The evil husband has facial paralysis

Ye Xiaoming left for more than a month.

Luo Jiliang planted some new flowers in the yard, watered them from time to time, and trimmed the branches. His legs and feet are already good.

He didn't like to drink medicine, and Ye Xiaoming watched by him on weekdays, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed it, the pain entered the depths.As soon as Ye Xiaoming left, her petty temper was revealed, and she discussed with Luo Ying in a low voice, understanding it with affection and acting with reason, Luo Ying hesitated, thinking that the medicine was really difficult to swallow, after all, it was the nature of a child , and agreed to him.Unexpectedly, the butler suddenly came in from the outside, saying that Ye Xiaoming had ordered him to watch him take his medicine carefully.

Luo Jiliang gave Luo Ying a guilty look, knowing that the housekeeper couldn't escape, frowning, he finally took the medicine, paused, and drank it wholeheartedly.

This Ye Xiaoming, no one is here, why do you care whether he drinks medicine or not!

The butler couldn't help smiling, and took out a pack of plums from his bosom: "This is plums. The young master said that good medicine tastes bitter, so I'm afraid it will taste bitter in your mouth. Just eat one and it'll be fine." Meizi threw it to him, and said coldly, "Give it to him." The butler smiled, but he seemed sincere.

Luo Jiliang's eyes darkened, and he took it.Twist one, it tastes sweet and sweet, indeed, the bitterness in the mouth dissipated all of a sudden.

Since he was a child, his father taught him not to be so squeamish, and never allowed him to eat some fruit to filter the bitterness in his mouth after taking the medicine. I went up the mountain and picked some fruits to moisten my mouth.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaoming is also such a careful person.He didn't show it in front of him, he had already noticed it.

Luo Jiliang stopped what he was doing and put the ladle away.The sun was shining brightly, and his face was also slightly hot from the sun, and looked flushed.A black shadow flew over suddenly, Luo Jiliang lowered his head, smiled and looked at the little guy who was climbing up swiftly while grabbing his trousers, and couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

During this time, he always thought of him inexplicably.

At first, he thought that the man was angry, so he left without saying a word, but after thinking about it carefully, he clearly told him again, and kept the little guy with him.Then I thought, what is that man busy with, so he never came back for a month?Is that person also so serious when he does things, or is he just talking and laughing and flirting with others?Or are the words so serious that people dare not look directly at them?

Thinking like this is like thinking about that person for a whole day.

It's really strange.

"Little boy." The little hedgehog curled up on his shoulders, lay down, and arched his neck with his nose, his eyes were wet, looking very pitiful.Luo Jiliang reached out and touched his head, smiling slightly.

The little guy doesn't seem to be growing up anymore, and the amount of food he eats every day is only a circle bigger than his original palm.Luo Jiliang thought he was sick, but apart from being a little small, the little guy was very energetic. After running around every day, he always took the trouble to find him, hugged him, and yawned lazily.Because of this, Luo Ying felt a lot of jealousy.

"It's a bit heavier." Luo Jiliang took him down and held him in his arms, "But did you steal the melons that Aunt Yun planted again?" Some melons and fruits.The little guy is also very smart, always going there to steal fresh food, was chased away a few times, but still persevered in stealing.Afterwards, Aunt Yun simply ignored him. She was no ordinary beast, so how could she beat and scold him casually?

Because of this, the little guy became more and more arrogant, and occasionally brought back a radish with a few small teeth marks on it, and hugged Luo Jiliang, looking at him with wet eyes.He looked pitiful and begged for praise.

The little guy was full and tired, so he ignored him.The little paws grasped Luo Jiliang's fingers, draped them softly, and lay docilely in Luo Jiliang's arms.

"You guy, did you let me raise a little pig?" Luo Jiliang raised his body and looked at him, "Every time after eating and drinking, I always look like that person, with a look of indifference." look."

The little guy turned his head away and arched, not in the mood to interact with him.

"You..." Luo Jiliang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and the little guy couldn't help it!

"My lord!" Luo Ying rushed over, her expression flustered, she couldn't wait to catch her breath, "I heard..."

"Don't worry." Luo Jiliang handed over a glass of warm water, "What's the rush?"

"Grandpa is here!"

"Butler Luo?" Nothing happened, how could Butler Luo come here? "What happened at home?"

"No, yes! Hey! No!" In the end is it or not?Luo Jiliang was dumbfounded by him.Luo Ying shook her head violently, her face turned red, and she couldn't speak clearly: "It's Grandpa who is coming! He wrote me a letter from home. It said in the letter, it said..." Luo Ying was talking, but her voice became quieter.

"What did you say?"

"Master, I told you not to be sad." Luoying stepped forward, grabbed Luo Jiliang's sleeve, and said hesitantly, "Grandpa said, the master and madam hugged a boy from the concubine's room. Son. I want to invite everyone to a banquet and announce it to the world."

Luo Jiliang was stunned for a moment, his face was pale, like five thunderbolts.

In fact, he can't blame his parents for this matter. He is the only son in the family, but he married far away.There is nothing wrong with finding a child to take care of them for the rest of their lives.

But he is still there, where is he going to put him by telling the world like this?

With a pale face, Luo Jiliang asked tremblingly, "Which family's child?"

"Master's cousin, Luo Yan, son of Luo Zhengmin."

Luo Yan has just turned ten years old, he is a child of elves, no worse than him at all.

"Master, don't scare me!" Luo Ying tightly grasped Luo Jiliang's sleeve, and hurriedly wiped Luo Jiliang's face with one free hand: "Master, don't cry, Yinger, Yinger is wrong!" Yes! Grandpa said they were coming to find you, so I panicked!"

Luo Jiliang gently pushed away Luo Ying's hand, raised his head, his face was covered with tears: "Don't call me young master."

"Master..." Luo Ying couldn't help but also started to cry, clutching Luo Jiliang tightly, "You are the young master! You will always be my young master! You are not allowed to say that... No!"

"Ying'er, I'm fine." Luo Jiliang wiped his face, covered his eyes, and smiled, but it was uglier than crying, "I'm not the young master of Luo's family, you make others laugh at you. Father And my mother... I was only a boy, but I was married to someone else and named the Ye family's surname. It is understandable for them to do so. I am holding on like this, but I seem impatient. Teach others to joke..."

"Who dares to laugh at you, young master!"

"Okay, Yinger, I just can't accept it for a while. It's okay. I've actually thought about such a thing a long time ago."

"Master..." The young master was already sad, why did he come to comfort him!Luo Ying cursed secretly in her heart, looked at Luo Jiliang, but was choked up and couldn't say anything more.Master and Madam, even if you have discussed it with the young master, the young master will not be so sad.It was clear that they were going to marry the young master to the Ye family before, so why does it seem to be the young master's fault?

"Did Steward Luo say anything else?"

"Grandpa said that Master and Madam are coming to Yancheng, and they probably will arrive in the day after tomorrow."

Luo Jiliang nodded, closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.The little guy in his arms seemed to feel something, he writhed uncomfortably, and flew out all of a sudden, and disappeared deep into the flowers after a while.

Luo Jiliang looked at the little guy who walked away, his eyes were dazed, and his lips were tightly pursed.