Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Li Haitang turned sideways and pretended to ignore Xiao Lingchuan. The more he learned about Yang Xu's case, the more he discovered that there were many mysteries and doubts, which made people want to uncover the truth.

At the same time, she also found that she was running away for a whole day, and Xiao Lingchuan was busier than her. He left early and came back late every day without a trace. The couple was busy together, and Xiaodou Bao could only stay with his servants.

It was too hot to go out and take a carriage. The carriage was stuffy and not as comfortable as the one in Zhuangzi. Li Haitang was afraid that if he brought the little buns with him, Doubao would get prickly heat.

"Sir, in a few days, the restaurants will be closed. We have important things to do, and I'm afraid we won't have any extra time to spend with Doubao."

Li Haitang tried to negotiate with Xiao Lingchuan to put the matter aside and concentrate on spending two days with his son.

When she arrived at Qingshui Village today, Li Haitang was shocked to hear what Zhuang Ke said. She remembered that even in modern times, she had also seen today's statement. Almost every perverted murderer had a twisted family and an unfortunate childhood.

Selfish, indifferent, gloomy, always living in a dark corner.

Xiao Lingchuan frowned, is it that serious? When people in the village are busy with farming, they carry small baskets on their backs, carry their children with them, and go to the fields to do farm work without anyone being distorted.

Every household is busy making a living, and the babies are left to roam in the fields.

Li Haitang rolled her eyes, saying that she just felt uneasy because she often ignored her son.

As parents, you should set aside a day or two to take your little one out for a walk. This is what you should do.

"That's what the lady said."

Xiao Lingchuan was so angry that he felt numb all over his body and had a feeling of electric shock.

Playing with my son is really a very painful thing, especially Doubao, who is very curious and has a lot of questions. His memory is not bad, so he only chases after him to tell stories, and he also wants to ask when he will have a sister.

For the first time, Xiao Lingchuan found the question difficult to answer and just wanted to remain silent.

"Your son is born to practice martial arts, so you don't have to worry about that. He can cut the corpses of insects into pieces very neatly."

Li Haitang rubbed his forehead. He was definitely his biological child. Combining her superb anatomy and medical skills with the martial arts training of a savage husband, her future prospects were immeasurable.

"Shaoyao likes bean buns very much, and even proposed to arrange a marriage with a baby."

Fang Shaoyao didn't know Li Haitang's identity and details, so he said it as a joke, but she was startled and reminded him to keep his mouth shut. How many parents just said things casually, and ended up being entangled, and somehow became the child's Make a marriage arrangement.

"Indeed, we will not interfere with the marriage."

It was rare for the couple to talk about the baby, and Xiao Lingchuan became interested, but when he thought of Duanxiu Zeng Yan, he still added, "At least find a woman who can understand him."

"Why is it acceptable? You have to know that with my appearance and character, you can't find anyone on the street."

Li Haitang puffed up his chest and boasted that if Mrs. Li hadn't tied her up to get married, nothing would have happened to her savage husband.

"Yep."

Xiao Lingchuan agreed expressionlessly. His intuition told him that if he dared to have any objections, the flesh on his waist would definitely be twisted. He had already seen the lady's hand quietly approaching.

You can't find those with good looks and good conduct on the streets. Those young ladies are all raised in purdah.

"I don't ask for my future daughter-in-law to be outstanding, as long as I am 50% good."

Li Haitang continued to advocate and found that Xiao Lingchuan was silent and there was no one to answer the conversation. He suddenly felt very boring.

It would be nice if Wufu was here now. Wufu is her loyal fan. Whatever she says, Wufu thinks it makes sense. That's it.

The atmosphere was awkward. Xiao Lingchuan touched his nose and changed the subject, "Tomorrow, let's go for a walk with bean bags. Where do you want to go?"

"First take the bean bag to the little kid's play shop."

Businessmen in Kyoto are flexible and open a wide variety of businesses. There are one or two businesses that provide places for children to play.

The shop has a high structure, and there are shakers, slides, seesaws, tumblers, puzzle puzzles, Rubik's cubes, etc. However, parents can only wait in the private room in the rest area and are not allowed in. The waiters take the children with them. The baby goes to play.

"This is what Shaoyao said. Her sweets go there every once in a month, and it costs one tael of silver to get in."

Li Haitang admired the shopkeeper's mind. He bought something once and charged it on a recurring basis. The cost of subsequent maintenance was very small.

One tael of silver is equivalent to the child's admission ticket, while the parents or servants of the family wait in the rest area. After waiting for one or two hours, they always order some tea and snacks. If they are in time for a meal, they have to eat some. The things and the money all made money for the shop.

Those who can go to the shop must have some background at home. Some people specialize in educating young children. When you see someone who is well-dressed, you must talk to the person more often and develop a good impression of the person. If the person has a backer at home and is familiar with it, you can take advantage of it.

"Being a parent is utilitarian, but the baby is not so thoughtful. We, Dou Bao, are only over a year old, so we can't even think about Dou Bao."

There are advantages and disadvantages in being in contact with more people. Li Haitang didn't want Doubao to be surrounded by maids and women when he was growing up, which would have no fun at all.

"good."

Xiao Lingchuan agreed. Recently, they moved from the North to Kyoto and moved to a new territory. The bean bag no longer clung to his wife, so he looked at his son more favorably for the time being.

Tomorrow he would go play with Doubao first. After noon, he planned to take his wife to go to the shop outside the sea. Li Haitang kept thinking about it on the way to Beijing.

"Great, I really want to go!"

Li Haitang was very satisfied with the one-day arrangement and was ready to start a one-day trip to Kyoto.

When she opened her shop, she wanted to buy some exquisite small items from the sea, but those brought from the sea, even a cucumber, cost sky-high prices.

In this case, it is better to produce the drawings yourself and ask someone to make them, with novel styles and cost savings.

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The next day it was just dawn and the rain had stopped.

After washing properly, Li Haitang went to see Xiangli's master and servant first, and asked the two of them not to go to Yang Xu's parents for the time being, so as not to expose the secret and let the other party notice.

"Madam, do you want to go out?"

Wufu wiped his hands with a cloth. If his wife goes out, she should be allowed to follow her. She is the first maid.

"Yes, Uncle Chen was caught in the rain yesterday, so he needs to rest for a day. Wufu, how about you come and drive the carriage?"

Li Haitang looked around and found that there was no suitable candidate at home. Li Duanjiu had to go to the shop to supervise the work, and he also had to go to Chunmei's parents' house to research the goods needed to open the shop.

"Okay."

Wufu saw Xiao Lingchuan on the side and immediately nodded obediently.

While eating, Li Haitang held Doubao in his arms and coaxed in a low voice, "I am going out to play with my parents today, and there are many friends like Miss Sugar Bao. Are you happy, Doubao?"

"Happy." Doubao enjoyed the delicious food in his mouth without raising his head, and his voice was extremely perfunctory.