The identity of the child's father seems unusual

A few days later, the wrinkled and thin-skinned monkey became plump quickly as if it had sucked up water, and it seemed that the water could be squeezed out with a light pinch.The eyelashes are thick and long, and the soft touch feels like velvet when it passes through the palm of your hand.It's so delicate that it doesn't look like a baby just a few days old, Jing Zhaoqiu commented.

The ugly duckling has upgraded to the white swan.

Jing Zhaoqiu poked the little dimples on the child's cheeks with his hand, and laughed when he touched it, as if a switch had been installed.Turning his head, Yi Zhiyu saw Jing Zhaoqiu's actions, and shook his head helplessly.

"Take it easy...don't make him cry later."

Jing Zhaoqiu hugged Jiujiu, didn't realize his mistake at all, and pointed it out to Yi Zhiyu.

"Look at our son, he doesn't cry no matter how funny he is!"

Yi Zhiyu had no choice but to have such an unreliable father who insisted on making his son cry.

"You can't tell if you don't cry. I really don't know how to say hello. If you really cry later, you should cry a little bit."

Jing Zhaoqiu glanced at him unhappily: "Jiu Jiu has been born for so long, and as a father, I have never heard him howl. The children of other families howl like thunder every day, with a loud voice. Our Jiu Jiu keeps humming. I’ve never heard of it before. Isn’t it normal, do you want Wen Tianzhen to take a look?”

The more Jing Zhaoqiu said, the more serious he became, and the more nervous he felt.

"Why didn't you cry?"

Jing Zhaoqiu was surprised: "Yes? Why don't I remember?" He didn't go out these few days, and he stayed with Jiujiu almost every day.

Yi Zhiyu tapped Jing Zhaoqiu's forehead, and took Jiujiu over: "When he was born, he cried very loudly. Unfortunately, you didn't hear it."

"Oh! I haven't seen it before." Disappointed, Jing Zhaoqiu lightly poked the smile on Jiujiu's face, looking like an unreliable father.Probably feeling that this unreliable father really wanted him to cry, Jiujiu suddenly opened his throat and howled out of face.

Crying loudly, Jiujiu cried until his whole face was wrinkled into a walnut, his eyes were red, Jing Zhaoqiu retracted the hand that needed to be beaten, and bowed with both hands together, extremely regretful.

"Baby, your father and I were wrong! I shouldn't have thought of making you cry. Jiujiu, don't cry, don't cry."

Yi Zhiyu patted Jing Zhaoqiu's wicked hand away, and gently shook Jiujiu in his arms, until Jiujiu gradually stopped crying, but his mouth was still flat, and there were still some gold beans on the corners of his eyes.Yi Zhiyu wiped off the cat urine with a brocade handkerchief, turned his head, and said to Jing Zhaoqiu dumbfounded, "Look, you're really crying now."

Jing Zhaoqiu covered his face and regretted, "I was wrong, really wrong. It turns out that children cry so hard."

"That's why Jiujiu has a good temper. If you poke him every day, he won't cry, but will laugh happily at you."

"I was really wrong." Jing Zhaoqiu kissed Jiujiu's forehead, "Father will never dislike Jiujiu and stop crying."

When the child fell asleep, Yi Zhiyu put him in the cradle, and suddenly said to Jing Zhaoqiu, "We will move back in a few days."

"Ah, okay." Jing Zhaoqiu replied casually, just about to lie down and take a nap, when he realized what Yi Zhiyu said, he sat up abruptly, "Move back? Where?"

"Yi Family."

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Jing Zhaoqiu was a little nervous.Looking out from the small window of the carriage, you can see the bustling scene of the capital along the way.Bustling to and fro, the green bricks and red tiles of pavilions, terraces and pavilions along the way are full of voices coming and going, and all kinds of yelling are mixed together.Jing Zhaoqiu didn't have many chances to come out, and the feeling of walking through the busiest section of the morning market was particularly profound.Today Yan Chi acted as a groom, while driving, he also answered Jing Zhaoqiu's questions.For the first time, Jing Zhaoqiu knew that these shops were actually owned by the Yi family.

Gradually, the pedestrians became less and less, but the scenery became more and more exquisite, and all the passers-by were rich and embroidered households.Jing Zhaoqiu also lived in this kind of luxurious mansion before, but he was still not familiar with the mansions nearby.There is no other reason, most of the people who live here are upstarts, but many noble families live in another street.

There is a clear distinction between the two.

The carriage stopped in front of a house.Jing Zhaoqiu got out of the carriage, and in front of the door was a pair of stone-carved Pixiu. The wall was built extremely high, and the green bamboo and rose vines planted in the wall jumped over the high wall, showing a bit of vitality.The main gate is very exquisite, but extremely low-key, not ostentatious at all, far inferior to those mansions he passed by, and even inferior to the style of the Jing family.The wealth of Yifu is not revealed on the surface. In a capital where dragons and tigers have made many enemies, being too public is not a correct strategy.

There are three or two servants at the door.An old servant was sweeping the fallen leaves. When he saw someone approaching from a distance, he stopped and looked around. He didn't call out to others until he saw Yan Chi clearly driving the car. .

When Yi Zhiyu got off the carriage, all the servants were so frightened that their eyeballs almost fell out. It wasn't until the leader knocked on the head one by one that they all reacted, looking joyful.The whole family pointed to the master's return. After such a long time, the master finally came back. They were so happy.

Everyone bowed and bowed in unison: "Good morning, third master!"

Jing Zhaoqiu was startled by the uniform movements.Hey, good guy, what's going on.The sound was so loud that it woke up Chiu Chiu in Jing Zhaoqiu's arms.Jiujiu trembled his eyelids, opened his shiny black eyes, and blinked.

As a result, when all the servants saw the child in Jing Zhaoqiu's arms, their jaws dropped in shock.This doll looks strangely like the third master when he was a child. The third master has been missing for so long. Could it be that he is going to have a baby?

As for Jing Zhaoqiu, who was holding the child, they had already regarded him as the person who took care of the child.No one doubted that he was the father, there was no way, since he looked so much like the third master, he was naturally the third master's child.The child already has a father, so could there be two more?

When Jiu Jiu woke up, Jing Zhaoqiu naturally threw Jiu Jiu into Yi Zhiyu's arms.Yi Zhiyu took it skillfully, and the movements of holding the child were more standard than Jing Zhaoqiu's.Everyone was shocked again, and this time they were even more sure that the child belonged to the third master.

It's not the child of the third master. The third master has thrown it out a long time ago. Can he still hold it in his arms?Just kidding...

It's not a problem to be blocked at the door, especially now that the temperature is starting to rise after the early morning, Yi Zhiyu glanced at Yan Chi, Yan Chi understood, and immediately told the person at the door.

"Remove everything from the car and send it to the master's house. Be careful not to damage it."

The two entered the gate together.It's just that the moment you step through the door, the servants are full of imagination.Hey, what is the identity of that young man?How can you walk with the third master?It's true that the sun is coming out from the west, so maybe it's a prince of the Hou family, but it's not right.The third master doesn't quite walk with those noble people.

Before entering the main hall, the news of Yi Zhiyu's return had spread throughout the entire Yi family.Surprised or fearful or happy, everyone has a different look.Yi Shishi's immature face showed a hint of complacency, and Yi Chengli, who had been swaggering in front of him just now, was instantly dumb, no longer in the mood for theory.People from other branches all had a disillusioned look on their faces. Damn it, if they don't come back sooner or later, why should they come back at this time?

This must be intentional, to make them do things and enjoy the benefits of fishermen.It can be seen that he clearly wants to pick up a ready-made bargain!

So treacherous!

Yi Zhiyu's subordinates and all the servants of the house also knew about it, and they all rejoiced, and they finally didn't have to be angry with these branch masters.Although the third master has a bad temper, he never intentionally changes his ways to punish them. As long as he is obedient and serious, the third master has no leisure and effort to deliberately make things difficult for others.

Deliberately embarrassing a servant?The third master would not do such boring and vulgar things.

When the old lady who was reciting Buddhist scriptures heard the news, she suddenly opened her eyes, and suddenly stood up from the futon where she was kneeling.The muddy eyes became much clearer, she put down the wooden fish, straightened her clothes, and called the maid.

"Go, help me to have a look."

Even Wen Xiu'er, who originally wanted to cook some supplements for the old lady to please, sat up immediately, no longer caring about supplements or not, and called a girl to fix her makeup and comb her hair first.

When Jing Zhaoqiu entered the main hall, there was a crowd of people either standing or sitting.Jing Zhaoqiu was startled, and whispered into Yi Zhiyu's ear, "You have too many people in your family." Such a wide hall could barely stand.

"Not from my family." Yi Zhiyu denied, but saw the old lady sitting at the head of the hall saying to Jing Zhaoqiu, "That's the old lady."

old lady?Then I must not be called... mother-in-law?

"Just call the old lady."

Jing Zhaoqiu nodded, indicating that he understood.Yi Zhiyu held Jing Zhaoqiu's hand, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked forward step by step until he stopped on the left side of the old lady - the head.

The chair was very wide, more than enough for two people to sit on, Yi Zhiyu pulled Jing Zhaoqiu and squeezed them together.

As for the audience, the originally noisy discussion sound was completely silenced the moment the two appeared, and the quiet needle could be heard falling on the ground.Everyone tried their best to hide their surprise from their faces, but they still showed a stupid and dazed look.

What was stunned was not only the mysterious reappearance of Yi Sanye one year after his disappearance, but also the performance of Yi Sanye at this time.

Oh my god, is that man who can smile, talk softly to people around him and coax the child in his arms, really Mr. Yi?Don't be someone who looks exactly the same as an impostor!

Mr. Yi can laugh - it's just a fantasy.

They all still remember the story of Mr. Yi scaring the crying child.Such a small ball of dolls, which parent is so big-hearted, actually sent it to Mr. Yi, isn't he afraid that his hand will slip and accidentally pinch the child to death?

No, no, isn't it even more surprising that Yi San would hug other people's children?He didn't just throw the child away?

Now, everyone thought of a more terrifying thing.

This child should not belong to the third master.

The old lady naturally also saw this child who looked very similar to Yi Zhiyu, but the old lady was careful, and she also noticed that the other half of the child looked very similar to the handsome young man next to Yi Zhiyu, if it wasn't for the fact that he was indeed a good boy. The old lady would suspect that Yi Zhiyu had a child with this man if he didn't hold it back.

"This is……"

Before the old lady could finish speaking, Yi Zhiyu replied directly: "My son." There was subtle complacency in his tone.

really!This turned out to be the third master's child!

What?The third master is not that impotent? ! !Someone who had given Yi Zhiyu a beauty before suddenly thought of this question.There are rumors in the market that the infirmity of Third Master Yi turned out to be fake.

The old lady looked at the chubby child, and felt infinite pity in her heart. This child really looked like Yi Zhiyu when he was a child.She kind of wants a hug.

"Can I..."

Yi Zhiyu slightly turned the child to the side, and unconsciously dodged a little, the old lady's palms turned cold, did she have any feelings...Jing Zhaoqiu discovered this, poked Yi Zhiyu's arm, took the child, and put Jiujiu hugged the old lady.

"Old lady, you hug him."

The old lady's face showed a look of surprise, her fingers trembled slightly, but she hugged the child firmly.The soft and waxy appearance, reflected in the eyes, immediately softened the old lady's heart.

"He looks really good, how can he have such a good appearance. Does he have a name?" The old lady raised her head and asked Jing Zhaoqiu.Although he didn't know Jing Zhaoqiu's identity, but judging from his ability to grab Bai Yi Zhiyu directly, he knew that his status in Yi Zhiyu's heart was not low.

Jing Zhaoqiu kissed Jiujiu's limp and boneless little claws, and said with a light smile, "My big name is Yi Heng, and my nickname is Jiujiu."

"Chirp? This is cute. Chirp..." The old lady teased the child affectionately. The two of them acted as if no one was there, looking at the crowd like floating clouds. After a while, she seemed to suddenly think of something and asked Jing Zhaoqiu, "Young master, who are you? "

he is?Jing Zhaoqiu was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.His current status...it's really hard to say.He Yi Zhiyu has done everything, but what is it.wife?He is not a woman.companion?It has not been officially announced to the world... Alas, Jing Zhaoqiu is a bit at a loss as to what to do.

The scene was dead silent for a while, and the old lady realized that she probably asked a question that shouldn't be asked.Hastily remedied: "My wife is not good..."

Yi Zhiyu spoke at this moment.

"His name is Jing Zhaoqiu." After a pause, he continued to say the next half sentence, but Jing Zhaoqiu suddenly interrupted Yi Zhiyu, and rushed to say, "Yes, my name is Jing Zhaoqiu. Jing Zhaoqiu." As for other things, he refused to say too much. Said, he poked Yi Zhiyu's arm to tell him not to speak.

He suddenly didn't want to reveal their identities in such a scene.

The old lady was stunned, what does this mean.Yi Zhiyu, who was standing behind Jing Zhaoqiu, closed his mouth quietly, his eyes were in a silent dead sea, and some fluctuations were only hidden under the deep water.