Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

"Daddy, do you look good?"

Back home, Ling Jingxuan and his brothers were busy putting away the things they bought today, while Ling Wen and Ling Wu went back to the room to try on new clothes under his orders. Not long after, the little bun Ling Wu rushed into the kitchen excitedly and found the Ling Jingxuan who was about to get something to eat, the navy blue robe was inevitably a little too big for him, making his body look thinner and thinner, but Ling Jingxuan smiled and said: "Hehe... my son is pretty, Why doesn't it look good?"

While speaking, he freed one hand to pinch his cheek, and looked at Ling Wen who followed with a smile. He chose navy blue robes for the two children, although this color was really unsuitable. Their age makes them look old-fashioned when they wear them, and they are thin, so they can't hold them up at all, but the children are still young, and the navy blue color is resistant to dirt, so there's nothing old-fashioned at all.

"Daddy!"

The two buns who had never been praised before let their father brazenly blushed almost at the same time, and the little bun even stomped his feet, turned around and ran out embarrassingly.

"Hehe... This kid is still shy, but he is really handsome."

Ling Jingpeng next to him interjected at the right time, Ling Wen, who was still standing still, couldn't stay any longer, blushed and whispered "I'm going to see Xiao Wu" and ran away in a hurry.

The two brothers Ling Jingxuan looked at each other and smiled. The more varied the children's reactions were, the happier they were, because this also proved that they were gradually getting out of the hazy life they used to be.

"Brother, why do you put so much oil in, Xiaowen should talk about you again later."

After helping to pack up the things, Ling Jingpeng turned around and saw Ling Jingxuan scooped up a large spoonful of freshly refined lard and put it into the pot. His phoenix eyes couldn't help crawling with naked distress, let alone this home, it was the old Ling's. When cooking, I only drop a few drops of vegetable oil at most. How can anyone waste it like this?It's no wonder that Xiaowen always talks about him, he really can't live a life!

"Hehe... It's okay, just once in a while, isn't this how we make money? It's okay to be extravagant, and it's not like eating like this every day."

Compared to his distress, Ling Jingxuan didn't care, and skillfully flipped the black and green scallion pancakes in the pan, don't ask him why it's black, it's because his little bun thinks white noodles are too expensive, so he refuses to live If it is not sold, he can only use black noodles to bake scallion pancakes.

"...These meats also need to be fried?"

Reluctantly, Ling Jingpeng glanced at the pork belly slices left over from the oil refinery next to him, and there were cleaned black wild vegetables in the dustpan not far away, which seemed to be ready to be cooked.

"Well, we have to go to the mountains to do rough work later, how can we do it if we don't eat something good?"

"You can save it to eat with the children at night, I will be full if I eat some wild vegetables."

He really cared about the food, and he also really cared about the children, and wanted to save it for the two children, but Ling Jingxuan turned his head and said seriously: "What do you mean by saving it for the evening? You have to eat it, don't you eat it at noon and at night? Jingpeng, you are my younger brother, the only younger brother, do we still need to divide you and me between us brothers? Why does the eldest brother treat you to a meal after earning money? If you have to figure everything out like you do, then help me Selling fish, should I also pay you wages?"

"No brother, I didn't mean that, I..."

Hearing this, Ling Jingpeng waved his hands nervously to explain, but Ling Jingxuan didn't give him a chance to finish, and took the topic a little forcefully: "I know what you want to say, Jingpeng, I know our family is poor, but people's fate is Master what we have in our hands, as long as we are active in our minds, willing to delve into it, and work hard enough, sooner or later we will get rid of poverty and become rich. One day, I want our family to eat rice every day and eat wine and meat every day."

Seeing the elder brother's slender profile, Ling Jingpeng clenched his fist quietly. He was right, as long as they are willing to work hard, why not have a good life?

Knowing that this little brother of his was also very thoughtful, Ling Jingxuan didn't continue, he didn't need a heavy hammer to beat the drum, he would understand what he meant.

"Okay, Jingpeng, go tell the children to wash their hands and eat, and after they take a nap, we will go to the mountains..."

"Bump bump..."

About two quarters of an hour later, Ling Jingxuan, who was sweating profusely, finally baked ten scallion pancakes and twice-cooked pork with fungus, but before he finished speaking, there was a rude knock on the door, saying it was a knock The sound, in fact, should be the sound of kicking the door. The brothers looked through the door of the simple kitchen, and the broken wooden door, which was not very reliable, seemed to be likely to fall down at any time.

"Go tell the child to wash his hands first, and don't come out no matter what happens outside, I'll go and have a look."

Those who come are unkind and those who come don't come, look at this battle, I'm afraid someone is coming again, Ling Jingxuan gave a few cold words, wiped his hands and walked out, Ling Jingpeng looked at his back worriedly, thinking about his elder brother's temperament It has changed, and he will no longer be bullied by others, so he didn't follow, but turned around and took the two buns to the backyard.

"Hey, you're dead. I opened the door until I broke my hand. Is my third aunt still in your eyes?"

Opening the door, before Ling Jingxuan had time to see the situation outside, a rude female voice almost shattered his eardrums. At the same time, the visitor stepped forward while scolding, trying to enter the courtyard. Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes weakly, and moved slightly Go to the middle to block their way: "Who am I? It turns out that it is the third aunt Ling of the old scholar's family, sister Ying, what is the wind blowing today, why did you two come here?"

The long and narrow Danfeng eyes were full of undisguised sarcasm, staring nakedly at the mother and daughter standing in front of him, he recognized their identities almost at a glance, the original owner's third aunt Ling Jiangshi and her eldest daughter Ling Xiaoying.