[Comprehensive film and television] Like a spring breeze

Yan Xun was wearing a pure white cloak, his complexion was still pale.

Sitting there, when he heard the person coming, he didn't even open his eyes, so he hummed lightly to show that he was listening.

"The property has been counted. Zuo Ting led people to take care of it. The masters and servants of other families have also dealt with it. The subordinates sent people to dig a hole in the back mountain and buried it."

Yan Xun still didn't speak, seemed to have fallen asleep, the young man licked his lips slightly, and continued: "It's just, it's just the young master of the Liu family, and he hasn't been found yet."

Yan Xun frowned slightly, but still didn't open his eyes, just said lightly: "Then go find it."

"Yes, yes!" The young guard said quickly: "The child is only four years old. There are high mountains and forests outside. Forgive him and he can't run far."

"Cheng Yuan." The low voice suddenly sounded, the young man was taken aback, and quickly agreed, Yan Xun finally opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and wise, and his tone was very calm: "Do you know why Da Wei fell to today's death?" Is it this level?"

The man named Cheng Yuan froze immediately, opened his mouth twice but said nothing.

"It's because they didn't decisively kill me when they killed me, do you understand?"

The sound of "bang bang" was heard immediately, and the young man immediately kowtowed to the ground and said in a panic: "This subordinate understands, understands."

……

As the sky gradually darkened, Yu Wenyue sighed, feeling very depressed.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and at this moment, he couldn't even get out of such a broken camp.

"Hmm..." A lazy soft hum sounded, Mu Yanshan slowly opened her eyes, and suddenly saw Yu Wenyue sitting next to her, her eyes flashed, a gleam of warmth suddenly flashed in her heart, she leaned on the bed and thought To sit up, with a little nasal voice "What time is it?"

Yu Wenyue didn't speak, but handed over a water bag.

Mu Yanshan took the water bag and just took a sip, but seeing Yu Wenyue was still looking at her, she accidentally choked on it.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Stupid." Yu Wenyue rolled her eyes, but patted her on the back lightly.

After coughing for a long time, she regained her energy. Mu Yanshan gave Yu Wenyue a hard look, then grabbed the water bag, took two gulps, rolled her eyes and curled her lips, saying, "I'm hungry."

In fact, just now Yu Wenyue went out to get food, but this meeting had a bad attitude, so she didn't want to give it to her.

Coldly snorted: "Am I your slave?"

"Slave?" Mu Yanshan gave him a slanted look: "It's just you, what would you do? You probably won't even be worth a penny if you sell it to the slave market like this."

Yu Wenyue stared at her obliquely, then hummed softly: "Are you worth money?"

"It's worth more than you anyway."

"Huh!" The two snorted coldly, and ignored each other.

"I'm really hungry." Mu Yanshan curled her lips and rubbed her stomach.

"The porridge is still cooking outside, eat some of this first." Yu Wenyue threw a cake to Mu Yanshan, and Mu Yanshan took a hard bite, muttering, "You're so stingy."

"Give it to me if you don't eat it."

"Eat, eat, eat."

"Wow!" Suddenly there was an earth-shattering cry of ghosts and gods, and I saw the child rushing towards Yu Wenyue's thigh like a vicious dog, and his tears and snot all rubbed on Yu Wenyue's clothes, crying loudly Said: "Daddy!"

All of a sudden, Yu Wenyue's handsome face seemed to be congested with blood, fiery red, and his expression could almost be expressed in the words panic for a while, and he looked at Mu Yanshan who was also stunned, and Yu Wenyue quickly said: "Who is there?" Is it your father? Let go! Or I will beat you!"

"Daddy!" The little boy was not as tall as Yu Wenyue's thigh, although he was small, he was very strong, hugging him desperately with both hands and feet, hanging on his lap, crying and shouting: "Daddy, Daddy. "

Such a small child might die with just one kick, but Yu Wenyue didn't dare to hit her, and couldn't push her away, and finally she turned her head and said to Mu Yanshan aggrieved, "I'm really not his father. "

He himself didn't know why he had to explain to Mu Yanshan, but looking at Mu Yanshan's slightly surprised but smiling eyes, he became more and more angry.

Mu Yanshan smiled back, but she also felt that this was a bit strange. How could a child suddenly appear here?

The child who was crying in a daze suddenly turned his head, as if he had just discovered Mu Yanshan in the room at this time, and saw that this woman had a delicate face and was the most beautiful person he had ever seen, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, looking It sounds very gentle.

The child pursed his mouth, stretched out his hand to Mu Yanshan in aggrieved manner, and yelled, "Mother..."

The corner of Mu Yanshan's mouth twitched, she froze in place, and then pulled the child into her arms.

With a smile in her eyes, Yu Wenyue murmured, "Daddy...Mother..."

"Daddy..."

"Don't call me Daddy again!" Yu Wenyue shouted angrily, but just after she finished speaking, she saw that the child was about to cry again, Yu Wenyue sighed and said helplessly: "If you don't call me this, just... Just let you stay."

Mu Yanshan smiled and squeezed the little face of the child in her arms, and coaxed: "Call me uncle, call me uncle and you can stay here!"

"Uncle...Uncle..." The child didn't seem to know what an uncle was, so he followed suit, seeing Zhuge Yue's expression soften slightly.

With a loud cry, she broke free from Mu Yanshan's embrace and rushed forward, hugging Yu Wenyue's neck, crying loudly, "Uncle, my lord...kill...father, mother...set fire...kill Mo Son... blood... woo... dead..." With just such a title, he regarded Yu Wenyue as a relative, and complained to him in tears.

There was no deep-seated hatred in that voice, maybe he didn't know what hatred is, he was just simply afraid, sad, and disliked, hated, but, these emotions that seem to be very indifferent at the moment must be In the years to come, it will change, take root, sprout, and grow into a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, full of seeds of revenge.

Mu Yanshan's eyes turned cold, and she frowned slightly.

Murder, fire prevention, chamber of commerce, traitor, Liu Xi...

Yan Xun!

"Dark One!"

"My lord, there was a rebellion in the Xianyang Chamber of Commerce. Yan Xun was furious and ordered to cut the weeds and root them out."

"I see." Mu Yanshan lowered her eyes and rubbed her fingers lightly. Xianyang Chamber of Commerce?That's Yan Xun's person, I don't need to take care of it, and I can't take care of it, I just suffer from the child.

"Uncle, I'm hungry."

The child was tired from crying, and his dark face was whitened by tears, which was very funny.

He broke the peace here with unceremonious words, bit his fingers, and protested to the relatives he had just met as a matter of course.

"Mo'er is starving to death."

Well, for the time being, leaving aside those sad emotions and the past, Yu Wenyue looked at this little guy who was not as tall as her own legs with a big head, frowned and said, "I'm hungry, what do you want to eat?"

"En..." The child frowned, thinking hard, and then asked, "Is there any abalone soup?"

With a black head, Yu Wenyue frowned and said, "No!"

None of this?

The child continued to ask: "Is there any roast pigeon in golden soup?"

Yu Wenyue's complexion was a bit ugly, and she said in a deep voice, "No."

"Do you have steamed shark's fin?"

"……No……"

"Not at all." The child frowned dissatisfied, looked suspiciously at the relative he had just recognized, and doubted the other party's financial ability with some depression: "Then, there must be golden roast suckling pig, right? Uncle, Moer is not a vegetarian..."

Yu Wenyue's face was going dark, and children can wink, so he immediately sighed, and said reluctantly: "Then...then...you can eat some braised pork, but...just want venison, I I don’t like to eat braised pork, and I can’t do enough with beef.”

Yu Wenyue was furious immediately, grabbed the child and said angrily: "Little brat! You are playing me!"

"Woo..." The child cried as soon as he could, and said aggrievedly while crying, "Okay, pork is also fine, uncle, you are so poor!"

This may be the first in the world, the first person to say that Yu Wenyue is so poor in front of Yu Wenyue.

Looking at them, Mu Yanshan suddenly felt better. She went outside and got a bowl of Xing'er white porridge that had just been boiled and said, "You haven't eaten all day, drink some porridge first, be careful not to burn it."

Aggrieved, the child picked up the bowl, then stuck out his little tongue and licked it lightly, as if the porridge was poisonous.

But after he took a sip, he was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the bowl and started to eat in big mouthfuls. "Sister, this porridge is really delicious!"

The child was smiling and very happy.

Mu Yanshan touched his head warmly, "Don't worry, drink slowly."

"Hey! Boy, don't call her sister." Yu Wenyue said in a deep voice with a dark face.

"En?" The child glanced at him, then ignored him and continued to drink porridge.

"Sister, it's really delicious."

"I told you not to call her sister." The child frowned, feeling a little annoyed at the man who interrupted his meal, and said with a frown, "What's that called? Mother?"

"What mother?" Yu Wenyue was a little annoyed, following a four-year-old brat in an awkward situation: "Don't yell if you tell me not to yell!"

"Hmph!" The child lowered his head and continued to eat.

"You!" Yu Wenyue was furious, Mu Yanshan hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and shook her head secretly.

Yu Wenyue snorted coldly, "I'm hungry too."

Mu Yanshan laughed, and resigned herself to putting a bowl of porridge in his hand, and sighed, "They are all little ancestors."

……

When I was away from home, the situation was not good, and I had to adapt to many things.

For example, at night, when a blanket is spread on the bed, Mu Yanshan is lying on one side, Yu Wenyue is lying on the other side, and the little one is lying in the middle.

Although there was a child between Yu Wenyue and Mu Yanshan, they were still a bit ambiguous, and the child smiled in satisfaction before lying down, and then said something that made people spurt blood.

"Daddy said he has something to do with mother at night, so he has not let Mo'er sleep with them for a long time."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Yu Wenyue was drinking water when she was choked and coughed loudly.

Mu Yanshan also blushed, slapped the child on the head lightly and said, "There are so many words, go to bed quickly."

"kindness!"

Knowing that she was not angry, the child raised his head and smiled, got into the quilt a few times, and closed his eyes happily.

Feeling that the blanket on the child was kicked off by him, Mu Yanshan stretched out her hand, wanting to pull the quilt for the child.

But just as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly touched a slender finger.

In an instant, like an electric shock, Mu Yanshan wanted to withdraw her hand but Yu Wenyue clenched it tightly. Her fingertips were cold, but Mu Yanshan's face turned red.

"What are you doing?"

"Why did you touch me?"

"That was careless."

"I was not careful either."

"let go."

"Who knows if you'll take advantage of me while I'm asleep in the second half of the night."

"Taking advantage of you?" Mu Yanshan sneered, shaking off Yu Wenyue's hand that was holding her.

Yu Wenyue's face darkened, and she covered the two of them with quilts with a cold face. The air in the tent was a bit weird, no one spoke, and only slightly deep breathing could be heard, which sounded softly in the tent. Occasionally, there were children's voices. click mouth sound.

Life is really a wonderful thing.

"So this is the life Xiao Ce talked about..." Mu Yanshan murmured.

"Sleep!" Yu Wenyue yelled violently, with a gloomy face, Mu Yanshan glanced at him secretly, hugged the child tightly in her arms, and closed her eyes.

It is better to stay away from the angry Mr. Yuwen.

The author has something to say: The reasons for not updating the article in the past two days:

⒈Recently, I have been suffering from fever, injections, over and over again, and usually have to work, so I don’t have much energy to code words.

[-]. Comments tell me to read more books by other authors, and I am currently reading them

⒊In response to the questions raised, revise the text...

⒋ The glass heart is broken, repairing...

⒌If you want to send me bombs, I'll wait!

In addition:

⒈I didn’t sign a contract, didn’t enter V, updating is not an obligation, those who have been reading this book know that I will not update for more than 5 days, the update is also delayed because of some things that must be dealt with, I hope everyone understands.

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⒋The writing is purely for interest, if you don’t write well, don’t worry about it. I have already said that if you don’t like it, don’t let me know. I will be sad. If someone sees and likes your contribution, that is enough.

⒌This book has been half a year now, and I have written almost 57 words about Shan'er. She is like my child. I hope to give her all the good things. I don't want her to be insulted. Write about Xiaobai everyone Saying that she has no brains, writing other things and saying that she is depressed, I don't know what to do, I can only grit my teeth and go down this road, but when I see people using various words to abuse her and belittle her Even when they brought me along, I was cowardly, and I didn't dare to describe her anymore, I was really afraid, I was afraid that she would fall into the dust and be demoted to nothing.

⒍Difficult to say, I have been accepting everyone's opinions, constantly correcting my writing direction, I try my best to complete, I know that I am not as good as other authors, but I am working hard, I only think about my heart Shan'er is brought to you, I hope you like it.

⒎Whether you say I am hypocritical or glass-hearted, I have always wanted to say these things today, no matter what you think, thank you for your collection, thank you for your support, thank you all.

Finally, Joker Xue's "What Do You Want From Me" was given to the little ancestors.