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Chapter 97
Chapter 97
Hua Yue was talking to shopkeeper Zhao in a low voice, when the corner of her skirt was suddenly pulled.
"Mother." Youjie called to her.
Hua Yue turned her head and lowered her body quickly and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"This." He raised the medicine bag with his hands above his head, and looked at her with Shui Lingling's eyes without blinking, "I did it."
Very surprised, Hua Yue reached out and hugged him together with the medicine bag: "It turned out to be you who did it, no wonder your father is so angry, then you take it back to find father."
Shaking his head, Youjie took the medicine bag and stuffed it behind her: "Dad said that my mother has a backache and wants this, so I made it for my mother."
Reaching out to take the medicine bag and put it behind her, Hua Yue was a little stunned. She was used to Shi Tong's thoughtfulness. It's not even close, and she actually cares for her without any complaints?
Her heart softened a bit, she hugged the child tightly, and said with guilt: "You are still so young, how could you do it?"
Youjie said straightforwardly, "Ask Uncle Wen to take the medicinal materials, put them in a cloth bag, and ask Daddy to sew them."
Suddenly laughing, Hua Yue shook her head: "How can your father sew things?"
"He will." You Jie said, "He sewed clothes for me."
Li Jingyun, Li Sanye, sewing clothes for children? Hua Yue was stunned, and subconsciously reached out and touched the child's forehead.
"Really." He had a serious look on his face. "The children of other families have clothes that their mother sewed, and if their father refuses to lose, they also sew them."
Although only two sleeves were sewn, and although the two sleeves were of different lengths, it was Yujie's most majestic piece of clothing.
There was a trace of embarrassment in her eyes, Hua Yue pursed her lips, she felt as if her heart was being pressed by something, and she panicked.
The shopkeeper Zhao opposite looked at her expression and couldn't help but say, "This child is so considerate, why are you sad?"
With reddened eyes, Hua Yue said in a sullen voice, "Heart loss."
The more sensible Youjie is, the more she feels at a loss. In the end, she is also her own child. She and Shi Tong came out before and after. She should never favor one over the other. The child loves her so much, and she previously wanted to exchange him for him. , it is too much.
It is difficult for an honest official to interrupt the housework, so the shopkeeper Zhao didn’t ask much more, just smiled and turned to the conversation: “I’ll have lunch later, what would this young master want to eat?”
Youjie glanced at him and replied politely, "Dragon and phoenix dance in full force."
Shopkeeper Zhao: "?"
Hua Yue squeezed him, dumbfounded: "Little Master, there are no official dishes in this small place."
Long Fei Feng Wu is a wild game stew that is often found in Jinghua Treasures Pavilion. Aside from the craftsmanship, the ingredients used are expensive and cannot be eaten here.
Wrinkling his face, You Jie said to the shopkeeper Zhao, "Then I will bring my mother to eat."
The shopkeeper Zhao wanted to treat the guests to dinner. When the two-year-old child said this, he was quite unable to retort.
If Shi Xiang, Hua Yue might have scolded him for being nonsense, but You Jie opened her mouth, she just wanted to stick to it, and then nodded to the man opposite: "He won't stay in town for many days, forgive me, let's go to lunch It's for the small restaurant in the town, and it's on my account."
Who cares about the money for this meal, shopkeeper Zhao is helpless, seeing that Yin's mind is very heavy, he simply doesn't bother, and gets up to say goodbye.
"If you don't go to eat with that uncle, you won't be able to dance anywhere else." Huayue tapped the tip of his nose, "Would you like to make lunch for you and your brother?"
Eyes lit up, Youjie nodded, then squeezed his fingers in embarrassment and asked, "Can Daddy come to eat?"
Her face was slightly stiff, and Hua Yue was slightly embarrassed: "This..."
"Dad is good, he can cook by himself, you can ignore him." Youjie pursed her lips and whispered, "I just want to see, see what it's like to sit and eat together."
As expected of a child taught by Li Jingyun, this long sentence, although intermittent, is very clear, so clear that she can't even pretend she doesn't understand it.
After a long silence, Hua Yue said, "If your father saves face, then come."
Yusuke was overjoyed, jumped out of her arms and ran out.
At a quarter of noon, Huayue and Shuangjiang went in and out of the ground and placed chopsticks on a plate, and the two children were already sitting obediently on the stool.
Youjie looked at the rare dishes on this table and swallowed hard.
Shi Xiang asked inexplicably, "What are you craving?"
"These." Youjie pursed her lips, "I haven't eaten it."
Even when he was on the march, he ate the best soup, and he had never seen tofu, cabbage and egg soup. Shi Xiang was tired of eating and muttered, "It's not delicious."
Youjie gave him a stern look.
Shi Xiang felt very innocent and wanted to cry, but he was afraid that his mother would be called, so he could only bear it.
After a while, the good-looking big brother... No, heard that it was his father. His father came in, brought two dishes, and placed them in the middle of the table.
Shi Xiang stood up and looked, his eyes widened: "Again!"
"It's meat." Youjie glanced at the elbow and glutinous rice chicken with a greasy look. Although it melted in the mouth, he was still young and didn't like to eat so greasy.
Shuang Jiang came in and happened to bump into Li Jingyun, and his expression became complicated immediately.
"My lord," she said, "you don't have to go to the restaurant to serve dishes when you come back. There's enough food for today."
Li Jingyun glanced at her and pursed her lips.
Youjie helped: "Daddy made this himself, my brother has never tasted it."
Frostfall: "..."
Lie, Li Jingyun can cook? The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, how is it possible for a person like him - to meet Yusuke's very serious little eyes, Shuang Jiang swallowed the doubts in his mouth, and sat down at the table suspiciously.
"A few days ago, there was news from Jinghua that there were many buried treasures dug out from the mass grave at the foot of Guanshan Mountain." Li Jingyun sat upright, his voice was very soft, "Look at the mark, it is from the previous dynasty, accompanied by a nanmu coffin."
Frost fell for a while, his face suddenly turned blue, and he stood up: "What do you want to do?"
Nanmu coffins are not affordable for ordinary people, but those who can afford them will not be buried in mass graves, unless they are the old princes of the previous dynasty.
It was the coffin that her father had prepared before her death. After her death, she secretly hid it. All the gold, silver and jewelry on her body were put into it, and it was buried very deep. Unexpectedly, it would be discovered one day.
Raising his eyes calmly, Li Jingyun looked at her and said, "I've had people relocated and re-entered the soil. If you want to go back to Jinghua one day, go take a look."
After all, he handed her a piece of paper with the place written on it.
Shuang Jiang was stunned, stiffly stretched out his hand to take the note, opened it and glanced at it, his eyes moved slightly.
Huayue finished the last dish and brought it in, and everyone was already seated. She didn't look at Li Jingyun, just put the dishes down, and said to Shuang, "Move the chopsticks."
Quickly putting away the note, Shuang Jiang wiped his face and raised his chin towards Li Jingyun with a complicated expression: "The guest moves first."
Hua Yue raised her eyebrows, quite surprised. Shuang Jiang didn't like seeing Li Jingyun very much, and thought that she would definitely ignore this meal, but she was unexpectedly polite.
Li Jingyun did not refuse, and took the chopsticks to pick up the dish, and the two children also moved.
Huayue is going to feed Shi Xiang, but Youjie is more honest, and eats with a spoon. Li Jingyun only scoops egg custard for him one by one, and he does the rest by himself.
No one spoke at the table, and the atmosphere was strangely stuffy. Youjie glanced at his father while he was eating. The latter frowned, and finally stretched out his chopsticks to give the person next to him an elbow.
Hua Yue was stunned for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "You're welcome."
"It's not polite." Li Jingyun said, "I am happy."
Youjie shook his head and looked at him angrily.
"..." After softening his tone, Li Jingyun said, "You are too weak, eat some meat to make up for it."
Hua Yue glanced at You Jie, coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "Sir, you don't have to. These two children are not stupid. You can tell whether they are acting or not."
Scooping a bowl of soup and placing it by her hand, Li Jingyun looked at her sideways: "How do you know I'm acting?"
"It's not for acting, how could you be rushing to be nice to me?" Hua Yue sneered.
"Hmm." He nodded.
This answer was quick, without even the slightest hesitation. Instead, Hua Yue was stunned and looked at him with a frown, as if he had seen a ghost.
Glancing at her expression from the corner of the eye, Li Jingyun hummed: "Do you think it's strange that someone like me, who is lawless and invincible, would bow to you?"
The words used to describe her are too accurate, and Huayue couldn't help laughing: "Indeed."
"I don't want to bow my head either." Li Jingyun scooped the egg custard to Youjie, and said with his eyes lowered, "If I didn't really like you, who would want to be unhappy."
As soon as the chopsticks loosened, the chicken sandwiched fell into the soup bowl in front of her with a thud, splashing two drops of soup, which made her eyes half-closed. Shuang Jiang quickly handed over the handkerchief, Hua Yue waved her hand, took out what she was wearing, and wiped her face.
Li Jingyun squinted at the square scarf in her hand, and said in a sullen voice, "You didn't take the divorce letter when you left, so it stands to reason that you can't remarry."
Where did this come from? Hua Yue bowed her head, but found that she was holding the handkerchief that Shopkeeper Zhao had given her earlier, and she had been carrying it all the time, and she had not had time to wash it and return it.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at him again.
There was no expression on Li Jingyun's face, but the things in his eyes were very complicated. The chopsticks poked the tofu in the bowl, and he didn't look at her directly.
She was suddenly a little curious: "If I have to remarry, do I have to ask you to write a letter of divorce?"
Then beg him, and he will use all kinds of methods to humiliate and embarrass her. She is familiar with the old tricks.
The chopsticks poking at the tofu paused, and Li Jingyun turned his head to the side, his eyes filled with resentment: "No need."
"If you really want to marry another, I'll write a divorce letter for you."
Her eyes widened in disbelief, and Hua Yue looked at him left and right, wanting to touch his face to see if there was a human skin mask. How could the third master be so generous?
"But." He said again.
After hearing this, Hua Yue was relieved, she just said, this person has many tricks, how could he spare her so easily. Sitting up straight, she waited earnestly for his next words.
Li Jingyun looked at her, the hard things in his eyes melted a little bit, and his voice became softer: "But, before you want to marry another, can you..."
"Can you think more about it?"