The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

"There are ghosts! Ghosts, ghosts!" Zhu Taijing grabbed the butler's arm and screamed, "It's on the table...the beauty...the old...the bugs all over...they got...into my chichi...ahh Ahh!"

The butler looked at the table, there was nothing on it, only Zhu Taijing was so scared that he urinated.

...

Ding Baocheng and Kong Mingfan walked side by side against the wind and flew home.

Kong Mingfan asked: "We're leaving like this, will the dog official come to trouble you?"

Ding Baocheng waved his hand, and smiled with an air of immortality, mysteriously: "Don't worry, he doesn't dare."

Kong Mingfan nodded deeply, "You will scare him to death if you cast a spell like this."

Ding Baocheng shook the villain in his hand: "He deserves it for being scared to death, the things he sees are as filthy as his own heart, and the things he sees are as terrifying as they are. This witchcraft yellow paper figure is specially used to cure such promiscuous people. It's perfect. Copyright notice, not original to me, learned from a wizard friend."

Kong Mingfan said: "What did he see? He was so scared."

Ding Baocheng looked embarrassed. He was the one who could see what Zhu Taijing saw in his vision. To be honest, he had the urge to castrate the pig.

However, killing with one's own hands would be against the law... Zhu Taijing was frightened by this, and probably withered from then on.

Ding Baocheng suddenly felt that he still had a tendency to abuse, and he would feel very happy seeing Zhu Taijing's end. He silently recited the mantra of clearing his heart, and said in his heart that he must restrain himself.

Once a person with a high level of ability starts to do evil things recklessly, the harm to society will be immeasurable.The higher the position, the more self-restraint is required. This is the most basic moral bottom line that distinguishes human beings from animals. A gentleman is cautious and independent.

It's a pity that there are always people who forget this point, such as Zhu Taijing, who is only a small county magistrate who thinks he can cover the sky with one hand.

Water can carry a boat and capsize it. If you want to be the master of the people, you must bear the punishment that will definitely come. This punishment actually comes from your own heart.

Even without Ding Baocheng, he would still have nightmares day and night. Ding Baocheng just magnified his dreams and worries and fears.

Back home, Ding Baocheng went to see Xiao Fuzi, and seeing that he was much better after taking the elixir, he was relieved, and ordered Kong Mingfan to cook: "Husband, make some custard soup for Xiao Fuzi, and add two bowls of rice. Hey, I happen to be hungry too."

Xiao Fuzi almost jumped up from the bed when he heard the words: "Madam, you must not, Master is weak..."

Kong Mingfan: "I'm not so weak that I can't even cook rice." He said and went out.

Ding Baocheng nodded in satisfaction: "My little husband is just good."

With tears streaming down his face, Xiao Fuzi said: "Madam and master treat us servants really well... Letting master cook for me really breaks my heart."

Seeing his sad expression, Ding Baocheng blamed himself, and comforted him: "Actually, it was mainly done for me, and you just enjoy the blessings, don't take it too seriously."

Xiao Fuzi wiped away his tears and smiled. He hesitated and glanced at the door, seeing that Kong Mingfan could not come back for a while, he said: "Madam, please be nice to the master. I can be a cow or a horse. Master." He... really suffered a lot. Before the master's nurse left, he heard from him that the master was weak and sickly when he was a child, so he was bedridden all the year round. He could only play alone without a playmate, and he developed a quiet temperament. "

Ding Baocheng nodded: "Tell me more about his childhood."

Xiao Fuzi continued to talk about the past of Kong Mingfan, from childhood to youth and then to the weak crown, as if a thin and strong young man was suffering from the time silhouette in front of his eyes...

...

"Ming Ban, if you can't stand up by yourself and your father is gone, you can only lie on the ground forever, and no one will help you." The old man squatted next to the little child.

Kong Mingfan was only a little over five years old when he was young, with a pink and white face frowning bitterly since he was a child, like a serious and cold little old man.

He was sitting on the ground, his legs were limp, his body was covered with mud, and Bai Shengsheng's cheeks were also stained with dirt, looking dirty. He was lifting an epee that was longer than his head.

He has been practicing Kung Fu since early in the morning, but unfortunately his legs seem to have hidden problems and he can't stand still. After being tired for so long, he can't even stand up.

Father Kong was already gray-haired and still coughing non-stop. He saw that Kong Mingfan was out of breath, his legs hurt and his hands were torn, but he didn't cry: "Faner, the rice is in the room. If you don't stand up, you can take the rice by yourself." Give me the sword and you won't be allowed to eat."

As he spoke, he got up tremblingly and walked into the house with his back bent and bent. After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said to the nurse standing beside him: "No one is allowed to help him up, let alone give him anything to eat."

Ding Baocheng seemed to see the tears in the eyes of the young Kong Mingfan, but he refused to shed tears. He supported the heavy sword that fell to the ground as soon as he picked it up, and walked back to the house step by step with his sick legs. .

He didn't know how many times he fell, but every time he walked into the house holding on to the sword that his father had used to kill countless enemies when he was young.

He went from a child dragging his sword to a young man, and from a boy dancing a sword to a young man. He is still him, and the sword is still the same sword. Giving him the sword made him stand up from being disabled and grow into a man who stands up to heaven and earth. The old man is no longer there.

Only then did Ding Baocheng know that the hidden disease in Kong Mingfan's numerology really existed, but he broke the fate with all his strength.

He didn't know how much Kong Mingfan had to suffer to overcome his illness, but he knew that he must have worked very hard.

He worked hard to survive, struggled tenaciously with his maliciously slandering brother and sister-in-law, and finally survived the most difficult years when his father just died.

Father Kong died suddenly when Kong Mingfan was 15 years old. It was Kong’s father’s 60th birthday. It is said that he ate the longevity noodles that Kong Mingfan cooked for him. The two ingredients in it conflicted and he died of poisoning.

So Kong Mingfan was charged with unintentionally killing his father again. He became the nemesis in the rumors. He killed his parents.

So the Jin family ran and cursed wantonly, and no one came out to speak for him.

...

"Ma'am, the master is not a lonely spirit of destiny, nor is he a nemesis. You... don't listen to others' instigation, okay?" Xiao Fuzi looked at Ding Baocheng eagerly: "It's been a long time since the old man died. Having been so happy together, he didn't know how to smile before, but now he still smiles occasionally. Ma'am...you must be good, although the master won't say it, you must be very, very important to him! I think you He is the only person he sincerely entrusts to in this deserted world, I don’t know why the little one feels this way.”

Ding Baocheng's eyes moved, and he nodded, "I won't leave him, and he is also... the most important person to me in this world."

When the sound of Kong Mingfan's steady footsteps came, Xiao Fuzi hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeve, and Ding Baocheng wiped the boy's head: "Okay, don't cry."

"Yeah." Xiao Fuzi took a peek at Kong Mingfan who had entered the door, and stuck out his tongue at Ding Baocheng.

Kong Mingfan glanced at Ding Baocheng and Xiao Fuzi who were looking at each other, and said, "You two speak ill of me behind your back?"

Ding Baocheng: "No, I said you are handsome."

Kong Mingfan was startled, his face flushed slightly, and he said coldly, "You're talking nonsense."

Ding Baocheng took the tomato and egg noodles that Kong Mingfan cooked for him. The red chili juice was tangy and made people's index fingers twitch. There was minced meat and chopped coriander in it. He was pleasantly surprised: "How do you know that I like coriander?"

"You have a strong taste, I guess you will like it." Kong Mingfan took a bowl without chili and coriander and handed it to Xiao Fuzi, and began to eat it himself.

"Husband, your skill is really amazing." Ding Baocheng took a sip of the delicious noodles and said, "The poor way is conservative and pure, why is the taste so heavy?"

When Kong Mingfan heard the words, there was a gleam of joy on his brows, and he picked up a plate with side dishes and gave it to him: "Eat some pickles, let's serve."

Ding Baocheng took a chopstick of vinegar-salted cucumber and beans, mixed it with the noodles, took a bite and said, "Ah, this side dish is also good, did you buy it or pickled it yourself?"

Xiao Fuzi hurriedly said: "We grow the vegetables ourselves, and the master guides them to marinate!"

Ding Baocheng asked, "Want some?"

Xiao Fuzi glanced at Kong Mingfan with his chopsticks.

Kong Mingfan said solemnly: "Your body is still recovering, so don't eat it."

Xiao Fuzi lowered his head in disappointment and began to eat the noodles.

Ding Baocheng kept talking about how delicious the pickles are: "Noodles with pickles are too fragrant. Let's have another bowl."

After eating, Ding Baocheng and Kong Mingfan left Xiao Fuzi's bedroom.

Kong Mingfan took the bowl to the pressure well next to the kitchen, Ding Baocheng rolled up his sleeves: "Rang Rang, I'll do the dishes while you cook, don't grab me!"

Kong Mingfan glanced at him with a smile, then shook his head: "Madam can't do this kind of work."

Ding Baocheng was so angry that he couldn't catch him, he was beside him to press water, scooped up a ladle of water and poured it into the water basket of the well suppression, and began to press water into the large water tank.

The water splashed everywhere and soon filled the water, and the waves reflected the full moon hanging in the sky in circles. Ding Baocheng looked up at the bright and clear moon, and then saw the white Kongming streamers sprinkled under the moonlight.

Moonlight fell on Kong Mingfan's shoulders, and the white porcelain bowl shone like jade on his slender fingertips.His eyelashes drooped like a fine layer of hoarfrost, and the outlines were clearly defined by the moonlight.

As if aware of Ding Baocheng's gaze, Kong Mingfan raised his eyes and met his four eyes, the paint was like ink, and the glaze was tired, Ding Baocheng felt his heart beating.

Avoiding Kong Mingfan's gaze, he rubbed his nose and said, "I'm full of water. Look, you move very slowly. You don't want me to come."

"If you wash it up too soon, you won't be able to enjoy the peace of being with your wife for a while longer." Kong Mingfan looked at the white jade-like plate in his hand, and said in a low voice.

Ding Baocheng's heart moved: "Mingfan..." He walked over and took Kong Mingfan's hand, put the plate aside, looked into Kong Mingfan's eyes seriously, and said, "I will be with you from now on, how long do you want to brush with me?" As long as I clean my dishes, I won’t go anywhere.”

"En." Kong Mingfan turned his face sideways and slowly approached Ding Baocheng's lips.

Soft moonlight, clear wind.

He and he kissed quietly under the moonlight, the wind blew through the temples, and they were married and walked together for this life.