Little lucky girl from the peasant family: Queen Splendid

Chapter 40 The Father and Son Meet
Gong Zhiming took a sip of winter melon soup, and occasionally looked up at the woman opposite who was eating deliciously, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he rarely praised, "This soup tastes good."

With a mouthful of rice in her mouth, Ding Wei nodded vaguely, "It should be freshly picked wax gourds in front of and behind the house, plus a little sea rice, not only to drink fresh, but also good for the body. But, young master, don't drink too much. You have to massage on your stomach, and be careful to spit it out when the time comes."

Spit it out?
Gong Zhiming thought about the half-digested soup coming out of his mouth, his face obviously froze for a moment, and he took back the spoon for scooping up the soup.

Ding Wei's half-drowned eyes finally filled with joy, suppressed the smile on the corner of her mouth, and took a big mouthful of soup...

When the corn in the field was cleaned up, the corn stalks were brought back home, stacked squarely, and the north wind became colder every day.

When the Yun family courtyard was first built, it was extremely thoughtful, and almost every courtyard had heated kangs and earth dragons.Getting up early that day, Aunt Li took Xiaoqing to prepare to burn the earth dragon in the small kitchen yard first, and repair it earlier in case there was any leak.After saving the snow, I found that it would be inconvenient to use muddy water.

Ding Wei then asked Sister-in-law Cheng to carry An Ge to the east wing where their mother and son lived. It happened that the sun was still sufficient at this time, and the Cheng family's second baby was not much older than An Ge, and they were also playmates when they played together.

Sister-in-law Cheng was very nervous, so she ran back to tidy up the house in a hurry beforehand, and then spread thick bedding on the kang, and then carried An Ge back.The eldest son of the Cheng family was very curious about what the little master her mother had been talking about all day long looked like, and today she finally saw him alive, so she wanted to go up to see the difference between the little master and her younger brother.

In the end, before he could even get close, he was slapped twice on the buttocks by his old lady.Although Yun Ying is not good at words, she is kind and considerate, she brought a plate of dim sum over earlier, and seeing this, she dragged Da Wa to eat dim sum.

Mrs. Cheng was grateful for seeing it, and after thinking about it, she sat on the kang and watched the little master who was playing with his fingers and his youngest son who was kicking and kicking, while sewing.

Yunying saw that the material in her hand was rewarded by Ding Wei the day before yesterday, and the embroidery pattern was also a blessing in the spring, so she guessed that it was for An Geer, so she smiled and helped her share the embroidery thread.

Mrs. Cheng carefully asked about her master's preferences, and Yun Ying didn't hide it from her. These days, she saw that she was acting cautiously, and she could even be said to be a little timid, so she even said a few words about the Ding family's affairs, including Ding Wei. Out of wedlock.

Madam Cheng was so dumbfounded that she almost took a deep breath.Her hometown is in the south, there are many scholars, and the rules are extremely strict.If any woman is touched by a strange man, it will damage her reputation, not to mention Shen Tang, at least she will be the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha for a lifetime.

However, as a mother, when she thought of her family wandering on the street, when her son pulled her sleeve and shouted that she was hungry, her heart hurt like a knife, and she couldn't live.Now think about how many supercilious looks and risks the master took to give birth to the little master.

Thinking in this way, she raised her hand to cover the sleepy little master who was playing with a blanket, but An Ge'er suddenly opened his eyes from the daze, and burst into tears.

Madam Cheng immediately threw away the needle and thread in her hand and picked him up, patted him and swayed slowly.But what worked so well in the past is somehow useless today.

Yun Ying felt distressed when she heard it, and thought of her adoptive father who kept asking her questions every time she saw her, so she said, "You can coax the second baby, I will take Brother An to find his mother."

"Can it be done? What if the master's business is delayed and the master's family is displeased..." Mrs. Cheng was a little worried that the master would blame her for being useless, and her face was full of hesitation.

Yun Ying smiled, wrapped An Ge'er in a soft blanket, put on a tiger hat, and went out.

In the main courtyard, Ding Wei was massaging Gong Zhiming's arms and moving her fingers.She didn't expect these small methods to be so effective, and it really allowed Gong Zhiming's left hand to recover most of its mobility.

If she persisted like this for a long time, even if she couldn't make him stand up again, at least it could prolong the onset of the toxicity. She was worthy of that yard and the two shops.

Speaking of the yard and the shop, she couldn't help but want to go to the city to take a look. After all, as the head of the house, she couldn't even find the location of the shop, which was a bit unreasonable.In addition, Cheng Dayou was originally suffering from a cold and cough. In addition, he lost his errand and went to relatives before he met an emergency, so he looked more dangerous.Now it has been raised for half a month, and it will recover more than half of it in sight.I will meet again in a few days, if the character is really good, I will take him to the shop together, and I will always handle business through him in the future...

She was so engrossed in thinking like this that she forgot that she was still busy with her work. Occasionally, two small hands that were fat and soft as if they were boneless were still rubbing against the back of Gong Zhiming's hands, as if they were usually teasing her son's feet. generally.

Gong Zhiming's brows were slightly raised by Mo Shu, and he looked at the woman in a daze, curious about what was going on in her mind, or pretending to be silly and teasing her.However, this warm and soft touch is very comfortable.A bright light flashed in his eyes, and he held Ding Wei's little hand in his hand with a palm...

Ding Wei turned around at dusk, feeling something was wrong, and when she wanted to look down, Yun Ying came to the door, "Girl, Brother An suddenly started crying, I brought him here."

"Ah, what's wrong with Brother An?" When Ding Wei heard her son crying, she couldn't care about anything else, she got up and opened the door to let Yunying in.

Gong Zhiming slowly withdrew his hand, he didn't know whether he was a little disappointed or grateful, but when he turned his head to look at the baby in Ding Wei's arms, his heart beat like thunder.

Ding Wei hugged her son, and seeing his little face was flushed from crying, with teardrops still hanging from the corners of his eyes, her heart ached so badly, she quickly patted and lowered her head to kiss his little face.

"Oh, mother's baby son, why are you losing your temper again? Are you hungry, or are you having nightmares?"

Yunying sneaked a glance at the young master who pretended not to care, but the corners of his eyes and brows were full of longing, and replied, "The one who just fell asleep after breastfeeding may have had a nightmare."

Xu Shi knew that he was being hugged by his mother, so An Ge'er stopped choking up, pouted his little mouth aggrievedly, and fell asleep again.

Ding Wei looked at it funny, and was about to complain a few words before remembering that her mother and daughter were still in the master's room, so she quickly turned her head to look at Gong Zhiming, and apologized in a low voice, "I made the young master laugh, I will send the child back right away."

While talking, she wanted to leave, but Gong Zhiming said, "Put the child to sleep next to me, it's not cold in this room."

"Ah, if this kid is making noise, he should disturb the young master's cleanliness." Ding Wei subconsciously refused, but Yun Ying seemed to have not heard this sentence, and already hugged a brocade quilt from the side of the bed and spread it on Gong Zhiming's beside.

Ding Wei glared at her, wanting to know who is the master.It's a pity that the facts make her helpless. Speaking of which, Gong Zhiming is the real master.

She reluctantly put her sleeping son on the quilt, and at the end, she continued to massage Gong Zhiming's fingers, while maliciously hoping that her son would start a "flood" soon, and it would be best to run Gong Zhiming away.

Thinking of Gong Zhiming's cold and serious appearance on weekdays, and thinking of him soaking in his son's urine calling for help, Ding Wei couldn't help but giggle.

Even if Gong Zhiming knew that Ding Wei still had such bad tastes, he didn't have time to pay attention to it. At this moment, his eyes and hearts were all about the fat baby who was sleeping soundly beside him.

The child's forehead is very full, and the small eyebrows and eyes are not fully opened, and it can be seen that they are three-point handsome. The face is round, and the small pink mouth is moved twice from time to time, which is very cute.No matter how cruel and ruthless a person is, seeing such an elf-like life, his heart of stone will turn into a puddle of honey water.

Gong Zhiming couldn't help but raised his left hand to touch the child's face, but An Ge'er was playing around in his dream, and his little hand grabbed his father's finger.The shallow warmth is like the most beautiful ray of light, instantly illuminating Gong Zhiming's dark world.

This is his son, the next generation of the Gongzhi family, his blood...

A tear fell on the back of the child's hand without warning, which made him startled, and suddenly let go of his little hand.

Gong Zhiming's mind was blank, but in the end he gently wiped away the water stain.Even though he had no father or mother since he was a child, no matter how hard he practiced martial arts and literacy, even if it was a life-and-death moment on the battlefield, even if his brother and friends both betrayed him, he did not allow himself to be weak once, and at this moment he actually shed tears beside his sleeping son.

He wanted to take all the best treasures in the world and put them in the palm of his son.He wanted to kill all the villains in this world, and only wanted his son to see beauty.He wants to block all the wind and rain, and let his wife and children enjoy the clear sky...

Uncle Yun carried a basket of orange pears, stood at the door and looked at the master who was greedily looking at the child, and couldn't hold back his tears.In a haze, he looked at the hard-working woman whose forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he was even more grateful.Such a woman is so fearless, facing the eyes of everyone in the world, and giving birth to the Gongzhi family's blood, no matter how much he plans for her, he should.

Ding Wei had been busy for a while, and her wrists were so sore, so she swung her hands twice and continued to massage Gong Zhiming's legs. She didn't know that Uncle Yun was planning to push her forward without any trace...

The north wind whimpered all night, and when I got up early, the forest seemed to have withered again, and most of the persimmon trees and osmanthus trees in the courtyards of Yun's house had lost most of their leaves.The dirt road from Laoshan'ao to Qingping County was unusually lively, and Wu Dasheng was leading every household in the village to deliver taxes and food to the county.Originally, [-]% of the tax and food had been set, but because of the previous bumper harvest, it was actually adjusted to [-]%.

The happy farmers were so angry that they cursed endlessly at home, but their arms couldn't twist their thighs, and no one dared to openly resist the government at the risk of being imprisoned and beheaded.After all, compared to losing your life, drinking two meals of gruel and starving your stomach, it's really not a big deal.

But fear is fear, and no one can avoid complaining. For a while, the food delivery team is full of complaints.Old man Ding and his son were also in the team. Different from the small carts and bullock carts of other families, Ding Laoer just added a mule cart to his family a few days ago. Don't nag less, but this time I really see the benefits of having a car, saving worry and effort.

(End of this chapter)