Lady of Fortune, Jiao Niang

Qi Yun supports Xu Bao's ambition to be prime minister. After all, every child has a dream. He thinks it is nothing to let his fat son dream.

Regardless of whether he will be a business man or an imperial career, Qi Yun thinks it is all right. After all, children must have their own choices.

It doesn't matter if you want to be the prime minister, who can stop him from thinking about it?

As for whether it can be considered, it depends on Xu Bao's own good fortune.

But Xu Bao said that he should take care of himself. Qi Yun was uncomfortable. He just turned the "Children's Learning Qionglin" to the chapter of father and son, and explained it to him clearly every word, especially the sentence "The bridge is high and up, like the way of the father;" Zimu is low and bowed, as humble as a child." It is to tell his fat son--

I am your father, you are my son, and I will take care of you for the rest of your life, even if you become the prime minister, it won't work!

However, Qi Yun originally wanted to crack down on his son's wishful thinking, but he didn't expect Xu Bao to hear it pleasingly.

During dinner, he also showed off to Ye Jiao: "Daddy has read a lot of books to me!"

And this time, Dad has read carefully and he is very patient. Xu Bao feels very happy, and smiles when he eats custard.

Ye Jiao smiled and looked at Qi Yun while feeding him, and said, "You seem to be a little free today?" Otherwise, Qi Yun usually ran away when he heard Xu Bao wanting to listen to it, but today it is uncharacteristically that he has to study for Xu Bao. .

Xu Bao pulled Ye Jiao's sleeve and said to her: "Mother, my father is hurting Xu Bao." After that, Xu Bao's eyes were fixed on Ye Jiao's spoon, "Mother also hurts Xu Bao." After speaking, he opened a soft pink mouth and waited.

Ye Jiao hurriedly dug another spoonful of custard, leaned to his mouth to try the taste, and then fed it to Xu Bao, but still said to Qi Yun, "Msang Gong, you are very good to Xu Bao today."

Qi Erlang didn't speak, he just felt choked.

He wanted to say that today is very busy, not busy.

He also wanted to say that he and Xu Bao said so much, not to coax him, but to really want this stupid boy to remember to listen to himself in the future.

But I just asked, Xu Bao heard the story clearly, and he remembered all the words and sentences in it, but he didn’t take it seriously. The ambition is still to be the prime minister, and the goal is still Control daddy.

Qi Yun had no choice but to say that he was angry with the two-year-old fat son in front of Ye Jiao, so he could only say nothing.

But watching Xu Bao eating custard with a smug look on his face, Qi Yun did something he hadn't thought of when the chubby face moved.

When Ye Jiao dug another spoonful of custard to test the temperature, Qi Yun suddenly grabbed Ye Jiao's wrist.

Then, he brought the spoon that the woman was holding to his mouth, opened his mouth and ate.

Ye Jiao:...

Xu Bao:......!

The little fat man who was stable just now stretched out his hand to grab Qi Yun, shouting: "Daddy is bad! Spit it out!"

In fact, Qi Yun felt a little surprised when he ate the custard. He didn't even think about coming to Qi Erlang. He could do something like grabbing food with his son.

When Xu Bao drank milk before, it was a husband-and-wife taste for himself and him.

But it's still robbing, that's... on an impulse.

In particular, the custard that the child ate was different from that of adults, with less oil, less salt, and no taste, which made Qi Erlang feel more and more stupid.

Qi Yun swallowed the custard in his mouth, coughed lightly, stood up silently and said: "I'll look at the account books again." Then he hurried to the next room.

Ye Jiao looked at the custard and Xu Bao, thinking.

Seeing Xu Bao still pouting her mouth, Ye Jiao smoothly pinched a piece of milk cake from the side and stuffed it into the little thing's mouth.

Most people who love eating are always conscious, Xu Bao took a bite of the milk cake and immediately smiled, looking at Ye Jiao eagerly, and waiting for the next bite with his mouth open.

While eating supper in the evening, Ye Jiao carried a bowl of chickpea porridge, while Qi Yun was silent while watching the custard in his hand.

In the end, he ate up the custard a little bit and helped Ye Jiao to wipe his body before going to bed.

Now that Ye Jiao is pregnant for six months, her belly is slightly larger than when she was pregnant with Xu Bao last time, and she is more lively, and she does not sleep comfortably at night.

Ye Jiao will wake up occasionally when the baby in her stomach moves. Sometimes she wakes up several times at night.

After feeling the movement this time, Little Ginseng opened his eyes again, first looked out the window, and could see the bright moonlight, and then felt a lighter or heavier sensation on his legs.

Slightly propped up her upper body, and through the light, Ye Jiao saw the man who was pressing her leg.

This is not the first time Qi Yun has done this. When Ye Jiao was pregnant the last time, Qi Yun would often get up and knead Ye Jiao when her legs were sore, but now it is easy to do it again.

Seeing that she was awake, Qi Yun stopped his movements, wiped his hands with the veil on the side, then lay sideways next to Ye Jiao, and asked softly: "Why, did the child make you trouble again? Or did I wake up? is you?"

Ye Jiao shook her head: "It's none of your business, but the child moved."

Qi Yun lightly encircled Ye Jiao's body, but his eyes were looking at the woman's bulging abdomen, and he lowered his voice: "Don't make trouble, your mother is sleepy, don't bother her."

After hearing this, Ye Jiao blinked: "You say that, can the child hear it?"

Qi Yun said quite rightly: "If you talk more, you will hear it."

I don't know if it was a coincidence. After Qi Yun finished speaking, the little guy would be honest, but Ye Jiao couldn't sleep.

Because of the scorching heat in midsummer, it won’t be much cooler at night. Ye Jiao wanted to reach out and push Qi Yun. She felt that people are good everywhere, but her body is always hot. Winter is naturally good. It is very comfortable to get together in one place, but It will feel dry in summer.

But when he put his hand on Qi Yun's body, Ye Jiao changed his mind, and moved his hands and feet to Qi Yun's side together. She hugged the man with her thin arms and buried her face.

And her knees softly tucked between the man's legs, and she hooked her.

She looked very close, but she didn't seem to be very happy looking at Ye Jiao's expression.

Qi Yun's breathing stagnated, and then he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Ye Jiao hugged him tighter again, and then said, "My grandfather is cold. It's good to cool off in summer, but I'm afraid that your body is cold because your body isn't fully recovered." Ye Jiao moved closer again.

In this way, it can also make up for the family.

But when Qi Yun heard it, he felt both ironed and seductive.

Pressing posts is that Jiao Niang remembers herself all the time, and sultry is that she is so close, it's hard to think too much.

So, it didn't take long for the little ginseng to find that his friend, who was still cold just now, suddenly became hot, especially the neck and cheeks, which were hot and completely lost the comfort.

She let go of Qi Yun, and asked him with some doubts: "Miangong, are you hot?"

Qi Yun didn't speak, just sat up from the bed and opened the soft and breathable gauze tent.

Then he turned his head to face Ye Jiao and said, "If the Jiao Niang is still hot, then we might as well go out for a walk. It is good to dissipate the heat a little bit."

Ye Jiao nodded, helped Qi Yun sit up and let this person put on his shoes and socks. Ye Jiao took a soft and breathable silk coat for him to wear, and they left together. The house.

Outside, the night is quiet and the moon is as cold as water.

Not far from the bedroom is the gurgling stream. At night, cicadas and frogs scream, and you can hear the slight sound of trickling streams.

Even though Xiao Ginseng is not a person who likes to read poetry and books, she can't describe this kind of night scene, but she still thinks it is very beautiful, with a slight smile on her face.

They didn’t go far, Qi Yun thought. Not only are there people in the mountain, but occasionally there will be some animals that hit and run off by mistake. Ye Jiao’s belly is a lot bigger after all. It’s hard to be frightened. Take a walk along the stream.

The summer night is not as cool as the spring and autumn, but the climate in the mountains is pleasant, and it is always cooler. Only after walking for a while, Ye Jiao feels a lot more comfortable.

But when the body was penetrated, his mind became clear. The little ginseng remembered something and turned to look at Qi Yun and said, "Msang Gong, have you thought about the child's name?"

Qi Yun supported her intently. Hearing the words, he said without thinking: "If it's a daughter, it's still Qian'er, if it's a son, choose one from'' and''."

Ye Jiao blinked, and she was a little confused just by listening to the pronunciation, and spread her hand to Qi Yun: "You write it to me."

Qi Yun stretched out his index finger and placed it gently on Ye Jiao's palm to write.

Who knew that as soon as Qi Yun touched, Ye Jiao couldn't stop laughing. She seemed to have touched the itch, and quickly retracted her hand, keeping her back from touching it.

Qi Yun was taken aback and laughed. Instead of pulling her hand, he squatted down, picked up a branch and wrote two words on the soft ground beside the stream.

Ye Jiao knows that there is a certain rule for people to choose names. They are arranged according to the number, or they use the same radical, so that they can be seen at a glance that they are related by blood, and it can be regarded as a way to strengthen the relationship between brothers. Kind of way.

The stone is called Qi Du and Xu Bao is called Qi Ce, and the two characters written by Qi Yun are also prefixed with bamboo.

It's just that Ye Jiao didn't quite understand what they all meant, and didn't even ask. She just glanced at it and pointed her finger: "Call this."

Seeing that she had chosen'Jiao', Qi Yun couldn't help asking, "Why?"

In fact, according to the meaning, Ji is the book, classics, and the ancient music bamboo utensils, both elegant and elegant, no matter which is a good word, but Qi Yun still wants to hear Ye Jiao's thoughts.

The little ginseng said to him in a serious manner: "There are too many strokes on the right. If you really start this word, I am afraid that you will have to learn for a while just to learn to write names."

Qi Yun: ...what the lady said makes sense.

Ending a smile, Qi Yun nodded and drew a circle on the character'': "Then choose this one. I will write it down and save it later. I won't use it this time, but I can use it next time."

This was meant to tease her, but Ye Jiao nodded as soon as she heard it, "Naturally save it, and it will always be needed in the future."

Hearing the words, Qi Yun responded with a smile, got up, wiped his hands, and then held Ye Jiao back again, and the two slowly walked back.

It was probably a bit tired after going around outside, Ye Jiao fell asleep as soon as she lay down, and did not wake up until the next day's dawn.

Qi Yun didn't bother her when he woke up. He took Mrs. Zhu from the side and placed it next to Ye Jiao so that she could hold him. Then he got up lightly and went to read the book.

But before Qi Yun opened the book, he heard a soft knock on the door.

Afraid of waking Ye Jiao, Qi Yun immediately walked over to open the door, and whispered to Xiaosu outside: "What's the matter?"

Xiaosu also guessed that his second young grandma was not up, and consciously lowered her voice: "If you go back to the second young master, six thoughts are coming. He said that the third young master has something for him to bring, right now in the front hall. , The second young master, go and see."

Qi Yun frowned slightly when he heard this.

Six Thoughts is a companion to Qi Ming. He has always been sensible and will not run out casually. It is now in May, and there is only less than three months before the provincial examination. His third brother should study hard in the college, if not Major events will inevitably not let the companions around you go up the mountain to find yourself.

Qi Yun didn't delay, just put the book down, turned around, closed the door gently, and then asked as he walked out of the courtyard: "Did he say something is wrong?"

"No, just listening to Brother Zheng said, Liu Si looked at the panic, thinking it was an emergency."

At this moment, Qi Yun happened to see Tiezi who was guarding the courtyard gate, and he said to Xiao Su: "You don't need to follow, go to the gate and guard, if the sweet lady wakes up and waits for her to get up, he said I will be right back."

Xiaosu stopped immediately and said respectfully: "Yes."

And Qi Yun took the iron and headed towards the front hall.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Liu Si spinning around in the same place. Even though it was a cool summer morning and transparent on all sides, Liu Si's head was already sweating.

Seeing Qi Yun entering the door, Liu Si hurried to trot over and said: "Young Master Two, Two, Two, Master Three, Master Three, let me come and find you."

Qi Yun asked Tiezi to give him a cup of tea, and then said: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Liu Si stutters a little, the more anxious the stutter, the more serious it becomes.

After filling a glass of water, his expression was a little calmer, and his mouth was cleaner than just before: "Second Young Master, yes, Third Young Master asked me to come. He said that his cage was robbed!"

Qi Yun was taken aback, and then immediately asked, "What about people, is there anything wrong with people?"

"It's okay, people are okay, but the inkstone, inkstone, and copybooks of the three young masters are all in it."

Qi Yun had another bad premonition: "What inkstone, what copybook?"

Liu Si poured another cup of tea, and then said: "The third young master said that the inkstone and copybooks from his righteous brother were all packed in it."