Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

When the ox cart passed through the village, it was inevitable that people would see the large and small bags on the car again. Pointing and pointing was essential, but Ling Jingxuan didn't take it to heart, so it didn't take long for something to happen. Of course, that's all for later.

Brother Zhao, Brother Han, this is the money for the car, and you can bring these packs of medicines back to fry and drink. Today, when I went to buy medicine for Jinghan, I happened to meet someone who was infected with the plague. These medicines are for the prevention of the plague. Yes, remember to drink it.

When they got home, Zhao Dalong and Han Fei enthusiastically helped them move things into the house. Ling Jingxuan counted fifty copper coins, took out a few packs of medicine and sent them to the door, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, always be careful. OK

How can I get fifty cents? Besides, you even caught us medicine. I can't take the money, so I'll take the medicine back.

Hearing this, Han Fei hurriedly pushed back his hand holding the money, and the other hand took the medicinal herbs.

No, you must accept the money. Listen to me, Brother Han, I have signed a long-term cooperation contract with the restaurant in the town. I am afraid that I will often go to the town in the future, and I will inevitably use your bullock cart. If you don't charge me, I'll be ashamed to ride in your car again.

However, Ling Jingxuan didn't back down. He was about to stuff the half-money into his arms. Hearing what he said, Han Fei was a little undecided, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Dalong for help.

Take it. When you need help, let the child say it.

Zhao Dalong nodded to Han Fei, turned to Ling Jingxuan and said expressionlessly, this is also a man with a cold face and a warm heart.

Okay, then Brother Zhao, Brother Han, please walk slowly, I won't give it away.

As if afraid that they would regret it, Ling Jingxuan turned around and entered the yard after speaking. Han Fei, who was holding the medicine and half-hanging money, shook his head helplessly, and gave Zhao Dalong a slightly coquettish look, who was strangely red. With a face, the family of three quickly drove an ox cart away from the remote Ling family.

Chapter 37

Daddy, do you look good?

When they got home, the Ling Jingxuan brothers were busy putting away the things they bought today, while Ling Wen and Ling Wu went back to the room to try on new clothes under his orders. After a while, the little bun, Ling Wu, rushed into the kitchen excitedly and found the Ling Jingxuan, who was preparing to get something to eat with the noodles, the navy blue robe was a bit too big on his body, making him look thinner and thinner, but Ling Jingxuan smiled and said, Haha... I'm pretty. , why doesn't it look good?

While speaking, he also squeezed his cheek with one hand, and looked at Ling Wen who followed up with a smile. He chose the navy blue robe for both children, although the color was really unworthy. Their age, they look old-fashioned when they wear them, and they are so thin that they can't support it at all, but the children are still young, and the navy blue color is stain-resistant, and there is nothing old-fashioned at all.

Daddy!

The two steamed buns, who had never been praised before, let their father compliment him, almost blushing at the same time, and the little steamed bun even stomped his feet, turned around and ran out embarrassedly.

Hehe... This kid is still shy, but he's really handsome.

Ling Jingpeng next to him put in a sentence at the right time. Ling Wen, who was still strong at first, couldn't stay any longer. He blushed and whispered, I went to see Xiao Wu and ran away in a hurry.

The Ling Jingxuan brothers looked at each other and smiled. The richer and more varied the children's reactions were, the happier they were, because it also proved that they were gradually getting out of the haze life they once had.

Brother, why are you putting so much oil in? Xiaowen will be talking about you later.

After helping to pack up the things, Ling Jingpeng turned around and saw Ling Jingxuan scooping a large spoonful of lard that had just been made into the pot, and the phoenix eyes couldn't help but climb to the red luǒluǒ distressed, let alone this house, it was the old Ling family, When cooking, I only drop a few drops of vegetable oil at most. How can anyone pay such a fee? It's no wonder that Xiaowen is always talking about him, he really can't live a good life!

Haha... It's okay, once in a while, isn't this how we make money? It's okay to be extravagant, and it's not like eating like this every day.

Compared to his distress, Ling Jingxuan didn't care, he skillfully flipped the black and green scallion pancakes in the pot, don't ask him why it was black, it wasn't because his little buns thought that white noodles were too expensive and refused to live or die. Selling, he can only use black noodles to bake scallion pancakes.

...These meats are also fried?

Ling Jingpeng was helpless, and his eyes swept to the pork belly pieces left over from the oil refining next to him. There were also cleaned black wild vegetables in the dustpan not far away. It looked like he was ready to cook.

Well, we have to go to the mountains for rough work later, how can we do it without eating something good?

You can save it to eat with the children at night. I'll be full after eating some wild vegetables.

He really cares about food, and he really cares about his children. He wanted to save it for the two children, but Ling Jingxuan turned his head and said solemnly: What do you mean by saving it for dinner? You have to eat it all, don't you eat it all at noon and night? Jingpeng, you are my younger brother, the only younger brother, do we still have to divide between you and me? What if the elder brother made money to invite you to eat meat? If you have to figure out everything like this, then you can help me Selling fish, should I also pay you wages?

It's not brother, I didn't mean that, I...

Hearing this, Ling Jingpeng waved his hand nervously and wanted to explain, but Ling Jingxuan didn't give him a chance to finish, and grabbed the topic slightly: I know what you want to say, Jingpeng, I know our family is poor, but people's fate It is in our own hands. As long as we are open-minded, willing to study, and work hard enough, we will get rid of poverty and become rich sooner or later. One day, I want our family to eat rice every day and eat a lot.

wine and meat.

Looking at his eldest brother's slender profile, Ling Jingpeng clenched his fists quietly. He was right, as long as they worked hard, why wouldn't they have a good life?

Knowing that his younger brother is also a lively-minded person, Ling Jingxuan did not continue any more. He didn't need a heavy hammer to play the drum. He would understand what he meant.

Okay, Jingpeng, go and tell the children to wash their hands and eat, and when they take a nap, we'll go to the mountains...

Bump bump...

After about two quarters of an hour, the sweaty Ling Jingxuan finally cooked ten scallion pancakes, and the cauliflower fried pork was cooked, but before he could finish speaking, there was a rude knock on the door, saying it was a knock on the door. The sound, in fact, should be the sound of kicking the door. The brothers looked through the door of the humble kitchen, and the broken wooden door, which was not very reliable, seemed to fall down at any time.

You go and tell the children to wash their hands first, and don't come out no matter what happens outside, I'll go take a look.

Those who are not good will not come. Looking at this battle, I am afraid that someone else is coming. Ling Jingxuan coldly gave a few words, wiped his hands and walked out. Ling Jingpeng looked at his back worriedly, thinking about his eldest brother's temperament. It has changed, and he will no longer be bullied by others. He did not follow him, but turned around and took the two buns to the backyard.

Yo, you're a dead person. The old lady's hand will be knocked off before you open the door. Is there still my third aunt in your eyes?

When he opened the door, Ling Jingxuan didn't have time to see what was going on outside. A rude female voice almost burst his eardrums. At the same time, the visitor stepped forward while scolding and tried to enter the courtyard. Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes helplessly and moved slightly. Going to the middle to block their way: Who am I supposed to be, it turns out to be the third aunt of the old scholar's family, sister Ying, what's the style of Chuī today, why did you bring the two of you to Chuī?

The long and narrow Danfeng eyes were filled with undisguised ridicule. He stared at the mother and daughter standing in front of him, almost at a glance, he recognized their identities, the original owner's third aunt Ling Jiang and her elder Female Ling Xiaoying.

Chapter 038 The Best Mother and Daughter

What are you talking about? My mother said that she is also your elder. Do you treat elders like this? You are unfilial and want to be immersed in a pig cage.

Ling Xiaoying was only fourteen years old, and she let Ling Chenghu and his wife be spoiled. She couldn't help feeling a little bit. Seeing his attitude, she rushed up and pointed at his nose without thinking. Dang was buckled on Ling Jingxuan's head, and Ling Jiang's next to him also straightened his chest subconsciously, with his nostrils upturned, the mother and daughter are the same superb.

The reason why they came here today was not because they heard people in the village say that this monster seems to have made a fortune and bought a lot of things.

They seem to have forgotten that Ling Jingxuan was expelled from the house by the old man of the Ling family as early as five years ago, and even the family tree was given to him. What kind of elders are they? What's more, the current Ling Jingxuan is not the previous Ling Jingxuan who was submissive, filial piety is worthless to him!

Ha ha……

The soft and cold laughter suddenly sounded. The mother and daughter, who thought they had won the ticket, froze at the same time. Looking at Ling Jingxuan, who covered her mouth and chuckled, Ling Xiaoying blurted out, What are you laughing at? Am I right?