Sheng Fu

Chapter 86 Why are you cowardly?

After hearing the knock on the door, the thin middle-aged man said confusedly: "Is there any guests on the first day of the new year? Don't the dumplings at home taste good?"

The wife was about to chop the dumpling stuffing, and said softly, "Open the door first and have a look. Maybe a regular customer passes by and wants to chat a few things about home."

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands to open the door.

Outside the door, Jing Peiyao looked at the newly posted Spring Festival couplets and the door god, her face also turned red, her heart was pounding, and her whole body was shaking.

Yu Wenjun stood aside and did not open her mouth to guide her, because it was her time to return home.

squeak...

The door opened, and when the middle-aged man saw the girl at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then stared at it carefully, and then burst into tears and said tremblingly, "The girl is back...here..."

Jing Peiyao couldn't hold back her tears any longer, so she rushed into her father's arms, didn't speak, just kept sniffling.

Father Jing cried with joy, patted his daughter's back gently, and said softly, "Girls don't cry, don't cry, just come back."

Xu Fu, let go of her daughter, turned her head and shouted excitedly to the room: "Come and see who is coming."

After hearing the sound, the bloated proprietress felt that something was wrong. She quickly put down her kitchen knife and walked to the door with brisk small steps. What I often said to Xiao Peiyao back then: "Come to my mother's arms."

Jing Peiyao burst into her mother's arms with a smile in her tears, holding her tightly and not letting go, but rubbing her face hard.

Jing's mother said with great relief: "After so many years, it is still the same as when I was a child."

Jing Peiyao smiled and said coquettishly, "That means my mother is not old, and my father is not old either."

The mother and daughter hugged for a long time before slowly letting go, wiped away tears, looked at each other, smiled at each other, and their eyes were full of love.

Father Jing rubbed his eyes, only to realize that there was still a person standing at the door.

The son, dressed in black brocade and jade belt, has a tall and strong body, and is handsome and handsome, and he is smiling at him.

Yu Wenjun said a little hastily: "Family reunion, don't worry about me, you guys talk first."

Father Jing turned his head and asked, "Daughter, who is this?"

Jing Peiyao walked to her father's side, held her father's arm and said, "His name is Yuwenjun, he is my classmate. According to his seniority, he is my junior brother."

Yuwenjun bowed with both hands and said softly, "The younger generation has seen my uncle and aunt."

Mother Jing came closer and looked at Jun Yuwen carefully, thinking that there might not be such a handsome young man in Junhou Town.

He quickly invited: "Come in and sit, don't stand outside."

Yu Wenjun just got started, and Father Jing quickly wiped the table and made a pot of tea.

Jing's mother said happily: "I must have eaten yet. We are making dumplings today. We will eat enough later."

Jing Peiyao ignored Yuwenjun and went directly to make dumplings with her mother. Jing's mother couldn't bear her daughter to do these things, and said softly, "Just take a good rest when you come back. Mother can do it alone."

The girl replied, "No, I'm going to make dumplings with my mother."

Seeing the girl's demeanor, Jing's mother couldn't stop her, but her heart blossomed with joy.

Father Jing poured a cup of tea for Yuwenjun, and said warmly, "Nephew, sit down for a while, and I'll cook the fire and boil the water."

Yu Wenjun was sitting at the table drinking tea alone, he must not be able to sit still.

He got up and said, "Let's go together, it's okay."

Jing's father was a little cautious, this young man was naturally unable to do such rough work, so he discouraged him: "How can there be any guests coming, and the reason for having to do housework."

Yu Wenjun panicked a little and said: "It's not in the way, it's all my own."

He didn't know why he was so flustered at the moment...

How could Father Jing stop Yuwenjun's determination to start a fire, only to see Yuwenjun teleport to the door of the kitchen, fill the door of the kitchen with firewood, stick out his right palm, the green dragon in his palm spit fire, The black flame immediately ignited the firewood in the stove.

To start a fire in winter, it must be done gradually. First, light a match, and then put one or two pieces of thicker firewood. After the fire starts, you can continue to add firewood.

Father Jing was stunned when he saw this scene.

Seeing this, Yuwen Jun said suspiciously, "Is it a little too fast? I don't think my aunt's dumplings are ready yet."

Father Jing said quickly, "I'm not happy, I just didn't expect it to be so easy."

Yuwenjun said embarrassedly: "It's nothing, in fact, I often cook rice with fire myself, and the techniques are relatively familiar."

In fact, he doesn't cook at all, and he has special care in Qinglong Courtyard. Let's not talk about it. Before attending the Banquet of Eight Gus, Yuwenjun would either go out to Bailu Academy to eat out or eat in the canteen of the Academy. eat in.

Jing Peiyao giggled to his father: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he just wants to find some sense of existence."

Yuwenjun didn't know how to reply, so he had to show a simple and pure smile.

Jing's father haha ​​said: "The fire is on, your mother and two will be busy first, and this nephew and I will have tea first."

After the two sat down, Yu Wenjun lifted the teacup he had earlier and took a sip. Now, let alone rough tea, he couldn't taste the fragrance of the snow, because he felt a strong human touch.

Father Jing asked curiously, "What kind of place is Bailu Academy? Is it big? Is there a fairyland?"

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said, "Occasionally it means a little fairyland, but on weekdays everything is business as usual."

Having said that, Father Jing can roughly think of the scenery of Bailu Academy. Even if he thinks something wrong, he still has a general outline in his heart.

Yu Wenjun was a little uneasy, so he opened the space magic tool, took out two necklaces and placed them on the table. The necklaces were as white as jade, and the depths were slightly golden.

This is made of the teeth of the white jade dragon elephant. After wearing it, it can prevent all evils from invading, prolong life, and subtly enhance mental and physical strength.

However, its effect can only continue at the peak of the vertical light, before Chengsheng.

After ordinary people wear it, its effect naturally does not need to be said.

Yu Wenjun said softly: "It's the first time we met, and I hope my uncle and aunt will smile."

Father Jing had never seen any real treasures, but he knew at a glance that these two necklaces were not cheap, so he shook his head and said, "I am very happy that you can come to my house as a guest, how can I accept such a thing? A precious gift."

Yuwenjun replied tactfully: "This is a gift I specially picked for the two of you before I came here. If my uncle and aunt don't accept it, it will be a disappointment to me."

The last sentence of "some thoughts" Yu Wenjun deliberately deepened his tone.

Jing's father looked at his daughter blankly, Jing Peiyao smiled softly: "Since he gave it to you, just accept it."

After getting the daughter's consent, Father Jing said with a mellow smile, "Thank you so much."

Yuwenjun smiled gently, the two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little weird, but the gift was just given, and it was impossible to give the gift again.

After holding back for a long time, Yu Wenjun said awkwardly, "How is the business in the store?"

Father Jing didn't know what to talk to Yu Wenjun about, and since Yu Wenjun asked, he replied along the way: "It's okay, I can save 30 taels of silver throughout the year."

Yu Wenjun followed up and said, "That's not bad, life is prosperous, and business will get better and better..."

The water in the kung fu pot boiled while he was talking, and the dumplings followed.

Out of the corner of Jing Peiyao's eyes, she glanced at Yu Wenjun, who was restless. She was snickering in her heart. You dare to draw a knife to General Weiyuan, and you dare to draw a knife to Empress Fuyao, why are you cowardly now?
(End of this chapter)