Chapter 464

"Ah, ah..."

Ling Jingxuan, who had wanted to say something, was suddenly interrupted by a burst of baby's cry. When they heard the sound, they saw that the little Tuan lying in the pram did not know when to wake up, and his limbs were jumping in the pram, and his mouth was still making noises from time to time, trying to attract their attention.

"Uh huh..."

Seeing him all over the place, the little guy laughed excitedly and turned over to get up. Although the weather was getting warmer and he was wearing less clothes, he couldn't hold his own meat. When he turned to half, he was stuck by his own fat. His white and tender face was so red that he couldn't turn it over. Ling Jinghan, who saw this for the first time, was stuck with his own fat The man opened his mouth slightly: "what does he want to do?"

Ling Jingxuan suddenly brain dark, he can say that his small league just want to turn over?

"I'll help you, little league."

It's really heartache can't see past, Ling Wen went to use hand gently, small group son finally turned over in the past, but?? "Whoa, whoa." When he turned over and lay prone on the pram, he found that he could not see any more people. Immediately, his small mouth was shriveled and wailed. Ling Wen, who helped out, was still a little at a loss. Yan Shengrui quickly reached out and picked him up: "OK, stop crying. Don't you want to turn over yourself? Why are you crying? "

"Wuwu..."

seemed to feel the comfort of his father. The little group of two hands grabbed his clothes and cried with tears. He looked sad and miserable. He looked at him in a room full of pain. Ling Jingxuan could not make complaints about his little son. Though he looked a little thin now, it was still hard to get to the normal standard. It's been more than seven months, and I'm still back?? He has to work harder.

"Big cousin, you've really developed a small dumpling into a meat ball."

Looking at the meat Du Du Du white tender lovely dumpling, Zhang Yang blurted out.

"Pa!"

"Can you talk? What is meat dumpling? That's how babies look. "

Zhang Qing slapped him on the back of his head. While teaching his younger brother, he also took aim at the meat ball in Yan Shengrui's arms. A drop of cold sweat fell down his cheek. It was lovely and lovely. It seemed that it was really a bit of meat!

"Ha ha.

Aware of Zhang Qing's thoughts, Yuan Shaoqi couldn't help it any longer. He looked up and laughed rudely. With him as the leader, the adults all puffed and roared with laughter. Even Yan Xiaobei raised the corners of his lips, but Ling Wen glared at them fiercely. He went to touch his brother's face and comforted him: "don't pay attention to them, little Tuan. You are not fat at all. You look good, brother I like you best. "

"Boo!"

After saying that, in order to prove that what he said is true, Ling Wen also leaned over his meaty little face and kissed him on the other side of the cheek: "that is, if you don't have meat, you're not a small group. Third brother also likes your meat."

"So are my brothers. Uncle yuan, they are all bad people. We ignore them."

Afraid of little brother sad, iron child also joined the ranks of small group son, a few little guys seem to forget, only a few months of the baby, if you really know sad, it will not become fine?

"Cough?? Don't get me wrong. My cousin doesn't dislike you for being fat. Come on, let him hug you. I haven't seen you for months. I've grown up a lot more than when I left Lingjia village. My cousin can't recognize you. "

Let the children dislike, Zhang Qing resolutely dare not laugh, and actively reached out to hold the child from Yan Shengrui's arms. The weight of the hand was black. However, he did not dare to show it this time. Moreover, looking at his white and tender face, he was really happy and happy. Besides Yuan Shaoqi and Yan Shengrui, who were not dry and flat when they were young Flat, black and thin? Xiaotuan's fat and white shows that their life is really good, and they can raise a fat son. He is happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, let him go to the walker and play by himself. He always holds his hands."

Ling Jingxuan gets up to take over the baby. Long Zhang holds Xiaotuan and puts him in the walker. The kid's favorite is the walker. As soon as he gets in, he runs all over the room. Several small buns also join in the chase. Only Yan Xiaobei is still sitting beside them, but his attention is always on his younger brothers.

"A few young masters, Xuan Lord, Sheng Lord, you are all here."

As they spoke, song Shuisheng, who was taller than when they left, came in from outside. When he saw the children and Yan Shengrui, song Shuisheng was excited. He was originally Ling Jinghan's schoolboy. Because of Ling Jingxuan's cultivation, he is now the general manager of Ling's brewing account room, and he is only 16-7.

"Shuisheng brother (elder brother)"

seeing him, the small steamed stuffed buns rushed up, song Xiaohu, song Shuiling also called happily, Ling Jingxuan beamed with a smile: "yes, more and more in charge of the posture, Shuisheng, how is the home?"

They were all cultivated by him. Naturally, he felt a little more cordial to them. After several months in the capital, he was still so happy with his smile for the first time. Yan Shengrui, who was next to him, also laughed. He secretly thought that he would pick up his parents to Beijing as soon as possible. Although his wife and daughter-in-law did not say so, he must miss them very much?"Master Xuan!"

Song Shuisheng was embarrassed to scratch his head, slightly pushed aside the young men who held him, and walked towards them. Ling Jingxuan gave him a sitting look. Song Shuisheng hesitated and sat down: "master and madam, they are all OK, but they miss you very much. Especially when you just left, my wife and aunt always wipe tears together, but later they were Gradually, I put my mind on the design of flowers. You send back the design essentials, and they also take them like babies. Now, my wife and aunt are the people who are specially responsible for flower design in Baiyun Pavilion factory. As you know, he treasures his little land and talks about planting the best food for you all day long. Other people are also very good. Now Yuehua Shanzhuang is a well-known giant in Cangzhou. It has the care of the Dragon steward of the palace. Even the government dare not bully us. Several villages near Lingjia village rely on our factories and wangshujia kilns. Most people respect the master and wife. The life of the wife's family is getting more and more prosperous. During the Spring Festival, the second master's wife is pregnant, and the old lady is in charge He helped her to be his wife, and now their family is very harmonious. It's just that Zhangjia has come to make trouble several times, and sometimes they still?? "

"Shuisheng!"

Before Song Shuisheng's words were finished, Zhang Qing snapped off his words, and Zhang Yang's face sank. Ling Jingxuan looked back and forth at them and said clearly, "that kind of people, just drive them away. If they don't listen, they will be tied up and sent to the government. There is no need to be angry for the worthless people."

Zhang Jia people's behavior is imaginable, just like when he started to make money, don't the people of the old Ling family always want to bully him to take advantage of it? The more you are used to him, the more arrogant he will be. If you are afraid of him, he will not dare to come here.

"Well, we know that they just want to ask us for money, but our mother didn't give it. My aunt made the decision to let the old song dynasty drive them away. Later, when I was at home, they also came twice. Yangzi and I had already moved out of the ancestral hall of Zhangjia. I decided to give them the piece of land that my father left us, on the condition that my father's remains were moved to the cemetery we bought At the beginning, they agreed to go to the government when we threatened to go to the government. "

Originally, he didn't intend to talk about it. If Ling Jingxuan hadn't given them confidence, he wouldn't dare to really leave the ancestral hall. Now they all think it through. The living are far more important than the dead. Why kill their happiness for the worldly items?

"It should have been so long ago. Is aunt very sad?"

Thinking of that beautiful but hard-working woman, Ling Jingxuan can't hide his heartache. This era is too harsh on women.

"It was inevitable at the beginning, but my mother soon figured it out. Now, just like Shuisheng said, she supervises the things in the factory and designs flower patterns with her aunt at the same time, so she has a full life."

A sweep of the previous low pressure, Zhang Qing's face a little bit better, as long as we all have a good life, other, not important!

"Ha ha If they have something to do, it is good to do it. If they have nothing to do all day, they tend to think about everything. By the way, how is the old Wang family? "

Ling Jingxuan said to turn the topic, as long as they know how to do, he does not need to worry about them.

"Well, Lao Wang also said that he would come to see you when he was one year old. Now that his kiln is getting bigger and bigger, he can't even set up a stall in the market."

Song Shuisheng nodded and hurriedly reported to him that Laowang's kiln was too busy to supply them with jars for jam, vinegar and wine. Once, Lao Wang joked with the master that he was too busy to think about his son.

"Ha ha It's good to have a good time. Shuisheng, take Shuiling and xiaohuzi to get together. You haven't seen each other for a long time. "

"Ah

With him to speak, song Shuisheng stood up happily. Song Shuiling and several little schoolchildren all leaned forward excitedly. Originally, big steamed stuffed buns and small steamed stuffed buns wanted to go, but Ling Jingxuan stopped them. They were always the masters in their minds. If they went there, they would only be restrained. It would be better for them to get together by themselves.

"By the way, Jinghan, is Shuisheng's contract of sale with you?"

After pacifying the steamed buns, Ling Jingxuan raised his head and looked at Ling Jinghan. Now Shuisheng is becoming more and more successful. If he still carries the status of a slave, he will inevitably be looked down upon. Moreover, he will be nearly seventeen. According to the law of this era, it is time to say daughter-in-law. Slaves must not have good people to say their daughter-in-law. The old song family is loyal to him, and he can't pit him We.

"I gave it to Jingpeng when I left. Elder brother, do you want to get rid of his servitude?" Ling Jinghan is also shrewd, almost instantly guessed his purpose. In fact, he also thought about it, so he would sell the contract to Jingpeng.

"Well, it's time for Shuisheng to talk about his daughter-in-law. Please send a letter to Jing Peng and ask him to take all the slaves of the Song family and Zhou family. I'll do it here for Lingyun and Dashan."

Ling Jingxuan nodded, and did not mean to avoid Lingyun. Lingyun was also 16. In addition to seeing each other again, he could get married at about 18 years old. Little tiger was born. They must be the pillars of the country in the future. He could not let the identity of slaves destroy them."Master, you don't have to get rid of slavery."

Without waiting for Ling Jinghan to answer, Lingyun took the lead in standing out, and the long Zhang family also quickly said, "I don't need your maid. Thank you very much."

It doesn't matter to them whether they are slaves. They live a good life in the palace, and the masters never look at their current people. They are not willing to get rid of slavery, let alone leave the palace.