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Ji'er, how could you..."

"That's your mother's painstaking efforts. It has been nourishing for several hours!" Sima Ji smiled slyly, "Didn't you see that Dongmei has plumped up a lot recently?"

"Plump is very good! Very good!" Tang Huoqi couldn't help laughing, "Ji'er, a few days ago, I heard that people praised the duck tongue of Rustic House, and today I happen to be free, why don't we go and taste it? See if what you said is true?"

Sima Ji felt happy in his heart, but on the surface he deliberately pretended to be embarrassed: "If your mother stops you again..."

"Don't go if you stop? How good is the duck tongue? From now on, the children will be eloquent, how lovely!" Tang Huoqi stared fiercely, "My child, that must be the cutest, sweet, caring, and chubby child." Dudu is so cute! So, today's duck tongue has a lot of meaning, and it's beyond the comprehension of others!"

"It's reasonable." Sima Ji agreed with her with a smile while seeing her arrogance.

The breeze caressed the cheeks of the two, as if a soft and soft kiss was attached to the heart.The shredded leaves swayed, and the mottled light and shadow were printed on the ground, showing a gentle look of staying together.Even the aloes that rose slowly in the room were floating lazily in the air, as if they were about to drown in this unspeakable warmth.

Seeing Sima Ji's gentle smile on his face, Tang Huoqi couldn't help but soften his heart, grabbed her hand and put it in his own, leaned closer and murmured...

For this fate, I wish to do it all my life.

Chapter 36

"Young master! You are finally back!" Tang Huoqi just got off the sedan chair when Tang Si surrounded him anxiously.

"What happened?" With the fragrance of osmanthus all over his body, Tang Huoqi walked towards the gate unhurriedly, holding a small bag of osmanthus cake in his hand-this is the osmanthus cake of the century-old shop on the street this year. The first batch of freshly made sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in early autumn, you can smell the fresh and sweet smell through the paper package, which must be unusual.

"Hurry up and leave! The princess doesn't seem to be doing well, Tang Wu has already entered the house early in the morning to get ready!"

"What are you preparing for!" Tang Huoqi suddenly felt his heart tense, and the turmoil was so violent that the wind picked up under his feet involuntarily.

"It seems to be about to give birth..." Tang Si wiped the sweat off his brow, trotted a few steps before catching up with her.

The footsteps that could have been almost windy, suddenly stopped after hearing this.Although I have imagined it many times, it is inevitable that I will still feel unprepared when the event comes.

It took only a few seconds for her footsteps to stop, and without hesitation, she stuffed all the things in her hand to the servant, turned her head and lifted the hem of her clothes, and rushed forward.The hurried footsteps due to being too fast, and the roaring figure, are like the silhouettes of the two of them passing through the crowd on that unknown night set a long time ago.

There was a piercing sound next to my ears, as if I could hear the crisp and sweet sound of speed tearing everything apart.There was a turbulent breath in the nose, and what came out was hot air wrapped in anxiety.It takes a long distance to run all the way from the gate to the main house, and the flowers and plants along the way are so beautiful that they can't even compare to the indifferent but solemn gaze of the person in her heart.

Tang Huoqi never thought that one day she would run so desperately for one person in this quiet and simple house that has stood for a long time.

She has never been so embarrassed and agitated, but she has never been so willing to be so embarrassed and agitated, it seems that she has run wildly through the four seasons of the year.

At the gate of the main house, the hurried figures of everyone unknowingly calmed Tang Huoqi's heart slightly.

At this moment, she just wanted to know what happened to the person she was willing to protect with her life?

"My son-in-law, you can't go in!" A little girl hurriedly stopped Tang Huoqi who was about to rush in.

Tang Huoqi only pursed his lips and glanced at her, then pushed open the tightly closed door, and then closed it with a loud "swish"—whatever the worldly rules, get out of here!No one is more important than that person!

The others just silently glanced at the little girl who dared to stop someone just now, sighed silently in their hearts, then lowered their heads and continued to work.

This new little girl doesn't understand, they are all old people in this mansion: since the day the princess entered the door, everyone can see that my young master is the one who was eaten to death... As for entering the delivery room, the people in the hospital are all their own people. If they don't say that the Tang He family doesn't care, who would know?Taking a ten thousand step back, what can I do if I know it? It's nothing more than a few gossips, and the Tang family has always had a lot of discussions!

"Ji'er!" Tang Huoqi rushed over, knelt on the bedside and held her hand.

"Tang Huoqi..." The palms were tightly clasped back, Sima Ji turned to look at her: "I'm going to give birth..."

"I know, I know!" Tang Huoqi felt the faint wetness in his palm, unconsciously a burst of distress spread in his heart, and his eye sockets gradually became moist.

"Relax... I'm fine..." Sima Ji took a deep look at her, then turned his head, but beads of sweat dripped down his head one by one.

The strong smell of blood, the wet and sticky smell of sweat, the sound of water basins colliding, the noise of shouting and drinking, the sound of scissors ripping through the fabric...all intertwined together, without a trace of the coolness of early autumn.

How much she wanted to let in the dry and refreshing air outside, even if it was a little bit of wind.

"Wow!" A loud cry finally resounded through the sky.

"Congratulations, young master, congratulations, young master!" Tang Wu carried the child in front of her, "It's a young master."

Tang Huoqi only glanced at the wrinkled and red child, held Sima Ji's hand and kept kissing, his throat was choked up, but he couldn't say a word.

"Fool..." Turning his head to look at the person with red eyes, Sima Ji closed his eyes with a smile, sleepiness and exhaustion were intertwined and it was too late for her to think, and finally fell asleep in a daze.Her hair, which was wet from exertion, stuck to her delicate and white face, but there was an indescribably messy beauty...

"Young master, please hug this child!" The midwife gently carried the child in front of her, "Young master is so beautiful, the big eyes are really carved out of the same mold as the princess, and the lips are as thin as yours, young master! "

Tang Huoqi took the newborn child lightly, feeling a burst of gratitude and warmth in his heart.This soft child, but the blood of the two of them is flowing in the small body, it seems that it is so reasonable to tell them that they will be bound together in this way in the future, and will never be separated again...

The scent of early osmanthus in his hands and the soft touch of the child made Tang Huoqi suddenly feel that what he was holding in his hands was not a child but a pack of sweet osmanthus cakes - tightly wrapped in kraft paper but Still can't help the fragrant and beautiful little things that reveal the aroma.

"Ji'er will take the child's name." Tang Huoqi sent the child to Sima Ji and said softly.

Sima Ji was lying on a clean and white bed with his eyes closed. He took a deep look at the child in Tang Huoqi's hand, closed his eyes again, and said slowly, "Chao. It's the morning sun, and it's also hope."

"Tang Dynasty." Tang Huoqi recited it lightly, looking at the sleeping child in his arms, his heart suddenly felt soft and messed up, as if water was about to drip out.

"From today onwards, there will be a three-day round of wine banquets on the street, and all the wine will be blended from the winery. It will all be Zhuangyuanhong for five years." Tang Huoqi turned his head to look at Sima Ji, "Congratulations The joy of the Tang Sect's Zhang Zhang."

After Ji, the first sun is called Chao.It is called evening when it arrives in the morning.

Tang Dynasty——The trees are full of the sun, and there is light in the sun.The rain is suspicious and the brocade is washed, and the wind is scattered like makeup.

The faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the wind of early autumn and the rich fragrance of wine wafting around quietly blend together, just smelling it makes people enchanted.Who can refuse that big bowl of clear and fragrant wine?

……

In short, the days are passed in the small bridge and flowing water like this, warming the vision of the two people to grow old, and the determination of the two people to accompany each other hand in hand.

The lingering river, the fragrant and warm snacks, the smoke slowly going away, the raised eaves corners... will all be witnesses.

short story ([-])

"Daddy! Daddy!"

As soon as Tang Huoqi entered the room, he saw a little white dumpling running down from the bed, bumping towards him with a pair of calves.

"Is Chao'er good today? Have you been mischievous?" Tang Huoqi knelt down and hugged him, the soft and fleshy touch made her heart soften.

"Your son's temperament is naturally up to you..." Sima Ji's voice came from Xiaotao leisurely, "The young master of the winery, of course he grew up in the wine tank."

Tang Huoqi frowned, turned his head and looked suspiciously at the little man in his arms, "Chao'er, what's going on?"

"It's just that he crawled into the wine tank of the winery for fun. The nanny couldn't find him everywhere, and she was going crazy. In the end, I went there myself and caught him back." Sima Ji glanced to hide The little man in Tang Huoqi's arms said coolly.

"Daddy..." A fat little hand rested on Tang Huoqi's shoulder, with an innocent and sincere face, "Chao'er was wrong..."

"What's wrong?" Tang Huoqi looked into his small bright eyes.

He pursed his mouth and said with a grievance on his small face, "It's Zhao'er who is not good. We shouldn't let the nanny worry, and we shouldn't let the mother worry."

"Ji'er, he knew he was wrong, let's just let it go!" Tang Huoqi knelt down and put him on the ground, and took out a small packet of oiled paper from his arms, "Chaoer's favorite almond cake."

"Daddy is the best!" Tang Huoqi was hugged gently in the small arms.