dumb wife farming

Chapter 950 Big Head Doll
"Let's go, Zihun has already gone to call for help, let's go directly to the yard." Shen An is not at home, Lin Dongcheng is going to the Imperial Academy, so the identities of the flower guardians fall to Sikong Fengtian and Zihun Zichen body.

"Yiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

"Yuanyuan, hold me for a while, my arm hurts, this kid is getting heavier and heavier." Lin Shuixian temporarily asked Fangyuan, Fangyuan was very happy, she loved playing with this kind of little milk bag, especially Lin Xi He looks fat and fat, so cute.

"Speaking of which, Xi'er can't talk now, she can't even call a mother." When it comes to talking, Lin Shuixian's tone is unavoidably disgusting, she turns her head and stares at her son, who is still babbling happily shouted.

"A wise man speaks late." Sikong smiled at Fengtian.

Lin Shuixian spread her hands.

"The incense here seems to be very strong." Song Yao looked around, and there was an endless stream of people offering incense and worshiping Buddha. As for the back of the temple, there is a large flat land, and it seems to be very lively there, as if they are attending a temple fair.

"Put down your luggage before going out for a stroll." Sikong Fengtian led them to the yard outside the ginkgo tree, and the little monk in the temple was already waiting there.

"Master Sikong, long time no see." The little monk raised his hand and greeted respectfully.

"How is Master Compassionate?" Sikong Fengtian handed the luggage to Zihun and asked while standing in the yard.

"Master is very good." Before leaving, the little novice looked up at Sikong Fengtian angrily: "Master Sikong looked at him with a red face, but what's the matter?"

"So, are you all learning face reading from Master Cimeng now?" Sikong Fengtian said very speechlessly.

"Learn a little once in a while." The little novice was embarrassed by the words, and hurriedly retreated in embarrassment.

Sikong Fengtian shook his head, turned around and saw Zichen staring at him in a daze, he raised his eyebrows, beckoning him to speak.

"My lord, your face is indeed full of red recently!" Zichen said seriously.

"Young master, I'm going to be a father, can I not have a red face?" Sikong Fengtian felt that Zichen was a fool today.

……

"Flower cake! Delicious flower cake!"

"It's a ring! Thirty rings for one tael of silver!"

"Selling chicken cakes! The girl has good skin after eating it, and the lady has good health after eating it..."

Song Yao could not help but break out in a cold sweat when she heard the voices of those stalls hawking, "What's so good about giving birth! What's all this shouting for!"

The place of the temple fair is much more lively than it looks from a distance, and the place is huge. Compared with the thick incense in the front, it is obviously full of fireworks.

"Go to the stall in front and eat a bowl of wontons!" Pregnant women are very hungry, and Shen Man has eaten a lot in the past few days. Anyway, it's still early, so they went to the wonton stall in the corner.

An old woman was making wontons with her own hands, and the old man was cleaning the table. When she saw someone coming from a distance, the old woman hurriedly called out to the old man.

However, when the group of people approached, the old woman suddenly rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, and said with a surprised face: "Old man, take a quick look, is it a fairy coming?"

"Everyone laughed, do you want to eat wontons?" The old man put the towel on his shoulders, looked at his wife helplessly, and greeted several people.

"Well, one bowl per person." Sikong Fengtian nodded.

The four of them sat down at a table, and while they were waiting for the wontons to be served, Song Yao suddenly saw a child squatting blankly in the bushes in front of him, who looked only three years old. The eyes were dull, and the direction of the line of sight seemed to be staring at the cauldron beside the old woman.

Looking at the skinny child, the child appeared to have a big head, and his eyes were full of longing, very resembling... resembling the strong and strong back then.

(End of this chapter)