Daoist, I am married

Can't feel, he really can't feel anything.That was Kanazawa's first thought when he woke up the next day.

Bai Yitiao finally found a good apprentice, and came to call for someone early in the morning, and by the way laughed at Jin Ze who was still sleeping late.

"Look at this kid, he is born lazy, and he is blind to follow my good mind."

Ming Cong's voice came with a smile: "Grandpa, don't worry, if you need to come to me in the future, Aze's business is my business."

Bai Yitiao was happy to hear this. Not only were these words pleasant to the ear, but they also showed his protection for Jin Ze both openly and secretly.

Bai Yiyi has lived for half his life without asking for anything else, just thinking that he, a kid who has been guarded since he was a child, can be taken care of by someone. Now that he has Ming Cong's words, he is both physically and mentally light, and he really wants to pull his granddaughter-in-law into two tricks.

Jin Ze, who worked so hard in the house that he couldn't get out of bed, could only listen to the two talking and laughing outside the house, and by the way, he heard his grandfather bury him.

Hey, life is hard.

Go back to sleep again.

After the Nanhai incident, Chen Xiang seemed to have forgotten that there was such a disciple as Ming Cong.

I only received a letter from Minglang, which probably mentioned the matter of Uncle Wu.

Wu Shishu had conclusive evidence and confessed to having liaison with foreign enemies, so he was expelled from the division and imprisoned forever.As for the reason, he has not said it.

Regarding Ming Cong's identity, the head of Chenxiangwu has always been an insider, but it hurts the hearts of all the juniors.

Afterwards, Kanazawa also thought, maybe the spying was just a cover, and the main purpose was not to embarrass Qing Luo.

Because there was no news from Qingluo after that, it seemed that he didn't intend to recognize this disciple.Ming Cong concentrated on learning Kung Fu from Bai Yitiao.

He has a good mind and top-notch talent, and after a few months of learning from Bai Yitiao, he has achieved some success.

Jinze took a fruit plate and watched them practice.

Thanks to Mingcong, Bai Yitiao has spent an unprecedented amount of time at home in these years, and he hasn't spent such a long time with his grandfather for a long time.

"Brother!" Baby ran towards him in big strides, followed by A Niu wagging his tail wildly.

"Why did you go?" Jin Ze stuffed a grape in her mouth.

The baby has never had a proper name, so the family has been calling it "Baby".Kanazawa thinks it's good too, who doesn't want to be a baby who doesn't grow up all the time.

Speaking of growing up, it has been more than a year since they first met the baby, but the little girl has not grown in size at all, but her face is getting fatter and fatter.

Oh, not right either.

According to Bai Yitiao, this child is not a little girl, not only is he not a girl, he is not a boy either.It is genderless.

But no matter what, I have been raising a girl for so many days, so it's nothing.

The baby opened his mouth to eat a grape, and leaned into Jinze's arms to look at his big brother in fluttering white clothes: "Brother Yinzi took me to buy herbs, but he was squatting there and couldn't move. I missed you so much, so I ran back gone."

"Oh," Jin Ze laughed, his baby was so sweet, "where did you miss me? What did you think?"

Bao Bao: "Hmm..." His eyes were completely attracted by Ming Cong's flowing movements, and he muttered, "So handsome..."

Jin Ze: "..." It's all fake, it's not sweet at all.

On the other side, Baiyi watched Ming Cong put away his sword and nodded in satisfaction, and waved his hand: "Go and eat something, we're here today."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Ming Cong retracted his sword and saluted, and walked towards Jinze.

Jinze moved his butt and divided the bench in half for him, patted the stool to let him sit down: "Madam, you have worked hard, come and eat a grape."

Ming Cong sat down next to him, and the baby immediately rubbed into his arms and called him brother, praising him for his strength.

Ming Cong carried him to the stool on the other side, and then gave him a bunch of grapes.Then he naturally held the hand that Kanazawa handed over the grapes, pulled it to his mouth and ate the grapes without letting go.

Jin Ze's cool hand was wrapped in a big wet palm, and he couldn't help but stretch out the other hand: "Are you hungry? I'll ask Axiu to cook."

Ming Cong shook his head: "Let's go out to eat today."

"Where?"

"You'll know when you go."

"It's still a secret." Jin Ze narrowed his eyes, "Is it the Fumanlou I've always wanted to eat?"

Ming Cong shook his head and smiled: "No."

Taking off the last grape in his mouth, Kanazawa nodded: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to show off, let's lead the way."

The baby clumsily clutching the grape looked up again, and the person who was sitting beside him just now had disappeared.

He wiped his face sadly, his brothers are too bad, they always don't take him to play, he wants to find brother Axiu to eat delicious food.

What Jin Ze said at the beginning about his reputation with the small shopkeeper was really not an exaggeration. The two of them walked along the street before halfway, and Jin Ze's face was already stiff when he greeted him. He couldn't help but want to hang a Brand - no shop, no money.

He really has no money.

All his money is on Ming Cong, after all good men let his wife manage the accounts.

Seeing that the road ahead became more and more unfamiliar, Jin Ze poked the people around him: "Where are we going? There are no restaurants any further."

If you want to eat, you have to go to some famous places, roadside stalls...he will accept it if it is delicious.

"Coming."

So when Jinze was expecting to see a roadside stall standing alone in a cold street, Ming Cong led him to a high-rise compound.

Jin Ze raised his head and looked at it for a long time. Did he lead him to a private kitchen?

Seeing that Jin Ze was still full of food, Ming Cong raised his hand and took out a key.

Kanazawa: "..."

He watched Ming Cong open the door with the key.

Ming Cong turned around at the door and gave him a smile: "Come over and see if you are satisfied?"

"This?" Jin Ze pointed to the house in front of him, "Surprise? Did you buy it?"

Ming Cong nodded and motioned to him, "Come in and have a look."

Kanazawa followed him through the door.

At first glance, there are two pots of orange trees at the door, which are already full of bright yellow oranges.

The warmth of home blows across the face.

He picked one and peeled it open to taste.

"How?" Ming Cong asked.

Kanazawa: "Not bad, try it."

Ming Cong didn't accept the half he handed over, but picked another one, peeled it and tasted it, then nodded: "Well, it's really good."

Jin Ze frowned: "Impossible, I'll try."

Ming Cong handed him the remaining half.

Jin Ze took a bite, and then his whole face wrinkled together with sourness, he waved his hand and hammered him angrily.

Ming Cong stretched out his hand and took the half of Jinze's hand that he intended to give to him, and stuffed it into his mouth. Sure enough, it was as sour as his.

"Look, it's flat." Ming Cong opened his mouth to signal that he swallowed it all.

"Where is it flat?" Jinze was still very angry, "If you don't eat the sour oranges you bought, who will eat them?"

"Okay, I'll eat." Ming Cong followed him and carried him to the yard on his shoulders, "Let's see the house first and then come over to eat."

After passing the shadow wall, the sound of running water came into the ears.

The whole yard is surrounded by a shallow pool of water, with a round platform in the middle, and there is still a rolling car in the water, and the sound of running water comes from here. The small bluestone bridge merges into the clear water surface where you can see fish swimming at the bottom.

Ming Cong dragged him up the small bluestone bridge to the round platform in the middle.

There are finely carved wooden tables and stools on the round platform, and the table is already full of steaming meals.

"Are you hungry, taste it while it's hot?"

Staring at the food on the table, Jin Ze's mouth was already drooling, and he reached for the chopsticks to taste it, um, it was very good.

"However, it wasn't made by Axiu, and it's not like the ones in other restaurants..." Jin Ze looked at Ming Cong, "Madam made it herself?"

Ming Cong pulled him to sit down, and opened the side drawer: "The buns were wrapped yesterday and steamed today, filled with pork and scallions. The dishes were made in the morning and warmed with talisman paper."

"Wow!" Jin Ze saw the steamed stuffed bun's eyes glowing, and he guaranteed from the [-] steamed stuffed bun shops he had eaten in these years that the steamed stuffed bun of Ming Cong is definitely up to standard.

The buns are crystal buns, small in size, one for two, the skin is crystal clear, you can see the emerald green onion and the golden soup inside, you can tell how delicious it will be at a glance.

He couldn't wait to grab one, and Ming Cong took a small bowl for him to continue: "This is the first time I'm making it, the soup may be a little too much."

Jin Ze shook his head: "No, absolutely not leaking a drop."

He said that he couldn't bear it and opened his mouth to take a bite. The deliciousness of pork and the fragrance of shallots came into his mouth, followed by the rich soup flowing into his mouth.

"Hmm~" Jinze sucked up the remaining soup in one big gulp while stretching out his hand to Ming Congbi's thumb, "The skin is thin and the stuffing is fresh, the soup is juicy and juicy, it's amazing!" He swallowed the remaining half in one gulp.

Sure enough, not a drop was leaked.

Ming Cong looked at him and smiled, wanting to hear more compliments: "Do you like this place?"

Jin Ze swallowed another crystal bag, and kissed Ming Cong's face with a mouth full of oil: "I'm so satisfied and like it, ma'am, you are really my big baby."

It shows that Cong is getting more and more slick, and Kanazawa is also a master of love words.

When Ming Cong heard the smile on his face, he didn't let go, and kept picking and adding vegetables for him, and it was easy to do things when he was full.

Seeing such a table of dishes, and not knowing when this person got up to prepare, Jin Ze said with a bit of distress: "You tell grandpa, he will let you come here, why bother to get up so early."

Ming Cong wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth for him: "It doesn't matter if I get up early, Grandpa can't live up to his wishes."

Jin Ze snorted, he was more like a grandson.

It wasn't until Jinze's belly was round and round that Ming Onion pulled him up again, and then looked at other places.

As soon as you enter and exit this house, the west wing is a study room. When you first entered Jinze, you immediately thought of Chen Xiang's quiet room. There was only a small table in the middle, and it didn't look like a study room at all.Until Ming Cong pushed away the wooden walls on both sides, revealing a collection of books full of years.

To the east is the kitchen, which is already filled with all kinds of ingredients. Jin Ze stays with him every day, and he doesn't know when he equipped it.

"When you are sleeping late." Ming Cong explained.

"Whose fault is it that I sleep late?" Jin Ze pinched him.

"Well," Ming Cong leaned closer to his ear, "My fault, I will sleep as long as I want in this house from now on."

The subtext is how long you want to work, right?

Then Ming Cong dragged him to the sleeping room.

"Just finished eating, don't make trouble." Jin Ze pushed away the person who was hugging him.

"It's been turned around many times." Ming Cong leaned over again.

Jin Ze: "..." Holding him to look at the house is just to let him digest and then do whatever he wants?

But for the sake of being so careful about this surprise, he didn't care about it.

The two stayed in the bedroom until late at night.

Ming Cong embraced the quietly lying person sideways, and pinched his ears once and for all.

Jin Ze also stretched out his hand to pinch him back and forth.

"happy"

Jin Ze nodded: "I still want to eat buns tomorrow."

"it is good."

"I also want to eat the day after tomorrow."

"It's okay to eat every day."

"Are we going to move out?" Jin Ze thought of the old man and Yin Zi of the Bai Mansion, and felt a little bit reluctant.

"As you like, you can come and stay here occasionally for a few days, as a place to rest and relax." Ming Cong kissed his ear.

Jin Ze smiled: "Then I'll buy another one in Luoshen." In this way, they will have one, two, three... four homes, no, plus Song's, five homes can live in.

Ah, the first time I found out that I was really rich.

Speaking of Luoshen, Jin Ze had already sent an audio message to Master Jin to explain it, and promised that they would go back.

Now Ming Cong and Bai Yitiao have learned a lot, before it's too cold, it's about time for the two of them to leave.

"Clean up and take my wife home in a few days. See how caring I am. I told you in advance. Don't be too nervous, madam."

Ming Cong: "Well, it's really my big baby."

Kanazawa: "Tsk, why are you imitating me? I'm so nervous that I can't even speak."

Ming Cong didn't speak.

Jin Ze opened the big hand at his waist and stuffed his head into his arms: "I'm exhausted, not angry from embarrassment."

"But I see that you are clearly in good spirits." Ming Cong said and kissed him.

Jin Ze felt that he would sleep in again tomorrow.