Chapter 19

"Jingxuan, why did you get a man back?"

With the help of his younger brother Ling Jingpeng, the two brothers wasted their efforts to get things and people home. There were dense wounds all over the man, but they were not deep. They should have been bruised by fighting with wild animals. The only fatal injury was the bump on the back of the head. Ling Jingxuan applied crushed agrimony on the wound to stop bleeding, wrapped it with cloth strips, and other wounds After hearing that he had saved a man to go home, Ling Chenglong and his wife hurried over after they left their work. No, before they entered the yard, the sound rang.

"Don't ask me, people are what the little buns want to save."

Ling Jingxuan, who is dealing with herbal medicine in the yard, shrugs his shoulders and resolutely puts all the blame on liangbaozi.

"Just skin. What can Xiaowen and Xiaowu understand?"

Glare at him fiercely, Ling Wang Shi is about to cross him and walk into the house. Ling Jingxuan blocks in front of her with an arrow step: "Niang, there's nothing good to see. He's still in a coma. When he wakes up, I'll let him go, OK?"

To show them what someone looks like, he can't say it even if he's full of mouth.

"I'll take a look. Jing Peng said that he was seriously injured. In case he died here..."

With these words, Ling Wang's eyes were red again, and the eldest son finally returned to normal, ignoring the rumors. If people knew that a man died in his house, what would happen in the village? Who knows if those cruel elders in the family would drag him to sink the pond? If he's gone, what about the two kids?

The more he thought about it, the more distressed he felt. He could not help but wipe his tears frequently. Ling Chenglong, next to him, obviously had the same worry. His black and thin face was worried and worried.

"Mother, what do you think you are doing? If he is really going to die, I can go home?"

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan was powerless. He knew it would be like this. Five years ago, the incident had already made the whole family a frightened bird. However, they would panic for a long time if they were doing something small. How could they worry so much about it if it was a good thing to save others?

"Let's go and have a look, Jingxuan. My parents are old and can't stand the trouble."

"This..."

Ling Jingxuan doesn't want them to go in, but The man's face is so similar to the steamed bun. I really let my parents see it. I can't tell you what to say about him. Damn bastard, besides looking for something for him, can he do something else?

At this moment, Ling Jingxuan resolutely resented someone.

"What's the matter? Is he still in the dark? "

His refusal is so obvious that Ling and Jackie are not blind. How can they not see it? To this end, Ling Wang's tone can not help but sharpen up, looking at the son's line of sight with a naked suspicion.

"No, it's just..."

For the first time in my life, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but be hard to speak. His sight unconsciously avoided their search. After half a ring, he bit his teeth and looked like a bold man: "Mom and Dad, you promise me that you will not make a statement about anything you see later. Before things are clear, I don't want to scare the two children."

If you die, you will be exposed sooner or later. It is better to die early than to live.

"You are a stranger. What's the matter with Xiaowen?"

As soon as he said that, Ling Chenglong and his wife were even more confused. Ling Jingxuan took a deep breath and didn't want to say anything more. He simply turned around and took them to the room where they usually piled up sundries. When they came back earlier, the two steamed stuffed buns wanted to put the men in their room. After all, among the three thatched cottages, only that room had a bed, but he did not Willing, finally with straw in the room stacked with debris to play a floor, casually threw the man in.

"Ho My mother, he is He is... "

Holding doubts and following him into the room, Ling Chenglong and his wife jumped up at the moment of seeing the man's appearance. His fingers trembled and pointed at him. His face was full of fright. Ling Jingxuan said helplessly: "now you know why I don't let you in? He may be Xiaowen Xiaowu's biological father. "

If men don't have twin brothers, no one will doubt their relationship by looking at their nearly identical appearance without precise DNA identification.

"What is possibility? Don't you know it yourself? "

On hearing this, Ling Wang's family got out of control decisively. Her roar was sharp and could not be mistaken. The man had killed her son. If she could, she would never want to see him in her life.

"Jingxuan, he Your story was all over the country. If he was a man, he would have stood up and faced with you. If he didn't, it means he was playing with you. Why should you Alas... "

Ling Chenglong said half of the words can not help but sigh, in his opinion, his son will take such a big risk to save people, is simply the remaining affection for men.

"Dad, mom, what are you talking about? I didn't talk to him like you thought. I was Let's not say that was ok? I don't want to talk about the past. "Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan's tone is hard to hide. He can't tell them that their son was raped, right? Now he is in charge of the family, not the former Ling Jingxuan. Regardless of whether the man is the father of two steamed stuffed buns, he does not intend to accept him together. In this life, he has loving parents, brothers and two lovely sons. He says he doesn't need other things.

"You, you, you Why are you so stupid? You can tell the relationship between him and you at a glance. If people know that he is Xiaowen's father, what will those people say about you? "

I don't know whether he is angry or angry. Ling Chenglong can't help shaking. Although Ling Chenglong doesn't say a word, from his slightly reproachful look, it's easy to see his dissatisfaction. Ling Jingxuan can't help his forehead. He has a big head. He doesn't care much about what others say, but his parents and brothers care. For the future of baozi, he has to care. What the hell is going on God wants to play with him, doesn't he?

"Parents, I'm also worried about the things you worry about. Don't worry. I'll let him go when he wakes up and asks me what I want to know."

In this case, he either let him go, or openly announce his identity as a man and marry him. The latter can't kill him. Therefore, he has only one choice, but the premise is that he has to find out the life experience of baozi, or everything he has done previously will be in vain.

"You can see him off now. The farther away, the better. I'll ask your father and Jing Peng to help you."

"Niang..."

"Don't call me mother, or you will marry him? Jingxuan, I won't let him hurt you again. "

"But I..."

"What are you..."

as like as two peas and two men, who argued about the fate of men, no one found that the man's eyes were moving under his eyelids. His closed eyes slowly opened and swung away for a moment, and the same time as the little bun did not catch the eyes of the apricot, they were more excited. Then the man closed his eyes again as if he had never woken up.

"Xiaowu, what we heard just now must not be known to anyone, including dad."

Of course, they couldn't find out that the little buns who came back from the outside also listened to all their conversations. When they didn't find out, the big buns quietly took the little buns to the backyard. Maybe he didn't understand all the meanings of those words, let alone their worries. But he knew two things. First, the man could It can be their father. Second, dad doesn't like that man very much. He doesn't like him either. He knows better than anyone that they will be so miserable. It's all caused by that man.

"Why? I want a father. "

Baozi bowed his head and wrung his fingers wrongly, with tears in his eyes. The villagers all called them wild bastards and little monsters who had no father or mother. Now that father is well and his father is back, their home should be better and better. Why should we hide it?

"Xiaowu!"

Ling Wen's tender voice was suddenly high. Ling Wu's subconscious shaking, tears in the bottom of his eyes fell down. Seeing this, Lingwen quickly gathered his displeasure and stretched out his thin arm to embrace him: "Xiaowu doesn't cry. We don't need a father. It's enough to have a father."

"Woo Well... "

Although he still didn't understand his dissatisfaction, he still sobbed and nodded. Ling Wenwen tried to coax Ling Jingxuan into their usual way and gently patted his back. His small round apricot eyes reflected firm light. He would certainly protect his father and brother.

Under Ling Jingxuan's strong fight, the man still stayed. On the contrary, Ling Chenglong and his wife were very angry and threatened to stop caring about him before leaving. However, the next morning, Ling Chenglong and Ling Jingpeng came together to take fish at home. After all, he was his own son. How can we say that he doesn't care?

"Dad, Jingpeng, I'll sell fish later. Please help me buy 20 pottery pots of this shape, a few pots the size of salt pots and two largest wooden barrels. Finally, I'll add 10 jin corn flour and 2 jin pork."

After greeting his father and younger brother to have breakfast, Ling Jingxuan said while describing the shape of the pottery pot. Yesterday's fish sold for 500 Wen, equivalent to half a liang of silver. They should eat some meat to make up for it, but

"Oh, my father, we only make a few money. Why are you shopping and eating pork? No, I can't buy anything. My little money can't make you so extravagant. "

Big steamed bun gave a strange cry, his face was full of pain, and all kinds of disapproval glared at him. Ling Jingxuan held his forehead speechless. After a long time, he said patiently: "what small article? The pottery pot is used to hold those wild grapes outside. I didn't say that, before that, a small amount of investment is necessary to turn them into a lot of money. There are also corn flour and pork. Our family is not No food, can't we not eat anything? You see, you and Xiaowu are so thin, shouldn't you eat some pork to make up for it

To say the most regretful thing in Ling Jingxuan's life, he was forced to hand over the financial power without thinking about it at the beginning. No, it's the same as the life of a big steamed stuffed bun to spend two money. Is there any special hole father?

"Dad, you just can't make a living. How expensive are small pottery pots? Let's buy two big ones? It's too luxurious to eat corn flour every day. It's good to buy some black flour. Forget about pork. We don't make a lot of money. We don't know whether wild fruit can make money. If we can, we can save it. "After a moment's hesitation, the big steamed stuffed bun yelled again. Ling Jingxuan was depressed and did not give up. "Xiao Wen, do you think about the price of a piece of cloth on the floor and in the shop, can they be the same? The rarer it is, the more expensive it is, you know? As for expensive things, you have to pay attention to the exquisite packaging. You said that when you come, you will have two big jars, and the good things will be ruined. Obviously, you can sell ten Liang silver, but in the end, you can only sell one or two silver. How big is the gap between them? If we want to make a lot of money, we need to know how to invest, so the conclusion is that we must buy small pots. "

He must be crazy. He talks about the rate of return on investment with a five-year-old. Ling Jingxuan's heart is at a loss.

"Are you sure those wild fruits can sell for ten Liang silver?"

After a long silence, Ling Wencai held back his breath and nervously confirmed that what he could understand was just how much money he made.

There's drama!

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan's eyes glowed and nodded quickly: "if there is no accident, it must be more than ten Liang silver."

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

As if it was cutting his flesh, big bun finally nodded, but

"Sir, uncle, in addition to jars and barrels, help us buy some black noodles, the cheapest one."

Ling Jingxuan hasn't had time to be happy. Big baozi turns to Ling Chenglong and says that Ling Jingxuan wants to cry without tears. Does he still have a day to eat white rice in his life?

"OK."

Seeing this scene from the beginning to the end, Ling Chenglong smiles, fondly touches his head and looks at Ling Jingxuan with a gloomy face: "that's it, Xiaowen is also poor and afraid. How long can you catch the fish in Yuehua ditch? It's better for us to save it. "

"I know Dad, I'll trouble you and my brother. By the way, you can go to the grocery store to see if there is any ice sugar to sell. If you don't, you can buy me a few catties of white granulated sugar. I'll make an introduction for my second brother."

What else can we do if we don't? Take your time. One day, he will turn around the stingy nature of big buns.

"OK, big brother, our fish is big and fat. It's easy to sell. I'll help you when it's sold out. Didn't you say you wanted to dig a pool in the backyard yesterday?"

On hearing the second brother's illness, Ling Jingpeng patted his chest and laughed brightly, and his wheat skin was full of youthful and graceful brilliance.

"Yes, then you go quickly. It will be hot later."

"Ah

Ling Jingxuan and his son personally sent Ling Chenglong and his son out of the house. Until their backs disappeared in sight, Ling Jingxuan was ready to turn around. Today, there are still many things for him. He plans to make wine from those wild grapes. If there is any left, he can boil some jam, even if he can't change money, he can make the children eat more food, isn't he?

"Well?"

Feeling that the hem of the clothes was pulled, Ling Jingxuan doubtfully lowered his head. Big bun loosened his clothes and turned around. It was not very natural to say: "Dad, I know you want to eat better, but we don't have money. When we have money, I will let you eat white rice every day."

"Ha ha That father is waiting, go, didn't I teach you two words yesterday? Take Xiaowu to practice. "

Smell speech, Ling Jingxuan helpless smile, regardless of whether he is to give him painting pancakes, at least he has that heart, isn't he? Since his son is afraid of poverty and needs money in his hand to be confident, he will try to make money. When their money is too much, he will not be stingy any more.

At this time, Ling Jingxuan didn't know that there were some habits that would be hard to give up all his life. Even if they had golden mountains and silver mountains in the future, stingy little buns would still be stingy little buns, which had not changed at all.

"Dad, can I go to play with iron child after practicing Chinese characters?"

"Of course, but remember to go home at noon. For your good health, you must form a good habit of taking a nap."

Doting on the tip of his nose, Ling Jingxuan smiles and nods. After two steamed stuffed buns go to the backyard to practice calligraphy, Ling Jingxuan turns to walk to the room where the man is.