When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

In the dim light of the day, Ding Yuan sat up amidst the crowing of roosters, rubbed his sleepy eyes, caught a glimpse of the white gauze curtains hanging on all sides from the corner of his eye, paused, and slowly recalled the memory before he was drunk, and finally said "Dad, I Sleepy' came to an abrupt end.

"..."

Ding Yuan's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he was the one who had the cheek to call Uncle Yuan his father.

It is true that Uncle Xian's doting on Young Master Ping'an is the image of his father he longed for, and he was also envious of it for a while, but...

He covered his burning face, so ashamed that he didn't know what to do.

The slight sound of the door opening reached his ears.

He quickly lay down again, closed his eyes uneasily, and listened with his ears up, only to hear the sound of soft footsteps not far away, as if something was placed on the table, making a slight sound.

Her heart beat into her throat, her mouth was dry from nervousness, but the sound of footsteps did not leave, but approached the bed.

The familiar light aroma puffed into his nostrils, stirring up his memory of last night. In a trance, someone tucked up the quilt for him: "There is hangover soup on the table, remember to drink it when you get up."

Qiu Yunju looked at the eyelashes of the boy on the bed trembling, and smiled silently, without revealing it, but whispered a word of advice.

Just when he was about to leave, the boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. His dark pupils were astonishingly bright, and his cold white complexion turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Since I'm awake, I'll get up and drink the hangover soup."

Ding Yuan lowered his eyes in embarrassment, gave a soft 'hmm', then lifted the quilt, and was about to get up, but found that he was not wearing his own underwear. When he realized something, a gust of heat rushed straight to his forehead, It was so hot that his cheeks instantly turned red.

He didn't dare to look up, he hesitated and said: "I, my clothes..."

"I changed your inner clothes for you." Qiu Yun knew that the young man was shy, pointed to the neatly folded robes on the spring stool, turned around, and said as he walked, "Grandma Chen took the changed clothes to wash." , the clothes on the spring bench are mine, you wear them first."

It was still early, and the whole village was still shrouded in mist.

The birds in the mountains are singing, crisp and melodious, with a thousand turns; the smoke in the village is peaceful.

Qiu Yun went out of the room and came to the underground wine cellar in the backyard.

The wine cellar was dark, and he took out a fire pocket from his pocket, lit the torch, and strutting down the steps.

There are oil lamps on both sides of the wall, but they are not lit, only the torch in hand illuminates the square inch.

With the depth, the mellow aroma of the wine is intoxicating.

When he came to the ground, he put the torch on the shelf, and looked calmly at the killer in night clothes who was tied up and lying on the ground with his eyes closed, motionless, as if he had passed out.

"Are you still not going to speak?"

The clear voice echoed in the wine cellar.

The people on the ground slowly opened their eyes, looked up at the condescending man, and said hoarsely, "Who are you?"

Qingzhu couldn't figure it out, how could there be such a master in a rural mountain village? !

"Me?" Qiu Yun chuckled lightly, and raised her beautiful eyebrows: "An ordinary mountain villager."

"Impossible." Qingzhu's face was full of disbelief, not to mention the man's excellent martial arts, even the noble demeanor in his gestures, which is not something a villager can have.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Qiu Yun didn't intend to explain to him: "Who are you going to kill? Who is the person who sent you?"

"just kill me."

Qingzhu retracted her gaze, her mood was very calm.

"Why should I kill you?" Qiuyun walked past the wine rack, found the marked wine jar, tapped it with his fingertips, and said casually: "Even if you don't say it, I also know that the person who sent you is Ding Da. .”

As he said that, he turned around, locked the killer's eyes for a moment, and bent his lips without any fluctuations in emotion: "I said that you may not know, Da Ding, but I want to say that the young master you just recognized... "

Before he finished speaking, the killer's pupils shrank, his mind instantly understood, and he didn't ask any more questions. With a flick of his sleeve, he hit the killer with vigor, and immediately picked up two jars of wine, one left and one right, and blew out the torch. , just went out in the dark.

Although he didn't know whether the group of killers in the fate line became the current one because he didn't expose the longevity lock, but he already understood one thing, but he needed to confirm it again.

Walking out of the wine cellar with two jars of wine in his arms, Qiu Yun immediately saw Ding Yuan wearing ill-fitting robes and Sheng Pingan rinsing at the sink.

Seeing him, one big and one small stopped their movements at the same time. Sheng Pingan spit out the water in his mouth, wiped his face in a hurry, ran over excitedly, hugged his legs, and raised his bright eyes: "Father, this is Isn’t it the jar of wine I brewed?”

Qiu Yun couldn't move his hands, so he squatted down and rubbed Sheng Ping'an's head with his forehead: "Yes, you brewed the jar on the left, after breakfast, we'll go to town and send it to your grandparents' house, Let your grandmother and grandfather taste the wine we made safely, okay?"

"Going to see my grandfather today?" Sheng Ping'an's eyes widened, and then his white and tender face twisted into a ball, showing a tangled look: "But I just told Brother Yuan that I would like to learn how to make rabbits..."

"Don't be in a hurry to make up rabbits." Ding Yuan also hurriedly washed up, trotted over, shared a jar of wine, and coaxed softly: "I will teach you the same when I come back next time."

"Really?" Sheng Ping'an got the promise, and he didn't struggle anymore, and happily tugged on his father's cuff: "Then I will listen to my father."

Qiu Yun smiled, and brought a big and a small back to the front yard.

From the corner of his eyes, Ding Yuan saw that Ping An was pulling the corner of Uncle Xian's clothes, twisted his thumb and forefinger twice, and couldn't hold back, he also pulled the corner quietly.

Sensing the change, Qiuyun lowered his head and saw an extra hand on the wide sleeve. Looking up, he found the young man's cheeks flushed, and he looked calm--well, isn't it just a few sons, although this 'son' 'I'm older.

"Uncle Yuan, can I go with you?" Ding Yuan secretly delighted at Uncle Yuan's acquiescence, and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained, and he couldn't suppress it even if he wanted to.

"Yes." After Qiu Yun finished speaking, he said again: "It happens that I have something to ask you."

When they came to the front yard, Qiu Yun put the wine jar on the stone table and asked Ding Yuan to eat with him.

Ding Yuan said that he came to his house directly when he came back last night, and he didn't go back to see his sister-in-law, so he didn't ask him to stay.

After breakfast, Chen Zhongliang drove the carriage out, and Ping An leaned over to watch him put the two jars of wine into the carriage. Qiu Yun smiled and said to Mrs. Chen that a batch of new wine had just been placed in the wine cellar, and it needed to be sealed and fermented for a few days, so there was no need to go in and clean it .

After instructing Mrs. Chen, the wine was loaded into the carriage, Qiu Yun took Sheng Pingan to sit on it, and then picked up Ding Yuan, and then Chen Zhongliang drove the carriage towards Jingshui Town—in the carriage, Ding Yuan pulled it with his hand. He patiently taught Sheng Pingan to weave rabbits with a few pieces of grass.

The road was bumpy, Qiu Yun leaned on the carriage, looked at the older and younger sons who were interacting with each other with a smile on his face, and suddenly said: "Ding Yuan, are you and your elder brother real brothers?"

"Ah?" Ding Yuan raised his confused eyes and was taken aback for a moment. After realizing it, the corners of his lips slowly curled down, and the smile in his eyes also disappeared.

He lowered his eyelids, looked at the grass in his hand, was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "No. Dad picked me up. When I was picked up, I was already dying. Dad spent all the money in the family. It saved my life."

Qiu Yun's eyes fell on his clenched fist, "What about your parents? Why did you and your elder brother end up in Shengjia Village?"

"They...they're dead." Ding Yuan thought of his kind-hearted father who liked to drink secretly. Every time he found out that his father was drinking secretly, he would chase his mother and beat his mother. On the back of his hand, he choked up and said: "I only remember that there was a big fire that night. Many people rode on horses and killed the whole village. My parents hid me and my brother in the cellar and told us not to make a sound."

Sheng Ping'an realized that the atmosphere in the carriage was not right, so he put down the grass that he had just woven into ears, took out a clean white handkerchief from his bosom, pursed his lips and raised his hand to help Ding Yuan wipe away his tears.

Ding Yuan took Sheng Ping'an's hand and hugged him into his arms, as if trying to grab something, tremblingly said: "My brother and I hid in the cellar for an unknown number of days, and we didn't push the cellar away until we were so hungry. plank, but, only to find that father and mother..."

Ding Yuan couldn't continue.

Qiu Yun didn't even need to think about what happened.

He stretched out his hand to embrace the two of them in his arms, and softly ran his palm along Ding Yuan's back, "It's all over."

"It's my fault." Ding Yuan hugged Qiuyun's waist tightly, buried his head deeply in his chest, and took a deep breath, as if drawing strength, "Brother is right, I'm a disaster star, I can't die Parents and the whole village have been implicated. If it wasn't for me, maybe-"

"It's not your fault." Qiu Yun snorted and interrupted him, "The fault is those who killed people, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Really?" Ding Yuan raised his head, his dark eyes were washed with water, clear but dazed: "But brother said that those people will slaughter the village because of me."

"Why did he say that about you?"

Ding Yuan shook his head and leaned against Qiu Yun's arms.

The light breath filled his nostrils, and he murmured: "I don't know either. Maybe I'm a family member of a criminal who was exiled, because our village is on the border of Guanzhou."

Guanzhou is a barren land on the border, and has always been one of the places of exile.

It is normal for Ding Yuan to guess that his true identity is a criminal minister.

However, the current situation is turbulent, bandits are everywhere, and foreign enemies are rampant. Those who slaughtered the small village may not be related to Ding Yuan.

Feeling the suppressed gasp of the person in his arms, he gently stroked Ding Yuan's head: "The fish sculpture you gave before... I mean, you can make up a lot of animals, so why would you think of carving a fish as a gift?" What about me?"

"It's in my memory. When Dad picked me up, I was having a fever. When I woke up, I lost all my memory, only the fish... I think this 'fish' is very important to me, otherwise I wouldn't just remember this " Ding Yuan sniffed, and whispered embarrassedly: "I want to give you what I think is the most important thing."

Qiu Yun smiled lightly.

The laughter was so clear that it shook his chest and reached his ears.

"Father, I'm almost out of breath!"

Warmth was flowing in the carriage, and Sheng Ping'an's dull voice suddenly sounded.

Qiu Yun lowered his head, and saw that the son sandwiched between the two was sweating profusely, his cheeks were flushed, and his light smile turned into a big laugh.

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