MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’-v2 Chapter 1 A foreigner’s door, a bun, please remember (1)

The emperor suddenly collapsed, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the ruling and the opposition were in chaos. The regent prince Yan Yurui took this opportunity to unite Zeng Houye to quickly clean up the imperial power, and the Queen Mother Chu Yunhan and The Shaodi Emperor Xiao Xiaoming was responsible for stabilizing the Chaoyang Hall, selecting fresh blood for injection, and facing the outside, the prince and the prince also joined Zeng Shaoqing to quickly absorb the leftover forces and business of Baijia Qianjia. After nearly half a year of chaos, the new ruling and opposition pattern Gradually formed, the situation in Qingguo has gradually stabilized. At this time, Yan Yufufu has already moved to the newly built Jingyun Mountain Villa outside the city.

"Hey, I want to invite Xiaoqing to eat."

On this day, it happened to be at the end of the month. Ling Jingxuan did not go out. Sikong 3, who also moved to Jingyun Mountain Villa, also went through the books in the hall of his house as usual. The big buns that had been seven years old suddenly ran from the outside. When I came in, I heard him say, Ling Jingxuan slightly opened his mouth, and the charcoal in his hand fell on the table, and the opposite side of the sky was not much better. The big eyes were like ghosts. Ling Jingxuan Who doesn't know the big buns of the family? He actually will treat guests for dinner? It’s going to be red rain.

"Hey!"

Seeing the situation, the big bun has a red face that is undoubtedly more red, and the mind can't help but emerge from the small partner of Weiyuan Houfu. Is it so terrible for him to treat him? He is just a frugal thing, not like the money spent by others, isn’t it right? How hard is it to make money? How can he be careful?

"I am sorry that I don't understand clearly, Xiaowen, what did you just say?"

Going back to God, Ling Jingxuan has a clear cough with a black line in his head. He must have heard it wrong just now? Or is it that the big buns are wrong, and they will take the initiative to invite them to eat?

"I said I want to invite Xiaoqing to eat."

The big buns are precocious, knowing what his reaction means, the whole person can't help but be more embarrassed, and the little fist is dead, but?

"What are you doing?"

Ling Jingxuan’s next move ignited the bomb like the fuse. The big bun swayed the hand that touched his forehead, and the big, rounded eyes glared at him. It’s too much. He’s not asking for it. Guest, as for doubting that he has a fever?

"Coughing, I just want to touch you."

Under his contempt, Ling Jingxuan, who consciously made a little over-fire, avoided his sight. This can't blame him. Is that all intuitive reaction? Who made the big buns themselves so sly, he said that he wants to treat the guests, he is scared to death, is there any?

"Can I say that I want to touch you too?"

On the other side, Sikong snorted and whispered. The sun today must have risen from the west. How can they see ghosts during the day? Xiaowen treats, seems to be more serious than a ghost?

"Hey brother!"

The big steamed buns made them smoke quickly, and Ling Jingxuan quickly said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, isn't it an accident? Our family Xiaowen always comes to the door... Amount... No, always frugal, don't marry me. Ah, frugality is a virtue. Before, if you hadn’t helped you to do your best, how many days have you been married? I am boasting you.”

Under the contempt of his son's anger, Ling Jingxuan had to play the role of his arrogance, as much as possible to appease the little wolf who was angered by them.

"I know that there are some tricks. Although my family’s life is better now, the money is basically spent. I also thought about being generous. Every time I think that the money is hard earned, I will forget. Generous."

A tear rushed into the eyelids, and the big buns twisted their fingers and stuttered. When I was in Houfu, the little friends laughed at him too much. I haven’t asked them to eat even a bunch of candied haws for so long. He was so determined that he had to make a decision to have a big bleeding and ask them to have a meal. Who knows that he really has such a trick?

"Who said that our big buns will not come generously? You see that the toys of the small dumplings are almost all bought by you. Last time the small dumplings were old, did you not send him a valuable jade Guanyin? The brother of such a generous book, I think even if I look around the whole world, I can't find a second one."

Although, it seems that he is only generous to the small group, no matter, in order not to let his son really sad to get rid of the golden beans, Ling Jingxuan decisively pulled him to praise, praised Ling Wen himself is embarrassed, next to the Sikong 珏 almost Did not faint, almost played the endurance of a lifetime, Sikong was able to endure, not forgetting to nod.

"Really, really?"

Looking up, tearful eyes bright and bright, big buns and early familiarity is just an immature little fox, how can it be Ling Jingxuan's opponent of this old fox?

"Of course it is true, don't believe you ask."

Finally, he comforted the big steamed buns. Ling Jingxuan’s slender fingers pointed directly to Sikong, and the sight of the big buns sparkling could not help but turn over. Si Kongting strongly endured the twitching nod of the corner of his mouth and said: “Yes, Xiaowen is the best brother. Didn't you see your brothers like you very much? Shouldn't we be okay with outsiders? Xiaowen is so clear and close, and my brother will learn from you."

He swears that he has been extremely poor in all his life.

"Isn't it, we don't know people, why are we generous? You brothers, too, every time you are big-handed, you don't live like you, let's live, let's save some points."

Yes, the big steamed buns are soothing, and it is his turn to preach to them. Ling Jingxuan Si Kongting is unable to exchange his eyes. When he is tired, he wants to be a tired person who makes his son like it!

"This time our family Xiaowen咋 remembered to treat the guests?"

After listening to a long list of songs, Ling Jingxuan finally caught a gap and inserted it. His son’s jealousy was seen and he was deeply hurt. If they didn’t make a sound, he would never sleep for a long time.

"Oh, that's not Xiaoqing. They said that I didn't even ask them to eat a sugar gourd."

It is said that the color of the face of the big steamed buns is dimmed, and the fingers are grievously twisted together. They have not invited him. Every time they are playing at home, the food they eat is at home, is it every time? When he went to Jingyun Mountain Villa, he didn't give them something to eat. As for the jokes together.

"Hey? This way, then you can sponsor a thousand and two silvers, and you will take them to Xinyuan for a good meal."

Reluctantly smile, Ling Jingxuan said, he touched out a thousand-dollar silver ticket and handed it to him. But the big buns not only did not reach out, but instead stared at him with anger and anger, Ling Jingxuan feared shrinking neck. This is another place?

I am afraid that he is distressed by his own money. Is it wrong for him to sponsor him for one thousand two? This is too difficult.

"Hey, you are still like this, Xinyuan's things are more expensive, and then, Xinyuan's many dishes are the ones that you teach them. Shui Ling's sisters will do all, why do we have to spend that money?"

In the next second, the big bun hands akimbo, and put on the preaching posture, hundreds of tons of black lines instantly climbed to the brain, Ling Jingxuan wants to refute, can think about it, he said it is also reasonable? Nowadays, most of Xinyuan's dishes are provided by him. It costs a lot of money to eat the dishes they often eat. It seems to be a waste.

"No, you will not live too much. I will help you with this money. I will ask for it when you need it in the future."

After thinking about it, the big steamed bun took the one thousand and two silver tickets and used it to look at the cautious look. Ling Jingxuan sighed deeply. When the bun was taken from Lingjia Village to the capital or the buns, he would not I should always think about how to develop them into jealousy.

"So, are you planning to have a banquet at home and ask them?"

After a little finishing, Ling Jingxuan asked calmly.

"Well, I have to trouble Shui Ling's sister."

Nodded, the eyes of the big buns looked at Song Shuiling who was standing behind them and snickered. The latter slammed and said: "No trouble, no trouble, I am happy to eat for the world."

"Hey, this is an extra job, I will pay you money, Shui Linger, I am bothering you."

The big steamed buns out of the purse and found a silver ingot about two or two. They walked over to her hand and gave it money when they worked. This big buns are still clear.

"That won't work, the master and you will also talk."

It was Song Shuiling who was shocked. She dared to ask for the money of the world. Song Shuiling refused to give up and asked for help from Ling Jingxuan.

"Oh, if you give it to you, you can’t do it?"

They are not the main children who often reward the next person. This sentence Ling Jingxuan did not say it. It is rare for his family to be generous once. How can he stop it?

"master"

"Shui Linger sister, you will take it, I can listen to others, women are going to marry a dowry, how can you not do it?"

Shui Linger was so anxious to cry out, the big bun decisively pulled his hand into it, the tone was like a little adult, and the dowry, he really determined what he knew is the real dowry?

After he said that, Shui Linger stunned, when he returned to God, the big steamed buns had left, and the silver spindle was lying quietly on the palm of her hand.

"Since you are asking your friends to eat, and you are coming to the house, you have to take out the fan of the prince of the prince to entertain them. You and the father are inconvenient to intervene. So, I am making reservations. The houses in Yunhan are packed up, and you are there to entertain them."

A group of small radish head banquet, he does not want to be a dad, and if they go, the children will be uncomfortable, let them let them toss, left and right in the Jingyun Villa, can not be much trouble.

"Thank you, I am going to ask my eldest brother to teach me to write a post."

Ling Wenyi was happy, and he turned and ran upstairs.

"Wait, why didn't you see Xiaowu?"

Ling Jingxuan just remembered that the big buns had come back for a while, and the little steamed buns and the Shangshang, who went out together in the morning, did not return.

"Xiaowu said that he found a delicious noodle, and they went to eat together."

The big buns did not return, and the people disappeared on the stairway. Ling Jingxuan heard the helplessness and shook his head. The big buns had no cure, and the small buns had no more food attributes.

"Haha... Jing Xuan, the children you raise are this!"

For a long time, the empty-handed man held his stomach and laughed. He stretched out his hand and gave him a thumbs up. Whether it was Xiaowen Xiaowu or a small squad who just ran away when he just walked, did the buns all have full personality?

"Smile and laugh, don't you laugh at you?"

Without a good look at him, Ling Jingxuan reached out and picked up the account that had just been pushed open. The moment of bowing, the lips and corners showed warm smiles. In fact, the little buns have no personality, and at least their days are very good. Isn't joy?

[End of this chapter]