The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

Chapter 48
At night, Qiao's father and son were on the kang and off the kang, exposing each other's scars calmly.

"Father, I'm not talking about you. Aunt Jiao is not that coy. She has an idea in her heart. Don't hide it. Say what you have to say. Are you tired?" Qiao Sheng secretly said Rolled his eyes.

"Little bastard, what are you talking about! Your father and I eat more salt than you eat rice, and you still need to preach? Why don't you show kindness to Shan'er when you are so good? The rare things are all a cart one by one. Pulling the car, look what you have done?" Qiao Shi felt like a fire was burning in his heart, and it seemed to be burning more and more.

"Father, you should worry about yourself, don't worry about me!" Qiao Sheng's tone was very aggressive, and there were countless villains in his heart who were pinching their waists and cursing. As for who was the one who was scolded, he was the only one Know.

"I don't care who cares about you? If you don't work harder, when Shan'er gives birth to a child, she will go to Yuzhou City!" Qiao Shi cursed bitterly.

Qiao Sheng became more and more irritable, turned his head and yelled at his father: "You know how to scold me, what can I do? My father is a high-ranking official in the palace, and he is still the number one scholar. He is a student of the emperor. He is handsome. If someone can stab us to death with one finger, what am I? Your son is a toad who wants to eat swan meat!"

There is no harm without comparison. These words are really hurtful, and Qiao Shi's heart hurts!But the son is right, the two of them are incomparable with others!
Qiao Shi sighed sadly, and said calmly: "Maybe people don't like Shan'er, after all Shan'er...we are different, our family will treat Shan'er and the child as treasures, and we don't care if others gossip ...."

"Father, tell me, Shan'er looks like a lump of dirt coming out of a ravine?" Qiao Sheng suddenly interrupted his father's words and asked solemnly.

Qiao Shi froze for a moment, then shook his head.

Qiao Sheng didn't wait for his father's reply, sighed, and said leisurely: "Father, we can't lie to ourselves, Shan'er is not a lump of dirt, she is a lump of gold, she shines everywhere she goes, everyone likes it! My son likes it too, he likes it very much, but he is too far away from her, she can't see your son."

Qiao Shi's heart felt as if someone had punched him, feeling stuffy and uncomfortable.

"Father, you are different from your son. You have taken advantage of the right time, place and people here. If you don't think of a way, don't cry in front of your son in the future!"

Before Qiao Shi fell into a dark dream, he was still thinking that the daughter-in-law and grandson he could see were probably ruined, and he had to find a way to catch his wife, and he had to find a mother for his son first!
In the Jiao Mansion in Tianshui Hutong, Jiang Shan sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, holding a money box in his hand, muttering something in his mouth.

Mother Jiao came in with a bowl of thick bird's nest, and when she saw Jiang Shan's appearance, she yelled, "How many times have I told you, don't sit cross-legged, be careful of leg cramps!"

Jiang Shan straightened his legs, stretched out his hand to fiddle with the box a few times, and said, "You send the money to the bank tomorrow to save it, and treat it as an insurance for the future, and the remaining money is enough for our daily expenses. There is no problem in the new year. For every money earned in the future, I have to trouble my mother to make a detailed account separately, this is what we need to open a store in Yuzhou City!"

Jiao's mother took the money box and put it aside, handed the bird's nest to Jiang Shan, and said helplessly: "Shan'er, mother knows that you have an idea, and you can see ten steps with one step, but now you have to listen to mother, it's a big deal." Nothing is more important than you and the baby in your stomach! Starting today, drink a bowl of bird’s nest every night, and Mother will watch you drink before leaving!”

It should be said that when Jiang Shan was a food blogger in modern times, he was not so extravagant as to drink bird's nest every day, but now he is an ancient person, but he enjoys someone's blessing.

Jiang Shan sipped the bird's nest, his black fox eyes glanced at Jiao's mother through his long eyelashes, "Mother, cook a few more bowls in the future, you drink it too, and sister Xue drinks it too."

Mother Jiao burst out laughing, stretched out her hand and tapped Jiang Shan's forehead, and said, "Do you think this is Chinese cabbage? Even the nobles in the palace have a limited quota for the best Xueyan, so how can you eat it whenever you want? As long as you can, get it cheap and act like a good boy!"

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up, his thoughts turned quickly, and he asked casually: "Mother, tell me, what does the palace look like? Is it really full of gold like in the drama?"

"You talk nonsense in the drama, how can you... have anything to say in the palace? Hurry up and drink, the child will have a rest after drinking!" Jiao's mother suddenly stood up impatiently, and stopped staring at Jiangshan to drink bird's nest. As he spoke, he turned and left.

Jiang Shan nodded thoughtfully.

It is not surprising that there are so many high-end supplements. The cooking method of bird's nest is so exquisite that even the palace has seen it. Jiang Shan is more and more curious about the identity of this cheap mother.

After Jiao's mother returned to the room, she walked around the room a few times agitatedly, and slowly took out a bundle from under the bed, opened the inner and outer layers, revealing a pair of jade bracelets and a jade pendant inside the bundle.

She caressed the word "Mei" on the jade pendant caressingly, tears dripped down without warning, and blossomed on the word "Mei".

"Father... where are you... Meier misses you so much..."

Hidden in a certain bamboo house in Yuzhou City, Sanlang stared intently at the picture of cold plums on the wall for more than a moment before he picked up the pen and slowly wrote it down.

This is the third plum picture he drew, and the more he draws, the more interesting he feels.

The teacher said that before learning to paint, you should first learn to look at the paintings, and you can say what you see in the paintings, and write what you think of.When his artistic conception is achieved, let him copy it.

He sees different things and thinks differently for each picture of Mei Tu.

In the first plum picture, he told the teacher that he saw many children playing Cuju, which made brother Shitou laugh.

In the second picture of Mei, he said that he saw the flowers blooming and the bees buzzing in it collecting honey, it was very lively.

In the third picture of Mei, he sees the old man waiting for his child to come home from the twilight on the snow mountain. The snow foam in the wind is the old man's tears.

After Sanlang finished drawing the third plum picture, Mr. Xunmei put it away after reading it. Without saying anything, he began to ask him to copy his painting.

"Teacher, didn't you say that I am quite talented in painting? Why don't you let me continue to paint? I like painting." Sanlang tilted his head slightly, and couldn't help but mention it to the teacher while studying ink. Mouth.

He likes to draw, and he can draw whatever he wants and what he wants to draw. He likes to play freely, and he doesn't like to copy the works of his teacher.

Mr. Xunmei knocked him on the head three times, "Spiritual energy is enough, but the temperament is too floating, every family of children, please control your temper first!"

(End of this chapter)