The story of raising a baby in the Yellow Chicken Villa of Sword Three

When we got to town, it was getting dark.Ye Mengqiu found the best inn and booked the best room. First, he asked his servants to change the bedding and bedding, and after cleaning carefully, he asked his daughter to take a bath, rest, and change clothes. He was also tired from the journey.

Naturally, as a good socialist young man, ah no, he is now middle-aged.He still couldn't maintain the posture of a capitalist and big landlord, and he asked Ye De and other servants to rest first when he was about to rest.

"Lang Jun, we're not tired." Ye De wiped off his sweat, "I just got here, but I need to rest. They and I will fix the carriage, and see if there is any delicious food nearby, and then look for some It's no fun."

"You guys are tired all the way. We came out and are not in a hurry to go back." Ye Mengqiu shook his head and said, "I know you have worked hard, since you are here. I see that the town is clear and the people are happy, so there should be nothing wrong. You should adjust first. One night, don’t be too busy, you’ll be exhausted instead. Let’s talk again”

"Besides... if there is anything else, my martial arts should be better than yours." Ye Mengqiu smiled lightly, "I know you have never been to Sichuan, and the food here is different from Jiangnan. Have a good rest. Don’t be exhausted. I won’t go out with Wu’er today, you can ask the store to prepare some porridge and side dishes. You should also rest early.”

"Lang Jun." Ye De wanted to say something, but in the end he replied respectfully, "I see, Lang Jun. I will talk to them."

Even if Mr. Lang is considerate of them, they can't slack off like this.

Anyway, at night, he will choose one or two servants to guard outside, and the rest will go to rest and rotate.He will naturally obey what Lang Jun says, but if he is made to ignore Lang Jun's safety and ignore his own identity, he... will still superficially obey.

Coaxing Xiao Wu to fall asleep, Ye Mengqiu didn't fall asleep right away.He took out his pen and ink and began to write a letter. Even though this ancient means of communication is far from developed, God knows when a letter will be sent back, but he still cares about the children in the villa.

Thinking that he was traveling in mountains and rivers, throwing heavy burdens on his children's shoulders, the guilt in Ye Mengqiu's heart became higher and deeper each time.He promised Wu'er that he would not break his promise to play until he had a good time, but he also wanted to show his care and concern for his sons.

At night, in the dead of night, he would start writing letters home.

Letter after letter, writing where he went and what interesting things he encountered.

One letter after another, one was for the boss, telling the boss not to concentrate on practicing kung fu and not pay attention to his body.

One is for the second child, saying that the second child can do it freely without restraint, and his management ability is absolutely superior to his own.

One was for the third brother, asking the third brother to listen to the elder brother and the second brother more, and promised to take him around to play around after returning home.

One was from the fourth child, writing what delicious food he ate, what kind of recipe he got, and asked the cook to cook something fresh for him when he came back.

When the four letters were finished, the night was very dark, and the deep melt could not be melted. I rubbed my temples, and my head hurt.

Standing up, walking to the window and looking at the darkness outside, my head hurt more and more.He rubbed it again, and it seemed that the problem could not be cured.

He woke up early the next morning, finished washing and dressing lightly, being careful not to disturb his daughter, Ye Mengqiu took out his notebook to write and draw, well, this journey has broadened his horizons a lot, for Hidden Sword Villa With new ideas.

Some things can be tried when we go back, and some plans can be adjusted.As it was written, Ye Mengqiu also forgot the time.

"Yeah, yeah are you awake?" Xiao Wu sat up, rubbing his sleepy eyes with his little hands, his voice was still full of sleepiness.

"Sleep for a while, it's still early." Ye Mengqiu walked to the bedside, touched the girl's little head, and said softly and fondly, "Children grow taller by sleeping more. Come on, it's still early."

"En." After hearing this, Xiao Wu fell onto the bed again with a thud, but his little hand firmly held Ye Mengqiu's hand, and would not let go even when he fell asleep.

Ye Mengqiu smiled helplessly, and could only sit quietly and close his eyes to think about what to do today and where to look.

When the daughter woke up, Ye Mengqiu took the servants to find a clean restaurant and ordered some special dishes. Of course, Ye Mengqiu also paid special attention to telling the restaurant not to be too spicy.

But... He was a little dazed when he saw the plates of dishes with red oil floating in them.

What the hell... isn't this called very spicy?

Before he could react, the hungry and ruthless Xiao Wu had already picked up the chopsticks to pick up the very beautiful and colorful dishes.

"Yeah, yeah, this is delicious. Yeah, this is delicious, too. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Hey, yeah, didn't I tell you that this would be spicy, why didn't you believe it?" Ye Mengqiu was also a little flustered. My daughter had never eaten spicy food before, so this time the stimulation would be too great.

"Obviously... obviously Yeye doesn't have much reaction." Xiao Wu looked at Yeye with tears in her eyes, "I thought, I thought it would be delicious."

"Silly boy, I haven't said it's spicy yet. I was thinking how to remove the spiciness, but you ate it first."

"It's spicy, it's spicy, it's spicy." Xiao Wu was about to cry, "Yeah, yeah, it's so spicy, I don't like it."

"No, have some food, it will be better." Ye Mengqiu felt distressed, and hurriedly asked the store to bring some tea, milk, etc. ? Hey, come on, don't cry."

"Hey, where are you country bumpkins? They don't even know how to eat these." Suddenly, a very rude child's voice came from the table next to him.

"Who's a country bumpkin?" Xiao Wu was about to draw her sword as soon as she slapped the table, but when she thought of her favorite Yeye by her side, she still showed an extremely aggrieved expression, "Yeye..."

"Don't worry about it." Ye Mengqiu was also a little angry, what the hell is a brat popping out of nowhere.What about tutoring?Where are the parents?

Fortunately, the parents really showed up at this time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my Erlang is really rude, please forgive me." The kind man beside him has stood up and apologized, while the little boy with long elves beside him is curling his lips unhappily.

"Nothing." Ye Mengqiu patted his daughter's head, "We are also new to Shu, so we are not familiar with it."

"No wonder it's a country bumpkin..." The brat continued to add fuel to the flames.

"Wu Le, shut up." The honest man lowered his face, his voice was stern, "You have to apologize, I didn't teach you such rudeness."

"I'm really sorry, Tang Aoxia, the dog was spoiled by me. I hope this gentleman will not take offense." Tang Aoxia pulled his arrogant son and tried to apologize.He could see that the man in front of him, Mr. Ye Meng Ye, had an extraordinary bearing and good looks, and he looked like a fairy in the sky, and the little lady next to him was also a beautiful woman with exquisite appearance.

Such a person would definitely not be an ordinary person.

"Children speak carelessly, so I naturally don't take it to heart. The next Ye... Meng." Ye Mengqiu showed his signature smile that seemed friendly but actually alienated and light to fool people.

The two adults were exchanging pleasantries, and Tang Wule, a brat, looked at Xiao Wu with a provocative and arrogant smile.Xiao Wu lowered his head, and cast a look of contempt, contempt, and ridicule at an angle Ye Ye couldn't see.

The electric light and flint are crackling, and the white heat is about to burn.

The author has something to say:

Today I feel very uncomfortable. I feel uncomfortable all over. When I hear the sound, I get irritable and want to get angry and want to throw things. I wish I could lock myself in a place where there is no sound.

I can only post these today, there is really no way to modify them, please bear with me, there should be no way to update them tomorrow.It's really uncomfortable...

Also, thanks

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