The identity of the child's father seems unusual

Jing Zhaoqiu changed into a wedding dress, and his tall and tall figure was reflected in front of the bronze mirror.He tore at the clothes, only to find that although the material was smooth, soft and shiny, upon closer inspection, he could see that the handwork of the clothes was a bit rough, as if they were sewn by a third-rate tailor.He said casually: "This tailor's hands are too rough, and the threads of the clothes haven't been cleaned."

After Jing Zhaoqiu finished speaking, he couldn't hear Yi Zhiyu's response for a long time. He was a little puzzled, and when he turned to look at Yi Zhiyu, he found a strange expression on his face.

"what happened to you?"

Yi Zhiyu had no expression on his face, but he looked at Jing Zhaoqiu with a sense of grievance.Since Yi Zhiyu recovered, Jing Zhaoqiu hadn't seen this expression on his face for a long time, and was a little surprised for a while.This kind of stubbornness with an indistinct grievance was only seen on Yi Zhiyu's face when he became smaller and lost his memory. At that time, he used this harmless face to trick Jing Zhaoqiu into a bowl of noodles.

At this time, although Yi Zhiyu's teenage face was not as pitiful, it also made Jing Zhaoqiu feel guilty.

Could it be that he said something wrong?Jing Zhaoqiu self-reflected, and in the end he could only think that maybe the clothes that Yi Zhiyu spent so much time finding someone to make were rejected by him, but there was no need to be wronged.Although the grievance was not obvious, Jing Zhaoqiu was aware of it immediately.

Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, Jing Zhaoqiu immediately said: "The clothes are very good, I like everything you prepared."

After finishing speaking, he felt Yi Zhiyu's face gradually brighten.Jing Zhaoqiu let out a sigh of relief, but added at the end, "However, don't look for this tailor next time." Jing Zhaoqiu repeatedly said to Yi Zhiyu that next time, don't use this less-than-skilled tailor.

Then, the face of the person he had just coaxed became elongated again.Jing Zhaoqiu couldn't figure it out, and a guess came up in his heart, the tailor couldn't be Yi Zhiyu, could he?

This thought made Jing Zhaoqiu terrified.I remember that at the beginning, he instructed Yi Zhiyu to learn how to make clothes, but the craftsmanship was mediocre. After such a memory, Jing Zhaoqiu suddenly felt that this guess was very possible.Jing Zhaoqiu touched the clothes again and looked at them for a long time, looking at the rough handwork, it looked more and more like Yi Zhiyu's handwriting.

Jing Zhaoqiu really didn't expect Yi Zhiyu to have such a heart.At the beginning, I asked Yi Zhiyu to sew clothes, it was to save money in a difficult time, but now it is not the situation of that day, so naturally I don't need to worry about this kind of thing.No wonder the decorative pattern on the clothes is so simple, presumably Yi Zhiyu really can't figure it out.As for the flowers blooming side by side, it may have been embroidered by a skilled embroiderer.

Realizing that Yi Zhiyu probably sewed this wedding dress himself, Jing Zhaoqiu immediately changed his position without principle, and suddenly felt that there was nothing more beautiful than this dress.

"I think this wedding dress is simply too perfect." Jing Zhaoqiu said these lies without any guilt, blinking his eyes to please Yi Zhiyu.However, obviously this remedy has lost its effectiveness, Yi Zhiyu has fully understood Jing Zhaoqiu's truth and the gap in his own level.

"I also ordered a set from the best tailor in the capital, and it will be delivered tomorrow. Let you try this set first..." Yi Zhiyu turned around and said with a serious look.

It's over.Sure enough, it hurt the rare "glazed heart" of his old man.Jing Zhaoqiu reacted quickly, rushed forward, hugged Yi Zhiyu's waist from behind, and hung on Yi Zhiyu's body like an animal without bones.

To coax back a man in his twenties who has lost face in this way, he can only sacrifice his body.

"We can wear this set at home..." Jing Zhaoqiu said with wet words in Yi Zhiyu's ear, "Turn around..."

When changing clothes, because he was too lazy to bother, Jing Zhaoqiu didn't wear much underneath, only a thin jacket, and he loosely undid some of the skirts, exposing the skin on his chest and collarbone.Jing Zhaoqiu originally thought that he was sacrificing his appearance in exchange for Yi Zhiyu's smile, which was really a great sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, Yi Zhiyu didn't seem to understand the meaning of this layer, and closed Jing Zhaoqiu's unbuttoned skirt with his usual face, saying: "It's cold in autumn, don't expose it like this, you will catch cold."

Jing Zhaoqiu stared at Yi Zhiyu dumbly, feeling resentful in his heart, he couldn't understand the amorous wood!He snorted twice, went back to the inner room, angrily found two thick clothes and put them on, and then gave Yi Zhiyu a resentful look, it must be thick enough now.

But looking back, Yi Zhiyu was so busy hugging Jiujiu without even looking at him, Jing Zhaoqiu gritted his teeth resentfully, rubbed his hands together, and suddenly walked up to Yi Zhiyu in a few steps.

Yi Zhiyu was sitting and Jing Zhaoqiu was standing, so he looked condescending. A huge shadow suddenly appeared above him, and Yi Zhiyu naturally noticed it.He raised his head and looked at Jing Zhaoqiu fixedly. Jiujiu was attracted by the sudden appearance of another father, and he also looked at Jing Zhaoqiu with a pair of round black jewel-like eyes. The expressions of one big and one small were surprisingly different. very similar.

They were all three points innocent, four points pure and innocent, three points pitiful, and one point irritating, Jing Zhaoqiu lost his temper at all, and felt like his heart suddenly turned into water.He kissed Jiujiu's cheek, Jiujiu likes to be close to Jing Zhaoqiu the most, this made him dance with joy, almost jumped out of Yi Zhiyu's hands.Of course, this was just an illusion. Yi Zhiyu's hand was very steady, with just the right amount of strength, and it wouldn't let Jiujiu get out of his hands, and he wouldn't feel the slightest restraint.

After Jing Zhaoqiu kissed and chirped, he looked at Yi Zhiyu's face again, ground his teeth, and took a bite under Yi Zhiyu's lower lip. The force was not too strong. Jing Zhaoqiu speculated that the skin was not broken, but it still hurt.But he looked at Yi Zhiyu's expression with half an eye, and he was still calm and expressionless.

Jing Zhaoqiu was so angry that he simply nibbled from his lower lip until he bit his throat.Jiujiu watched it strangely, and yelled even more cheerfully, as if watching a good show.Hearing his son's voice, Jing Zhaoqiu was really embarrassed to do anything now, he just felt that his father's prestige was about to be lost. Fortunately, his son didn't understand things now, otherwise he wouldn't have to be a father in front of Jiujiu.

Jing Zhaoqiu was about to leave, but Yi Zhiyu stretched out a hand to hold him, and Jing Zhaoqiu reflexively supported Jiujiu's other side, replacing Yi Zhiyu's loosened hand.

"what are you doing……"

Yi Zhiyu pulled Jing Zhaoqiu down, and kissed his lips with a smile.

The small movements of you coming and going disappeared.Jing Zhaoqiu gnawed at Yi Zhiyu's mouth and was still praising himself in his heart. Sure enough, the sword was not old enough, and he had to do it himself to coax his big baby, and he didn't even remember that he was the one who made him angry first.

This wedding dress that Yi Zhiyu sewed by himself was not worn in front of anyone. On the day of the big wedding, the two wore the same style of wedding dress custom-made by a well-known tailor in the capital. It was low-key but luxurious.And this wedding dress, which was rough and full of threads, was carefully put away by Jing Zhaoqiu, and he would take it into the coffin with him decades later.

Finalize the invitation, set the banquet menu, wine ritual utensils...Even if it's about the wedding banquet, even if it's about the size of a sesame seed, Yi Zhiyu has to go through it himself, and no mistakes are allowed.The seven people of Yan Zi gathered together and sighed, how could their master labor his own hands for such a trivial matter in the past, but now they seem to be useless at all.

Looking at each other, the few people will not interfere with the wedding banquet. In short, even if they want to help, the master will check it again by himself, which is more detailed than doing things for the emperor.Since the wedding banquet can't help, the few people concentrate on business matters.On the contrary, for these business matters, no matter how big the order or the big customer, the master will not take a look at it, just say that the few of them have discussed it.

Yan Chi murmured, was she too reassured about them, or was she too careless about business?

Because of the wedding, there were a lot of miscellaneous things in the mansion, Jing Zhaoqiu couldn't bear the sight of this mess, and moved to the Zhuangzi to hide and relax.

Farmers have infinite wisdom in farming, which is completely different from Jing Zhaoqiu, who is half-hearted.Jing Zhaoqiu has theoretical knowledge but lacks practical experience, while farmers have decades of experience working in the fields, but many experiences may not be correct.

Jing Zhaoqiu kept silent all the knowledge he knew about potatoes, and there were thousands of words in the eloquence. He couldn't remember some of the contents clearly, but generally there were no mistakes.Those farmers didn't know what it means for potatoes to germinate and grow at a temperature of 25°C, but they could understand Jing Zhaoqiu's explanation in his own words.

The high temperature in summer cannot be planted, and it should be in autumn and spring.At this time, autumn is high and crisp, and there are still a few months before the harvest from the frost. They hurry up to plant half of the crops and save the other half for storage, otherwise they will rot and deteriorate.When Jing Zhaoqiu was about to get married, the plant had already produced beautiful white flowers with yellow stamens, and of course there were a few light purple petals, probably because of the mixing of two varieties.

There were so many flowers, they picked some off to promote growth, and the whole Zhuangzi was filled with the joy of the upcoming harvest, even Jing Zhaoqiu was infected by the joy of the farmers.This kind of joy is very pure, which makes Jing Zhaoqiu very happy.Perhaps, he is really satisfied with this peaceful and comfortable life.He even had an idea that when Yi Zhiyu put down the business of the Yi family, they would be able to live this peaceful life.

Jing Zhaoqiu smiled, maybe he has the talent to farm the land.

But when the whole Zhuangzi was immersed in this kind of joy, a pair of spiteful eyes stared at the whole Zhuangzi, staring at the blooming potato flowers.

This person is Yi Chengli.

He hid in the bushes, spying on Zhuangzi, as if he had aged more than ten years.Yi Zhiyu didn't take the initiative to attack Yi Chengli, but he had secretly supported other people long before - there was not only Yi Chengli in the Yi family in Yucheng.

The man was very competitive, but he just lacked an opportunity.And Yi Zhiyu gave him this opportunity.When Yi Chengli returned to Yucheng resentfully, he found that everything he had had been plundered by others.In the Yi family's world where the jungle is prey to the weak, if one is not careful, it will be a crushing defeat.Therefore, Yi Chengli could only leave Yucheng with the money that was far less than he expected after the separation, like a bereaved dog. Yi Chengli held the money bag and gritted his teeth. a year!

Yi Zhiyu and Jing Zhaoqiu, Yi Chengli resentfully recited these two names.

This credit originally belonged to him, but was snatched away by these two people.Yi Chengli went to look for Ah Si, but found that Ah Si seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he could never be found again.

When he was overwhelmed, Yi Chengli found this piece of potato they had planted.Yi Chengli felt evil in his heart, even though there were people in charge of this land, it was not impossible to get involved if he had to.He hated Jing Zhaoqiu who took the credit for his contribution that day, if he made Jing Zhaoqiu suffer bad luck, he would wake up laughing in the middle of the night.

Yi Chengli hid in the bushes holding his breath, afraid of being discovered, grass leaves and mud covered his hair and clothes, and a pair of poisonous eyes hidden among the dense leaves, like the eyes of a poisonous snake.

farming?

"I will let you not grow this land!"