Suo Jinling

At this time it was getting late, Zhou Shuning was lying on the couch, with the quilt covering her lower abdomen, rubbing the top of her abdomen lightly in circles: "Husband is lighter, my stomach is not very comfortable."

Chen Rui's breath went out immediately, and he knew that the reaction was too much, so he turned around twice on his own, didn't let the maidservant in, got up and swept the broken porcelain with a dustpan, took two long breaths, suppressed the anger in his stomach, and sat down heavily. Tan Bian: "It's not that he is not allowed to bring people in, it's just that the retainers and maidservants have been brought up since they were young, and they know the basics anyway, so they can rest assured if they stay in the mansion. This refugee came out of nowhere, how can he be brought with him at will... ···”

"What my husband said is very true," Zhou Shuning replied in a gentle voice, "It's just that Ah Jing is old enough to have his own ideas. In the future, he needs to be on his own and cannot always be protected by you. There have been years of wars in Daliang and countless natural disasters have displaced countless people. Now A lot of waste is waiting to be done, and even the customs certificate has only been passed recently. If you ask for everything, everyone knows the bottom line, it is really difficult for others. Although Ah Jing is a bit playful, he knows the pros and cons on weekdays, and will not bring people back casually unless... "..."

She was hesitant to speak halfway through her words, Rou Rou looked at Chen Rui, Chen Rui looked straight at her, after a while she understood, frowned and said angrily: "There are so many people in the mansion, none of them caught his eye, so they have to look outside? "

Zhou Shuning stood up with her waist up, and stroked Chen Rui's back: "A Rui, why don't you understand that Ah Jing is restless, he won't go to an ordinary market three times, and he won't go after cooking the same dish three times?" Don't eat, he didn't want to be served since he was a child, he only quarreled with servants and maidservants when he was playing, and after a long time getting to know each other, it is naturally hard to be tempted. Now that he has reached this age, there must be someone in the room, if he really likes it ..."

"Ma'am, madam, half of Ah Jing's stubbornness is your indulgence." Chen Rui put his hand on his forehead, shook his head and sighed, and rubbed his palm against Zhou Shuning's stomach, "When this little one comes out, he must be raised well. You and that The brats share the same hatred, I can't do it alone, I need a helper."

"Husband, why did you say that?" Zhou Shuning said with a smile, "Ah Jing will marry a wife and have children in the future, and he and his wife will sing in harmony. You and I won't listen to anything."

"He dares," Chen Rui snorted coldly, throwing off the corner of his robe, "I'd like to see who he brought back."

Chen Jing and Lan Jingming stood in front of the mansion, waiting for the servants to summon them. Lan Jingming was neither humble nor overbearing, and his expression was indifferent. Chen Jing turned into an ant on a hot pot, looking around from time to time, climbing to the wall and whistling fiercely. His forehead was squeezed into the crack of the door, his buttocks were sticking out in the air, Lan Jingming was about to reach out to grab someone, but hurriedly walked from far to near, the door creaked, and someone pushed it open.

Chen Jing hurriedly took two steps back, almost tripped and fell to the ground, Chen Rui stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back, the blackness was like a mountain ridge.

Lan Jingming gave Chen Jing a hand, and bowed first, "My lord."

It was cold and the dew was heavy, Chen Jing choked on two mouthfuls of cold wind, and coughed heart-piercingly. Lan Jingming did half of the bow, and hurriedly carried it to Chen Jing. Chen Rui's lips twitched inexplicably when he thought of his wife's words.

"Brother," Chen Jing stopped coughing, imitating Lan Jingming, bowing respectfully and respectfully, "Brother, this is Bai Qing who was informed by his retainers just now. He hit it off with me and is looking for an errand in the city... ·”

"Say it yourself," Chen Jing interrupted coldly, his gaze dropped to the top of Lan Jingming's hair, "Why are you silent and let Ah Jing speak for you."

"My lord, calm down," Lan Jingming obediently raised his head and looked into Chen Rui's eyes, "Cough, my lord is wise and powerful, but the little girl has no ink and has never seen the world, so I dare not look directly at you."

Lan Jingming has never called herself a little girl since she grew up, and she stumbles even when she speaks official Mandarin, but now she feels that nothing is right, her whole body is itchy, like ants crawling across her neck and back.

Chen Jing's eyes darkened, and he thought that this flattery was very handy, and it was not easy to fool the elder brother.

"Where is my home, my parents are still alive, and there are still sisters and brothers at home. Since I am a refugee, there are many wealthy cities in Guanzhong, so I can stay anywhere. Why come to Yongkang City?" Chen Rui stood with his hands behind his back and raised his eyebrows He exhaled coldly, "I have met Ah Jing a few times, when did I meet, and what have you done with Ah Jing. If you want to find a job, it is not difficult in Yongkang City, so why come to my mansion. These Think about it carefully, and answer them one by one. My General’s Mansion is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want. I’ll put my ugly words first, and if you have half a lie, I’ll know about it in the future..."

"Brother!" Chen Jing couldn't hold back, he jumped and said angrily, "Bai Qing and I are friends in need, not prisoners in your prison!"

"That's why I asked her nicely and didn't throw her into jail." Chen Rui was unmoved, "And you, let me go into the mansion, I'll ask you something later."

Chen Jing suddenly understood that the eldest brother separated them deliberately, interrogated them separately, and defeated the two of them one by one. If any sentence did not match, the eldest brother would not let it go.

In the past, if there was one more person in the mansion and one less person, the elder brother would not have such a big reaction. It must be that the internal and external difficulties have caused the tossing elder brother's spirit to be tense, and he is much more cautious than usual.

Several people froze outside the mansion, turning into several stones facing each other far away, no one moved, no one spoke.

Shuofeng rolled up snow flakes and melted them on his body, and the sound of clappers whirled continuously, colliding into balls on the stone wall.

click.

click.

click.

In the silence of all, the soles of the shoes pressed against the gravel road, making a soft clicking sound, and a black shadow appeared at the end of the alley. This man was dressed in green, holding a tall oil-paper umbrella in one hand, and a paper bag full of things in the other. , I don't know what is piled in the paper bag, the rich oily fragrance rushes in the wind, sweeping in along the nose, making the mouth water.

"gentlemen······"

Chen Jing seemed to see a long-lost relative, tears welled up in his eyes, he sucked in his nose, and exhaled a puff of white mist.

The new wind was blowing, and the black hair was flying with the snow. He Zhongyin walked up to several people, looked at each of them, and laughed loudly: "It's freezing cold, everyone is frozen here, are they welcoming me?"

When the sound came out, the tense spirit loosened a lot, and there was a faint warm current, which caused the stomach to growl, and the glutton was hooked by the oily smell. Chen Jing licked his lips and couldn't help saying: "Sir, what's in the paper bag?" tasty?"

"Here," He Zhongyin shook the paper bag, eyebrows and eyes curved, "my son Xiuzhu has been pestering me for a few days, saying that thanks to the general's kindness, he has collected a lot of treasures, and there is really nothing to repay, so I can only make some good candies Here are the shortbread, let me share it with you. My son has been coaxed since he was a child, and he has always been a child. He is not very considerate in handling things, which makes everyone laugh. Ah Jing looks like he is hungry. I will give you this shortbread first. .”

He Zhongyin opened the paper bag, broke off a piece of shortbread, and handed it to Chen Jing. In the past, Chen Jing would definitely bite it off, but this time he didn't bite, but turned around to pull people away, and his hand was empty.

Lan Jingming staggered back half a step, the sole of his foot rubbed against the stone, and there was a light click.

"This little friend," He Zhongyin turned his body halfway, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his eyebrows and eyes curved into long arcs, "but you are on good terms with Ah Jing?"