Ban Fang

Chapter 4 Filling
Yan Yan dug the corridor for more than three months, and Pei Yan completed the filling in only five nights, and he also renovated the backyard.

During the daytime, Qingming Guyu cleans up the mounds in the backyard. According to Yan Ji’s suggestion, it is repaired into a landscape yard with all heights and lows. The strange stones that cannot be put back have been built into a corridor scene. There are all kinds of flowers and landscaping. The yard has been upgraded a bit.

Originally, the three masters and servants thought that a six-year-old baby could be so good when they were made. They climbed up to the top of the Buddhist hall early in the morning and found out that this baby was influenced by those gardening?Putting a six-color rose can use the high and low levels to show its graceful appearance.

When their eyes drooped, Yan Ji raised her chin arrogantly and despised them. "Sister doesn't play with sand."

Plus a long and proud humming sound all the way.

This is the biggest shame in their life!
Fortunately, thanks to her works, Guyu in Qingming followed the example, and tidying up the backyard full of mountains was naturally much faster.

Tonight is the last night, and the road from Sanjinyuan to the Buddhist hall is covered. When Ying'er waits for her to fall asleep, she can start to fill the bottom of the bed.

Nanny Ruan had sent the monthly sample earlier, and she handed it back as it was. If a master like her would not be rebellious, it was already a high incense burnt by her ancestors.

These days, I have also thought about taking Ruan Mama and Ying’er away. As Pei Yan said, she really needs someone to take care of her. It is hard to find someone who knows the bottom line, but selling her body is a big problem after all, and it is very difficult to get out of this door He will soon be taken back to Bofu.

She could only give up these two people who took care of her, and she would be accused of being responsible, and she had to think of a way to not fatally hurt them both.

There are so many rules in this deep house compound, if the master doesn't invite the husband, they can't let them have an emergency.

"Really don't take anything away?" Pei Yan came down from the beam without a trace.

The beams of these Buddhist halls have been cleaned up by them.

"No, it's better to let them stay in a familiar place, and they can meet after all if they are destined to stay."

Three months later, Jing Amber's life was as peaceful as ever, and after the age of six, her life became even more dull.

After coming back, she knew that her mother had been infertile for many years and would soon have her eldest son, and she would never see her mother again.

Under the choice of family affection and family glory, the mother chose the family glory after all, and she couldn't complain...

She was originally the white smoke of the Buddhist hall who had been breathing for a few years, so in the future, Yan Jing would not be able to complain that she was out of order. A child who grew up without his parents could not grow crooked?

"Girl, you're only a few years old when you say these mature words, and you don't know how much suffering you've endured." Pei Yan poked her little head with a long finger.

Yan Yan dodged his hand. "Can I be immature? Which official girl have you ever seen locked up in a Buddhist hall since she was a child? It doesn't matter if your father is busy with official business and can't see her, even her mother..."

Biting these half of the words in his heart is the only thing that hurts people's hearts. Yan Ji raised her eyes and looked back with tearful eyes, which made Pei Yan choked in her heart again and swallowed everything back.

"It's true that I haven't seen Mrs. Jing Anbo in the past few days..." Liang Shang leisurely heard Qingming's embarrassed response.

Pei Yan looked back at Fang Liang and glared coldly. "Stay obediently, and stop talking nonsense!"

"..."

"I won't come for the last eight months." She originally wanted to say that she would never come, but after all, she saved face for Bofu.

"Congratulations!" Pei Yan immediately understood, this is the family's new addition.

Yan Ji ignored her, picked up her robe and put on the light green half-armed Confucian skirt that she had just put on for a long time. The slightly longer skirt did not prevent her from climbing on the hollow wooden chair carved with pineapples. To be pleasant, she is obviously a little girl, and the oldness in her brows and words is only distressing.

"Brother Yan, how are you going to settle Ruan Mama and Ying'er?" Yan Yan pretended to be swaying her little feet with ease, but her clasped hands were still twisted so that they turned purple.

"I asked Gu Yu to blunt the sword. Even if I cut it, it would still hurt my skin. It's just that I won't be able to turn around with this sword. I've really thought about it?" After all, he's still a baby, can he really let go of his heart?
"Brother Yan, I don't have to think about it anymore! There is no way to go back. If you can't help me, I can only spend some time digging again. The soil and rock have loosened, and I should be able to dig faster the second time."

"." How did he feel threatened?
This sounds weird!Why do you think the little girl is planning to escape from the yard he rented...

Before she could digest the threat, she heard her murmur softly.

"Zhi is in the south of the mountain, and my words are beautiful. I haven't seen a gentleman, and my heart is sad. I also see it and stop it, and my heart is barbaric."

"..."

Do you want to wear it like this?He can recite the Book of Songs at the age of six, but he is still at home at the age of 12!

But she also clearly explained her thoughts, this is the helplessness of seeing and not seeing Jing Anbo Mansion.
"Don't be sad! Big brother will take care of you in the future!" Pei Yan patted his chest again and assured.

Yan Jiyang gave a sweet smile and answered simply and dashingly. "Row!"

"..." Pei Yan was so stunned that he couldn't shut his mouth. This is simply an excellent spokesperson who can turn his face faster than a book.

Haven't had time to digest her grief!Immediately got crooked...

There was a banging sound in the distance, and Yan Ji looked back at the two people on the beam. "It's ready to go, don't blow the smoke back!"

Isn't this a hundred ways to kill people?Shame on the profession
Qingming Guyu looked at his master with a hurt face, Pei Yan just took off his coat and began to remove the black iron on his hands, shoulders, waist, and legs.

"Remember to take it away later."

This Ji Leshan never asked him to be outstanding in kung fu, but only asked him to be at the top of his kung fu and run faster than others.

These black iron rings were specially ordered by the old sect master to build them outside the gate with a lot of money, and he would not be able to explain which part was lost when he returned home.

Looking at the heavy equipment that was heavier than hers, Yan Ji couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing. "No wonder you don't doubt that I want to train at all, it's a slave to me!"

"An indescribable family lesson!"

"It's not difficult, just one word." Yan Ji retracted her admiring eyes, looked at him waiting for advice, jumped off the chair neatly, and said no big deal.

"Isn't it "fleeing"?"

This is brilliant!

"You can! It's simple enough!" After giving her a thumbs up, Pei Yan extended his arms to invite her. "Come on! Come into Brother Yan's arms."

"..."

How can this proverb brother hear her ears hurt, can you give her a way out?
The six-year-old doll carries the soul of a 30-year-old, she gets sour every time she bites, and Pei Yan gets sour every time she bites
"Adapt, adapt, adapt again" Yan Ji silently walked towards him.

As she approached, Pei Yan immediately stopped her from going up the beam with one hand, and quickly shattered the roof tiles with his left hand. He still remembered covering her with his coat to avoid hurting her face.

Such a warm move!

Pei Yan took her to hide in the back light of the roof, just in time to see the two of Qingming Guyu coming out of Ruan Mama and Ying'er's room.

He hurried back to the Buddhist hall, carrying what Pei Yan had explained on his back, and then he jumped up the beam, and broke the roof even more.

For the sake of Nanny Ruan and Ying'er, she could only make it look like a thief invaded and she was kidnapped.

She firmly respected the Amber House and did not dare to declare that she lost her daughter, and in accordance with the mercy of her mother, the Virgin, she must also not dare to let others down for the sake of the reputation of others.

In particular, Mammy Ruan is her dowry, and Ying'er is the dowry mama's family to have children. Presumably, Mrs. Jing Anbo will not make fun of her reputation at will.

"We have to leave the capital as soon as the city gate opens. We won't come back this time. Have you thought about it?" Pei Yan looked at the little baby in his arms cautiously.

They had to leave the capital before the imperial doctor sent by the eldest prince to ask for a pulse tomorrow morning, and they had to run as far as the time difference.

Yan Yan let out that indifferent smile again. "Do you know? I only now know how big the uncle's residence is."

Only when you look at Bofu from afar can you realize how small and deplorable the living Buddhist hall is.

She is a caged sparrow being raised!

"..."

Pei Yan and his party were choked again and panicked, they finally got their tongues back and quickly explained. "I'm asking you to say goodbye."

Yan Jing slowly lowered her body and bowed three times to the Uncle's Mansion.

"Goodbye to my parents, I will forget each other from now on and never see each other again."

Pei Yan lifted the little baby again and tied it tightly with the belt.

"Set off."

Then the group quietly passed through the houses and rushed towards the city gate.

In front of the city gate, Pei Yan changed his clothes and checked each other's identities repeatedly before he dared to go forward and let the officers and soldiers check.

　cloudy sky, gray screen
　　Like my thin filing box
　　
　
(End of this chapter)