Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"It's such a small article, something happened on the mountain today, I suddenly feel that your father is not suitable for going up the mountain, but the shopkeeper Zhang is rushing the goods and it is too tight, so I was wondering if we should buy a few more servants. ?" Although he had already told Ling Jingxuan about this, it was a bit sloppy for someone to slap him, and he felt that it would be more secure to tell his son.

"Buying people again? Doesn't that cost money again?"

Ling Wen frowned in disgust. Even though he doesn't care about money now, as soon as he sees the large expenses at home, he will feel all kinds of pain, and he can't wait to regain financial power. He knows that some money should be spent. , can't be saved, but buying people is obviously not one of them.

"Yes, Sheng Rui, our family has almost enough hands, why do we still need to buy someone?"

On the other side, Mrs. Ling Wang also interjected distressedly. Until now, she doesn't know how much her son earns, but no matter how rich the family is, you should save some money. There will be more places to spend money in the future.

"Because some people are always in trouble."

Holding his son's hand, Yan Shengrui glanced at someone meaningfully, but that person was a ruffian and laughed twice. He didn't do it on purpose, who knew that the wild boar would suddenly run out.

Ling Wen is also smart, as soon as he heard what he said, he thought of his father, and the suspicious eyes slowly returned, Ling Jingxuan's forehead darkened: "Don't look at me, it's not far from the place where we pick the fruit, wild boars will run away. There must be other reasons for coming out, and it has nothing to do with me."

Yes, it sure doesn't matter.

"Then why didn't it come to us to pick the fruit?"

"Forehead"

Once again, Ling Jingxuan asked his son to be speechless, Yan Shengrui was amused and picked up the topic again: "Even if I don't talk about this, I still feel bad for your father who gets up early and gets into the dark, Xiaowen, look at your bodies. After taking care of it, your father is still as thin as a bamboo pole. If the wind were a little bigger, I might be able to blow him away. Now the weather is terribly hot, let alone raising a body, so Xiaowen, we will be left and right. The family is not short of money, so why don't you buy a few more people?"

Yan Shengrui never concealed his love for Ling Jingxuan. Even in front of the whole family, he did not shy away from opening his mouth to say that it made others feel embarrassed first, but everyone had red eyes. The blessing or envy of luǒluǒ is enough.

"Well, then buy a few more, Daddy, you too, when you buy new servants at home, don't go up the mountain, stay at home and wash the wild fruits with the milk and the others, and you should eat more meals three times a day. Order, grow more meat, or my father will want to buy people when he is distressed, and no matter how old the family is, he can't keep buying people, right? You should consider it for our family's livelihood. "

Ling Wen said it righteously, and the distress in it was not concealed. Ling Jingxuan held his head weakly: "Then do I want to embroider and embroider the soles of your shoes like you and the others?"

Did the father and son really think he was a bitch? He has no objection if they want to buy someone, anyway, sooner or later they will buy it. As for always talking about him? What's wrong with being thinner? I'm only happy if I have to make him a big fat pig?

"It's okay if you want."

"Forehead"

Who knows, Ling Wen, who has always been very smart, didn't hear the ridicule, and nodded cautiously. Ling Jingxuan completely announced that he was dead. Is it okay for him to admit defeat? The pitiful little bun will block him! It doesn't hurt him anymore.

"Ha ha."

The battle between father and son ended with Ling Wen's victory once again, and everyone watched a good show again. Regarding the purchase of people, after Yan Shengrui's explanation, everyone no longer rejected it. Yan Shengrui directly asked Old Song Minger to send the child away. Inform Liu Baoren that this matter is almost a sure thing.

"Iron baby, come here, daddy láng doesn't bite, it's very good, just like daddy."

On the other side, the little bun ran to drag the iron boy who was standing with the little tiger again. What a bad analogy for the bear boy, but he compared his father to the giant, and the iron boy was even more excited, but he was afraid of the giant. That tall figure and sharp fangs, the small face is full of entanglement and embarrassment.

"I don't want it anymore, I'm afraid?"

In the end, that little bit of heartbeat was lost to the natural fear of human beings, Ling Wu frowned, pulled him and patted his little chest: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you, besides, dad is láng Xiao Hei's father is also our father, it doesn't bite people "Ow! "

As if to confirm what he said, the two cubs also rushed in front of them, opened their mouths and bit Tie Wazi's clothes, dragged him towards his father, unable to bear their enthusiasm, Tie Wazi passively stepped forward , when he came to the giant láng, he was so scared that his breathing almost stopped, and he stared at it stiffly with his eyes open.

The huge láng head slowly approached, Tie Wazi closed his eyes abruptly, desperately trying not to let himself scream, but the next second, a warm and moist touch came to his face, and the closed eyes slowly slowed down. Slowly opening a slit, his head had already retreated, but the damp heat it left on his face was still there, realizing that it was really unpleasant, and licking his face kindly, Tie Wazi stretched out tremblingly. Shot, gently touched its head, the small face slowly opened a smile.

"Really, Father Láng is really not a man, Xiao Wu, look at it, I touched its head."

As long as the first step is taken, there will be basically no obstacles in the future. Tie Wazi happily leans on the gigantic body, smiling like a flower, and the little tiger on the other side also has the courage to lean on it. After a long time, a group of little guys got acquainted with the giant láng, and everyone shouted affectionately for láng daddy.

Daddy láng, it was a lot of fun to play with it.

Han Fei, who was nervous for a long time next to him, let out a quiet breath. God knows how much he wanted to rush up to pull him back when he noticed Tie Wazi walking towards the giant, but at the critical moment, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui couldn't help but sound the words in his mind. Then, and Zhao Dalong's reminder, he didn't want Tie Wazi to be like them, didn't want to kill his talent, he had to learn to let go. It turned out that he did the right thing, the giant didn't hurt Tie Wazi, and Tie Wazi also So braver.

"Um?"

The hand on his knee was suddenly grabbed, Han Fei turned his head in disgust, only to see Zhao Dalong smiling at him with his mouth open, his soft face couldn't help but smile, and his backhand clasped his fingers tightly. , It seems that Jing Xuan's education method is the right one. Tie Wazi is a boy, he must be brave, and he must have the courage to face all difficulties and adversities, and this kind of courage must be cultivated at an early age.

"Okay, it's getting dark, go take a shower and rinse your mouth, ready to go to bed."

Seeing that the children became more and more crazy, Ling Jingxuan had to remind them aloud that he might be late for school, but he did not forget what Chu Ci said on the first day of his apprenticeship. He would feel distressed for most of the day after resigning the punishment.

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The children were also well-behaved. They got up from the giant láng one after another. The giant láng, who had been ravaged for a long time, whimpered twice, saying goodbye to them, and took the two cubs back to their house. The others also stood up one after another. They got up and prepared to leave. They were in distress and busy picking fruit and dealing with wild boars. They were already tired.

Chapter 110 Buying People (1)

Early the next morning, when sending the children to school, Ling Jingxuan asked Song Yang to fill Chu Ci and his son with two jars of spicy pork gān and five-spice preserved pork in small jars of jam. Song Yang felt sorry for the children, afraid they would go to school When I was hungry, I wrapped them in oil paper bags and put them in their school bags, so that they could eat them when they were hungry.

The delivery is still there, and the busy day has started again. Last night, because of the fight between the children, they stopped making jam after dinner. There are still many wild fruits in the warehouse waiting to be cleaned and boiled. With Yan Shengrui's insistence , Ling Jingxuan decided to stay at home to make jam, the others all went up the mountain, the only one who was idle was Ling Jinghan, who was reading in the pavilion.

"Master Xuan, Liu Baoren said that he might not be able to bring people over until noon."

The factory for making jam covers a very wide area. The CCP is divided into two parts. On one side, there are many reservoirs for cleaning the fruit, and on the other side, a whole row of large stoves is built. Guozi, when the restaurant was pressing for goods, Ling Jingxuan usually boiled three pots together. The same is true today. When Lao Song came in to report, he just nodded casually among the three pots to show that he knew. Song Gengniu didn't reply a word, and Song Gengniu didn't care, he turned around and went out to go to the mountains. As long as the work started at home, he would go to the mountains to help after the children were delivered.

At noon, the whole family got together for lunch. After the family's economy improved, Ling Jingxuan completely ignored the rule of two meals a day and changed to three meals a day. At first, Ling Chenglong and his wife felt a bit extravagant and obscure. I told him twice, but who knew that they would listen to him in turn each time. Gradually, they gradually became accustomed to three meals a day, and even Zhao Hanfu was used to it. I also cook lunch at my home.