After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

“Hot baked sweet potatoes, baked potatoes~”

"Salted duck eggs, yellow rice, sticky corn..."

"Stir-fried peanuts-stir-fried melon seeds-popcorn~"

Wei Chu couldn't help frowning at the noisy noise in his ears.

He doesn't like noisy places.

If it wasn't because Wei Jing asked him to come out and exercise his body, he wouldn't have left the warm bedroom in this early winter and came to this place where the cold wind was howling to suffer.

But... where did Wei Jing go?

In less than two months, it will be the New Year. People on the street are pushing and shoving each other to buy their favorite goods in many shops. They don't even care whether the people around them are ordinary people or dignitaries. They crowded around in a chaotic manner, and from time to time they would swear or quarrel.

Fortunately, Wei Chu found a good place for himself in advance, standing on the stand of the restaurant and listening to the laughter from the bustling market.

The reason why he didn't see with his eyes but listened with his ears was because before Wei Jing left, he mysteriously covered his eyes with a black cloth strip and claimed to have a surprise for him.

Wealth fan Wei Chu naturally obeyed the surprise plan Wei Jing had prepared for him, and even rubbed his hands expectantly, waiting for the big gold bracelet to be put on his wrist.

"Father, I'm afraid."

Suan Xing'er in Wei Chu's arms reached out and hugged his neck tightly, and then buried her little face into her father's neck.

"Your father will be back in a while." Wei Chu raised his hand and patted Suan Xing'er on the back, comforting him in a warm voice.

"Father...it's so strange, I'm afraid."

Suan Xing'er said again.

Wei Chu knows his own child well. Under the leadership of Xi Ming, he has seen many poisonous insects and monsters that ordinary children would never see in this life, so there should be nothing that Suan Xing'er can easily fear.

But Suan Xing'er really lay next to his ear, and whispered to him that she was afraid in the tone she usually used when she made a mistake.

It's hard not to surprise Wei Chu.

Wei Chu didn't hesitate anymore, pulled off the black cloth covering his eyes, squinted his eyes to adapt to the harsh light, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking around, trying to find Wei Jing's figure.

But the eye-catching scene made him freeze his breath on the spot.

……This is where.

Why are these people dressed so... so... bohemian?

And the place where he stood, it was clearly a restaurant just now, but why is he now on flat ground, and the ground is still... gray long bricks and tiles?

Wei Chu subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to find Ge Wu, but suddenly remembered that when he and Wei Jing came out today, they did not bring any followers.

After all, Wei Jing's skill alone can protect him, who has no internal strength, well.

"Wei Jing."

Wei Chu looked around for a week, tentatively called Wei Jing's full name, trying to scare out the mysterious people.

Regarding this point, Wei Chu has already figured out the rules. He found that whenever he called Wei Jing by first name and surname, Wei Jing, who was worried that he would make a mistake, would always appear in front of him very quickly in panic.

However, within the range that Wei Chu could hear, there was no response from Wei Jing.

Wei Chu waited for a while.

There was still no sign of Wei Jing.

The sunlight was particularly glaring, Wei Chu worried about hurting Suan Xing'er's eyes, so he simply covered his face with his wide cuffs, and kissed his forehead through the clothes: "Hey, my father will be back in a while, Mr. An'er Get some sleep."

"En~" Suan Xing'er nodded obediently, found Wei Chu's hand in her clothes, and kissed him decently.

After Wei Chu comforted the child, he pretended to be calm and held Suan Xing'er and stood in a place where there were few people, calmly looking at the strange things in his eyes.

If he hadn't watched Wei Jing ascend the throne with his own eyes back then, he might have thought that this crowded place was about to elect a new emperor.

It's so weird.

Wei Chu looked up at the towering pavilions not far away, and he staggered a little because he couldn't see the top. He hurriedly put his shoulders against the wall behind him to stand still.

Where is this.

Where did Wei Jing go, what did he do, and why he and An'er were put in such a disturbing place.

A burst of aroma unique to food floated into Wei Chu's nostrils.

"Give me a baked sweet potato and a baked potato."

The pedestrian with narrow cuffs stood still in front of the peddler pushing the vat, making Wei Chu forget his situation for a while, and began to worry about where he would get the money.

The man stuffed his hand into a cloth slit at his waist, took out a stack of pink paper, fiddled with it for a long time, found a gray-blue paper in the innermost place, and held it in his hand, waiting for the vendor to speak.

"Eight dollars."

The vendor's hands and feet were nimble. Holding a pair of long chopsticks, he took out a soft baked sweet potato and a slightly burnt baked potato from the big black bucket, put them into a transparent and soft container, and handed it over to him. Pedestrians with gray and blue paper.

"The business at the entrance of the hospital is really good." The pedestrian handed over the small piece of paper and exchanged greetings with the vendor.

The vendor lowered his head, touched two pieces of green paper in his pocket, and handed them back to him, then agreed with a smile: "It's okay, let's make ends meet, the prices in Jinghai are too high... Brother, don't you want to eat melon seeds? My daughter-in-law set up a stall over there to fry melon seeds, and the new melon seeds are delicious."

The passer-by nodded, and walked over to the woman who was holding a big pot and was stirring with a shovel: "Put me two catties of melon seeds, spiced ones, by the way, are the skins thin?"

Wei Chu couldn't help swallowing.

He got up early in the morning, drank only two bowls of porridge, and there was still a small one in his stomach. He was already so hungry that his chest stuck to his back. He heard the people next to him discussing food, and the hunger reaction in his stomach naturally changed. bigger.

"Daddy, I'm hungry."

Suan Xing'er woke up with a yawn, gently lifted the wide sleeves on top of her head, and said to Wei Chu.

He has always been well-behaved and sensible, and he knows how to read words and expressions at a young age. He can see that his father is in a difficult situation at this time, but if it is not really unbearable to be hungry, he will definitely work harder and not cause trouble for his father.

"Hey, look at that young man, with long hair, wearing a Hanfu, and holding a child." The woman who fried melon seeds finished collecting the money, pointed to Wei Chu, who was a few steps away from them, and whispered to her husband .

"The young people like these now," the man roasting sweet potatoes added a fire to the stove, and praised, "You look good, and you look good in these clothes."

Wei Chu hugged the child in his arms tighter, as if doing so would alleviate the hunger of their father and son.

He had to find a way to get An Er some food to fill his stomach.

Through the observation just now, Wei Chu found that the piece of paper that the pedestrian handed to the vendor was money that could be exchanged for food.

He didn't have the gray-blue and green pieces of paper, but he absolutely couldn't do such a thing by force.

"Newly baked cookies, welcome to taste." The sweet female voice mixed with the aroma of pastries, slowly drifting from not far away.

In addition to cart vendors who would be chased away by urban management at any time, there are many luxurious flower shops, fruit shops and cake shops in front of the hospital.

This voice came from the entrance of a beautifully decorated cake shop.

Wei Chu's skirt was gently tugged by Suan Xing'er.

Suan Xing'er raised her small face and said in a low voice, "Daddy...there are delicious pastries over there."

Wei Chu also smelled it, and even heard the words "Welcome to taste".

Judging from the small business done by vendors in Beijing, it is absolutely impossible for them to allow passers-by to taste the food they sell.

There is no pie in the sky, this is a truth that everyone knows, if there is a pie in the sky, then it is absolutely fraudulent.

Just as Wei Chu was thinking, the pretty girl shouted again: "Don't miss the freshly baked almond cookies when you pass by, everyone is welcome to taste them for free."

free.

Wei Chu couldn't help becoming more vigilant.

Sure enough, it was the same as what he had just thought.

"Father..." Suan Xing'er repeated pitifully, "There are cakes... delicious..."

Wei Chu looked hesitantly at the beautiful pastries on the large table, and persuaded Suan Xing'er in a low voice: "An'er, be good, Daddy will take you to eat other things, okay?"

This free food is absolutely unpalatable.

Perhaps as soon as the stomach is swallowed, the toxicity inside will break out, even if Doctor Sikong and palace doctors join the battle, it is estimated that they will still be unable to recover.

"Daddy...I'm hungry..." Suan Xing'er almost cried.

Wei Chu can understand Suan Xinger's psychology at the moment. When a child is thirsty and hungry, there are very few children who are willing to discuss with adults like Suan Xinger.

How about...he tastes it first, if it is really non-toxic, then give it to Suan Xing'er?

Wei Chu made a prudent decision, and said to the salesman with a heroic appearance, "I'll come."

The salesman was stunned for a moment, then put two warm cookies on a small paper plate, and handed them to Wei Chu with both hands: "Little brother, try it."

Wei Chu nodded his thanks to her, and carefully picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

The taste is soft, crisp and sweet, which is really a good product.

"Brother, is it delicious?" The salesman looked at Wei Chu expectantly.

She has been selling here all day, and met many people who came to try the food, but it was the first time that she met such a handsome boy who came to try the food.

Yes, it is beautiful. At first glance, it looks a bit indisputable, but when you see his sharp and heroic eyebrows, you will no longer have this illusion.

"Brother, are you a police student?" the salesman asked curiously.

"……what for?"

Wei Chu wiped away the crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and carefully tasted the delicate taste of this "almond cookie".

"Look at your height, your body is also straight, you are good-looking and..." The salesman held back for a long time before saying, "Justice?"

justice?

Wei Chu lowered his eyes silently.

Nine out of ten of the blood he was stained with in the past belonged to corrupt officials. If one had to talk about evil and righteousness, perhaps it could indeed be called justice.

All the justice upheld by the camp of dead soldiers is for Wei Jing.

Thinking of that bastard who didn't know where he went, Wei Chu was angry and wanted to laugh.

"Your brother looks like he's about to cry."

Seeing Wei Chu's smile, the salesman couldn't help laughing too, picked up the tongs, used the tray to put a few cookies for Suan Xing'er, and handed them to Wei Chu, "Little brother, quickly feed your brother Eat two yuan too."

It took about a stick of incense to eat it. If it was really poisonous, it should have started to be poisonous.

It seems that there is no serious problem, but he has wronged this kind girl.

"Thank you," Wei Chu took it politely, and corrected her softly, "This is my son."

"Ah, it's your son..." the salesman exclaimed in amazement, "Little brother, you don't look like you're only about 20 years old, how can you have such a big child?"

Wei Chu pursed his lips, lowered his head to feed Suan Xinger, and replied, "I was born earlier."

The salesman found that he seemed to have heard something terrible, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"You make these free pastries because you want to sell more pastries in the future, right?" Wei Chu is not stupid. He stayed here and ate for a long time, and saw a few people walking from the shop behind the salesman. He came out with the same food as the pastry on his plate.

The salesman nodded and said with a smile, "This is my aunt's shop. It has just opened and there is not much business yet, so I will do some promotion and let everyone try the newly made cookies."

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the shelves in the store to Wei Chu, "There are also my tiramisu, chiffon cake, little brother, you can go in and try them all."

The little brother just stood here for a while, and several little girls went into his shop pretending to choose cakes in order to see him, and after secretly taking pictures, they went out empty-handed because of embarrassment, and bought a lot of things.

Even if I gave him a piece of every kind of cake, it would be a surefire profit.

"Then I... If you sell these pastries for you, can you pay me some wages? I want to buy some other food for my son."

Wei Chu decided to get some money that can be exchanged for food for Suan Xinger before finding Wei Jing.

"Of course!" The salesman nodded happily, pointed to her shop and said to Wei Chu, "Little brother, there is still a drink in it, if you are thirsty, go get it yourself, I will go in and make cookies!"

Wei Chu thanked him, put the baby in his arms on the chair beside him, knelt down and kissed his cheek: "An'er, be good, daddy will buy you a roasted sweet potato later..."

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in Wei Chu's peripheral vision.

He hurriedly stood up and shouted loudly in the direction of the figure:

"Wei Jing!"

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[Good night, babies, muamuamua~]