The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

A long way from the backyard, I heard a sound of howling.

You don't need to listen carefully, you know that the one with the biggest movement is definitely his own son.

But the weaker one...

Most of them are his own "big nephew" Sun Chengsi.

Gee~

This monkey didn't know what brother, friend, brother, and respectful, he would make his brother cry every time he met, and would not repent after being beaten and scolded several times.

as predicted.

Sun Shaozong hurried a few steps to his home, and saw his skin monkey rolling all over the floor. Ruan Rong was sitting in it with a feather duster, and a mandarin duck holding Sun Chengsi next to him, in a posture that he wanted to persuade but did not dare to persuade.

"Second Lord!"

"Second Lord."

Seeing Sun Shaozong coming in from the outside, the children and relatives all over the house bowed to show their respects. Only Ruan Rong was holding the feather duster, still in the shape of a concave on the Luohan bed.

Sun Shaozong stepped forward to take Sun Chengsi from Mandarin Duck's arms, and looked at Sun Chengyi, who had finally stopped rolling and was peeking at him with his eyes, and asked helplessly: "What happened this time?"

"It's not that this little beast is making trouble again!"

Ruan Rong threw the feather duster angrily and pointed at his son and cursed: "One did not look at him. He stole the hot sauce from the kitchen to coax Chengsi to eat. When asked him, he plausibly said that it is a blessing to share!"

This little bastard!

Sun Shaozong couldn't help but glared at his son when he heard the words. The few cans of chili sauce that he tried to make were a heavy taste for him, let alone a child under two years old?

Sun Chengyi narrowed his neck, flattened his mouth, sniffed, and was about to cry loudly.

"Get up and talk back!"

Sun Shaozong yelled when he saw it, and the boy suffocated his crying, and slowly got up from the ground, still muttering: "Brother, a little bit, some of you."

He probably wanted to emphasize that his brother only ate a little bit.

Pomegranate just came up, trying to slap the dust on his body, and said dumbfounded: "Little ancestor, you just need to say a few words."

Only then did Sun Chengyi shut his mouth gloomily, but before Pomegranate finished taking the dust on his body, the little guy turned his mind again, ran to save Sun Shaozong's thigh, and clamored for his father to hug him.

As soon as Sun Shaozong raised his leg, he hooked this kid up to more than three feet high, and he threw it onto the bed of Luohan, and said with a smile: "You are crying, brother, do you still have the face to hold him? Go, find the ball, and take it with you. Brother go to play in the yard, who dare to cry again, be careful that Lao Tzu's spanking blooms!"

Sun Chengyi didn't fully understand, but the word "ball" was familiar to him. He cheered and went under the kang table for a long time.

Not long after he turned out a pig urine bubble wrapped in a cooked skin, and threw it to the ground, he climbed down the Arhat bed neatly and shot out like a big foot, and the ball rolled to the threshold.

Pomegranate came to the door subconsciously and wanted to help him open the curtain, but when he raised his hand, he hesitated again. He turned around and asked Sun Shaozong, "Second Lord, it's freezing outside, isn't it..."

"How can a boy be so squeamish?"

Sun Shaozong said disapprovingly, and conveniently put his "big nephew" on the ground. Unsurprisingly, the little guy had forgotten the "hatred" he had just now, and followed his "cousin" with screaming.

Solving the little conflict between the brothers, Sun Shaozong slid on the Luohan bed, took a few walnuts and broke them open, picking up the nuts and throwing them into his mouth. It looked leisurely, but his eyes quietly walked out.

"Don't bother."

Ruan Rong had been with him for the longest time, and he could see through his mind at a glance. While signalling the pomegranate to bring another pan of sugar-fried chestnuts, he said: "After all, they are relatives of the old lady. I asked them to go there to discuss. Be clear, and avoid embarrassment at the time."

That's it.

No wonder I came back for a long time and didn't see Xiangling and You Erjie. They came to report what they had seen in the Xing family.

Suddenly, Sun Shaozong's mouth wanted to make it clear: "I'm afraid that the two children will bump into each other. Where did Xiangling and Youshi go? By the way, what are you eating tonight?"

Although he knew that he was changing the subject, Ruan Rong didn’t bother to go further, and continued, “Didn’t you say yesterday that you want to make some fresh stuff with that hot sauce? Butler Zhao asked someone to take it at noon. Zhangzi, right now is picking up on the stove."

Starting with the deer and the hot sauce, the two chatted together. Seeing the sun set, Xiangling and You Erjie finally rushed back from the big house.

Originally, according to Xiang Ling's temperament, he had to return to the serious errands before talking about the sidelines.

But Sun Shaozong didn't want to discuss Na Xing Xiuyan as a concubine in front of Ruan Rong, so he clamored to have dinner and dinner first, and wait for the evening to talk about other things.

So the two soups of eight meats, eight vegetarians and fourteen dishes were put on the table one after another. The finale was the ‘Sauce Popcorn Flower’ and the ‘Casserole Lubao’ cooked in chili sauce.

After all, it was the first time I tried it. In fact, the taste is only unsatisfactory. It can be said that there are only two characters of ‘fresh and spicy’, which really doesn’t fit Ruan Rong’s taste.

Therefore, most of this deer was sacrificed to Sun Shaozong's five internal organs temple.

As the so-called full of warmth and desire, let alone eating these many scorching tonic things?

Seeing Ruan Rong taking her son to take a bath in the inner room, and her daughter being taken by Qingwen to the West Wing, Sun Shaozong sipped the remaining wine in the cup, and looked back and forth on Xiangling and Sister You.

Second Sister You might not be so smart when it comes to things next to her. She has the most talent in this area, and she guessed Sun Shaozong's mind right now.

So while he took off his robe and revealed the fleshy breasts, he embraced Xiangling's shoulders and said with a smile: "My sister will move there in a few days, and the communication will not be as convenient as it is now. "

Xiangling didn't doubt that there was him, and hurriedly said: "In fact, there are no steps, you and I are diligent...Ah!"

Second Sister You retracted her evil hand, and she covered her mouth with a pun and smiled: "My sister is really'sincere', but I'm not talking about something, but thinking about being a companion with my sister at night, I don't know. Sister can still accommodate me there?"

No matter how confused Xiang Ling was, she had a recollection at this time. She couldn't help but glanced at Sun Shaozong with a blushing face. Seeing his burning eyes, she was reluctant to say no words to refuse in her heart.

In the end, the three of them pushed halfway through, and squeezed into the Xiangling house by reporting what they had learned at the Xing family.

…………

But it was said that Qingwen settled down and just returned to the West Wing living room, she heard some unbearable movement inside, the intensity of which was far more intense than usual.

Bah~

In the morning, I said I didn’t want to take the opportunity to have a son!

Qingwen sighed secretly, pretending to clean up the house with a straight face, but in fact all the little maidservants who were listening to the wall drove out ~www.readwn.com~ But alone on the Luohan bed, there was a pair of needlework attending to the needlework. child.

I don't know how long it has been since Mizhong.

Suddenly the door of the room there was a minute left and right. Qingwen looked up and saw the disheveled Sun Shaozong. The red glow on her face suddenly spread behind her ears.

While twisting his body, his back was facing the door; while he was familiar with the road, he put all the needles and threads back into the dustpan.

When the familiar arms wrapped her tightly around her, Qingwen was busy and closed her beautiful eyes tightly, but she died without struggling at all. Sun Shaozong was allowed to pick herself up and strode back into the room. .

It wasn't until the same two Aries were lying in the same place that she suddenly noticed something wrong, but when she wanted to struggle again, it was already too late.

Half the poem said:

The spring tide grows in the grass, and the merchant ships sing to take advantage of the tide...

.. m.