Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

Zheng Qingyan looked at her daughter and father in surprise, "You want me to marry into the government of Yasukuni?"

She was full of absurdity and disbelief, "Ms. Yasukuni is going to die? You let me marry and be the heir?"

Zheng Ting never said anything.

Zheng Qingyan's face was pale, "Father, for the sake of her family's daughter, she can be the wife of Jingcheng Hou.

Zheng Ting knocked on the table, "Ayan, the second son who asked you to marry Jingchenghou."

Second son?

Zheng Qingyan reacted, Jingchenghou's eldest son was frail, and the second son died young. Is this to let her marry and stay widow?

Zheng Ting said: "The second son of Jingcheng Hou did not die. I sent someone to the border to check. At the beginning, Jingcheng Hou was guarding the city at the border, and his son was lost and fell into the farm. Later, the farmer changed his son. The one who died was the son of the farmer, not Jingcheng. His son. When his biological heirs recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, the second son is healthy, and the eldest son is weak and infertile. When you give birth to a male heir, it will be Mrs. Jingchenghou sooner or later."

The three brothers of the Jiang family have separated their younger brothers from each other, and they rarely communicate with each other, which shows their indifference.

Furthermore, he found evidence that it was a jade pendant that Jiang's father went to the pawnshop.

In order not to disturb the other side, Zheng Ting did not touch the jade pendant.

Zheng Qingyan still believes in her father's ability, and Mrs. Jingchenghou's identity is obviously more attractive in the future.

Zheng Qingyan bit her lip, "I just separated from Shubai, how would others think of me?"

After speaking, he sighed again, "I also have some affection with him, and it should be the life of the ancient Buddha. If the second son of Jingcheng Hou is dead, he will marry the Jingcheng Hou’s mansion, but he will survive, and he will accompany Mrs. Jingcheng Hou to pay homage to the Buddha. It's also a destination."

Zheng Ting smiled and said: "You are a hard-failed person, and Mrs. Jingchenghou is also a hard-failed. How can she not understand you? It's not in a hurry yet."

Song Xuewei could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw her mother say so, in fact she agreed.

Sure enough, I have to ask my grandfather to speak, otherwise my mother will not believe it so quickly.

Jiang family.

Jiang Zhishun hesitated and asked: "Brother, the third brother is really our own brother?"

Jiang Zhian gave him a stern look, "Don't listen to your daughter-in-law in everything, what abacus, she is so angry that she will go back to her family when she sees the third brother spends a copper plate, and now Jiang Zhile is separated, the better, so busy picking money?"

Jiang Zhishun's ears are soft and he is a little afraid of his eldest brother. It was only when my daughter-in-law was talking about it every day that I had the courage to ask, and now the whole person is like a pickle, "I just ask, no other meaning."

Jiang Zhian said indifferently: "The two families have been separated, it doesn't matter. He lives his life and we live our lives."

Jiang Zhishun couldn't help muttering, "I think the third brother looks a little like us, why isn't it our Jiang family?"

When my mother went in a hurry, a special jade pendant was discovered later.

Jiang Zhian only remembered what happened when he was a child. There seemed to be two third brothers in his family. One was picked up, and then one died of illness, and the remaining one was the third brother.

There is no Jiang family who is good at reading. Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes and phoenixes, and the mouse son can make holes. The third brother is born to be good at reading, and he learns words by himself since he was young.

It doesn't matter if it is divided, there is trouble on the divided side, which can't be involved, and they won't go to the autumn wind when they become rich.

"You two, tighten up your skin. Our family lives by honesty."

Jiang Zhian glanced at his younger brother sternly.

Jiang Zhishun listened to his eldest brother, patted his chest and nodded, "Big brother, I...I just told my wife, let's live a good life, don't make a fool of yourself."

"Just, this is the day of my mother's death?" Jiang Zhishun hesitated, "Don't you ask the third brother together?"

Ran Ran has been unhappy recently.

Ran Ran had something on his mind.

She didn’t eat well, and she didn’t sleep well. When she fell asleep, she always dreamed that her little brother asked her to peel the eggs. She peeled the eggs all night, and finally learned to do what she wanted. I will peel myself clean.

The beauty woke up with a smile.

In addition to this, it is the head flower, the head flower, because the head flower is often crooked, she sat on the stool for a day and waited for her father to fix it. Finally, she was so hungry that she groaned. The little brother immediately brought a plate of eggs over and took out one. Let her peel the boiled eggs.

Ran Ran is so miserable, and dreams are miserable.

Ran Ran was really angry.

I can't get angry anymore.

Brother Ma Su came to save her breakfast today, and Ran Ran happily left her father to eat breakfast.

Jiang Zhile looked at the new flower head from a distance. The flower head was asymmetrical, and the old father frowned.

Ma Su frowned when Jiang Zhile saw Jiang Zhile, his face slowly flushed, "Uncle Jiang, I, my father, he is out again."

Mother washed her face with tears every day at home, and wanted to come to Uncle Jiang and the village head. He finally stopped her.

Jiang Zhile raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then what?"

Ma Su breathed out a deep breath and tried to calm down, his hands clenched into fists, "I want my mother to join and leave."

Jiang Zhile snorted coldly: "Can you convince your mother?"

Ma Su bowed his head in shame.

After all, he didn't know what to do.

Is Dad worthy of nostalgia? The mother refused to reunite.

He can go to work if he has no talent, and he can work hard to support his mother and younger brother.

Why, why does the mother only care about father?

There is only someone else in my heart.

He didn't dare to say that his mother complained about Uncle Jiang for not helping, and the shame in his heart had drowned himself.

Jiang Zhile was lazy, "Do you want to read?"

Ma Su looked up in surprise.

"This book is for you. When you have the ability, your father will turn to you, and your mother will turn to you. If you don't have the ability to endure it, take your brother to endure it."

Jiang Zhile took out a handwritten three-character classic, "Let’s learn to write first."

Ma Su was excited with tears in his eyes, "Thank you Uncle Jiang, in the future—"

Jiang Zhile interrupted him, "I'm going to eat, and I won't keep it."

Thinking of Ranran's head flower, as soon as he left, Jiang Zhile walked behind Ran Ran with his hands on his back.

There was an extra person behind him, and Ran Ran was startled, and Ran Ran was very sad, "Daddy, do you want to scare Ran Ran to raise a new cub? Ran Ran really doesn't like head flowers, really."

Jiang Zhile was stunned for a moment, thinking of the box of stones that Wang Fugui had sent, which looked pretty good.

It's not jade or emerald, it's bright red and beautiful, a gem that has never been seen before.

People are the most important thing.

This gem looks good, but it is really worthless now, unless there is a way to spread it among the noble ladies in the capital, the higher the leader's status, the higher the value of the gem.

Wang Fugui didn't have such big means. The sky was high in the capital and the road was far away. Even if he found a way, he could be intercepted by someone accidentally, and he couldn't keep it.

He couldn't keep it on his own, nor was it his own. Wang Fugui didn't expect to make money, and generously gave Jiang Zhile a big box.

This thing is sold at a low price and at a loss, and no one buys it at a high price.

Just keep it as a gift.

Seeing that Ran Ran didn't want to wear her head flower, Jiang Zhile thought of taking this box of red gems out of the house.

Old man Gao looked curiously. He has carved stones with good craftsmanship, but he has never seen this kind of stone.

"Daddy, this is pretty!" Ran Ran could not help but lie over and take a look at the shiny stones.

Jiang Zhile grabbed a hand for her to play with, "Don't lose it, go and play."

The next day, Ranran embroidered two stones on his shoes, and a gold ingot was hung on his neck. Grandpa Gao carved the stones into ingots, and they were ground into small beads and put on a string on his ankles.

Ding ding dong bang as soon as I walked.

Ran Ran likes this very crisp sound, and Jiang Zhile is also very satisfied without the crooked head flower.

It is rare to find that Ran Ran has other hobbies besides eating, saving money, and being a butler. The old father is very pleased.

"Ran Ran, you have recently learned some new words, how would you describe this stone?"

The old father followed the temptation, facing a little clever cub, his mentality slowly turned to Buddhism.

Ran Ran suddenly replied: "It looks good!"

The old father choked and took out the evil head flower, "How do you describe this flower head?"

Ran Ran Wentun replied: "It looks good."

If it was normal, Jiang Zhile might have been angrily laughed.

Now he treats this cub with a research mentality. Even if the cub eats a few mouthfuls of porridge, he has a poor appetite. This kind of trivial matter is under the control of the old father, so how can he not find the difference in his tone?

He took out his handwritten book, "Ran Ran, describe this book, cover, handwriting--" he opened it for a while.

Ran Ran was very simple: "It looks good."

Jiang Zhile:? ? ?

Does this stupid radish only say it looks good?

He didn't believe in evil, and asked Ran Ran about the things in the house one by one.

The final result made the old father very excited.

Jiang Zhile piously opened the mahogany box and took out the old book inside, "Ran Ran, how about this?"

"Good-looking!" The little tail tone was cheerful.

Jiang Zhile: His cub is a genius!

He saw these books since he was a child, and loved them very much. He didn't know the value and wanted to buy them. He read them repeatedly and cherished the collection. Later, he learned how precious these books are.

Is this the same for Ran Ran!

Innate aesthetic! Innate sensitivity to books!

The old father was excited.

"Ran Ran, why do you think it looks good?" The old father focused on reading a paragraph of the book. He was intoxicated when he read the book at first, and it must be the same for Ran Ran.

Jiang Zhile looked at him with relief, and saw Xiao Douding sitting on a stool, rubbing his eyes with his fleshy hands, with a look of sleepiness.

"Daddy, Ran Ran can't understand it, it's so difficult, I want to sleep."

a bolt from the blue.

Jiang Zhile cracked.

"Ran Ran—" Jiang Zhile tried to explain the content of the book.

This is a book written by a father to his son. It teaches about the way to be an official. The love of the father is beyond words, his eyes are sharp and sharp, and the words are worth repeating.

After Ran Ran listened, she opened her eyes wide and threw herself into Daddy's arms, "Daddy, you like Ran Ran to be less, Ran Ran don't want Daddy to get thinner!"

Ran Ran only noticed that Jiang Zhile's explanation was very strong. Jiang Zhile was silent for a moment, and wanted to grab the radish and asked: Ran Ran, don't you have any other feelings?

Ranran some, Ranran hesitated, scratching his head in doubt, "Daddy, Ranran thinks this is so expensive."

Ran Ran was a little confused.

The hen is valuable, this is different from the hen.

That stone is beautiful, and this book is even better than that stone!

This good-looking is not the same as the good-looking head flower.

Ran Ran couldn't say clearly, and tried to show his father for a long time.

It's weird.

The more Jiang Zhile listened, his expression became more solemn.

"Ran Ran, what about this?" What he took out was a painting, mostly books in the mahogany box, but few paintings.

The picture on the painting depicts an ugly evil spirit, which implies irony.

Ran Ran's eyes lit up suddenly, and she said loudly, "It's super beautiful!"

Okay, the old father knows it.

Jiang Zhile vicissitudes of life put away the painting.

Dwarf Carrot is not sensitive to books, nor is he a genius in reading, but—

Especially sensitive to expensive things, aesthetics follow the silver.

Jiang Zhile: "..."

Ran raised his little head, "Daddy, what's the matter with you."

Jiang Zhile smiled, "Daddy wants to be quiet for a while."

OK. Ran Ran also wanted to have a quiet meeting.

Daddy finally stopped staring at her, and Ran Ran left with no sorrow and happily left.

She didn't want to find her little brother, she was wondering where to go.

Song Shubai had no one to speak, panicked with loneliness, and immediately waved when he saw Ran Ran.

"Uncle Egg." Ran Ran greeted him and sat in the yard with Uncle Egg.

Song Shubai's eyes lit up when he saw the Ran Ran jewel gold ingot.

"This is not bad. The women in Beijing will definitely not let it go if they know it." The two of his family must also like them very much.

Song Shubai didn't say the following sentence, and passed by with the wind with a light sigh.

Song Shubai didn't understand anything else, so he could not study in official school. Later, he heard someone scolding him from behind and had a fight with someone.

At that time, his sister was still a queen, so she didn't teach him, she only took him to look through the collections of everyone in the palace, poetry, calligraphy, piano, and various ancient books.

He was detained for half a year and was stared at every day. He didn't need to learn anything else, as long as he could distinguish the authenticity of various classics and paintings.

There are so many exactly the same paintings every day, which is almost tedious. During that time, I had a headache every day, and I supported it with one breath.

Later, those people didn't dare to say bad things about him behind their backs. Whoever hadn't gotten any money to buy fakes, those shops also held him carefully for fear of ruining the business.

Who can make Song Shu go all in vain? He has double eyes and can distinguish between true and false.

Song Shubai hasn't been able to babble well these days. With Ran Ran as a serious listener, he is very interested, and with three points of bragging, he has built himself into a powerful boss.

Ran Ran was stunned to hear, "Uncle Dan is amazing!"

Song Shubai was also full of dry goods, and he didn't hide any small details and tricks, and he had the ability to change ingeniously.

For example, in the face of a painting, it doesn't matter if you don't understand the artistic conception, and it doesn't matter if you don't know how to describe it in elegant sentences.

Just put on an unpredictable calm posture and tell a little unknown detail to tell the truth.

If the fake is the best, then you are the prettiest cub among all people.

It's really a pity that those annoying scholars like you the most and I have to compose poems and appreciate them all.

It doesn't matter, even if it's not the most beautiful, it's the second most beautiful. If someone yells at you, you can see if there is any fake on him.

If so, cub, you have won again, a complete victory.

If not, just go back.

Do whatever you want, just be happy.

Ran Ran received a lot of teaching, and nodded repeatedly, his eyes had turned into star eyes of admiration and excitement.

Song Shubai was also pleasantly surprised. Ran Ran seemed to have a talent for these. He could get through with a little bit of Ranran. Song Shubai couldn't wait to teach Ran Ran all the truth.

Wow—expensive!

Ran Ran is about to drool, look good, just think about it and think it's too good to look at!

It's too slow.

"Knock—" the window clicked twice.

Sima Cheng frowned when he heard the laughter outside.

Ran Ran didn't seem to be so happy facing him.

Is the egg shell not peeling smoothly enough?

He simply opened the window and looked into the courtyard.

Ran Ran turned his head to see the little brother, and subconsciously shrank his neck.

Sima Cheng squinted slightly.

Ran Ran is not afraid, Ran Ran is happy Ran!

Ran da da da ran over, straightened her chest, "Next, next time, I won't peel the eggs!"

The weather is slowly developing in a bad direction. It hasn't rained for a long time, and Daozi Village and nearby villages are fully stocked.

The news was passed on to the upper side with some useful results.

For example, the atmosphere in the town has become a lot more tense. Those who believe are prepared more food, and those who do not believe less. In fact, every household has a habit of storing grain, and the situation is not serious.

The Lansang country at the border also passed, and everyone felt relieved for a while.

If it can rain, I don't think it will be a big problem, but I don't know when.

Seeing this, Sima Cheng wrote another letter.

Fang Wei who received the letter said to Zhang Xiaoer: "The prince took advantage of the chaos when he thought of it and went to Lansang to seek a doctor."

"The former prince" has become the "prince", Zhang Xiaoer can be considered to know the general's attitude, "this time is good, the general can do it if he wants to."

Time must be coming soon, Sima Cheng wondered how to say goodbye to Xiao Tuanzi.

Although Xiao Tuanzi is not very clever, they can barely get along with each other. I wonder if they know he is leaving, will they cry in sadness?

On this day, after Ran Ran and her little partner finished climbing training, their faces rarely did not take the first place of joy.

Like happiness and unhappiness, the little dumpling pursed his mouth, thinking about major events.

What Sima Cheng saw across the window was a slightly melancholy dumpling.

Could it be that Ran Ran had a premonition in advance, so he was worried that he was leaving?

"slowly-"

Hearing the little brother calling her, she ran to the window and tiptoe into her little head through the window, "Little brother, what's the matter."

The ending is a bit faint.

Sima Cheng: "Ran Ran, I want—"

Sima Cheng paused, swallowed the last two words "go away", and changed his words, "I will be away for a while."

After finishing talking, watching Ran Ran carelessly, if Xiao Tuanzi is reluctant to hold his thigh, he can only firmly push her away.

Ran Ran's eyes were red.

Sima Cheng's heart tightened slightly, "Don't cry."

Ran Ran did not cry, with tears in his eyes, half angrily and half aggrieved.

She felt that she had been deceived.

Obviously I drew an IOU, and the bad boy will run away if he doesn't pay it back!

Bad!

Xiao Tuanzi's eyes were glistening, and no one could help but hug her high.

Sima Cheng's fingers trembled lightly, thinking of his body, it was impossible to hug Ran Ran from the window over the window.

The little boy darkened his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and said, "I have to go."

The cubs raised are going to run away!

Anger point +100

Ran squeezed his fists, his toes reached the highest point, and his little hand was pulled on the window, trying to make an imposing imposing momentum.

"Ran, Ranran are your creditors!"

Sima Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Ran Ran, his eyes were deep, Xiao Tuanzi was still a bit smart, just wanted to rely on this to let him stay?

Ran Ran was a little scared for some reason. When she was nervous, she said loudly, "Ran Ran, Ran Ran, please pay me back!"

Sima Cheng asked calmly: "What then?" Not allowed to leave?

Ran Ran almost shed tears of bitterness and happiness, and she never had to peel eggs anymore.

She said very quietly and politely: "Then Ranran will ask you to go."