Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Jing Xuan, have you got a man back?"

With the help of the younger brother Ling Jingpeng, the two brothers have abolished the power of the nine cows and two tigers to get things and people home. The men are full of dense wounds, but they are not deep. They should be wounded with wild beasts. The only fatal injury was the bruise on the back of the head. Ling Jingxuan used the smashed crane grass to help him stop bleeding on the wound, and wrapped it with cloth. The other wounds were also treated to stop bleeding. Ling Chenglong and his wife heard about him. After saving a man to go home, he left the work in his hand and rushed over. This is not, the person has not yet entered the yard, and the voice will ring.

"Don't ask me, people are small buns to save."

Ling Jingxuan, who is working on the herbs in the yard, shrugged his shoulders and decisively pushed all the responsibilities to the two buns.

"You can hide it, can Xiaowen Xiaowu understand?"

Awkwardly glanced at him, Ling Wang’s move was going to cross him to the house, Ling Jingxuan was in front of her with a stray: “Mother, no good-looking, he is still in a coma, wait for him to wake me up and let Does he go?"

Let them see the appearance of someone, even if he is covered in a mouth, he can’t tell.

"I will see, Jingpeng said that he was very hurt, in case he died here..."

As he said, Ling Wang’s eyes were red again, and the eldest son finally recovered to normal. He ignored the rumors. If people knew that a man was dead in his house, the village would not be confused. Who knows the family? Will those worried elders pull him to Shentang again? If he is gone, what about the two children?

The more I think about it, the more distressed Ling Wang is, and I can't help but shed tears. Ling Chenglong, who is next to it, obviously has the same worry. The black and thin face is worried and frowning.

"Mom, you said that you are doing this, he wants to die, can I get home?"

When I saw it, Ling Jingxuan’s powerless way, he knew that it would be like this. Five years ago, the matter had already made the family a scared bird. But when it was a little bit, they would be frightened for a long time, and they would be others, save people. Good thing, where are so many concerns?

"Let's take a look, Jing Xuan, my mother is old and can't stand the toss."

"This……"

Ling Jingxuan didn't want to let them in, just... the man's face was too similar to the little steamed buns. It really made the girl look at it. Maybe he said that he, **** bastard, in addition to looking for him, can still do Do you want something else?

At this moment, Ling Jingxuan decisively resented someone.

"Hey? He still sees no one?"

His refusal is so obvious, Ling Chenglong is not a blind man, how can he not see it? To this end, Ling Wang's tone could not help but sharpen, looking at his son's sight with naked doubt.

"Not at all, just..."

For the first time in this life and the past, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but talk hard. The sights did not consciously avoid their exploration. After half a ring, they bite their teeth and look like they are going out: "Yu Niang, you promise me, no matter what you see later. Don't say anything, I don't want to scare the two children until things are clear."

If you die, you will die. Anyway, it will be exposed sooner or later. It is better to die early and live too early.

"You, this child, is not an outsider, Guan Xiaowen, are they anecdote?"

After he said that Ling Chenglong and his wife were more confused, Ling Jingxuan spit out a sigh of gas, and he was too lazy to say anything more. He simply turned and took them to the house where they usually piled up the sundries. When they came back earlier Originally, the two buns wanted to arrange the men in the house where they lived. After all, the three thatched cottages had only one bed in the room, but he was not happy. Finally, they used straw to fight in the room where the debris was piled up. A ground floor, casually lost the man.

"Oh... my mother, he is... he is..."

Holding the doubts and following him into the room, Ling Chenglong’s couple saw the man’s appearance, the whole person was scared to bounce up, his fingers trembled and pointed at him, his face was full of scares, Ling Jingxuan saw helplessness. The road: "You know why I don't let you in. Now he may be the biological father of Xiaowen Xiaowu."

If men do not have twin brothers, then, without the precise identification of DnA, only look at the appearance of their almost one mold, no one will doubt their relationship.

"Howl is it possible? Is it not clear to you?"

Ling Wang’s hearing, decisively out of control, screaming sharply and with no erroneous accusations, the man was miserable to her son, if she could, she did not want to see him in her life.

"Jing Xuan, he...when you were in the past ten miles and eight villages, he was all over. If he was a man, he should have stood up and faced with you. Since he didn't stand up, it means he is playing around. You, why are you... oh..."

When Ling Chenglong said half of it, he couldn’t help but sigh. In his opinion, his son would risk such a big risk to save people.

"Hey, mother, you said, hey, I am not what you think with him. When I was... I don’t want to say that year? I don’t want to talk about the previous things."

It is said that Ling Jingxuan’s tone is hard to cover up. He can’t tell them that their son is raped. Now the person who is the master of the house is him, not the former Ling Jingxuan, who is the father of the two buns. He does not intend to receive him. In this life, he has his parents who love him, brothers and brothers who are both hands and feet. A cute son is enough, other things, he said no.

"You, you, you... you are so stupid. The discerning person knows his relationship with you at a glance. If you let people know that he is Xiaowen and their father, who will say you?"

I don't know if it is angry or angry. Ling Wang couldn't help but tremble. Although Ling Chenglong didn't say a word, from his slightly blaming eyes, it is not difficult to see his dissatisfaction. Ling Jingxuan could not help the amount, various heads. Big, he personally does not care much about what others say, but parents and brothers care, for the future of the two buns, he also has to care, this **** is awkward, God is playing with him, is he?

"My mother, I am worried about the things you are worried about. Don't worry, I will let him go when he wakes up and asks what I want to know."

In this case, he either let him go, or just declare the man's identity as a big man, and get married with him. The latter can't do it, so he has only one choice, but only if he has to figure it out. The life of the little buns, otherwise everything that was done before was in vain.

"You will send him away now, the farther the better, I will let you and Jingpeng help you."

"mother……"

"Don't call my mother, or you are willing to be with him? Jing Xuan, I will not let him harm you for the second time."

"But me..."

"What are you..."

The mother and the child argued for the man’s stay, and no one found out that the man’s eyeball lying on the straw pile moved under the eyelids, and the closed eyes slowly opened, waving a moment of confusion, with The same apricot eyes of the small buns locked them in an instant, and the more excited they were, the more they seemed to flash a glimpse of something, and then the man closed his eyes as if he had never woken up.

"Xiaowu, what we have just heard can't be known to anyone, including you."

Of course, they couldn't find out that the little buns that came back from outside also listened to their conversations in their ears. When they didn't find them, the big buns sneaked the little buns to the backyard. Maybe he was young. Not all understand the meaning of those words, it is even more impossible to understand their concerns, but he knows two things. First, the man may be their father. Second, he doesn’t like the man very much. He doesn’t like it either. Don't look at his young age, he knows better than anyone else, they will be so miserable, it is caused by that man.

"What are you? I want my father."

The little buns bowed their heads and grievances, their eyes were filled with tears, and the people in the village yelled that they were wild hybrids that had no mothers. The little monsters are now stunned, and their fathers are back. Their homes should come. The better, why should you hide it?

"Xiaowu!"

Ling Wen’s tender voice was abruptly high. Ling Wu’s subconscious trembled, the tears falling in the bottom of his eyes fell, and he saw it. Ling Wen quickly rushed to the unpleasant stretch out of his thin arms and hugged him: “Xiao Wu does not Cry, we don’t need a father, and it’s enough.”

"Oh... um..."

Although still do not understand dissatisfaction, the little buns in the cry still nodded, Ling Wenxuan Ling Lingxuan usually licked their appearance, gently patted his back, the small round apricot eyes reflected a firm light, he must Will protect your brother and brother.

Under the strong struggle of Ling Jingxuan, the man still stayed. Relatively, Ling Chenglong and his wife were mad at it. Before they left, they threatened to stop him anymore. But the next morning, Ling Chenglong came home with Ling Jingpeng. Take the fish, after all, is your own son, how can you say no matter what?

"Hey, Jingpeng, I’m going to sell the fish later. You can buy me twenty tanks of this shape, buy some cans of salt shaker size and two buckets of the largest size, and finally ten pounds of cornmeal. , two pounds of pork."

Greeting the old man and the younger brother for breakfast, Ling Jingxuan said that the shape of the pottery was compared. The fish sold yesterday was 500 yuan, which is equivalent to half a pair of silver. They should also eat some meat, but...

"Oh my cockroaches, I only earn a few dollars. Are you buying food and eating pork? You can't buy it. You can't buy it at home."

The big buns screamed, and all the faces were sore. He refused to agree with him. Ling Jingxuan had no words to support the amount. After a long period of time, he said with patience: "That is a small man, the clay pot is used to hold those wild outside. Grapes, I didn’t say it, I want to turn them into a lot of money. Before that, a small amount of investment is also necessary. There are cornmeal and pork, and the family is not eating. Eat it? You see if you are so thin with Xiaowu, shouldn't you have to eat some pork?"

To say that Ling Jingxuan’s last regret in this life is that he did not want to hand over the financial power when he thought about it. This is not the same as the life of a big steamed buns.

"Oh, you just won't live. How small is the pottery jar? If you buy two big ones, you can't do it. It's too extravagant to eat cornmeal every day. Buy black noodles. Pork is still worth it. It's expensive. I didn’t make a few money, and I don’t know if I can make money. I can save it.”

After a moment of hesitation, the big buns yelled again, Ling Jingxuan was depressed, not dying: "Small text, you think about it, the price of a piece of cloth on the stall and in the shop, can they be the same? Ah, the rarer it is, the more expensive it is, the more expensive it is. You must pay attention to a beautifully packaged one. You said that you have two big jars, and the good things are also ruined. You can sell ten or two silver. In the end, I can only sell one or two silver. How much difference does this mean? Do you want to know how to make money, so the conclusion is that small jars must be bought."

He must be crazy, and actually talked about the return on investment with a five-year-old child. Ling Jingxuan could not tell the collapse at this time.

"Do you really know that the things that wild fruits make can sell twelve silver?"

After a long silence, Ling Wen was stunned by the nervousness, and what he could understand was how much money he made.

There is a play!

Upon seeing it, Ling Jingxuan’s eyes glowed and he nodded in a hurry: “If there is no accident, there must be more than one or two silver.”

"Well, the jar will be bought as you ordered."

As if cutting his flesh, the big buns finally nodded, just...

"Yeah, Uncle, in addition to the jars and the big barrels, help us buy some black noodles, the cheapest one."

Ling Jingxuan has not had time to be happy, the big buns have turned to Ling Chenglong and his son and said, Ling Jingxuan suddenly wants to cry without tears. In this life, does he still have a day to eat white rice?

"okay."

From the beginning to the end, Ling Chenglong’s thick smile was seen. He touched his head and looked at Ling Jingxuan, who was depressed. “That’s it, Xiaowen is also poor, and the fish of Yuehuagou can make you How long has it been? The province’s hustle and bustle is still good."

"I know you, then you are bothering you and your younger brother. For the younger brother, you go to the grocery store and ask if there is any sugar candy to sell. If you don't have it, you can buy me a few pounds of white sugar. I have to give the second brother a prescription."

Not so can it be like this? Come slowly, one day he will reverse the scorpion of the big buns.

"Well, big brother, our fish is big and fat, so good to sell it. When I am sold out, I will come over to help you. Yesterday you didn't mean to dig a pool in the backyard?"

I have hope for the second brother's illness. Ling Jingpeng patted his chest and smiled with a bright face. The wheat-colored skin glowed with youthful and bright radiance.

"Cheng, then go on, it's going to be late."

"Hey!"

Ling Jingxuan and his three sons personally sent Ling Chenglong and his son to go out, until they saw their back disappeared into sight. Ling Jingxuan was ready to turn around. Today, he still has a lot of things. Those wild grapes he intends to make into wine, if there is left, then If you can't change your money, you can let your child eat more.

"Ok?"

I felt that the hem of the clothes was pulled by people. Ling Jingxuan’s doubts bowed his head. The big buns loosened his clothes and turned around. It’s not very natural to say: “Hey, I know you want to eat better, but we have no money, etc. We will have money in the future, and I am sure that you will eat white rice every day."

"Oh... then I waited, go, I didn't teach you two words yesterday? Take Xiaowu to practice."

Wen Yan, Ling Jingxuan helplessly laughed, wondering if he was painting a big cake for him, at least he had that heart? Since the son is too scared, he has confidence in holding the money in his hand, then he will work hard to make money. When their money is too much, he will naturally not slam.

At this time, Ling Jingxuan still does not know, some habits, it is difficult to quit in a lifetime, even if they have Jinshan Yinshan in the future, the Tuenzi little buns are always a small buns, nothing has changed.

"Hey, can I go to the iron doll to play after finishing the word?"

"Of course, but remember to go home at noon, for your good health, you must develop a good habit of taking a nap!"

Pampering his nose, Ling Jingxuan smiled and nodded. After the two buns went to the backyard to practice the words, Ling Jingxuan turned to go to the man’s house.