I raised a husband in ancient times

From then on, Lu Yiming found that whenever he brought up the baby, Little Xingxing would pay more attention to them, for fear that if he was not careful, Little Corn would be bullied by him.

Lu Yiming was quite open about this, although he did prefer brothers like little stars, but he was his child after all, so why would he often bully him.

The newborn baby looks different every day. The little corn that was wrinkled like a raisin when it was born has long since disappeared, replaced by a pink and flushed little face. Due to the helplessness of being unable to move, the little corn is often taken away by the Lu family. The people in the house are bullied, especially Little Xingxing.

Now Pei Xing is fully recovered, but he spends most of his time on Little Corn. The first thing he does when he wakes up every day is to look at Little Corn. With spare time, he quickly makes Little Corn’s small clothes. The last thing before going to bed The thing is to look at the little corn.

Lu Yiming felt more and more that his status as a husband seemed to have declined a bit.

"This face is so comfortable to the touch, husband, do you want to try it?"

Following his words, Lu Yiming lowered his head and glanced at the little guy lying in his arms. He didn't have any special reaction to Fu Lang's actions, and he obviously didn't understand the adults' actions with his eyes open with ignorance of the world.

Following Little Xingxing's will, he stretched out his hand and pinched, perhaps with a little force, leaving a red mark on Little Corn's elastic face, which was clearly visible.

Seeing that the little guy was about to cry, Lu Yiming quickly stuffed the little corn into Pei Xing's arms, the original aggrieved look disappeared all of a sudden, Lu Yiming took it, and with a flick of his mouth, he seemed to cry again, and finally hugged him in Pei Xing's arms .

Lu Yiming's head is full of black lines, is this Porcelain?

Pei Xing was dumb, and he murmured in a low voice: "My husband is too harsh."

Lu Yiming raised his brows lightly when he heard the sound of distress that didn't sound like a reproach, and he turned his eyes on Xiaomai's body along his chest and moved up to the other's lowered eyes.

Speaking of which, what Little Corn looks most like Little Star is this pair of natural and pure almond eyes, which are translucent and lifelike.

Perhaps it was because Lu Yiming's gaze stayed too long, Pei Xing turned his head to look at him, with confusion and doubts.

Lu Yiming was inexplicably bewitched, approached him and kissed him on the corner of his eyes, looked at him with burning eyes, and said without beginning or end: "It's been a month and a half today."

They didn't have many relatives and friends present in Jiangzhou Prefecture, so Little Corn's full moon wine was not a big event, but the family kept things simple in accordance with the customs of Wuhe Village.

Now that my husband mentioned the time again, I thought about the recent matter of the full moon wine, and said hesitantly, "Hmm... the little corn has grown up for half a month?"

Seeing the clear water that looked exactly like the little guy, Lu Yiming remained silent and didn't speak again.

Forget it, just wait.

……

It's mid-October after several autumn rains, and the weather has completely turned cooler.

Today's rare weather is sunny, Lu Yiming plans to make a foldable cradle cart for Little Corn.

The materials were also customized some time ago, and they were delivered in the morning, just in time.

He had just fixed the base when another group of people came outside the door.

A yamen servant handed the letter and the guide to Lu Yiming: "Congratulations to Lu Juren, the list of tribute wine is down, and we will leave immediately at the beginning of the month."

If it wasn't for Cao Yi's letter from the capital, he would have almost forgotten about it.

But looking at the situation, it seems that Zhaixingjiu has successfully entered the shortlist. As long as the emperor summons them and announces to the world, Zhaixingjiu will really gain a foothold. At that time, he will not need to do anything. Other wine shops in Jiangzhou Prefecture that imitate their wines Will be thrown away a lot.

Lu Yiming gave each of the three yamen servants a pot of star picking wine, and added some broken silver: "Thank you for the good news, my lord."

Sending the letter and leading the way alone is enough, and Lu Yiming didn't expose their intentions. After all, this is considered a happy event, so there is no need to worry about it so much.

Seeing Lu Yiming being so upbeat, the smiles of the three people became a little more sincere. They hurriedly put the money in their hands into their skirts, and the leader reminded Lu Yiming: "The time is scheduled for the third day of November. Due to the rush of the trip, my lord Instruct me to arrive in Shangjing before December without any delay, and Master Lu should make preparations early."

"Thank you for reminding me."

After sending a few officials out, Lu's father, Lu's mother and others surrounded him.

When Lu Yiming agreed to report this matter earlier, he had already said that when they came to Beijing this time, they were acting as a whole family. Father Lu, Mother Lu, Little Xingxing, Little Corn and Lu An all went together, but the housekeeper had to stay. Take care of the affairs of the restaurant.

They came to Beijing this time because of the tribute wine. Lu Yiming planned to open the Zhaixing Winery to the capital, so manpower was unavoidable.

Secondly, the matter of the Lu family has not been resolved, and the border town is close to the capital, so Father Lu can take Lu An back to meet the main family by the way.

As for San, Lu Yiming doesn't want to be separated from Little Xingxing and Little Corn for so long. It will take one and a half months to go back and forth this time, not to mention the time for the emperor's summoning. Wouldn't it be a joke if he didn't recognize his big daddy?

A brief family meeting was held, and Lu Yiming continued the work at hand, and this thing had to be packed away. He didn't want Fulang to have to hold the little guy all the time, his hands were so sore that he couldn't give it to him... ummah.

After all, he had to travel at least twenty days, and he was not a monk.

Although it's almost there now.

Putting away his resentment, Lu Yiming glanced at the person who was teasing Little Corn, but the latter didn't know it.

The folding rocking car is built with a mortise and tenon structure. Nails were rarely used in ancient times, which is a lot of inconvenience. For example, how is this piece inlaid?

Just as he was still wondering which one the piece in his hand matched, a half-big hand held the wood and handed it to him.

"Cousin, here you are."

Lu Yiming was a little surprised when he saw Lu An. This person seldom strikes up a conversation with him, unless he met in the study or before and after dinner, and nodded his acquaintance.

Surprised by surprise, he still reached out to take it: "Thanks."

After the two were put together, Lu Yiming picked up the other one, took another hand in front of him, and handed him the matching wooden stick. He glanced at the other party and said nothing more.

After everything was assembled, Lu Yiming stretched himself out, seeing people hesitant to speak, and said bluntly, "Tell me, what's the matter."

With such a simple five words, if it wasn't for the time spent together, Lu An would feel that Lu Yiming looked down on him.

Overcoming the psychological barrier, Lu An took a breath, held his sleeves and raised his head to look directly at him: "Cousin really wants to go to the border town to meet grandma when he sees His Majesty?"

Lu Yiming could understand the other party's uneasy mood.

Speaking of which, Lu's father had already broken up with the Lu family. In fact, their family had nothing to do with the head of the Lu family. If these things were involved, it would be detrimental to Lu Yiming's business and scientific research.

Lu Yiming shook his head: "Before arriving in the capital, we will divide into two groups. I will hire someone to take you and Dad there. You don't need to wait with me in the capital."

Lu An was dumbfounded, he was too impatient, today Lu Yiming said he would go to the border town, he thought they were all going as a family, now he heard what the other party said, he felt a little annoyed.

The other party was different in front of Lu's father and Lu's mother than in front of him. Lu Yiming recalled the appearance of the other party when he first met Lu An. He sighed. After all, he was only a child in his teens. The self-esteem of the other party is what makes people remember to this day.

He doesn't care about treating strangers, but he still needs to say a few words to his own family. Lu Yiming raised his hand and patted his head lightly: "I'm sorry about what happened that day."

After saying this, Lu Yiming pushed the foldable pram to the children's room, leaving Lu An in a daze, waiting for the cool wind to blow away the temperature that had covered his head with his big palm just now, before he reacted, touched the top of his head, Split a smile.

In fact, my cousin is a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, right?

……

Having spent more than a month with Little Corn, Lu Yiming discovered a pattern: the little guy likes to listen to him talk.

As for how it felt?Every time he spoke, the little guy's eyes would look in his direction, even when his husband was holding him.

However, as Little Corn gradually grew up, he had a bad habit of scratching his face frequently, resulting in inexplicable scratches on his face, which made the whole family feel distressed when they saw it.

Because of this, Lu Yiming is sitting solemnly next to the nursery car and telling a fairy tale - "The Three Little Pigs": "Mother Pig has three children, and the boss yells..."

A 1.9-meter-old man sits on a small bench no bigger than his buttocks, and tells stories while rocking the cradle, which looks quite...harmonious.

Facts proved that Lu Yiming's guess was correct. As soon as he heard his voice, Little Corn stopped what he was doing, calmed down and stared at him, like a qualified listener.

"Behind the mountain lives a big bad wolf..."

Lu Yiming's deep and magnetic voice was especially clear in the quiet autumn afternoon. This kind of scene was warm and harmonious, and people passing by the children's room felt that time seemed to slow down a lot at this moment.

That doesn't include a certain eavesdropping rabbit, though.

Little Xingxing's postpartum depression came on fiercely, which startled Lu Yiming.

How did he find out?

Of course, it was discovered that Little Xingxing was secretly drinking wine in the room, washed up early and lay down with his back facing him, pretending to be asleep even though his mouth was pouting.

How is this going?

Why are you in a bad mood after dinner?

He recalled what happened today, there was nothing abnormal, so it was the little star's problem?

Thinking of his prenatal depression, he deeply felt that postpartum depression was a big deal.

Regardless of Little Xingxing's awkward expression, Lu Yiming stretched his arms and pulled him into his arms, coaxing him like a little corn: "Why are you unhappy? Tell me about it as a husband."

The face of the person in his arms was reddish and his eyes were blurred. Pei Xing, who was getting drunk, tilted his head along with his strength, leaning on his shoulder and couldn't get up. His unsteady breathing showed that the person was not completely drunk yet.

Little Xing Xing pretends to be asleep with wine?

Lu Yiming laughed lightly, and broke his chin, not allowing him to escape: "Huh?"

Under the dim light, the man's slender and curly eyelashes trembled, and his eyeballs kept moving, but if he didn't open his eyes to look at him, Lu Yiming's eyes were fixed on his moist lips, and his eyes were dark. If he moved, he attached it without hesitation, pried open the other's clenched teeth, and conquered the city.

"Hmm... Take it easy, my lord."

Pei Xing gasped for a long time, his closed eyelids opened a crack, his eyes became more blurred, different from before, this time it was obviously bright.

Lu Yiming's hand took the opportunity to open his shirt, trying to reach in, but was gently pinched by a pair of catkins.

He raised his head and looked at the person, Pei Xing's face was smeared with red, as if he was really drunk: "Husband, the doctor said it's okay..."

Escape in this way?

Lu Yiming licked the water stains at the corner of his mouth, and he answered Pei Xing with the rustling sound of his clothes being taken off. As for other questions, I will ask them tomorrow.

After a long time, Fulang's soft voice seemed to come from the sky. This time he was probably really drunk. He hugged Lu Yiming's neck and rubbed it, and said aggrievedly: "Why does my husband only tell Xiaomai The story, my good brother never told me..."

Warm breath came to his ears, Lu Yiming was blown away by the sudden "good brother", his movements stopped, and his deep-rooted brain restarted.

This is the reason for not being happy before explaining?

Lu Yiming looked down at the person trapped under him, because his pause was writhing restlessly, his pretty brows were frowned, as if he didn't understand why he stopped suddenly.

So Fu Lang is depressed today because he caught him telling stories to Little Corn... jealous?

Eat the vinegar of baby corn.

If this doesn't explain it, it's better to explain it... Lu Yiming's eyes looking at Pei Xing are even hotter than before.

The danger signal was obviously noticed by Pei Xing, his brain, which was originally drunk, cleared up for a moment, and he wanted to get out and escape.

Originally, he was concerned that Little Xingxing's new body was not messed up, but now that someone with disheveled hair, flushed face and eyes full of love said so, Lu Yiming was a complete beast.

"Little Xingxing, don't be afraid."

Pei Xing looked at the man who was leaning down, and was stunned for a moment. In fact, it was fine if the husband didn't say anything, but he was even more afraid when he said it...

There is a huge difference in strength, the poor rabbit has no choice but to throw away his helmet and armor under the chase of the big bad wolf, and regret it too late.

The author has something to say: In order to make up for this scene, um cough... I went to a certain place to watch some... um cough.

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