Chapter 15 Daddy

My cousin, whom I had never met before, came to Qinzhou to buy his young wife with 5,000 taels.

Ji Mingde smiled silently in the darkness, scratching Baoru's ears, softer little ears, soft and soft. With a slight movement, she kept putting her arms in his arms.

Ji Mingde, who had never entered Chang'an, could hardly imagine that when Zhao Fang was prime minister and Qinzhou's son occupied half of the Chang'an officialdom, this little little man was so spoiled when he was young, what kind of boudoir he slept in, what kind of friends he made, and what kind of childhood sweetheart Li Shaoyuan, who was the grandson of the late emperor, and what kind of childhood sweetheart he was with her.

Has he ever pinched her soft little ears like a circle of kittens, and had also circled her in her arms and listened to her sleeping breathing?

Yang came again, knocking on the window ridge outside, like a rat's teeth gnawing, but Baoru shrank again.

Ji Mingde said directly: "Mom, I still can't do it, you can't do it here!"

Yang was angry: "You can do it in Hu Lanyin, why can't my Baoru?"

Ji Mingde rarely gets angry in front of his mother, stretches his neck and says, "It's not possible to be Hu Lanyin's place, no one can do it. Go to bed quickly, don't worry, okay?"

Baoru was awakened and curled up in Ji Mingde's arms and didn't dare to move. The person who said no, made her lower abdomen feel hurt, and she could only pretend to continue to sleep.

Yang hated him for a long time and said, "I heard that people outside said that the one next door is pregnant, and you dare to lie to you."

Baoru moved his hand and gently picked up his messy hair scattered on the tip of his nose. With a tweet, a faint fragrance of his daughter fell on Ji Mingde's nose. His nose was a little itchy, and he was sneezing and sneezing.

Whether Baoru or Yang, when he heard his voice, he thought Hu Lanyin was really pregnant. Baoru was fine, Yang was so angry that he asked, "You don't like her if my Baoru is not good, Ang?" She was so angry that she turned into Ang, and the donkey screamed.

Ji Mingde was angry, shy and helpless, closed his eyes and was in silence, and was in a stalemate with me.

After a long time of silence, Yang suddenly said, "Do you want your mother to come to Baozhitang tomorrow to prescribe a few medicines for you to take, or just do it? If you feel ashamed of not taking medicine, the Javanese who sells magic oil has not left yet, I will secretly make some magic oil for you to apply it?"

Baoru finally couldn't help but trembled his shoulders and laughed, and his whole body trembled slightly in Ji Mingde's arms.

Ji Mingde suddenly used both hands and hit her shoulder hard, pushing her heart and lungs to hit her whole body against the wall. Baoru almost screamed and swallowed her back to her throat. The smile turned into annoyance, and she wanted to kick Ji Mingde down.

Yang finally left angrily.

The next morning, Duan Qiming brought more than a dozen mountain workers and brickworkers to build a house for Ji Mingde.

Ji Mingde discussed with the supervisor and lingered on the flat foundation for a whole morning.

Baoru personally served tea to the supervisor and Duan Qiming. The fat Duan Qiming stood up with sweat. Seeing that Baoru was smiling and carrying the tea, he reached out to take it, but he didn't stretch it. After hiding after a pile of bricks and tiles, he teased Baoru: "Madam Jie Yuan, does your Ji Jie Yuan know that you want to make a shrine for him?"

Baoru hurriedly reached out and slapped, adding tea for him three times. Both of them were tacitly booed, for fear that Ji Mingde would know.

Until the evening, all the mountain workers left. Yang, who was originally happy, suddenly changed his face and pointed at Ji Mingde and said, "Tell me honestly, is it the money I paid next door?"

Ji Mingde shook his head: "No!"

The buckwheat noodles made tonight was mixed with oily diced cabbage. The diced cabbage was similar to black fungus, and it was also a ground lettuce. It was soft and tender, and the scallion oil was delicious. However, the only thing was that it was difficult to clean up. Yang liked to do fine work, and he picked no trace of weeds. The dark diced cabbage was mixed with small green onions and drizzled with sesame oil, which made it a scent of the nose.

When I was young, Baoru's grandmother liked to eat this dish very much. Even Baoru was used to eating it and loved it.

Baoru was sweating heavily when he ate. Ji Mingde took a fan and slapped her in the cool breeze. He replied to my mother: "It's not, it's the person I hired."

Yang was still angry: "Didn't you give all the money you saved to Baoru's brother? Why have I never seen the money you got there?"

Baoru smiled and stoked the stir-fried balls on the chopsticks, biting the soft and tender drizzle bit by bit. Seeing the mother and son angry, she felt funny inexplicably. Ji Mingde was quite patient, but he was always forced to jump into his feet by Yang.

Yang was angry with his son, and he still couldn't realize it. He pointed to his nose and asked, "Is the money from Baoru? Did you ask her to coax the money last night?"

Baoru hurriedly said, "Mom, no, my silver is locked, Mingde doesn't use my silver!"

Yang still didn't believe it, so he handed the stir-frying ball to his son, pressed two more chopsticks and meat sauce on it, and fanned his son.

The family of three was eating under the eaves, Yang was washing dishes, Baoru embroidered flowers, Ji Mingde was still studying the drawing outside the window. In the early autumn sunset, the cicadas on the trees were still hot, but there was also a cool breeze.

Suddenly, a girl was touched on the wall of the green brick courtyard and whispered: "Second Young Master, Second Young Master!"

Ji Mingde threw away his pen and asked, "What's the matter?"

The girl said, "Our master is back and asks you to come here."

Baoru was shocked, and the needle pierced his hand. He looked up and saw Ji Mingde looking at him. He suddenly asked, "Baoru, what do you think of Ji Bai?"

Baoru turned his head and gave him the back of his head: "What does this have to do with me?"

Ji Mingde said: "He is tired of living and wants to die. What do you think you should do?"

When Baoru turned his head, he had already left.

Next door, Ji Bai was back, and there were only two people in the room, including him and Zhu. Zhu stretched out his hand from afar: "Come here quickly and ask my mother to see you!"

Ji Bai suddenly took a breath and glared at Zhu, and Zhu then slapped his mouth.

Ji Mingde said: "I wonder what the uncle called me?"

Ji Bai said bluntly: "A group of thieves robbed my medicine, and a batch of Galan was lost. Wang Dingjiang was furious. He was no longer interested in paying for the money. He wanted to remove my medicinal materials this year. What do you think you should do?"

Ji Mingde said: "It is difficult for my nephew to ask about my uncle's business. Since there is nothing to do, my nephew will go back first."

Ji Bai shook his sleeves and said, "What nephew, you were born by me, and I am my son. I can only take away a coffin board when I close my eyes. No matter how much I earn, I will leave it to you. If you don't ask, who will leave this stall for the future?"

Zhu's legs were softly put on his legs, and walked over with the table, hugged Ji Mingde and cried: "It's not that my parents refused to love you, the mouth next door is like a knife, and you haven't kissed us since childhood, so my mother feels sorry for you, and I can't reach you!"

Ji Mingde said: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first. Don't say these words in the future. I just pretend that I have never heard of them."

Ji Bai was so angry that he glared at him, then gritted his teeth and scolded Zhu: "It's all because of you, you idiot. When the child was still young, he pulled his sleeves to recognize his own child every day, which made Yang feel unfaithful and took his son away for seven or eight years. Now that he came back, he has already been able to keep his heart happy, and even I, as my son, don't recognize me.

My Ji Bai's life is going well, why did I marry you, a terrible old lady!"

Mrs. Yang sobbed in her handkerchief and shouted, "Is it my fault? Good two sons, exactly the same smart and lovely. You must catch your elbow and give one to the second wife. Now the biological son is not kissing me. What kind of evil am I doing?"

Hu Lanyin took Xiao Hao'er and was eavesdropping like a giraffe with her neck stretched out.

Hao'er was puzzled and asked Hu Lanyin whispered: "Miss, is the second young master the son of the second wife? Why did the master say that the second young master is his son? I don't understand."

Hu Lanyin raised her finger and took Hao'er out of the main yard, but walked towards the next door.

She said: "At that time, Ji Bai and Ji Ding were doing business and sold medicinal materials in Tubo and Turkic areas. Ji Ding died in the desert. Ji Bai came back alone. At that time, the old lady of the Ji family was still there because Ji Ding had no children when he died, and our Qinzhou was the most disgusting family. It happened that my mother-in-law gave birth to twins at that time. Old lady Ji presided over the leadership of carrying the younger one to the next Yang family, so that the two families had a son.

This matter is hidden closely, and not many people know about it now. But I see that Ji Bai wants to bring Mingde back openly."

Hao'er exclaimed happily: "Oh, it turns out that the second young master is actually the serious young master of our big room. The poor woman next door and Zhao Baoru are embarrassed. Our master is rich and the lady is the serious young lady of the big room. Who in the world thinks that the money is small? The second young master will definitely return to the big room in the future. By then, if Zhao Bao really wants to return to the main room and his wife becomes a concubine, she will suffer."

Hu Lanyin smiled deeply and shook her head and said, "Then Zhao Baoru has great luck. Now it's just a phoenix that has fallen into marriage. Many nobles are afraid that they will come to our Qinzhou to ask for marriage. She has no fate with our second young master. But the old woman in the second house is frightened and she is afraid that she will be in vain."

The two of them said, and they saw that they had arrived at the door of the second room next door. The two stopped at the door and looked at each other and smiled, and went into the second room to find Baoru.

In the house owner's house, Ji Bai slapped the table hard and shouted: "Nizi, kneel down for me!"

Ji Mingde did not kneel down, poked straight, and his two drooping sleeves kept shaking. Zhu hurriedly hugged him and said to Ji Bai in a low voice: "Why are you angry? You want to scare the child? Can you not say anything well?"

Ji Bai glared at Ji Mingde again, lit the hookah, took a deep breath, and spit out two long smogs: "I'll just tell you briefly. Wang Dingjiang doesn't want money or medicinal materials. Jialan has already found some supplements to fill in them from other places. However, if our Ji family still wants to continue to purchase royal medicinal materials and do business with Guanglu Temple, we have to find supplements from other ways and give him the treasure he wants."

Ji Mingde suddenly looked up: "He wants Baoru?"

Ji Bai's aura was much lowered and nodded, "That's right. I married Lan Yin for you. He was generous and virtuous, and his own methods were amazing. With such a beautiful wife, your future in Chang'an will be stable.

After Baoru was defeated, you gave her to Wang Dingjiang to change her Jinshi next year, and I have a wealthy family and a prominent official career. How high is it? Is it right?"

Ji Mingde said: "Since you just came back, you should have a rest earlier. It's time for me to go home."

Looking at his son leaving, Zhu clasped Fang Barzi and asked Ji Bai worriedly: "Do you think he can agree?"
Chapter completed!