Chapter 30

"Hoo It's finally liberated. "

Out of the restaurant, Ling Jingxuan exaggerates to spit out a foul breath. He moves around his stiff neck. His decisive and comfortable days are the most conducive to people's laziness. He has only passed through the past few days. In a short hour's disguise, he almost died. In his previous life, in order to succeed in the task, he often needed to infiltrate his makeup and hide for several days. He has never felt any tired feeling Although the son is poor, his heart is calm and comfortable, so that he almost forget that kind of knife edge licking blood tension life.

"Dad Dad, this money is really ours? "

The big steamed buns that follow him can't be believed up to now. My father just made delicious food that looks like delicious. Why did he earn two liang silver? How much fish do they have to sell to save so much money.

"Well?"

Hearing the speech, Ling Jingxuan lowered his head to see him, and then hooked his lips and said with a smile: "yes, it's all ours. Dad earned it hard."

It's very hard, hard to pretend to be gentle.

"Really, really?"

Even if it has been confirmed by him, Ling Wen is still holding the silver corner tightly and keeps asking. Normally, he is smart and precocious, and finally shows the appearance that a five-year-old should look like. Ling Jingxuan squats down with his line of sight and says, "really, it's ours."

"Wow Dad "Dad..."

However, the next second, Ling Wen unexpectedly rushed into his arms with money in his arms. Lingwu beside him couldn't help but blush. The passers-by couldn't help but stop and look at them strangely. Ling Jingxuan had been dumbfounded when big buns were crying. After half a ring, he came back and patted him on his back and whispered: "OK, OK, let's just say what we have, man Zihan, how can you cry? Dear, don't cry. Dad is dying of heartache. "

He asked himself that he knew a lot of people, who was good and who was bad. He could see seven or eight at a glance, but At this moment, he really can't understand his dry fried buns. It's a good thing to make money. For his money loving personality, shouldn't he be happy? Why did you cry?

"Brother, don't cry. I want to cry when I see you cry..."

Ling Wu shriveled mouth choked out his thin little arm to hold them, tears in the eyes of a strong spin, at any time may burst the dike.

"Well Well, I don't cry, and neither does Xiaowu. "

Crying Ling Wen miraculously heard his brother's choking voice. He always claimed to be his elder brother. He wanted to set an example for his younger brother. He quickly withdrew from Ling Jingxuan's arms, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face. He also took the corner of his clothes to wipe Ling Wu's face. Seeing this scene, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but feel sad. The child was too sensible and seemed to be hurt. He had to find a way to make him recover Five year olds should be naive and lively.

"Well, my brother doesn't cry."

Lingwu sensible nod, hard will soon Biao out of the eyes of the tears to force back.

Ling Wen carefully put the two pieces of silver into the worn-out money bag, took Ling Wu's hand and looked up at Ling Jingxuan: "Dad, I'm happy, my family finally has money."

He was so big that he hadn't seen so much money. He remembered that they had eaten the last meal a few days ago, but he couldn't help crying when he was excited.

Only two taels of silver is enough money?

cannot bear to think of the past, but he also thinks of those past events that he can not make complaints about. Although they are all caused by the original owners, he has nothing to do with him.

"Fool, didn't you hear what Dad said to the shopkeeper? Tomorrow they want jam, and it's a hundred jars. In the future, our family will only have more money. When this business is done, I'll send you to private school. My father still expects you to come back with a scholar or something. "

Ling Jingxuan said as he walked, he didn't have much ambition. He just wanted to make money and make the two steamed stuffed buns live a better life. He didn't have to starve and be bullied. In the future Thinking of the injured man at home, his handsome eyebrow frowned a little. Forget it, take a step is a step. Who can say the future? As long as others don't take the initiative to provoke him, he doesn't bother to worry about irrelevant people.

"Then we have a hundred taels of silver?! Well... "

Hearing this, Ling Wen couldn't help but cry out. Then he thought that they were in the street and covered their mouth. His eyes were full of surprise and disbelief. He didn't dare to think about it before!

"Dad, are we really going to have money?"

Ling Wu raised his head, and his long and dense eyelashes blinked up and down. His small appearance was so cute that Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly: "well, later, we have to buy a hundred jars, go to the mountain to pick wild fruits, and boil a hundred jars of jam overnight."

Didn't they be there when he was talking business with the shopkeeper? How do you look ignorant?

What Ling Jingxuan doesn't know is that when he said a jar of jam for one or two silver coins, the two steamed stuffed buns were stupid. They didn't pay attention to what he said later. Besides, even if they heard it, they could not understand all of them. No matter how smart and precocious they were, they were only five years old, OK? You can't really be an adult."Dad, let's go to the pharmacy and fill the prescription for the second uncle."

When Ling Wen heard this, he stepped decisively and quickly. Ling Wu was happy to keep up with him. Two steamed buns, one left and one right, pulled Ling Jingxuan, almost dragging him: "can I say you slow down? You can't be too anxious for this moment. "

Ling Jingxuan is helpless and funny, bear child, once heard the money on the pan.

"How can you not be anxious to make money? Hurry up, Dad

"Dad, come after us, come on..."

"OK..."

Ignoring the crowd, the father and son chased up on the bluestone Road, sprinkling countless laughter along the way.