The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

"Brother Qing, you believe me." Meng Xiangbei hugged Lin Zeqing in his arms, buried his head on the warm neck, arched like a big dog, coquettishly, his hands still slid into his obscene clothes.

It turned out that Lin Zeqing, who was still a little aggrieved and sad, didn't bother to question him, his cheeks were a little hot, almost burning his whole body.

"Don't move around." Lin Zeqing patted Meng Xiangbei's hand, but was caught.

The man's voice was bewitching and charming in the dark night.

"Brother Qing, Xianggong, I miss you so much, you are awake now, why don't we do something faster."

After the words fell, Lin Zeqing, who was defenseless, was picked up horizontally and placed on the bed. The next second, the man leaned forward.

Lin Zeqing couldn't refuse, and didn't want to refuse.

Meng Xiangbei missed him, and he also missed this man.

In the next room, Meng Xiuyuan woke up in a daze. He seemed to hear a small sound, like a cat meowing.

In the early morning of the next day, Meng Xiuyuan woke up and pushed open the door. He saw a figure practicing boxing in the yard. He fixed his eyes, enlarged his eyes, and rushed over like a small firecracker.

"Daddy, you're back."

Meng Xiangbei stopped quickly and hugged the little guy who ran over excitedly.

"Daddy, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, and I miss you too. We all miss you very much." At this time, Meng Xiuyuan didn't look like an ordinary little adult. He hugged Meng Xiangbei's neck with both hands, She rested her little head on his shoulder, and to prove that she was telling the truth, she raised her head and kissed him.

Meng Xiangbei also kissed him on the cheek, "Daddy misses you too. Daddy came back late and made you and your aunt feel wronged."

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head, "It's fine, as long as Daddy comes back. By the way, what about you?"

Meng Xiuyuan looked around, but didn't see Lin Zeqing. In the past, when he woke up, his aunt was already busy.

"He's tired and resting. Daddy is cooking today, and I'll take you to the private school after dinner."

"Okay. Daddy, please let me down." Meng Xiuyuan realized that he was being hugged by his father all the time, and immediately shy.

Meng Xiangbei knew that he was thin-skinned and let him go.

"By the way, Dad, did you come back last night? I heard a cat meowing last night. Do we have a cat here?" Meng Xiuyuan looked up at him, his clear eyes full of curiosity.

cat meow! ?Where did their cat come from?

Suddenly, Meng Xiangbei seemed to think of something, his eyes flickered, and he unconsciously coughed a few times.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"Daddy is fine. You heard it wrong. Where is the cat meowing? You must have fallen asleep in the middle of the night." There is indeed a soft and delicious kitten, and its sound is also soft. Last night, this kitten was bullied I have to cry, that's why the cat meowed, I didn't expect Mao Mao to hear it, tsk tsk, it's a sin, even if Meng Xiangbei is killed, he will not admit it.

Meng Xiuyuan scratched his head, he wanted to say that he heard correctly, but seeing his father's resolute appearance, he swallowed the words back.He thought about waiting for his Ah Mo to wake up and ask Ah Mo.

So, when Lin Zeqing was asked by Meng Xiuyuan if she heard the "meowing", she staggered and almost fell, her fair face flushed.

That night, Meng Xiangbei was driven to the study to sleep.

The next day, Meng Xiuyuan received a resentful look from his father, he touched his nose, did he do something wrong?

The news that Meng Xiangbei went home and personally sent Meng Xiuyuan to a private school spread quickly.

Afterwards, everyone saw Meng Xiangbei and Lin Zeqing going out together, loving husband and wife. It turned out that the reason why Meng Xiangbei came back a few days late was because the ship encountered a storm while sailing.

In the county, some people have been beaten in the past few days.

Most of them were young brothers, who were wrapped in sacks, dragged into the alley and beaten up.

As for who beat them, no one could see clearly.

But everyone faintly noticed that these beaten brothers seemed to be the ones who had been jumping around and laughing at Lin Zeqing these days, saying that Meng Xiangbei would not come back.

Among them, the one who was beaten the most was Fu Lang, the teacher of a private school in the county, whose face was so ordinary that it turned into a pig's head.

He kept saying that Lin Zeqing had someone beat him, but he couldn't produce evidence. Besides, Lin Zeqing had a gentle personality and was usually kind, so it was absolutely impossible for him to do such a rough thing.

Lin Zeqing is of course impossible, but Meng Xiangbei can.

Knowing that Meng Xiangbei sent people to beat up those tongue-twisting brothers, Lin Zeqing couldn't laugh or cry, but her heart was as sweet as if it had been stained with honey.

"You, you act so impulsively and rudely. They are brothers. If they say a few words, I will not lose a piece of meat." Of course, it is not allowed to say it in front of Maomao. Maomao is still too young and has a fragile heart.

Meng Xiangbei disagreed, and said domineeringly and arrogantly: "They bullied my husband and son, and I just beat them up, which is considered light."

Lin Zeqing couldn't help laughing.

Fearing that his wife's husband would transfer the resentment to Mao Mao, Meng Xiangbei expelled Mao Mao from school.

Now that he has won the exam, he needs to go to the capital for the next exam.

"You, Maomao, and my father-in-law went to the capital with me. Without you by my side, I can't study with peace of mind."

"By the way, this time I have to get to know Yuan. I worshiped Xuezheng as my teacher at the Luming Banquet. I need to follow him back to the capital to study."

The person who presided over the rural examination this time was Liang Xuezheng of the Dasheng Dynasty, who was second only to the great Confucian scholars in terms of academic status.

After the township examination, without the advice of a famous teacher, it is almost impossible for a poor student to be admitted to the Jinshi.

"Okay, we'll go with you."

Lin's father was originally unwilling to travel far, but after being persuaded, he finally agreed.

Because of the Zhongju, Meng Xiangbei held a banquet in the village, and soon took Lin Zeqing, Meng Xiuyuan and Lin's father on the way to the capital by boat.

I don't know if it's because of the severe seasickness. Lin Zeqing felt nauseous not long after boarding the boat.

Because on the boat, most of the food was fish, and Lin Zeqing basically couldn't eat it.

Lin Zeqing couldn't eat and vomited continuously, her face turned pale, and her whole body was listless, like a frosted cabbage.

Meng Xiangbei blamed himself, annoyed that he didn't hire a doctor before boarding the ship in case of emergency.

"I'm fine. Don't worry. It's just seasickness. It won't be long." Lin Zeqing vomited again, leaning against Meng Xiangbei's arms weakly.

How could Meng Xiangbei not be worried? Lin Zeqing's words were just to comfort him. In the past two days, he saw Lin Zeqing's suffering and felt extremely distressed.

"Brother Qing, eat something before taking a rest. The boat passes through Yangzhou in the afternoon, and we will take a rest on the way. Then I will take you to the doctor and eat delicious food."

"Yeah." Enduring the discomfort in her stomach, Lin Zeqing finally ate something and fell into a deep sleep.

In the afternoon, the ship arrived in Yangzhou as scheduled and had a two-day rest on the way.

Meng Xiangbei led Lin Zeqing, and Lin's father led Maomao off the boat.

After Meng Xiangbei asked passers-by, a group of four went straight to the hospital.

The old doctor took his pulse with a serious face, and after a while he smiled, "The pulse is smooth and smooth, it's a happy pulse. Congratulations, this husband is happy."

Lin Zeqing was pregnant, and the child was about three months old. Calculating the time, it was the night before he went to the provincial capital to rush for the exam.

It was their first skin-to-skin date in more than two years, and they didn't expect to get pregnant just once.

"Thank you, doctor. Brother Qing, did you hear that you are pregnant and I am going to be a father again. Brother Qing, are you happy?" Meng Xiangbei immediately turned into ecstasy after being dazed for a moment.

After Lin Zeqing was at a loss for a moment, her eyebrows and eyes slowly opened, probably because she found out that she was pregnant, and even Jia's originally pale face became a little rosy.

He took Meng Xiangbei's hand back and held it tightly, "Well, I'm very happy."

"Daddy, Ah, I'm happy too, I can be an older brother."

"I'm going to have another grandson."

A group of four people are happy for this upcoming little life.

Meng Xiangbei asked carefully about a series of precautions for taking care of the pregnant woman. He was meticulous about everything, and asked immediately when he thought of anything, and the old doctor answered him patiently.

It was probably the first time I saw someone so enthusiastic about a pregnant woman, and the old doctor was not angry. Meng Xiangbei didn't understand anything, so he explained it for him.

It wasn't until the people queuing up to see a doctor at the back were urging her that Lin Zeqing pulled Meng Xiangbei, who was still unsatisfied, to leave.

But before leaving, I still prescribed a lot of anti-fetal drugs.

The group of four went to the restaurant hungry, probably because they found out that they were pregnant and were in a good mood, or because the food in the restaurant was better, and Lin Zeqing's appetite improved.

After dinner, the four of them found an inn to live in again.

These few days, they stayed on the boat, although they didn't do anything and didn't need to move around, they were still exhausted.

Father Lin took Maomao to the next room to sleep.

Meng Xiangbei and Lin Zeqing were lying on the bed, Lin Zeqing's head rested on his shoulder, and they didn't go to bed right away.

Through the obscene clothes, Meng Xiangbei's warm palms were placed on Lin Zeqing's abdomen, which was still flat, but Meng Xiangbei only dared to stroke it lightly.

"Brother Qing, there is a baby here, you are pregnant, I can be a father again, hee hee."

Lin Zeqing felt the warmth of the man's palm, and couldn't help laughing when he heard his silly laughter.

"Are you that happy?"

Meng Xiangbei snorted, "Of course, counting the time, I got pregnant that night, Brother Qing, why do you think I am so good, but you should think about it, after all, I was tossing that night... …Well……"

Lin Zeqing covered his mouth with his hand, and choked back the rest of his words.

"Stop talking, go to sleep, go to sleep!" Lin Zeqing was furious, his fair face flushed, how could he not know what this man wanted to say, he was nothing more than a hooligan.

Thinking of that night, Lin Zeqing shivered with lingering fear.

It's so sour, this guy is like a dog, if he does it again, he will die again.

Meng Xiangbei took Lin Zeqing's hand away, and gently kneaded his tender fingers. After not doing heavy work for more than two years, Lin Zeqing's hand had grown back, tender and fair.

Holding Lin Zeqing's hand, Meng Xiangbei bowed his head and kissed, compromised: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it. Why is my brother Qing so shy so easily?"

"You still say." Lin Zeqing glared at him fiercely.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, you and the baby in your stomach must be tired today, go to sleep." Holding Lin Zeqing tighter, Meng Xiangbei patted his back lightly, rhythmically, Coax him to sleep.

Lin Zeqing was indeed tired from the tossing on the boat for the past few days, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Meng Xiangbei's hand was still on Lin Zeqing's abdomen, thinking that there was a little life hidden here, who would be born to meet them in seven months, a bright smile curled up on the corner of his lips, and he lowered his head and kissed Lin Zeqing's forehead, He said softly: "Brother Qing, have a good night's dream."

Lin Zeqing slept soundly. He had a dream. In the dream, there was a white and tender little boy in a red bellyband running and throwing himself into his arms.

When he awoke, it was broad daylight.

Lin Zeqing touched her abdomen, thinking of the little boy in her dream, her brows and eyes became more gentle.

After a night of rest, the condition of the few people improved a lot.

After eating, the group went shopping. Meng Xiangbei specially bought some sour food, such as fruit, sauerkraut, etc., and saved it for Lin Zeqing to eat when he was on the boat.

The two rested in Yangzhou, and the group set foot on the boat to the capital again.

Lin Zeqing's condition is much better than before, although he still suffers from nausea and vomiting, but with the anti-fetal medicine and sour fruit, his appetite has improved a lot.

During the day, Lin Zeqing rested on the bed, and Meng Xiangbei would recite the book to their father and son.

Lin Zeqing raised her forehead, "Do you think children can understand what you recited?"

He felt sleepy after listening to it, from the Analects of Confucius, Four Books and Five Classics, to mathematics, law, etc., and sometimes he would read a policy theory casually.These things are very difficult to pronounce. Even though Lin Zeqing studied with Meng Xiangbei for two years and learned how to read, she still couldn't understand them.

Meng Xiangbei put down the book in his hand, walked over to sit on the bed, raised his chin, and hummed triumphantly, "This kid is my seed, Meng Xiangbei. If he is so powerful, he should be too. Don't you think so? Baby."

Lin Zeqing couldn't laugh or cry.

Before going to bed at night, Meng Xiangbei would put his arms around Lin Zeqing, put his hands on his abdomen, and talk to the child in his stomach. Meng Xiangbei said that this was to cultivate the relationship between father and son. together, so that after the child is born, their relationship will be close.

Lin Zeqing understood from the bottom of her heart, and let him fool around in a serious manner on the face, well, this feeling is quite good.

A group of four arrived in the capital after taking a boat for two months one after another.

Because it is close to Chunwei, the capital at this time is more lively than ever. Looking around, you can see scholars wearing robes and scarves everywhere among the passers-by. Almost all of them came from various places in the Dasheng Dynasty to participate in the examination Juren.

Before, Liang Xuezheng, Meng Xiangbei's teacher, intended to let his family live with his family, but Meng Xiangbei refused.

After all, he just became a teacher, and he doesn't have much deep feelings. It's not good for him to drag his family and live in other people's homes.

Fortunately, they earned a lot of money in the past two days.

With the help of the housekeeper of Liang's house, Meng Xiangbei rented a small house where his family of four lived.

There is still a month before the examination, but this time Meng Xiangbei does not intend to end. Now his knowledge is not enough to support him in the Jinshi examination. He plans to study for another three years and participate in the Chunwei three years later.

This was Meng Xiangbei's decision, and it was also Liang Xuezheng's plan after examining his study progress.

He couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. After three years, he must be a good man.

In the next three years, the family of four took root in the capital.

"Brother Qing, father-in-law, I've decided, let's rent a shop and open a small restaurant." After dinner, the family was free, and Meng Xiangbei discussed with them.

"We will live in the capital for the next three years. Whether it is the rent of this house or the daily living expenses, we need money. Although we still have some left, it is far from enough, so I want to open a small restaurant."

This is the decision Meng Xiangbei sat down after considering for a long time.

When they were in their hometown county, they opened a study to make money.

In the capital, there are study rooms everywhere, not to mention that he can't open a study in the capital where every inch of land is expensive, even the books he sells are similar to others.

If you want to make money, you have to have an advantage over other people's things.He pondered for a long time, and inspected the business situation in the capital, and decided that he could only rely on cooking skills.

"My cooking skills are definitely better than the chefs in this Beijing restaurant. I can hand over my cooking skills to you and my father-in-law. When I went to study in Liang's mansion, you and my father-in-law were watching over the small restaurant. When I came back, I would come Cooking. When our small restaurant is famous, we can also hire people to deliver food, which can also increase income. What do you think?" Meng Xiangbei explained his plan in detail.

Lin's father is already in good health, he is still relatively young, just 40 years old, there is no major problem.

"What if no one came to eat when the restaurant first opened?" Lin's father was hesitant when Meng Xiangbei said that his cooking skills were better than the chefs in Jingcheng Restaurant.

Lin Zeqing was concerned about another issue. He held Meng Xiangbei's hand, "Will opening a restaurant affect your studies, or you can just teach me and dad, and you don't want to get involved, so you can study with peace of mind."

"It's okay, I can handle it. As for the problem you mentioned, father-in-law, there is a saying: the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, as long as we cook well, we don't have to worry about no customers."

So, under the agreement of the family, the matter of opening a small restaurant was settled.

Meng Xiangbei entrusted Liang Xuezheng, found a good private school in the capital, sent Maomao there, and then went to find the store.

After a day of shopping, he really found one. Although it was a bit out of the way and the location was not very good, Meng Xiangbei was quite satisfied.

The location is so good that ordinary people can't rent it, and it's too expensive to afford it.

After the contract was made and the money was paid, Meng Xiangbei was in pain and had to make money quickly, otherwise they would have to drink the northwest wind in the capital.

During the maintenance of the small restaurant, Meng Xiangbei taught Father Lin and Lin Zeqing how to cook when he was not studying with Liang Xuezheng.

Originally, Lin Zeqing was pregnant, and Meng Xiangbei wanted him to rest, but Lin Zeqing felt that she was okay and wanted to learn.

The current dishes of the Dasheng Dynasty are very simple even in the bustling capital city. The dishes made by Meng Xiangbei's cooking recipes are indeed delicious.

A month later, Kitazawa's small restaurant opened.

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