Shen Jue pushed open the courtyard door and saw his father sitting under the window, and Ji Jiu who was one window away.

The two were separated by a window, basking in the sun and doing business. Shen Jue raised her eyes and looked at the sky first, the sky was blue, and the spring had returned to the earth in April, the afternoon sun was quiet and gentle, the wind blowing through the courtyard caressed her face, and there was no coldness of the severe winter. Everything looks fine.

Shen Jue didn't want to disturb them, so she closed the courtyard door softly and walked towards her hut. But he was stopped by Yimo, who had closed his eyes and never opened them.

Emer said, "Come here."

With a tone of calling his own son, there is no place for the alienation that he threw on the chair more than a hundred years ago because he hated the arrogance of the wolf cub. The most unworldly monster has also been polished by time into a qualified father.

Ji Jiu tilted her head, looked at the father and son under the window, and did not interfere. just don't know what Yimo asked him to do. If it was about last night, Ji Jiu felt a little bad. No matter what, this is Shen Jue's private matter, whether that person is the emperor or not.

Standing in front of Yimo, Shen Jue respectfully called out, "Father." Looking at Ji Jiu again, she said, "Father."

Ji Jiu asked him to call out like this twice, and he felt as if a couple was training a child. He was immediately embarrassed, so he had to answer, bowing his head and clutching the unfinished letter, pretending to be busy.

Yimo opened his eyes, looked at Shen Jue, looked at it for a while, and asked, "Okay?" He was so lazy that he only uttered a single word when he asked.

Shen Jue knew what he was asking, her face became hot, and she lowered her head and replied: "It's good."

This question and answer contained too many things that were inhumane to outsiders, and had far-reaching implications. Even Ji Jiu in the window had red ears. The matter of the wind and the moon has always been a secret. The secrets in the small world on the side of the bed can be known by oneself. How can they talk about it in broad daylight? Although they said it implicitly enough, they were still three-point explicitness. On the contrary, it was because of their intentional implicitness that the explicitness became clearer.

But Yimo didn't have a trace of self-consciousness, and was still asking, asking Xiaobao, "He would?"

Xiaobao's face turned red again, and after waiting, he said, "He wants one person once, but I didn't agree."

Yimo snorted, looking like he had expected, Shen Jue's face was completely red when he said "chi", and he didn't have the calmness and composure when he tossed the emperor last night, just a person standing in front of his parents and being questioned child.

Just like the Lantern Festival night that year, Shen Qingxuan made fun of him by pointing at the chubby clay puppy, and Yimo said on the side: You are this in front of the elders.

A prophecy.

Ji Jiu suddenly interjected in the house, rescued him, and said, "Enough."

Yimo looked into the window, looked at last Jijiu, and clearly saw four words in his eyes: Disrespectful to the old. Is this what you should inquire about?

The old snake had to put away his teasing thoughts, waved his hand dignifiedly, and said to Shen Jue, "Go and rest."

Shen Jue was embarrassed by the words again and again, what kind of rest should you rest?

After so many things, Shen Jue finally understood that it was pure delirium to ask his father to change his bad intentions. The closer the person is, the more wicked the old monster becomes, but fortunately, his father seldom joins forces with him.

I was rejoicing, but I heard Ji Jiu say: "Go and rest, you don't have to do housework today."

"Rarely" does not mean "Never", Shen Juetong blushed and went back to his room.

Ji Jiu was really concerned, but when he finished speaking, he remembered that he was thinking too narrowly and was annoyed when he received Yimo's hidden smile. Ji Jiu coughed quickly, turned his head again, and continued to write. .

In the evening, don't know what Yimo was doing. There was a scent in the air. Ji Jiu put down his pen and followed the scent to the kitchen stove. .

Ji Jiu asked, "What is this?" As he asked, he simply lifted the lid of the pot.

I thought this demon was going to cook dinner, but Ji Jiu was a little surprised. Can the demon cook? As soon as the lid was lifted, Ji Jiu's face turned black.

Although his wife was not at home when he gave birth, Ji Jiu only glanced at it and knew what kind of porridge it was.

This old snake! The intention was to make Shen Jue feel uncomfortable.

Ji Jiu said, "You stop."

Yimo raised his eyes and said, "It's not for him."

"Huh?" Ji Jiu was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he realized that he was confused, "You want to give..." The emperor?

Yimo raised his eyebrows, smiled and said, "Can't you?"

Ji Jiu never thought that this "confinement porridge" was prepared for the emperor. This snake - Ji Jiu had nothing to say.

After standing for a while, Ji Jiu took the spoon and said lightly while stirring the porridge in the pot: "Even though he has someone he likes, Shen Jue will not give up his father for him, and he is not afraid of doing such a childish thing for nothing. It's a joke." A little pause, and added: "What kind of temper do you have."

His mind was pierced, and the old snake didn't have the slightest hint of shame on his face, but he was very magnanimous and said, "I'm happy." He was willing to do such childish things, what's the matter?

Ji Jiu can actually imagine that the children who have been raised for so many years are better than others. As a father, there must be some emotions in his heart. It's just that he didn't know that this bloodless kinship could bind the old monster so deeply that he could even do such childish and ridiculous things.

After thinking about it, Ji Jiu squatted down to face him, narrowed his eyes and said, "You want to embarrass the emperor? I know him well, but this bowl of porridge can't do it."

Yimo became interested and asked, "What else?"

"Let me deliver it in person and tell him to call me Daddy." Ji Jiu's eyes narrowed completely, and he asked, "How?"

Yimo was interrupted by him like this, and the uneasy feeling in his heart also dissipated a lot. Hearing this, he shook his head: "Why don't you and I go together."

Ji Jiu hit him on the head with an iron spoon, "Push your nose on your face!" He was kind enough to have fun with him.

In the end, the pot of porridge was poured by them. When the porridge was being poured, Shen Jue came out, stood beside the two of them, looked at the red pot of porridge that filled the body, and said with warm cheeks in the night: "If you want to throw it away, you throw me away."

It is very sincere and aggrieved.

Ji Jiu thought of the short-lived Shen Qingxuan, glanced at him, and stopped talking. The longer they get along, the harder it is to say those tough words. The two of them are both demons, but don't know how much more affectionate they are than the people he has met.

Whenever he thinks of this, Ji Jiu can't help but feel that Shen Qingxuan has done something wrong. also felt that although that person had been sick for half his life, he was so fortunate.

Yimo poured out the porridge, picked up the pot and said, "You will be left behind sooner or later."

Xiaobao was easily hurt by his words, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

Ji Jiu couldn't see it, and said with a quick mouth: "You have to be cheap now, and you don't know who is going to offend the emperor just now. The son has not been taken away. If you are really robbed, you still have to go to Shen Qingxuan's tomb and cry with the bones?"

After some remarks, the father and son have different expressions, each with its own splendor.

Ji Jiu turned around and went back to his room like no one else.

Leaving Yimo to look at his back, he said to Shen Jue, "Why is he so unforgiving?"

Xiaobao remembered what he had just hurt himself, and said, "I used to be used to you in my past life, but I am not used to it in this life." He walked away, as if he wanted to leave his father behind.

After walking less than ten steps, he turned around again, pulled Yimo's long sleeves, and dragged him back.

Once again deflated in front of Ji Jiu, Yimo began to seriously consider this night, is it really spoiled by Shen Qingxuan in the previous life, always doing whatever he wants, but he has never been said by Shen Qingxuan, not even a single complaint, All that is given is tolerance and patience.

It's a pity that this kind of reflection didn't last long. After Ji Jiu was on the bed, he lay down regardless of other people's wishes, imprisoned people, and held them in his arms.

Life went by so slowly, Ji Jiu's promises were being fulfilled, as long as Yimo was not too much, he would let him. To Shen Jue, it seems that he treats his own children, and he always protects him a lot.

Sometimes Shen Jue was bullied so badly by Yimo that she couldn't see it, so she went up to help.

The days went by smoothly.

He calmly accepted that he was Shen Qingxuan's reincarnation, and calmly accepted the attachment of these two monsters to him, although this attachment was directed at Shen Qingxuan rather than Ji Jiu.

Knowing this, he calmly gave his value. Even willing to let go of the past hatred.

It is not only repayment for Shen Qingxuan, but also the bottom line of being a human being.

Although he is ruthless, he is not unkind.

The blooming season of locust blossoms is coming soon. In the mountains, forests and fields, dozens of hundreds of locust trees have white strings of locust blossoms, hanging all over the branches. A few locust trees on the edge of Ji's ancestral tomb grow. Especially thick and tall, straight into the sky, you can see the trees full of white jade from a distance.

Ji Jiu took Shen Jue out this morning, told him to take a piece of cloth and spread it under the tree, tucked the robe around his waist, rolled up his sleeves, and hugged the tree trunk, "Ba Baso—" and then disappeared in a few moments. Flower canopy.

Shen Jue stretched her neck and watched, looked at it for a while and shouted, "Dad, what are you doing?"

The answer to him was a lot of acacia flowers that had been smashed down.

The sky danced and fell, with a quiet fragrance, swaying leisurely, landing on his shoulders and hair.

Shen Jue understood, and immediately became happy. He also tucked the hem of his robe, hugged the tree pole twice, and rushed up.

Ji Jiu was busy and felt the branches sink again. When she turned around, she saw Shen Jue's enlarged smiling face, and suddenly said: "The locust branches are very fragile and will fall."

Before the words were finished, the branch carrying the weight of the two made a "click". Ji Jiu knew that it was not good, but it was too late, so he subconsciously pushed Shen Jue away and fell down.

"father!"

Shen Jue never expected such a thing to happen. After all, this locust tree is thick and strong, and the branches on the top don't look weak, but it will be broken if it is broken. He was suddenly pushed by Ji Jiu again, and the force of that push pushed him to another branch, and there was no room for him to adapt. He watched Ji Jiu fall so fast that he was about to hit the ground.

Ji Jiu also thought that he would be half-crippled if he didn't fall to death this time, but Yimo, who was trapped in the room reading a book, appeared out of nowhere and caught it.

Ji Jiu opened his eyes, and was greeted by a face that was still lingering in fear. Because of this face, Ji Jiu was not frightened, but first thought that he frightened this person.

I said instinctively, "I'm fine."

Emer said, "Well."

Ji Jiu looked around, but she was still being held, and hurriedly said, "Let me down."

However, Yimo ignored him, held him in his arms, and locked him tightly, as if to lock him into his own body. This is safe, and with me, you will no longer be in danger.

Ji Jiu came back to his senses, but he didn't care that the bones he was hugged were in pain. He reached out and patted his back, coaxing him like he was coaxing a child: "It's alright, it's alright."

At this time, Shen Jue came down from the tree and was scolded by Yimo: "Who told you to come down? Go up and pick all the flowers!"

Shen Jue didn't say a word, and climbed up the tree again, picking flowers honestly.

Emer put him down.

Two hours later, the sun had reached the center, and Shen Jue walked home with a huge package.

The package is full of locust flowers. Spread in the yard, it seems to have a layer of jade.

Ji Jiu originally wanted to make Sophora japonica rice to satisfy his cravings. Now, looking at so many flowers, he began to worry about whether to make Sophora japonica wine.

It took three days to deal with the locust flower in one place. At noon that day, the three of them ate the fragrant locust flower rice after the twists and turns.

It was the first time for Shen Jue to eat this kind of good local flavor. He ate three bowls in one go, which was not enough.

Eating and eating, he asked Ji Jiu, "How can Dad do this? I remember you can't cook."

In fact, neither Shen Qingxuan in the previous life nor Ji Jiu in this life are good at such things. The family of the noble family of the first generation, the family of the officials of the second generation, and the daily life and food are all served by someone.

They are all served masters.

Ji Jiu was eating and replied, "My mother taught me." Likewise, it was the only meal that her mother could cook.

When she was still alive, at certain times of the year, she would instruct her servants to climb the tree, pick a lot of locust flowers and come back, choose and wash them, and then make them into meals or snacks. It is a rare time for the whole family to get together and enjoy sweet delicacies.

Putting down the bowl, Ji Jiu smiled, "Mother said that I have been a ruthless person since I was a child, and I defended her. Although she didn't say anything, she insisted that she would not change no matter what I said, I would do this every year. During the season, I went up to the tree to pick locust flowers, learned how she made it for me, and made it for her to eat. But after only two years of eating, she went."

Shen Jue felt that her question was not good, so she kept silent and said nothing. We were full soon and left first.

Only Yimo and Ji Jiu were left, eating quietly.

Seeing that Ji Jiu didn't eat anymore, Yimo put down the bowl and asked him, "Why do you say that?"

Ji Jiu paused for a while before saying, "Look at other people's babies who are full and still sticking to their mothers. Only me, when I'm full, I turn my face to sleep and leave her behind." So, yes Inferiority, indifference in the bones.

After Yimo heard it, he agreed after thinking about it, and said, "It's really unkind."

Ji Jiu agreed with this result for a long time, so he didn't care about Yimo's words, got up and packed up the dishes and brought them to the kitchen.

Yimo watched his back disappear, thinking about the temperament of a person, and it was obvious from birth, Ji Jiu's mother was also a wise person, in a word.

But don't know there's a reason for everything. If Shen's mother in the previous life hadn't had such a temperament, how could she have Ji Jiu who was ruthless towards her mother.