The thirty second dragon scale (8)

Happiness comes very quickly and goes quite quickly. As soon as the fragrant wood Duan Jin had a rudiment, someone knocked on the door of the study. Listening to the voice, ah Xin carefully said that the ribs and dumplings were steamed. Before Duan Jin spoke, his wife in his arms went out, didn't look at him, and didn't look back!

That's what Linglong ordered before she came to the study. Now that she's done, of course she won't continue to waste time on Duan Jin. She doesn't want to learn wood carving and is not interested in it.

Obviously, ribs dumplings are more attractive to her.

With mercy, dou chukai's ignorant adult Duan holds an unformed wood carving and looks blankly.

Linglong wanted to eat it yesterday, but there was no fresh spare ribs in Tianfu yesterday. The cook went out to buy it this morning and specially came back to make steamed dumplings for her. The spare ribs were chopped very delicately. When they were dipped in Millet vinegar and pepper, the gods didn't change.

She sat alone and ate slowly. By the way, she asked the servants to send the other copies to others. Ah Xin answered and sent dumplings. When she came back, she brought the little fat man back. At the sight of his mother, the little fat man with two big tears was overjoyed. He tried his best to reach out to Linglong in the stroller, which meant to hold her.

Linglong took him to his lap, so he sat down and watched his mother eat dumplings. Although he likes to eat and is inevitably greedy, he never starts to grab. When adults eat, he can only look at it with eager eyes and grasp it in vain. Now his eyes were glued to the dumplings and he was interested in the dark sauce. Why does my mother dip it before eating? Is that better than milk?

Linglong was so cruel that she ate a whole plate of ribs dumplings in front of an innocent and lovely child, and there was none left. But at last, her conscience suddenly found that she left a small piece of dumpling skin for the little fat man to taste. He didn't have a few teeth. He had a taste of dumpling skin. If he couldn't bite, he grinded with tender baby teeth, making his hands full of saliva.

She was so disgusted that she almost threw him off her knee. Finally, when the tasteless dumpling skin was thrown away, the little fat man looked at it reluctantly, and he wanted to smack it again.

When Duan Jin comes back, what ribs dumplings? He has no share at all. His wife was playing with her son. When she saw him coming back, she told him, "except for my mother and my brothers and sisters, I left one for you, but you haven't come for too long. I'm afraid of the cold, so I helped you eat."

Duan Jin thought, won't you send someone to call me?

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the tempting smell. After staying in the study for so long, he was very hungry. He didn't know that his wife didn't leave one for himself. Since everyone had it, but he didn't, Duan Jin asked, "will there be me tomorrow?"

"I don't want to eat spare ribs dumplings tomorrow." Linglong blinked and naturally told him what she wanted to eat and what the kitchen would do.

Fortunately, Duan Jin is not a person who pays attention to his appetite. He just subconsciously tells him that he doesn't seem to be very important compared with food. Of course, Duan Jin has not clearly realized this.

Linglong grabbed the little fat man's paw and waved to Duan Jin: "say hello to dad and ask dad to play with you."

The little fat man gave his mother a lot of face and shook his hand.

Duan Jin's face softened. He approached and sat cross legged on the carpet. Linglong put the little fat man down. He can't walk yet, but he climbed fast. As soon as he put it on the carpet, he ran around like smearing oil. Maybe he was familiar with Duan Jin's taste and was not afraid of the stranger. He began to climb towards him and take him as a mountain. Two chubby little hands held Duan Jin's arms and tried to stand on his legs.

But he is small and light. Where can he stand? After several failures in succession, he was discouraged, but Duan Jin picked him up and held him high. The little fat man is not afraid. He smiles and dances. His mother doesn't lift him so high. Being held by others feels very different from rising in the air. He grins with a small mouth. Because he is too happy, his mouth and saliva can't be controlled to stay, all dripping on his father Yingjun's face.

Linglong covered her mouth and smiled. Duan Jin instantly lost her smile and silently wanted to put her son down, but the little fat man hummed. It seemed that he was obsessed with the pleasure of flying and didn't want to go back to the ground and be a happy bird with two feet on the ground. He had no choice but to keep holding it. Linglong is finally kind-hearted. She takes a handkerchief to wipe his face and catches the endless saliva of the little fat man. Don't say Duan Jin, Linglong dislikes: "you're dirty."

The little fat man didn't know what was dirty and what wasn't dirty. He continued to laugh. Duan Jin wiped his face clean and quickly kept a safe distance from his son - he didn't want to have the feeling of saliva all over his face in his life.

The three members of the family had the warmest and most harmonious day since they got married.

After the five-day rest, Duan Jin had an idea that he didn't want to leave home. He hadn't thought about it since he was sensible.

When he got up early, his wife and children were still sleeping. They all snuggled up in his arms. They looked very clever from big to small, but Duan Jin knew it was all an illusion, but... It was his lifelong responsibility to protect the mother and son from being bullied and shelter them from the wind and rain. This is what a husband and father should do.

He thought like this in his heart. He couldn't help kissing his wife and children on the forehead. After kissing, he suddenly became stiff and looked strange - he was used to being kissed by the mother and son from time to time for five days, and he couldn't help kissing them. Such behavior will never appear in Duan Jin in the past. He was a little hot faced. He got up quickly. He put on his clothes and put down the curtain without disturbing his wife and children. He just couldn't help looking back before leaving. Nostalgia. Such feelings only appeared when Duan Jin was a teenager many years ago. He doesn't know whether he is fragile and ridiculous, but it shouldn't be wrong to have a sentimental attachment to his wife and children, right? As the emperor's right-hand man, it was already the emperor's limit to take a rest for three days to five days. Duan Jin had errands to order as soon as he met the emperor. However, as soon as Duan Jin entered the imperial study, the emperor found that his most valued minister looked particularly relaxed and happy today. Who is Duan Jin? It was a guy who was secretly given the nickname of Duan tiger. His steel muscles and iron bones were not manipulated by others. He was selfless and rigid at all times, but today... The emperor couldn't resist and asked, "Duan Qing has a spring breeze today, but what's the happy event?" He thought carefully. As an emperor who cared for his ministers, Duan Jin was his close minister. Naturally, the emperor paid close attention to his life. Soon after marriage, his wife became pregnant. His son is now ten months old. The emperor is still going to take part in the micro suit when Duan Jin's son is one year old! But as far as he knows at present, there is nothing to be happy about his unsmiling minister! Duan Jin said, "if you go back to the emperor, No."“ No? " The Emperor didn't believe it“ You were not like this in the past. " Duan Jin thought for a moment and said, "maybe the emperor rarely gives him a holiday. He hasn't sobered up from his rest." In and out of these words, he complained that the emperor treated him as ten people! The emperor was surprised! Duan Qing is afraid to be crazy! Duan Qing never complained in the past! He does as many errands as he sends, and never complains! What happened to Duan Qing today? Why did you protest without a holiday like other ministers?! The emperor was indeed guilty. According to the laws of this dynasty, the ministers had three days off every month. However, Duan Jin had only had a holiday during the Spring Festival since he served for him. The emperor coughed lightly, pretended that he didn't understand the meaning of the minister's words, and quickly turned the topic back to political affairs. When Duan Jin got the job, the emperor picked up all his Zhu pens, but he didn't see him go. He was surprised: "what else is Duan Qing doing?" Duan Jin said seriously, "I want to discuss with the emperor the time to take a rest in the future." Emperor: "... What happened to Duan Qing? Didn't you ever want to go home? "“ The minister realized that he was not good enough for his wife and children, so he wanted to spare some time with them and ask the emperor to complete it. " The emperor's heart was dripping blood. He waved his hand: "say it again, I'm too busy today. Wait until you finish your errand. Ah, I remember. I also called Zhao Qing for an audience. Come on, go and invite Lord Zhao in! " Duan Jin ignored himself when he saw the emperor. He had to bow down and meet Lord Zhao. Lord Zhao may have heard it and looked at Duan Jin sympathetically. What are you doing so hard? The emperor doesn't give you a salary increase. Don't you take so much silver and grain every month? Alas, when he was young, he was as enthusiastic as Lord Duan, trying to serve the emperor's kindness. Later, he became a veteran and tried to be lazy after doing his job. Why? Why bother? It's said that Lord Duan's son is only ten months old. According to Lord Duan's busy degree, I'm afraid his son won't recognize his father! Mr. Zhao didn't know that he was a prophecy. The little fat man really couldn't recognize who his father was. Under Duan Jin's argument, the emperor who tried to escape finally gave in and gave him a rest on the third day of each month. When Duan Jin came back and said the good news, old lady Duan first nodded: "this is good, this is good. If you are at home, our family will have a backbone." My brother and sister couldn't believe it: "elder brother took the initiative to take a rest with the emperor? Does the sun come out in the west? " Only Linglong and the little fat man looked calm. The latter didn't understand. The former didn't matter. Anyway, Duan Jin had to be tortured by her whether she was at home or not. It's no use running anywhere. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.