General, Madam Called You To Farm

It was A Yuan who came out.

He sized up the strange man in front of him with an extraordinary bearing and appearance, and asked, Young master, who are you looking for?

Wei Ting said politely: My son came to bother me just now, saying that an uncle here gave them a rattle.

Ah Yuan suddenly realized: Are you the father of the triplets?

Wei Ting said: Exactly.

A Yuan snorted, and looked at Wei Ting inexplicably: My son gave it to me, what's the matter?

Probably because following Zhuge Qing encountered more risks, he often thought of things as bad, and his first reaction turned out to be that something went wrong with the rattle, and his relatives came to ask the teacher for the crime.

Seeing that he was so on guard, Wei Ting was not angry, and said in a normal tone, I'm here to thank you. Here are two boxes of tea from my hometown.

Thank you...

A Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't come here to find fault.

It's not that his son is afraid of others, it's that he doesn't want to worry about such trivial matters.

A Yuan said: My son has rested, you can give me the tea, and I will convey my thanks for you.

Thank you. Wei Ting handed him two boxes of tea.

A Yuan sent Wei Ting away, closed the courtyard door and went to the backyard.

The last ray of twilight diffused across the sky, and the gray night fell like a curtain.

Zhuge Qing sat alone in a wheelchair, holding a colorful rattle in his hand.

A Yuan bowed his body and said respectfully: Sir, he is the father of those children just now. He came to thank him and sent two boxes of tea.

Zhuge Qing hummed lightly: Go down.

A Yuan's reaction to his husband is not surprising, there are many high-ranking officials in Xidu rushing to curry favor with him, and even several princes want to meet him.

The husband doesn't like to talk to those people, no matter who comes to the door, he will never see him.

Today, even the two boxes of tea should be rejected, because he saw that his husband didn't hate those little guys, so he accepted it on his own initiative.

Fortunately, Mr. is not angry.

Don't do that next time, Zhuge Qing said.

A Yuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, Yes!

Zhuge Qing stopped talking.

A Yuan knew that he should step back.

These two boxes of tea... Mister probably doesn't know how to drink them either.

He turned around with the tea in his arms, and turned around after walking a few steps.

Every year on September 18th, my husband will become extremely kind and tolerant, and will also become extremely lonely and lonely.

He sat alone in a wheelchair, as if abandoned by the past.

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the capital.

Today is Wei Xiyue's birthday, and the Wei family gathered in Mrs. Wei's courtyard for dinner.

Seeing Wei Xiyue, Mrs. Wei thought of the three little tiger heads. On the day they left the Western Jin Dynasty, Wei Ting sent someone to deliver a message, saying that he was reluctant to bear the children and took the big tiger, the two tigers and the little tiger together for a tour. The mountains are playing with the water, so let the family not worry.

Mrs. Wei said bitterly: Hmph, why is he reluctant? I think it's because of his wife's reluctance. With a daughter-in-law, he forgets about grandma!

Jiang said: Grandmother, when Xiaoqi comes back, I'll beat him! No, sister-in-law beat him! Mrs. three has harder fists!

Mrs. Wei coughed lightly: It's not necessary.

Looking at the night outside the window, Mrs. Li asked: Xiaoqi and the others have been away for more than a month, and I don't know if they have arrived in the Western Jin Dynasty.

It should be here. Gui Ji said.

It's not that far to the west, if you want to go to the city of dead soldiers where he has stayed for several years, you will have to walk for a few more days.

Opposite him, sat Nalan Yun dressed in white.

The two of them were locked in prison for self-reflection, and it was for Wei Xiyue's birthday that the Wei family went to fish them out.

Wei Xiyue also went to Ling Yun's class with Du Hu and the others. In the eyes of the Wei family, he was also Wei Xiyue's master, so he was also invited.

Master Ling, what do you think? Mrs. Wei asked Ling Yun.

Gui Ji's face darkened: You don't believe me!

Ling Yun nodded: If everything goes well, we should have arrived two days ago.

Ah, that's good. Madam Wei felt relieved, and she gave Ling Yun a plate of snacks, Master Ling, have some sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Ghost Horror: ...that is my favorite food.

After dinner, the family went to Mrs. Wei's yard.

Mrs. Wei has the habit of planting trees for Wei Xiyue, one tree a year, this year Wei Xiyue picked a red bean.

Mrs. Wei said with a smile: Red beans are grown in the southern country, and a few branches will come out in spring, good!

Mrs. Wei and Wei Xiyue planted red beans in their yard together.

Then Mrs. Wei took a group of people to pick pears in the back. When she returned to the yard, Wei Xiyue was squatting on the ground alone, holding a small shovel in her hand, and kept filling the soil.

Mrs. Wei walked over, knelt down and asked, Xiyue, what are you doing?

Plant. Wei Xiyue said.

Mrs. Wei's eyes fell on the small hole she filled with soil. It wasn't a seed or a sapling, but... a piece of Wei Qing's clothing when he was alive.

Mrs. Wei's heart felt unspeakably sad: What is Xiyue planting?

Growing daddy. Wei Xiyue said, Daddy will grow out next year.

The Wei family never said anything about Wei Qing's death in battle in front of the children. She was scolded for being a child without a father, and they didn't ask her anything when they came back. They thought she didn't understand.

Now it seems that she knows it.

It's just that she naively believes that dead people are like dead saplings, which can grow again after planting.

If only that was the case.

Wei Xiyue cultivated the soil, sprinkled water and fertilized very seriously.

Sixth Uncle's arms can grow out, and so can Dad's.

...

The next day, Su Xiaoxiao got up early, and the three little ones got up too.

So early? Su Xiaoxiao was a little surprised.

The three little ones jumped off the bed: Go and play with Uncle.

Su Xiaoxiao patted the heads of the three of them: Don't disturb them.

The three nodded, they will be very good!

Xiaohu went to get his suona, Su Xiaoxiao's eyebrows twitched, and he pressed his little hand.

Good boy, we still don't need this.

Su Xiaoxiao asked Xing'er to follow them, and if she quarreled with others, she would quickly hug her back.

Wei Ting sent Su Xiaoxiao to the Imperial Palace.

Su Xiaoxiao was still pretending to be the imperial physician of Liang.

There were several more people who came to watch today, but Su Xiaoxiao didn't care, and kept everyone out.

Dr. Li arched angrily and said: Look at the court judge of Chu, he doesn't even pay attention to you, the court judge!

The court judge of Chu glanced at He Gonggong, who was silent at the side. He is His Majesty's confidant, and his attitude largely represents His Majesty's attitude.

Since His Majesty didn't say anything, what can these imperial physicians do?

He said lightly: Doctor Li, the king of the small county is a patient and needs to be cleansed. If your mouth is really restless, you might as well go outside and wait.

Doctor Li shut up.

After Su Xiaoxiao brought down the fever for the Xiaojun Wang today, the Xiaojun Wang finally stopped having the fever again and again.

His dazed condition was much better than before, and he was able to swallow on his own.

Su Xiaoxiao used snow lotus as medicine and fed him to drink.

At noon, he woke up, and for the first time in many days, he was hungry.