Little lucky girl from the peasant family: Queen Splendid

Chapter 41
Boss Ding led the reins and walked in front of the mule. Old man Ding was sitting on the shaft of the cart smoking dry tobacco. The white smoke was scattered in the air, and the faint aroma of tobacco leaves made Wu Dasheng, who was not far behind, trot a few steps and jumped onto the mule cart. He said with a smile, " Brother, give me a pinch of shredded tobacco."

Old Man Ding smiled foolishly, untied the cigarette pouch on his waist and handed it to him.

Wu Dasheng glanced at the purse made of thick brocade and embroidered with the old man who was a birthday star, and praised, "This is the filial piety of Miss Wei. This piece of material alone is enough to buy ten catties of good shredded tobacco."

A flash of pride flashed in Old Man Ding's eyes, and he replied, "The girl said that the shredded tobacco was a good thing brought over from the north, so I can't be wronged, so I specially sewed this pouch and sent it back together."

Wu Dasheng had already filled his cigarette pot, lit it, took a puff beautifully, and then said with a smile, "It really is good shredded tobacco, with little spicy taste and strong fragrance. If you say that my brother is lucky, there is a girl named Wei at home." It’s just that the year has passed so prosperously that many people in the village are secretly envious.”

"That girl also has a bad temper, she won't come home no matter what. Fortunately, now that I have a boy by my side, I don't have to worry about her being alone forever."

Old man Ding really loves his daughter, and what he said is true.Wu Dasheng's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he said casually, "Both your elder brother and second child are good, and you will never let your sister suffer. Now that they are all on their own, they can also let themselves out. It's broken. The tree has big branches, and when the old man is old, he has to let go."

Old man Ding was stunned when he heard these words, and he didn't know where he started these words, but Wu Dasheng refused to say any more, and then said a few gossips, "My mother-in-law passed by the noodle shop the day before yesterday, and went in to eat two. What about steamed stuffed buns. Now the business of the shop is getting more and more prosperous, and people in the village are willing to go in even if they are not hungry."

After finishing speaking, he jumped off the shaft of the car, stood by the roadside and greeted everyone in the village, "Hurry up, everyone, it's too late to enter the city, maybe we won't be able to make it back tonight."

Old man Ding continued to click on his cigarette pouch silently, frowning tightly and never let go along the way...

Woke up early this day, the weather looked fine, Ding Wei guessed that it might be a warm day before winter, so after breakfast, she asked for leave with Uncle Yun, and wanted to go back to her mother's house with the child in her arms.

It has been more than a month since Mrs. Lu returned home during the autumn harvest.Now I'm afraid she's thinking about their mother and child all day long. Besides, she has money in her purse all the time, and she's confident enough to deal with it.

Uncle Yun heard that it was not easy to stop him. Recently, Ding Wei has spent almost all day thinking about medicinal food, helping Gong Zhiming to exercise his left hand, and even walking around the house with Feng Jiu every day. Sweating profusely, it can be said that he is doing his best.It is reasonable and reasonable to ask for a day off now.

But thinking about the chubby little master being carried out of the yard, he really couldn't bear it.It's winter soon, how cold it is.When the villagers see him, will they roll their eyes at the little master?It's those dirt dogs running around, what if they bark a few times and scare the little master?
Perhaps some god happened to be here on patrol, heard the voice of the old man, and with a big wave of his hand, a cold wind blew up in the old mountain depression.

Ding Wei was tidy at first, and took her son in her arms to prepare to go home.But as soon as he went out, he was startled by the cold wind blowing in front of him, "ah, when did the wind blow so hard, is it going to change the sky?"

Yunying glanced at her adoptive father, seeing him winking and scratching his cheeks, it was very funny, but she still persuaded, "Brother An is still young, but he doesn't like the wind. Why don't you leave him and let Mrs. Cheng take care of him?" , I will accompany you back."

"I'm not a child, and my home is not far away, so I don't need you to accompany me." Ding Wei hesitated for a moment, but she was still afraid that her son would get a cold from the wind. The medical treatment in this time and space is not as developed as in the previous life, so she dared not take risks.Thinking like this, she turned around and put her son, who was wrapped in brocade quilts, into Yunying's arms, "Leave it to Mrs. Cheng to help, and I'll go back as early as possible."

After finishing speaking, she called Xiaoqing to explain a few words, and then said goodbye to Uncle Yun, and finally took the basket she had prepared earlier and left the gate of Yun's house.

Mrs. Cheng is a real person, she really stepped forward to carry Brother An back to the house, but Yunying avoided it and said, "I will take Brother An to another yard for a walk, and it is rare for him to come out of the house to breathe. You Also take the eldest and second children to show their fathers, if Brother An is hungry, I will send someone to call you back."

"Ah, can this be done?" Mrs. Cheng was still a little hesitant, but Uncle Yun was a little anxious, and ordered with a cold face, "Go down."

After all, the old man walked out of the yard with Yun Ying.Madam Cheng was left in a state of confusion. Didn't the little master be left behind because he was afraid of the wind, but why was he carried away to another courtyard?

Not to mention how confused this honest and kind woman was, but as soon as Yunying hugged An Geer and entered the main courtyard, Shan Yi came up happily, Feng Jiu also jumped out of the corner, stretched his neck to look around, thinking To see the appearance of the little master early.

Uncle Yun wanted to reprimand him a few words, but after thinking about it, he stood up in the wind to block the cold wind, and finally let Yunying remove the brocade quilt, revealing Geer An's chubby little face.

Xu inherited his mother's disposition, and An Ge'er is not petty at all.Suddenly, he saw a few unfamiliar faces in front of him. Not only did he not cry, but he looked at each of them with his big dark eyes, and he even giggled at the end.

Feng Jiu was the youngest in the Fengzi group, and he hadn't lost his childishness yet. Seeing how cute the little master was, he couldn't help stretching out his hands to tease him a few times. At the end, he heard Uncle Yun cough dryly, so he withdrew his hand embarrassingly and knelt down. He kowtowed his head, then disappeared in a flash.

Shan Yi squeezed forward and shouted, "Let me give you a hug, let me give you a hug!"

But Uncle Yun slapped him aside, nuzui and complained to the room, "Master is still waiting, it's not too late for you to hug him later."

As he spoke, the old man protected Yunying and entered the house, leaving Shan to hop, but he didn't dare to protest, so he could only quickly follow and squeeze into the door.

Gong Zhiming held a book in one hand and a teacup in the other, as leisurely as in the past, but unfortunately, the upside-down handwriting on the scroll betrayed his heart.

Uncle Yun was amusing and sad at the same time, bowed and said, "Young master, Miss Ding has gone back to her natal house, leaving the young master unattended. The old slave saw that the small stove was a bit cold, so I asked Yunying to hug the little one." Master come to our yard and sit for a while."

"Hmm," Gong Zhiming responded lightly, and finally looked up at the child in Yunying's arms, with an inquiring and complicated expression on his face.

Uncle Yun hurriedly tugged at Yunying's sleeve, "After hugging for a long time, is your arm sore? Let the young master hug for a while and change hands!"

Yun Ying is not an idiot either, upon hearing this, she took two steps forward and shoved An Ge'er into the arms of the somewhat bewildered Gong Zhiming.

Gong Zhiming's arms were stiff, and he looked down at the baby in the swaddle, not daring to move at all, as if he would hurt this little life if he exerted a little strength.

An Ge'er was a little uncomfortable being wrapped in a small quilt, and suddenly came to a new room, moved her body excitedly, and twisted and twisted her arms to release them.The fat boy waved his little hand excitedly, spat out two milk froths in a row, and announced his success to everyone.

Gong Zhiming watched it interestingly, and when he lowered his head subconsciously, the fat boy held his cheek. It was the first time that the father and son met face to face, so close.A seven-foot high-spirited man, a baby who hasn't arrived in a hundred days, but has the same pair of dark eyes, five points of similar eyebrows, and the power of blood, showing its existence forcefully at this moment.

Uncle Yun couldn't help wiping away his tears, and finally knelt down on his knees, thanking the heaven for his blessing, and bless the family's incense and blood.

Yunying and Shanyi then knelt behind the old man. As loyal secret guards who were domesticated and raised by Gongzhi's family since childhood, what could make them happier than having a successor to the master's family.

An Ge'er played with his father's face for a long while, maybe he was a little tired, so he yawned and fell asleep with his eyes closed.He didn't see his father, who was feared by the Tiele people as a cold-faced murderer, and his eyes were full of tears, and he solemnly lifted him to the top of his head.

"Gongzhi Salary, the seventh generation young master of the Gongzhi family."

Uncle Yun, Yun Ying, Shan Yi, together with Feng Jiu outside the window knelt down and kowtowed, echoing loudly, "God bless the government! God bless the young master!"

An Geer was quarreled with a sweet dream, and rubbed his eyes with his small fist in annoyance, where he just jumped out of the door, and he gained countless gold and silver mountains, countless loyal guards, and even vast and boundless mountains and rivers...

And Ding Wei, who was sitting in the hall of the Ding family at this moment, didn't even know that her son had recognized his ancestors.Mrs. Lu took her daughter's hand, looked at whether she was fat or thin, and complained, "Why don't you hug Brother An when you come back, I haven't seen this child for more than a month, and I don't know that you take care of him Is that okay? If you make my eldest grandson skinny, I won't obey you!"

Old man Ding was also a little disappointed, but when he saw his daughter's wry smile, he hurried to save the situation, "Okay, old lady, stop nagging. It's windy today, so it's good if my daughter doesn't come back with Brother An in her arms. , but you will suffer.”

Mrs. Lu turned her head to look at the dead leaves outside the door that were blown by the north wind all over the yard, and she barely accepted this reason.But instead, he said, "Next time you come back, you must bring Brother An with you. If it doesn't work, send someone back to deliver the letter first, and mother will pick you up."

"Okay." Ding Wei just begged her old lady to stop the "tightening curse", and naturally there was nothing she could do.

Old Man Ding took a paper bag from the basket, lowered his head and sniffed it, and finally said with a smile, "I haven't finished smoking the shredded tobacco last time, so why send me another bag?"

"The day before yesterday, a caravan from the north of the Yun family came back with a lot of shredded tobacco. I asked Steward Lin to help me share half a catty. Dad just wanted more, but he couldn't find it anywhere. If you can't finish it, just buy it. It’s okay to give it to the villagers.” Ding Wei said, then smiled and took out two catties of dim sum from the basket and stuffed it for my mother, “This is a thin dim sum from the south, soft and sweet, I eat it well, and my mother will also try it. "

(End of this chapter)