Chapter 92

Although there is usually no shortage of food and clothing, Shi Xiang always feels that it is not easy for his mother to make money, and he will not act like a spoiled child to buy things. Suddenly a man came out and said that he would buy everything for him. Shi Xiang was overjoyed. In his young mind, he finally named "brother" and "good man", and happily hugged him and kissed him.

Youjie disliked his behavior very much, but his little hand still clenched him tightly, and said in an adult's tone: "Be obedient."

"Okay." Shi Xiang responded in a milky voice.

Hua Yue was dumbfounded by the two of them: "It really gives me peace of mind."

"Good people have good rewards." Shopkeeper Zhao chuckled, "A girl like you should have an obedient son."

"You won the prize." Hua Yue blinked her eyes, she thought about a dozen calculations in her heart, and said, "If you really think that I should have a good reward, then I will give me an extra point, and a handkerchief can earn twenty-three wen embroidery money, and I can also give it to me. They buy more snacks."

The shopkeeper Qian smiled elegantly, and shook the fan in his hand: "Gong Guigong, the dim sum shop is in front, I invite you to eat."

If it’s a small order, it’s fine. How dare you set the unit price at will with this large order of more than 100 items?

Hua Yue knew what he would say, and went down the steps: "Thank you very much."

Shopkeeper Qian looked at her and smiled helplessly: "You can't hold on for a while longer."

"You won't lose money to me." Hua Yue said, "Besides, if we do business for a long time, we can't be stumped by this deal."

He was a penetrating person. The money shopkeeper nodded, stopped the first two children, and turned into the snack shop next to him.

No matter how smart Shi Xiang and Youjie were, they were only two years old, and they couldn't walk very far alone. When they heard that they could sit down and rest, they were immediately happy. Shi Xiang took Youjie's hand and said, "Brother, let me tell you, the mung bean cake in this shop is delicious."

Youjie raised his eyes and glanced around, and whispered, "There are so many people."

In the past, he followed his father to clear the scene wherever he went.

"If it's delicious, there will be a lot of people." Shi Xiang took out the small cloth that his mother had prepared for him, tied it in front of him obediently, and sat upright on the stool, staring at the dim sum at the next table.

Youjie looked at his small cloth, his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, only subconsciously reached out and touched the front of his clothes, which was nothing.

Huayue saw it, and hurriedly turned over her sleeve pockets, but she didn't bring any other cloth.

As Wen Guzhi said, Youjie really won't ask people what they want, but it's not that he doesn't want it, it's probably Li Jingyun's strict control, he knows it's useless.

Her heart tightened, she stretched out her hand to hug Youjie and asked him with a smile, "There are all kinds of snacks here, which one would you like to eat?"

Youjie thought about it for a while: "Pearl and jadeite point to autumn frost."

With a twitching corner of her mouth, Hua Yue shook her head: "Don't say what you eat on weekdays, it won't be here."

Shopkeeper Zhao raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "The dim sum score of Jinghua's official family?"

Forgetting that the person next to him was someone who had studied in Jinghua, Huayue smiled awkwardly, answered vaguely, and asked Youjie, "Do you want to eat mung bean cake?"

"Okay." Youjie nodded, not picking.

Shi Xiang looked at his mother hugging his brother and not hugging him, his eyes were red, but he didn't cry, pretending to be nothing, rubbing his little hands.

Shopkeeper Zhao has always liked this sensible child, so he reached out and hugged him, rubbing his head: "Do you have anything to eat?"

Shi Xiang blinked at him, and whispered, "Horseshoe cake."

He nodded, called Xiao Er to instruct him to go down, and hugged Shi Xiang and patted him one by one.

In a lively dim sum shop, many families on the second floor came out to fight their teeth. Hua Yue and the shopkeeper Zhao sat here, each holding a child and coaxing them. It was quite the same thing. The people next to them even envied them twice, saying that they are talented and beautiful. There are two lovely sons, really happy.

Shopkeeper Zhao is a person who advocates starting a business first and then starting a family. Before he became the richest man in the city, he had no plans to start a family, so no matter how anyone teased him, he would not take it to heart.

However, at the empty table behind Huayue, two people sat down after a while.

Most of the dim sum shops are ordinary people, but these two people, although they are also wearing ordinary clothes, have extraordinary bearing, and they have a background at a glance. A cold and handsome man with eyes as dark as night, like a martial artist, but holding a jade-bone fan. One has a kind face, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but for some reason there is a cold sweat on his forehead.

Especially this kind person, who started to look at him from the moment he sat down, his eyes were very strange, like some-sympathy?

Shopkeeper Zhao has also been doing business for so long. He has the ability to observe words and feelings. Seeing that the situation is not right, he pays more attention to it.

The two casually waved their hands for Xiao Er to serve snacks and tea. They sat quietly without speaking. The indifferent person seemed to be holding back, and the folding fan in his hand was knocking on his palm one after another. .

"Manager Zhao?" Hua Yue called to him.

He returned to his senses and said with a smile, "I've been busy with things recently, and my soul has flown out of the body. What did you say just now?"

"I said that Shi Xiang has gotten a lot heavier recently, don't hold it all the time, your hands are tired."

"It doesn't matter." He weighed Shi Fang, "I like this child. The last time my mother hugged him, she didn't let go. I'm definitely not tired."

Shopkeeper Zhao's mother hoped that her children and grandchildren were going crazy, and Shi Tong was so lovable, not to mention that her old man liked him so much. Huayue remembered that she had just arrived in the town to do business, and she still relied on Shi Fang to win the favor of the old man, so that the shopkeeper Zhao gave her a good way to go, and she couldn't help but smile: "It's time to greet her old man."

"Don't buy too many things, just go." Shopkeeper Zhao said, "People can go every day, she is very happy, but you spend too much money, which is not suitable."

Hua Yue shook her head: "It should be."

It's not so easy for my daughter's family to do business, and people know that kindness is repaid.

It's okay to say this, it's not like that when it falls into the ears of others.

Looking at it from this angle, Li Jingyun could only see Yin Huayue's back, not even the child in her arms, but he could imagine the expression on this person's face when he said this. She used to be liked by the Zhuang family in the General's Mansion, and naturally she would not starve to death when she went out.

It's just that it's really annoying to hear, and it's not a real family, so what is "should"?

The snacks came, and the two children ate happily. Youjie followed the rules when eating, came out of Huayue's arms, and sat back on the stool to eat by herself. He couldn't understand what the lord said, and he just focused on eating his own, and looked around casually by the way.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but as soon as you look at the table behind your mother, Yousuke coughs immediately.

"Eat slowly." Hua Yue patted him and poured him tea.

Youjie's eyes widened and met his father's indifferent eyes. He opened his mouth to call someone, but was stunned.

"..."

Rubbing his heart and swallowing this thing, Youjie looked back, silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and asked, "When will my mother come back with me?"

Hua Yue and the shopkeeper Zhao were talking about the old lady's condition, when they heard this sentence, they were a little stunned: "Where are you going back?"

"Go back to Daddy." Youjie straightened his chest, as he did when he was reciting ancient poems, and said in a prudent manner, "Daddy misses you very much."

After staring blankly, Hua Yue rubbed his head with a complicated expression: "You know all this?"

"There is a painting of my mother in the tent." Youjie's eyes twitched, and the little hand turned his back subconsciously, "Dad often talks about you too."

Shopkeeper Zhao was surprised: "Dad? Their father is not dead..."

"My father is a general." Youjie raised his chin and said solemnly, "He is very powerful."

Trembling in his heart, shopkeeper Zhao looked at him and then at Huayue.

Hua Yue smiled awkwardly: "Don't take it to heart."

Think about it, if Huayue is the general's wife and concubine, how could she be living abroad with her children? Mostly childish jokes.

Shopkeeper Zhao waved his hand with a smile, but Youjie continued, "Mother hasn't answered me yet."

Hua Yue brought him a new snack and said softly: "Your father is not short of people, but one more person by your mother's side will be an eyesore. For the best of both worlds, mother does not have to go back."

Youjie paused, frowned, and subconsciously swept behind her.

Hua Yue felt that something was wrong, so she wanted to turn around and look back, but his hand was caught by him: "Mother."

"Huh?" Hua Yue turned to look at him.

The child in front of him was a little at a loss, grabbed her and hesitated for a while, but didn't hold back any new words.

There was a stalemate here, while Shi Xiang, who was in the arms of Shopkeeper Zhao, stared at the adjacent table with a smile.

He knew this big brother, but for some reason, he didn't seem to be as kind as he had seen before.

"Big brother." He asked curiously, "Why are you sad?"

Youjie managed to attract Huayue's attention, but when he shouted, Huayue turned her head curiously and met Li Jingyun's indifferent gaze.

"Wow." Shi Xiang exclaimed, "It changed all of a sudden."

He was amazed by Li Jingyun's expression, the person whose face was full of emotions just now turned into a cold and ruthless passerby in the blink of an eye.

It's a pity that I am young and can't tell clearly, and the people around me naturally don't understand what it means.

The surrounding area, which was still very lively just now, seemed to be quiet the moment he saw this person. Hua Yue stared at him blankly, turned her eyes aside, and asked Wen Guzhi, "Why are you two here?"

To say that a coincidence is impossible, Wen Guzhi is also frank: "I'm here to find you."

Shopkeeper Zhao got up with Shi Xiang in his arms, and said with a smile, "I just thought it was strange, so I knew it."

If outsiders say such things, then Huayue should naturally introduce one or two to avoid embarrassment. She got up and pointed at Wen Guzhi, "These two are old friends from Jinghua."

Li Jingyun sneered when he heard these two words of lightness and fluttering, and shouted at him honestly, "Daddy."

Shopkeeper Zhao was stunned, and the hand that was just about to greet him stopped in the air.