The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

Lin Chengyu was closely watched by Xuan Zheng during this period. He had to finish a bowl of milk every day. If he didn't finish it, he was not allowed to do anything else, which made Lin Chengyu want to avoid him.

"Chengyu, this is for your own good." Lin Daiyu coaxed him, her expression indescribably gentle. "Milk is good for your health. Drinking it can help you grow taller. Didn't our Chengyu say that she wanted to grow taller than daddy?"

Lin Chengyu made a bitter face, sighed, and said like a little adult, "But I really don't like to drink."

Lin Daiyu covered her lips and smiled, and said to Jia Min, "Mother, look at my brother. When he just learned to talk, he kept asking for milk every day. Now he has changed. It's true that children's thoughts change every day."

"That's different." Lin Chengyu said confidently.

Lin Daiyu was in poor health, and Lin Ruhai and Jia Min were afraid that he would not be able to take care of her, so they planned to let her drink the wet nurse's milk for a few more years.

This is absolutely not allowed.

Even when he was in swaddling clothes, he would only drink milk from the bowl, and would not drink even if he fainted from hunger.

When he could speak again, he actively fought for himself. Lin Ruhai and Jia Min naturally disagreed, so he had to act like a spoiled child and persuade them before they agreed to exchange cow's milk for human milk.

Lin Ruhai was very surprised at the time, and didn't understand why such a small idea could be so positive.

Maybe he was drunk at that time, and he wanted to run away when he saw milk, but Xuan Zheng didn't know. He thought Lin Chengyu was just throwing a tantrum, so he used force to suppress her every time.

It's just bullying him for being magnanimous.

Lin Chengyu considered himself a mentally mature adult and would naturally not argue with an ignorant child. If it were someone else, he would have beaten the person to the ground long ago.

He didn't want to admit it, but seeing that face, he really couldn't bring himself to do it.

He is just a child, and it is for his own good, so Lin Chengyu feels that he should not argue with Xuan Zheng.

However, Xuan Zheng's perseverance gave him a headache. After Lin Chengyu was blocked again, he sighed helplessly, "I don't like to drink."

Xuan Zheng asked: "Why? I asked someone to add sweet honey to it, it tastes very good."

Lin Chengyu's head hurt even more, and she asked him, "Why do you insist on making me drink? I'm already this old, it doesn't matter if I drink or not."

"Lord Lin said that you used to make a fuss for drinking when you were a child." Xuan Zheng was embarrassed to say it. He accidentally heard the maids gossiping that Madam Lin and Miss Lin were in poor health, so he began to worry about Lin Chengyu's health.

Although he looked fine normally, Lin Chengyu had a high fever for no apparent reason last time, which frightened him.

Xuan Zheng was a little anxious, "You should drink more to replenish your body, otherwise what if you get a fever again like last time?"

The person who was full of energy suddenly fell ill. His pale face turned red due to high fever, which looked really scary.

Lin Chengyu was stunned. He didn't expect it was because of that incident. He suddenly smiled and said, "It was an accident. I'm in good health and rarely give birth..."

"Shh..." Xuan Zheng suddenly covered his mouth and said, "You can't say such things."

Lin Chengyu didn't expect that this kid was so superstitious. His face was very small, and Xuan Zheng could cover his nose and mouth with one hand, making him feel a little suffocated.

Xuan Zheng let him go, "Since you don't like to drink, then don't drink."

Recently, because of the milk, Lin Chengyu has been avoiding him, and Xuan Zheng is very depressed.

At this moment, the two of them started talking. Xuan Zheng took his hand and said, "Master is going to take me out today. Do you want to eat anything? I'll bring it back for you."

Lin Chengyu said: "I want to eat Chen Ji's cakes and Wang Ji's roast pork..."

Xuan Zheng wrote them down one by one and said seriously: "Then you wait at home, I will be back soon."

"it is good."

Lin Chengyu looked at his back, feeling a little amused and helpless.

I didn't expect it was because of that incident.

But he had no way of telling Xuan Zheng the real reason for his fever at that time.

It was all his fault for being too arrogant, but there was nothing he could do at the time.

Lin Ruhai was poisoned. Although he discovered it in time, if it was a few hours later, the poison would have entered his internal organs and he would have been beyond help.

If he had the same level of healing ability as in his previous life, it would have been a piece of cake. However, at that time, he had exhausted all his strength before he was able to force the poison out of Lin Ruhai's body.

It was just a high fever, he didn't think it was a big deal.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Zheng took it so seriously and forced him to drink milk for so many days.

Lin Chengyu looked up at the sky surrounded by high walls. Who on earth wanted to put Lin Ruhai to death?

Lin Ruhai is now the Imperial Censor of Salt. He is a thorn in the eyes of many people, but he is a very responsible person.

This is a difficult matter.

He is still a child. Not only can he not do anything, but even if he says something, people will say it is just childish talk.

Lin Ruhai himself had to pay attention to this matter. He had held important positions for many years, and he had a rough idea of ​​whether those people in the Yangzhou officialdom were enemies or friends.

As long as he remained vigilant, Lin Chengyu would feel at ease.

Lin Chengyu turned around and went to Jia Min's courtyard. At the door, he heard laughter from inside. The maid lifted the curtain and he walked in with his short legs. "Mother, what are you laughing at?"

"Chengyu is here, come to mother quickly." Jia Min held Lin Chengyu in her arms like a precious treasure, with a smile on her well-maintained fair face. "Mother is talking to your sister about your grandmother's cousin Baoyu."

Lin Chengyu instantly lost interest and didn't want to listen anymore. Jia Min raised her eyebrows and said in a weird tone, "You kid, every time you talk about your cousin, you are like this."

Lin Chengyu drooped his brows and said, "No."

"Where is there no one?" Jia Min felt even more puzzled. Chengyu had never seen Baoyu, so why did she look down on him so much? "Talk to mother and tell her what this is all about."

Lin Daiyu had some answers in her mind.

But how could Lin Chengyu tell Jia Min that they were in the world of a book and that the little nephew she talked about from time to time would have caused her daughter to die of depression in the original plot.

"I just don't like him." Lin Chengyu counted on his fingers the faults of that stingy guy from the Jia family.

"He eats the rouge on the maid's lips. He has been lustful since he was a child."

"He doesn't study or practice martial arts. He just talks about his sisters all day long. He doesn't make any progress."

"Comparing married people to fish eyes shows no respect for women."

......

"Alright, alright." Jia Min's head almost hurt from his endless nagging. "He's still young now. I'm sure he'll change if your uncle disciplines him strictly in the future."

These words were really unconvincing. Lin Chengyu was much younger than him. He spent all day either studying or practicing martial arts with his master. He never slacked off. Even the strictest teacher in Yangzhou City praised him highly.

Jia Min was also very worried about her useless nephew, but she was a married woman after all, and her mother and second sister-in-law doted on Baoyu. If she said too much, she would inevitably offend others.

She only hoped that her second brother would discipline Baoyu strictly and help him correct his bad habits.

In this regard, Lin Chengyu just wanted to say that he understood but did not support it. That bastard Jia Baoyu would have nothing to do with him even if he starved to death in the future.