Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 110 The group pets her with a little sweet baby 5
Seeing that Xia Ling's hand was tightly clutching Xiao Baozi's chubby little hand, he didn't let go.

Jiang Qinghan knew what these poor people were thinking, so he added: "Money is indispensable to you. I will take the child away today, and the money will be sent to you tomorrow. Use the money to buy a house and do some work. To make a living, you will never worry about money again in this life, so why not do it?"

The little bun looked up at Xia Ling's dignified body, eagerly shook Xia Ling's hand as if he was afraid of being left behind, and begged: "Mother, I won't go, I want to follow mother..."

Xia Ling let go, took two steps forward, snatched the bowl that Zhong Wei was holding, and piled the picked bowls together.

Holding the bowl in his left hand and the soup in his right hand, he walked into the back kitchen without saying a word.

When he came out again, he put on a smiling face and said, "There is nothing to entertain you at home, only a chicken. It is getting late, all nobles, hurry up and hurry up before dark, I won't stay."

Zhong Linlin frowned, dissatisfied with Xia Ling's sudden see-off, "I said, are you a village woman who doesn't know what to do? My brother Jiang said that he would bring that little bald head back to the house to raise. Do you know that brother Jiang is Who? That's our first-rank general of Fengyuan! Who wants to climb high and still not be able to climb high, why do you ask you a question but don't know the answer? You don't know good or bad!"

Xia Ling nodded cooperatively, and looked at Jiang Qinghan with hollow eyes, "Oh, that's really because I didn't know what to do. Please forgive me, General."

Where can I see the meaning of repentance.

"Miss, Xu has never been a mother. I don't know what a daughter here means to parents. If my child says that he has lived a hard life with me and wants to go to the general's mansion to enjoy happiness, I will not There is half a point of resistance. But you just heard him say that he is unwilling. As long as he is unwilling, let alone give me gold or silver in exchange, even if it is threatening my life, I will not hesitate. In this world, there are indeed people who are afraid Poor, willing to exchange children for money."

She paused, looked at Jiang Qinghan, and said word by word: "But the general misjudged me, and I will not give it to such a person. Everyone, please go back."

The straightforward Zhong Linlin slapped the table and stood up, "Then you are that cruel mother. If you really think about the child, you shouldn't ask the child to eat chaff with you here. You can't even eat a chicken, and you can't eat it." Don't look at how pitiful that child is? Who doesn't want to live a good life by keeping the child by his side for selfish desires? It's really shameful to say that the child doesn't want to."

"Oh?" Xia Ling couldn't help laughing, "My child is on the left and right, I gave birth to him, why is it shameful for me to raise my own child? If he wants to be by my side if he eats bran and swallow vegetables, that is him." It's your own decision. How do you know that he is not happy when he eats chaff and swallowed vegetables every day? How do you know that he lives in a jade bed and eats delicacies from mountains and seas every day, so he won't be unhappy?"

Eyes like peach petals moved her gaze, and she slowly swept across the face of the person in front of her, "Could it be that in the eyes of all nobles, there is no happiness that money can't buy in this world? Dare I ask, Miss In Gaomen, is he happy every day? This young master is well-clothed and well-fed, but he has no worries? Or is it that the general is in a high position and holds military power, so he has no worries? Being a human being, eating chaff and swallowing vegetables is also a one-body experience. If you want to To live a good life, with my own hands, I can also let my children have books to read and food to eat, so please ask the nobleman to accept mercy and take care of your own affairs."

"Let's go. It's hard to buy someone willing, why bother?" Zhong Wei felt a little embarrassed by Xia Ling's words, got up and waved his hands, and pulled Zhong Linlin, who was still wanting to argue with Xia Ling, out. room.

Jiang Qinghan was tall, and when he stood up, he almost touched the roof of the small shack.

He nodded slightly, looking at Xia Ling with his slender eyes, always with a hint of condescension, "I'll give you time to think about it. If you figure it out, come to me at the General's Mansion in Pianxing City. Whenever, Not too late."

The little bun hiding behind Xia Ling poked his head out, blushed and spat at Jiang Qinghan's back, "Get out of here, you bastard!"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Qinghan stopped.

Xia Ling pulled the little bun behind him, but he was like a stubborn donkey, with his feet fixed on the ground, he still refused to hide, let alone admit his cowardice.

There was a bit of reproach in his cold tone, "This is the child you taught."

At night, twinkling stars fill the night sky.

The little bun lay on the bed with his feet up, his eyes staring at the night sky outside the window.

Xia Ling, who was lying on his back, turned around and faced him, with the immature face of the little bun reflected in his big eyes: "I thought you were dumb, why are you willing to speak today?"

"I, I was angry with my mother before. Obviously my mother gave birth to me, but she refused to admit it." The little bun blushed, his eyes a little dodged, "The little bun knows it's wrong, mother, don't be angry."

He paused, his thin and faint eyebrows frowned, "Mother. Little Baozi doesn't want to study, and he doesn't want to be as tired as Mother. Mother will accompany me like this every day. When Xiaobaozi grows up, he will learn from those brothers in the village. I went out to fish for a living and raised my mother."

"How can I do that! You have to go to school, and our mother and I will go out to earn your tuition fees tomorrow." Xia Ling lowered his eyes and flicked the little bun's forehead with his fingers, "Go to sleep, I will have you tomorrow Be busy."

The little bun nuzzled forward, and squeezed his little body into Xia Ling's arms. He still had the scent of a baby milk baby, and his little head rested on Xia Ling's arm with a happy expression on his face.

Xia Ling felt uncomfortable all over.

I have never taken care of a child before in this life. Suddenly the little baby came into my arms, and I was still indescribably nervous.

Task upgrade, specify two tasks.

But now there is still a long way to go to enter the designated task.

Although Jiang Qinghan took Xiao Baozi away, he could use his head to look at Xiao Baozi, but it also left Jiang Qinghan with the greedy impression of selling his son for glory.

The important thing is not whether he recognizes Xiao Baozi or not, but whether he wants himself or not.

At least the original owner had a skill, and in this world, when there was no makeup artist, he had learned some makeup skills, which could be put to some use.

It is also a good choice to slowly meet people who need to be met for the specified task while making money.

The little bun in her arms was fast asleep, and Xia Ling secretly got out of bed.

She collected all the rouge makeup powder in the house.

The original owner was very skillful and made various colors of makeup powder, rouge and gouache.

She pressed all the powder tightly and used wooden strips to carve out simple petal shapes.

Sit down and start to dip some ink with the brush at home that has been scraped off, and write the addition table on the paper.

After writing the addition and subtraction, I went to the door and broke a lot of old willow branches, sharpened the ends with a knife, and put them in the innermost side of the big wooden box.

Turning around and rummaging through boxes and cabinets, I found the winter quilts, cut them into pieces from the kitchen with a knife, sewed them into small squares, washed them clean and put them on the table to dry.

She went out in the dark, touched two eggs in the chicken coop, put them in the box, and filled a bowl.

Turning around, I washed the brush I had just used until it had no color, cut off the fried hair with a knife, cut the brush head into a neat shape, and put it in a wooden box.

(End of this chapter)