Ban Fang

Chapter 162
Yan Xie sketched a casual smile, ignored Cheng Yun's dignified expression, grabbed Cheng Xi to the front of the saddle, made fists into his little ears and asked, "Can you hear the sound of the wind blowing?"

Cheng Xi listened to the whispers, and said pleasantly, "Yes."

Yan Xi lightly pressed the baby on Feiyan's long neck, waiting for the horse's heartbeat, and after clearly feeling the rhythm a few times, picked up the baby and asked, "You don't need to touch the horse's chest to hear the horse's heartbeat." flow, right?"

Cheng Xi looked at Yan Xie with lively eyes, nodded excitedly and replied: "Yes!"

"Whether it's nature or animals, you can know their existence by listening carefully." Yan Xi pressed down on Chengxi and lightly touched Feiyan, which moved slowly.

Seeing her pointing out a meaningless smile, the two men had no choice but to follow silently.

Sitting on Yan Yu's horse as he wished, he asked excitedly: "Mei Shu doesn't talk, how does my little aunt know that Mei Shu is sick?"

Yan Xie smiled from the bottom of her heart when she was called by the childish aunt, she forgot about the aggression just now, ever since she heard about his wonderful mother's deeds, she always felt reluctant to part with this child.

After asking him so many times, and finally appearing in front of her, can you give him some thought?
"The plum tree speaks a bit slowly, and only speaks a few words a year, but every word is precious." Yan Qiang led the child into the plum garden trail, gently took the plum branch with several flower buds from the horse and said:
"In spring and summer, it will tell us with fruits and leaves, how well it had in autumn and winter last year, and in autumn and winter, it will tell us with buds and flowers, how well it had in spring and summer.

A few years ago, they told the manager of the farm that the plum fruit was getting smaller and smaller, so the manager of the farm followed my advice and bought all the fruits that were not in good condition, and waited for me after they were fermented according to the fermentation process. "

"He has several buds, which means it's doing well?" Seeing Yan Xi nodding with a smile, Chengxi asked again, "What is yeast?"

Cheng Yun knocked on Wa'er's head, and said with a broken smile: "Are you trying to poach my aunt's secret recipe for making money?"

Covering his head, Chengxi raised his eyes innocently and asked, "Is this a big secret?"

Yan Xi hesitated for a while, then turned her head to see that there could be hundreds of thousands of young children, and smiled like the warm winter sun, "It doesn't count, but few people know about it."

Seeing the little baby disregarding safety, turning around and staring at her, with those happy pupils, Yan Xi felt like she was about to surrender.

"Ferment is what the river soil wants to tell us. They have always existed, and different places produce different things in different ways, such as sauce, vinegar, tea, and wine." Yan Yan whispered next to the small ear, " The leaven in Plum Village is more useful because no one wants it.”

When Cheng Xi heard this, he was so excited that he turned around and hugged Yan Xie's slim waist, and asked with wide eyes: "Really?"

Even though he was only six years old, he was tolerably familiar, unbearably familiar, Cheng Yun felt that the veins on his forehead were constantly bulging, and finally couldn't bear the sight of his daughter-in-law being hugged by her waist, so he took the baby back and ordered:
"Just listen, don't touch your hands!"

Chengxi stretched out his hand for a hug with a sad face, and suddenly saw Xiang Ling's noncommittal expression behind him out of the corner of his eye, quickly took away his fat short arms, and murmured: "I like my little aunt telling stories."

Yan Xie was amused by the expressions of the three men. It could be seen that Xiang Ling was in control of the children's education.

In addition to crying, it is very rare for a six-year-old to express his intentions and speak clearly.

"Delicious plums are eaten by people, and unsightly plums are too small to pickle, which also affects the reputation of selling, so if those unwanted plums are broken, the whole plum garden will have enough natural fertilizer and nutrition. , People judge people and things by their appearance, but plum trees don't."

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Ling also thought secretly, how could a 14-year-old girl have such insight?

Using the simplest words to explain the truth to children, this woman is not simple!
The Pei family obviously picked up the treasure, and they are still willing to hand over the treasure to the Cheng family?

Thinking of this, Xiang Ling was taken aback for a moment, and smiled meaningfully.

Where is Jean?It was clearly his family's heir to snatch it back by force!
No wonder when sending Na Zhengli up the mountain, the faces of the Pei family and his wife were as ugly as if they were being robbed.

It is said that the two couples have not seen the daughter yet, and they were locked up by the son Luanfeng Ling.

Xiang Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Yun's tall and straight back, complacently pleased with his good eyes.

"Hmm..." Chengxi frowned and asked, "Auntie blames me for judging people by their appearance?"

Yan Xie's eyes were full of tenderness, and she slightly curled her lips and said, "No wonder, you are still young, and you have the qualifications and the capital to make mistakes. Every time you make a mistake, you have to save your lessons and become your capital. Only when you grow up can you help more people. Teach them not to make the same mistakes."

Cheng Xi wanted to break free from the brakes on his waist but couldn't move, so he murmured reluctantly: "Little aunt is so kind."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Cheng Yun whose face was full of indifference, and said with a malicious smile: "If little aunt doesn't want little uncle anymore, can you give it to me?"

After speaking, the baby turned into a parabola and fell straight into Xiang Ling's arms.

Cheng Yun showed no mercy at all, and said coldly, "Get out of here."

What are you talking about!There is seriousness in those eyes!
If he didn't know that he had no contact with the one in the palace, he would really think that the matter of Caifeng Bieyuan was directed by him.

To snatch his wife and snatch him over his head?How many lives does he have?
"Oh, measure! Measure!" Xiang Ling took back the little ancestor and pressed him in front of him, the baby didn't dare to move.

These words can be said not only to Cheng Yun but also to Cheng Xi.

The little baby is not as naive as the average child, it can be seen that Yan Xie has given her a lot of care, such a good little girl, she should hurry home and hide her, the heir of his family is doing a good job!

Chengxi did not forget to complain behind him: "Stingy! Stingy! How stingy!"

"It's not your turn if she doesn't want me!" Cheng Yun suddenly hugged Yan Xie into his arms, looking into the smiling autumn water with his sincere starry eyes, he calmly said: "She doesn't want me, but I still want her. "

After finishing speaking, he stamped his thin lips in front of Chengxi, and said leisurely: "I have stamped my seal, and you still want to grab it?"

Yan Xie was defeated by a man, one big and one small, and was frivolous in public. He said angrily, "What are you fussing about with children?"

"Which of his words sounded like a joke? The thoughts that shouldn't have stopped early." Cheng Yun was puzzled when she heard her nephew's words.

Seeing Cheng Xi's pitiful appearance about to cry, Yan Xi waved at him, and Xiang Ling drove his horse forward slowly.

"The person you've loved for a long time has been snatched away, can you still be happy?" A faint smile floated in Yan Xie's eyes.

Also being hugged in front of him, Yan Xie was calm and composed while Cheng Xi was on pins and needles.

"Not happy." Cheng Xi pouted.

Yan Xiong put her arms around the man's waist, and leaned generously on the generous chest, with a smile on her eyes and eyebrows, she said: "Your little uncle has been waiting for me for eight years, I am reluctant to let him go."

What could be more lethal than these words?
　Good night ~ cold day, warm heart
　　
　
(End of this chapter)