Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

:Ha ha!Anling is jealous~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la, and finally wrote that Cannon Fodder Gong No. [-] appeared... Ruoxi is so good at talking...

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35. Chapter 34

"Are you... An Lingqing?" A voice full of surprise and surprise sounded from behind An Lingqing, and then, An Lingqing felt a light pat on the shoulder, turned his head, and saw a The young man with an extremely handsome face was looking at him with joy.

Somewhat puzzled, An Lingqing tilted his head and thought for a while, but he didn't have the slightest impression of the young man in his head. However, seeing the young man's eyes full of expectations, An Lingqing was a little embarrassed to say that he didn't know him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand Touching his earlobe, he raised his head to look at the young man, feeling somewhat guilty and shy, and asked in a low voice, "Who is your son?..."

In an instant, An Lingqing saw a hint of disappointment in the young man's eyes, which made him feel even more embarrassed, so he comforted him, "When did you know An Ling? An Ling is not good, and he didn't remember you." .”

The disappointment in the young man's eyes soon disappeared, and there was a gentle smile on his face. He took out a small humanoid wooden carving from his arms and handed it to An Lingqing, with a gentle voice, "Xiao Qing still remembers this ?"

An Lingqing picked up the small wooden carving and looked at it, and some memories that had been dusty for many years suddenly emerged little by little. He raised his head and looked at the young man in surprise, and called out, "Are you Brother Yi?"

There was a smile in his eyes instantly, and the young man reached out to touch An Lingqing's head affectionately, and nodded, the slight smile on the corner of his mouth made him look so gentle, "I'm so glad Xiaoqing still remembers me. "

Holding the little woodcarving tightly in his arms, An Lingqing raised his head and smiled with the corners of his mouth bent. The haze in his heart dissipated a lot, but seeing the brother he could rely on in his heart, the kind of person who wanted to find someone The feeling of complaining about grievances became more obvious, and a trace of sourness came to my heart.

An Lingqing hugged the small wooden carving, his eyes quickly turned red, and crystal drops of water began to condense in his eyes, just like meeting him for the first time when he was a child, An Lingqing threw himself into the arms of the young man, silently sad , silently seeking comfort.

Slightly stunned, the young man hugged An Lingqing who suddenly rushed towards him with both hands, and felt the person in his arms trembling his shoulders slightly, crying softly, the tears were so scorching, as if they had passed over the tip of his heart , so hot that his heart ached slightly.

The person in his arms is as inviting and pitiful as a small animal being bullied. The young man's heart has not only become a bit softer, he doesn't want to look at the eyes of the people around him, but just hugs the person in his arms who seeks warmth from him , raised his hand to gently caress his back and run down his hair, extremely gentle.

He didn't want to say anything, and he didn't need to ask. Since then, he has no resistance to An Lingqing in his arms. He wants to protect and protect, and he can't deny or refuse.

At that time, the young man was only 15 years old, and he took his eight-year-old younger brother to visit his father's close friend Nangong Rui. He still remembered that his younger brother was entangled with Nangong Rui's son and refused to leave. He felt sorry but felt helpless against his younger brother. , I can only ask Nangong Ye to take care of her.

And he himself was walking around in Nangong Mansion, but he met someone he couldn't forget, such a cute little child, sitting alone on the rockery, hugging his knees, crying quietly , as if sad about something.

Stepping forward, the young man asked softly, "What's wrong with my little brother? Did something happen?"

At that time, the child raised his head, his eyes were red, his nose was red, and his face was also red. The little baby face was very cute. What was even more surprising was that he could see the child grow There are lovely little teardrops hanging on the eyelashes, like pearls.

As if he had been subjected to some kind of bewitching technique, he couldn't help himself, the young man stretched out his finger to catch the teardrop, felt the child's long eyelashes tremble slightly, the young man put the teardrop to his mouth and tasted it, When I looked up again, I found that the child was no longer crying, but just looked at him curiously with wide open eyes.

Smiling, the young man sat next to the child and said casually, "Tears are salty."

Looking at the person sitting next to him with some puzzlement, the child's voice was clear and crisp, like a jingle like spring water, "Who are you? How did you come to the secret garden in Anling?"

"Oh?" Looking up, there is a clear small lake, exquisite pavilions, and small flowers blooming, which is really a wonderful thing. The young man slightly raised his eyebrows and teased the child, "Why do you say this?" Is it yours? I thought it was mine!"

Pouting his lips, the child dissatisfied, "It's not yours. Anling said it belonged to Anling, so it belongs to Anling. Only brother Ye knows this place!"

Thinking that the child's awkward appearance was so cute, the young man couldn't help stretching out his hands to pinch the child's face, but saw the child frowned suddenly and knocked his hand off, covered his face with both hands, and stared at him with big eyes, " Don't pinch An Ling! Who are you? You haven't told An Ling yet!"

"Hehe..." Hearing An Lingqing say "Brother Ye", the young man thought the child was Nangong Ye's younger brother, and said with a smile on his face, "My name is Shangguan Yi, you can call me Brother Yi, then What about you? What's your name?"

As he said that, the young man still couldn't help pinching the child's tender face again, causing the child to look wide-eyed again, shaking his head lightly and smiling, the young man heard the child say, "I Call me An Lingqing, Qingqing Qing, you can call me Xiaoqing."

"Then what was Xiaoqing upset just now?" The young man patted the child's head and asked softly, "Can you tell Brother Yi?"

Hearing the young man's words, the child's head immediately drooped, with a dejected look, he said sullenly, "Brother Ye doesn't like Anling's dog, so he gave away the puppy that Uncle Housekeeper bought for Anling. Usually, when Brother Ye is not around, there are puppies to play with An Ling, but Brother Ye just hates them, and An Ling just feels so sad..."

Touching An Lingqing's head, the young man comforted, "Don't be sad, Xiaoqing. I'll give you a dog that won't be thrown away tomorrow, okay?"

"Really?" He raised his head in surprise, An Lingqing's big eyes shone with excitement.

Nodding his head, the young man replied earnestly, "Well, tomorrow is still the time, and I'll wait for you here."

"Enen!" Nodding his head, the child's face was filled with a smile, he got into the young man's arms all of a sudden, arched the young man's stomach with his head, and said happily, "Brother Yi, you very nice."

Smiling dotingly, the boy hugged the child. The next day, the boy brought a puppy carved out of wood to the child. The lifelike appearance amused the child for a long time. With a smiling face, the boy couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Later, the boy secretly recorded the smiling face of the child, carved it on the wood carving, and occasionally took it out to look at it, recalling the scene at that time. After so many years, the wood carving has long been polished smooth and moist, and the kind of caring for children The mood, but did not fade in the slightest, became more and more intense.

Just like a jar of good wine, I always want to drink it greedily, but I am not willing to give it up. I put it in the cellar to slowly brew and slowly store it, until one day the aroma of the wine can not be sealed and begins to overflow. Seal the lid and wait for the happiness that comes from the mellow fragrance.

Consciousness gradually came back, Shangguanyi felt that the person in his arms had stabilized his emotions, he patted him on the back lightly, held An Lingqing's face with both hands, Shangguanyi gently wiped away the still wet tears for him, his eyes Gentle, just like a good wine that exudes fragrance and intoxication.

Shangguan Yi's voice was as gentle as ever, but at this time there was a hint of ridicule, "What's wrong with Xiaoqing this time? Why is it that you cry pitifully every time I see you? Back then you were called love Crying child, you still don’t admit it.”

His face was a little red, and An Lingqing also felt a little embarrassed when he thought of how he was crying in Shangguan Yi's arms just now. Woolen cloth……"

"Hehe..." Smiling softly, Shangguan Yi kissed An Lingqing's forehead, and said softly, "Yes, Xiaoqing is already an adult..."

His face became even redder, An Lingqing pushed Shangguanyi away, returned the humanoid wooden plug to Shangguanyi, touched his little earlobe shyly, and turned around, "Brother Yi, you said that Anling is not a little girl?" Baby, why are you still kissing my forehead like this!"

With smiles in his eyes, Shangguan Yi stepped forward and pulled An Lingqing towards the direction of Shangguan Mansion, but suddenly remembered something, and asked a little strangely, "When did Xiao Qing come to Yangzhou, and why did he come to Yangzhou alone?" Someone wandered here? Where is your elder brother Ye?"

As soon as Nangong Ye was mentioned, An Lingqing's uncomfortable little awkwardness emerged again, not to mention that in front of his brother in his heart, the sense of grievance was amplified a lot, An Lingqing pursed his lips, not He happily kicked the pebbles on the ground, and said sullenly, "I don't know where the young master is! An Ling just came out for a stroll when he was idle and bored."

Hearing An Lingqing call Nangong Ye "Young Master", Shangguan Yi guessed that An Lingqing must be having a temper with Nangong Ye, and couldn't help but smile with the corners of his lips curled up. Shangguan Yi also felt it was funny in his heart. An Lingqing, he was bullied by his brother.

But Shangguan Yi just smiled, did not expose An Lingqing's little lie, and led him to walk slowly, because such a scene has already