There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter One of the thirty-second piece: (eight)

Happiness comes very quickly, and when you leave, it is also very quick. Duan Jin's fragrant wood had just taken shape, and someone knocked on the door of the study room. Hearing the voice, it was Ah Xin, and cautiously said that the pork ribs dumplings were steamed. Before Duan Jin could speak, the wife in his arms got out, without even looking at him, and without turning his head back!

That was what Linglong ordered before coming to the study. Now that it was done, she would certainly not waste time on Duan Jin. She didn't want to learn wood carving, and was not interested in this.

Obviously, rib dumplings are more attractive to her.

Dou Chukai, who was still ignorant, looked at him blankly while holding the unformed wooden sculpture.

Linglong wanted to eat it yesterday, but there were no fresh ribs in the house yesterday. This is the chef who went out to buy this morning. She specially came back to make steamed dumplings for her. The ribs are very delicately chopped. The millet vinegar and chili are used for seasoning and dipping. , The gods do not change.

She sat alone and ate slowly. By the way, she asked her to send the other portions to others. A Xin agreed and went to deliver the dumplings. When she came back, she brought the little fat man back. As soon as he saw his mother, the little fat man with two big tears in his eyes was overjoyed. He stretched out his hand desperately in the stroller, meaning she wanted her to hold him.

Linglong hugged him on his lap, and he sat down obediently, watching his mother eat dumplings intently. Although he loves to eat and is inevitably greedy, he never grabs it. If an adult eats, he will look at it with eager eyes at most, and then he will reach out and grab it. Right now his gaze is on the dumplings, and he is also interested in the dark sauce. Why does mother have to dip it before eating? Is that better than milk?

Linglong was so cruel in front of an innocent and lovely child and ate a whole plate of dumplings with spare ribs, and nothing was left. But in the end, her conscience suddenly discovered that she left a small piece of dumpling skin for the little fat man to taste. He didn't have a few teeth, and he was full of gusto with dumpling skins. When he couldn't bite, he grinded his teeth with tender teeth, making his hands full of drool.

She was so disgusted that she almost threw him off her lap. Finally, when he threw away the unsavory dumpling skin, the little fat man still looked at it reluctantly, and it meant that he wanted to take another bite in it.

When Duan Jin comes back, what spare rib dumplings? He didn't deserve it at all. His wife was playing with her son, and when she saw him come back, she told him: "Except for the mother and younger brothers and sisters, I also kept a copy for you, but you won’t be here for too long. I’m afraid of the cold, so I’ll help. You ate it."

Duan Jin thought, wouldn't you send someone to call me?

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the alluring fragrance. After spending so long in the study, he was quite hungry. He didn't even know that his wife was one. Since everyone has it, but he didn't, Duan Jin asked, "Will there be mine tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I don't want to eat ribs dumplings." Linglong blinked and told him of course that the kitchen would do what she wanted.

Fortunately, Duan Jin is not a person who pays attention to appetite, but subconsciously tells him that he seems to be less important than food. Of course, Duan Jin has not yet clearly realized this.

Linglong grabbed Fatty's paw and waved at Duan Jin: "Say hello to Daddy and ask Daddy to play with you."

The little fat man gave his mother a lot of face, so he shook his hand.

Duan Jin's complexion softened. He approached and sat cross-legged on the carpet. Linglong put the little fat man down. He still can't walk, but he crawls quickly. Once he puts on the carpet, he feels like greased up. Swish everywhere. Maybe he was familiar with the smell of Duan Jin, not afraid of this stranger, and started crawling on him, using him as a mountain. Two chubby little hands were resting on Duan Jin's arms and trying to stand on his lap.

But if others are small and light, where can they stand up? After failing many times in a row, I was going to be discouraged, but was picked up by Duan Jin and lifted it high. The little fat man was not afraid, he smiled and danced, his mother did not lift him so high, the feeling of being held by someone is very different from the feeling of being lifted up in the sky, he grinned, because he was so happy, a mouth , The saliva stayed uncontrollably, all dripping on his father's handsome face.

Linglong covered her mouth and snickered, Duan Jin instantly lost her smile, and silently wanted to put her son down, but the little fat man hummed. He seemed to be obsessed with the pleasure of soaring and he didn't want to return to the ground to be a happy boy with his feet on the ground. bird. He had no choice but to continue holding it. Linglong finally became kind, took the veil and wiped his face, and caught the endless drool of the little fat man by the way. Not to mention Duan Jin, Linglong disliked it: "You're so dirty."

How did the little fat man know what is dirty and what is not dirty, he continued to laugh, Duan Jin was wiped clean, and quickly kept a safe distance from his son-the feeling of being dripped with drools on his face, I don't want to have it again in this life.

The family of three had the warmest and most harmonious day since their marriage.

After the five-day rest period, Duan Jin had a thought that he didn't want to leave home. He hadn't thought about it like this since he was sensible.

When he got up early, his wife and children were still asleep, both cuddling in his arms. One big and one small looked very well-behaved, but Duan Jin knew that this was an illusion, but... it was his life's responsibility to protect the mother and son from food and clothing. People humiliate and shelter them from the wind and rain. This is what a husband and father should do.

He thought this way, he couldn't help kissing his wife and son on the foreheads separately. After the kiss, he suddenly became stiff and looked strange. For the past five days, he was accustomed to kissing by the mother and son from time to time, and he couldn't help kissing. Up them.

Such behavior would never happen to Duan Jin in the past.

With a hot face, he quickly got up, lightly afraid of quarreling his wife and children. He dressed himself and put the curtains down without disturbing him. He just couldn't help but glance back before leaving.

Nostalgic.

This kind of emotion was only the first time that Duan Jin left home alone when he was a teenager many years ago. He doesn't know if this kind of self is considered fragile and ridiculous, but it shouldn't be wrong to have nostalgia for his wife and children, right?

As the emperor’s right-hand man, it was the emperor’s limit that the emperor’s three-day break would become five days. Duan Jin had an errand when he saw the emperor. However, as soon as Duan Jin entered the imperial study, the emperor found his most important minister today. The expression is particularly relaxed and happy.

Who is Duan Jin? That was the guy who was secretly named Duan Tiger, the guy who didn’t get in. The steel and iron bones were not at the mercy of others. They were selfless and rigid at all times. But today... the emperor couldn’t hold back and asked, "Duan. Qing is blowing in the spring breeze today, but what happy event is there?"

He thought about it carefully. As an emperor who cared about his courtiers, Duan Jin was his close minister, and the emperor naturally paid close attention to his life. Soon after marriage, his wife became pregnant, and his son is now ten months old. The emperor is still preparing to take part in the service when Duan Jin's son is one year old! But as far as he knows so far, there is nothing to please his unsmiling courtier!

Duan Jin said: "If you return to the emperor, there is no such thing."

"No?" The emperor didn't believe it. "You weren't like that in the past."

Duan Jin thought for a while, and said, "It may be that the emperor rarely gave the minister a vacation, and the minister has not yet awake from the rest."

What this said is to blame the emperor for treating him alone as ten people! The emperor was shocked! Duan Qing is afraid to be crazy! Duan Qing never complained in the past! He does as many errands as he sends and never complains! What happened to Duan Qing today? Why did you protest like other courtiers without giving a holiday? !

The emperor was indeed guilty of conscience. According to the laws of the dynasty, the courtiers had three days off every month, but since Duan Jin served him, he would only take holidays all year round. The emperor coughed slightly, pretending that he didn't understand the meaning of the courtier's words, and quickly turned the topic back to political affairs.

When Duan Jin took the errand, the emperor Zhubi picked it up but didn't see him go. He was suddenly surprised: "Does Duan Qing have something to do?"

Duan Jin said earnestly: "The minister wants to discuss with the emperor the time to rest in the future."

The emperor: "...What's wrong with Duan Qing? You didn't want to go home in the past?"

"The minister realized that he was not good enough for his wife and children, so he wanted to spare some time to be with them and ask the emperor to do it."

The emperor’s heart was bleeding, and he waved his hand: “Besides, I’m too busy today, and I’ll talk about it when your errands are over. Oh, I remembered, I also called Zhao Qing to an audience, come and get Zhao My lord, please come in!"

Duan Jin looked at the emperor and ignored him. He had to bow down and ran into Master Zhao. Master Zhao might have heard it, so he glanced at Duan Jin sympathetically.

What are you doing so desperately? The emperor won't give you an increase in salary, so hard to work hard, don't you get so much money and so much food every month? Alas, when he was still young, he was as passionate as Mr. Duan and wanted to serve the emperor’s kindness. Later, he became an old fritters. After finishing the errands, he tried every means to be lazy.

Why bother? Why bother?

I heard that Mr. Duan’s son is only ten months old. According to Mr. Duan’s level of busyness, I’m afraid it’s not his son who won’t recognize his father!

Master Zhao didn't know that he was right. The little fat man really couldn't recognize who his father was.

Under Duan Jin’s rational struggle, the emperor who evaded in every possible way finally succumbed and gave him a rest on the third day of every month. Duan Jin returned the good news, and Mrs. Duan first nodded: “This is good, this is good. , If you are at home, our family will have the backbone."

The younger brothers and sisters couldn't believe it: "My eldest brother actually took the initiative to rest with the emperor? Did the sun come out from the west?"

Only Linglong and Little Fatty had a calm face. The latter didn't understand, and the former didn't matter. Anyway, Duan Jin was tortured by her if he was at home or not, and it didn't help to run anywhere.