Salted fish is pregnant with the emperor's cub after wearing a book

Will Mr. Xiaolang feel uncomfortable?

It rained for several days, and when the sky cleared, Mu Yu was busy cleaning the yard. Xu Yanqing put all his wooden boards and drawings outside, and dragged Yin Yanjun and the two of them to kill time together.

Several gears of the mechanical clock have been fixed by Xu Yanqing, and there are still many smaller parts left, which looks a bit cumbersome.

Qi Chen came over to take a look, and was immediately pulled over by Xu Yanqing, who took a few pieces of sandpaper and asked him to polish those parts.

Qi Chen: He shouldn't have looked at that one more time, he's just asking for trouble, he regrets it!

In a short time, Yin Yanjun pasted all the drawings of those small parts on the wooden board. Compared with Qi Chen who was busy with a sad face, he was much more relaxed. He went to the kitchen to fetch hot water, brewed a pot of tea and put it on the table. corner.

Xiao Langjun can't drink tea at this stage, so he specially asked Mu Yu for peach jam, and made Xiao Langjun a cup of warm fruit tea.

Daoist Xuanchen is really considerate, Qi Chen couldn't help but click his tongue, then looked at the pile of small parts in front of him, and sighed silently: Oh, when can he marry a wife who is as considerate as Daoist Xuanchen? alright.

However, Qi Chen also discovered the special way of getting along with the two people in front of him. He specifically referred to his parents, and took the risk of being teased to follow Aunt Li's words, so he could barely see that although Xiao Langjun and Xuan Chen Taoist priests sometimes get along very harmoniously, but sometimes they have a slightly extravagant "respect each other as guests".

It was as if the two of them were bound together forcibly by the fetus in the womb, and they would be separated when the child was born. Qi Chen was a little bald, and really didn't understand what the two parties were thinking.

However, since Taoist Xuanchen arrived, seeing Lang Jun's face becoming more ruddy and brighter day by day, Qi Chen thought that it is time to study carefully the matters that need to be paid attention to in the middle and later stages of pregnancy, so as to prevent Lang Jun's health from being in trouble at that time No matter how busy he is, what a slap in the face of old Qi Tou!

After Xu Yanqing finished cleaning up the small parts at hand, seeing Qi Chen's wandering look, he couldn't help but slapped Qi Chen's ears fiercely.

A thunderstorm woke Qi Chen up from his wild thoughts, he trembled with fright, and almost fell back.

"Lang Jun, do you know that people who scare people can scare people to death!" Qi Chen felt ashamed, and quickly grabbed Xu Yanqing to attack him.

Xu Yanqing took a teacup and poured a glass of water for Qi Chen: "All right, I apologize to Little Doctor Qi, but can Little Doctor Qi explain why you have worn out two small parts in such a long time?"

"Cough cough." Qi Chen took the cup of tea with a smile, and coughed twice before forcing his respect: "I call it slow work and meticulous work, sir, do you understand?"

"I don't understand, I really don't understand." Xianyu can only understand when he is lazy, but now he is in high spirits and doesn't understand at all.

After packing all those parts into a wooden box, Xu Yanqing nestled comfortably in the recliner and slowly polished them, left and right were just to pass the time.

The wooden box was placed on Xu Yanqing's stomach. The box was very light, and the parts inside were also very light, so the little bean inside couldn't be pressed at all.

Recently, Xiao Douding has become more active than before, like a little fish that has grown up, swimming all the way from one side of Xu Yanqing's belly to the other, back and forth happily.

So the wooden box placed on Xu Yanqing's stomach couldn't stand stably, shaking back and forth from side to side, Xu Yanqing clicked his tongue in distaste, children are really not cute.

Although Yin Yanjun was reading, his eyes would fall on Xiao Langjun from time to time, and a smile flashed in his eyes when he saw this. He took a stool and placed it next to the recliner, and slowly raised his hand to lift Xiao Langjun's abdomen. The wooden box was placed on the stool.

There are still many parts that need to be polished inside the wooden box, Yin Yanjun asked gently: "Do you need help?"

"No." Xu Yanqing very readily handed the half-polished parts in his hand to Daoist Xuanchen. Xianyu would not be polite to others if he could be lazy. It happened that his wrists were also tired at the moment, and his current body was too Too delicate, but not comparable to the previous life.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Sangpi Salted Fish won't give birth to any desire to keep fit.Squinting his eyes, looking at the cloudless sky above his head, Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang slowly closed his eyes.

Yin Yanjun polished the parts in his hands slowly, and occasionally glanced at Xiao Langjun's belly. Compared with the situation he touched last time, the movement of the fetus seemed to be a little bigger now.

Qi Chen, who was at the side, looked at the two people silently, and seeing Taoist Xuanchen's specious expression, he suddenly said quietly: "Mr. The movement will be bigger, after all, the child also expects to be in contact with his other father."

Yin Yanjun's expression remained unchanged when he heard the words, and he didn't even raise his head to look at Qi Chen, but quietly began to polish the parts in his hand.

Seeing that he failed to persuade Taoist Xuanchen, Qi Chen felt bored, got up and slipped away. He should read more medical books and learn more when he has time.

After Qi Chen left, Yin Yanjun silently turned his gaze back to Mr. Xiaolang's abdomen. There was a little complexity and anticipation in his gaze, but he did not forget the work that Mr. Xiaolang had told him.

"The Taoist priest has been watching for so long, isn't he really going to touch your son?" Xu Yanqing slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of teasing, it was obvious that he was not really asleep.

Yin Yanjun raised his head and met Xiao Langjun's eyes. There was a trace of embarrassment and hesitation on his dignified and self-sufficient face. The next moment, Xu Yanqing took the Taoist priest's hand and placed it on his abdomen just like the last time.

With such close contact, Yin Yanjun could clearly feel the temperature of Xiao Langjun's body. As expected, Xiao Douding did not disappoint his father, and soon moved under his father's palm.

This time the movement was indeed bigger than last time, Yin Yanjun raised his eyes and asked: "He is shaking back and forth in his stomach, will Xiao Lang feel uncomfortable?"

"Hmm." Xu Yanqing thought for a while and said, "It's not that hard!" Anyway, Xianyu only eats and sleeps all day long. This life looks depressing and decadent, but Xianyu himself is quite satisfied.

Yin Yanjun turned his eyes away, moved his hand away from Xiaolangjun's abdomen, and continued to polish the gadget in his hand slowly, but the expression on his face was so deep that a salted fish could not see clearly.

Xu Yanqing couldn't help laughing, he turned sideways and looked at the cold and distant Daoist in front of him with a chuckle, reached his fingers and pulled the other's sleeve: "Don't worry about those things, Daoist read to me!"

After all, the books the Taoist priest reads can be hypnotized.

Yin Yanjun looked back at Xiao Langjun quietly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he paused for a while, he put down the wooden box in his hand, slowly got up and picked up the book on the table.

The book Yin Yanjun read recently is a scripture, and the content is a bit obscure and difficult to understand, so he will read it a little slower than usual, but he didn't expect Xiao Langjun to make such a request.

The wisps of sunlight refracted on Yin Yanjun's face, making his face as smooth as jade, Xu Yanqing took a look at him, and closed his eyes quickly.

Yin Yanjun held the scroll and read it slowly word by word. His voice was naturally warm and clear. Xu Yanqing, who had his eyes closed, silently raised his hands and rubbed his ears.

Why did he suddenly ask the Taoist priest to read to him?With his eyes closed, Xianyu recalled the young couples he had seen in his previous life, and his mother's hoarse voice. Maybe he was also longing for it. Human beings are really complicated.

The breeze blows past, wrapped in the warmth of early summer, and there is nothing else in the courtyard except for Yin Yanjun's cool and soothing sound of reading.

The little man on the recliner who was only planning to close his eyes and rest his mind, fell asleep after a while.Yin Yanjun closed the scriptures in his hands, stared at the little man on the reclining chair tenderly, and put one hand on the other's forehead, gently rubbing the slightly frowning brows of the little man.

Xu Yanqing didn't sleep for too long this time. When he woke up, the sun was still shining brightly. He sat up and looked around. Yin Yanjun made a desk and put it in the yard. There were many memorials on the desk. grind.

When reviewing the memorandum, Yin Yanjun looked a bit solemn, that was the look that Xu Yanqing had never seen on Taoist Xuanchen, and he could clearly see the majesty of an emperor.

Xu Yanqing blinked his eyes. He was thinking wildly, when he heard Yin Yanjun's gentle voice next to his ear: "Drink some water."

Xu Yanqing raised his hand to take the cup and took a sip. There was boiled water in the cup and the temperature was just right for drinking. After he finished drinking, Yin Yanjun took the cup very familiarly.

Sangpi Xianyu, who was taken care of clearly and clearly, sighed comfortably. Now that he is taken care of with such an inattentive virtue, I am afraid that after the child is born, he will be somewhat uncomfortable.

But Sangpi Xianyu never thinks about the future, as long as he is comfortable in front of him, he is already very satisfied.

Wen Jing, the former imperial supervisor who protects the lord, felt a little uncomfortable when he first saw the officials taking care of Mr. Xu Xiaolang so considerately.

Now it has been completely taken away, what does it matter, the officials feel that it is enough to be happy.

The next day, Xu Yanqing got up early, and his hot flashes were finally over recently, and he slept soundly every night, and the most important thing was that he finally stopped having those messy erotic dreams.

Xu Yanqing was very satisfied with this, mainly because he only now realized that he might have the potential to sleepwalk.

What if one day he was having a dream, and he really sleepwalked in front of Taoist Xuanchen and forced him to do this and that, it would be terrible.

Pushing open the door with disheveled hair, Xu Yanqing stretched comfortably, and Mu Yu, who was guarding outside the door, quickly pushed down his lord's arm when he saw this: "Mr. waist."

Xianyu didn't intend to refute at all, and obediently put down his arms. Mu Yu confidently pulled him back into the room and sat down on the chair. He combed her husband's jet-black hair carefully, and then belt tied up.

"By the way, why is the wooden hairpin that Lang Jun used some time ago gone?" Mu Yu remembered that there was a time when his husband especially liked that wooden hairpin.

Funeral salted fish: That wooden hairpin was secretly hidden by Xu Yanqing long ago, and of course that smoky gray cloak was also hidden together.

At this moment, the real owner of the wooden hairpin lives in the courtyard, and no matter how decadent or depressed the salted fish is, he is too embarrassed to use the wooden hairpin that he secretly picked up from someone else's bed.

So facing Mu Yu who seems to be extremely curious today, Xu Yanqing silently changed the subject: "Are you going to town today?"

Mu Yu would go to the town to deliver letters every once in a while, and then buy some things that his lord needs from the town.

Sure enough, upon hearing Xu Yanqing's question, Mu Yu's attention was instantly diverted. He patted the messy corner of Lang Jun's clothes, nodded and said, "Yes, it's time to send letters to Lord Hou and Madam again."

"Oh!" Xu Yanqing nodded with satisfaction: "Then you go after dinner, go early and return early, and pay attention to safety on the road."

Mu Yu was very happy when she received her husband's advice, with a bright smile on her face, she was very silly.

After breakfast early in the morning, Mu Yu packed up her things and ran to Uncle Huzi's house to rub the ox cart. Qi Chen also eagerly followed. He was going to the town to buy some medicinal materials that were missing at home.

Taoist Xuanchen needs to do morning class, and the bored Xianyu is nestled in the recliner very decadently. The warm sun shines on his body, making people drowsy for a while.

The sky was as blue as it was washed, Xu Yanqing raised his head and looked up, a pair of clear eyes reflected a continuous stretch of white and soft clouds.

Xu Yanqing smashed his mouth, and suddenly felt a little craving for cotton candy. Although that thing was made from sugar, it didn't taste very delicious, but... Well, salted fish really wants to eat cotton candy.

Then Xu Yanqing sat up from the reclining chair, the soft and sweet taste of cotton candy was all in his mind, but it seems that there was no cotton candy in ancient times... Xianyu couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

"Xiao Langjun is not feeling well?" Yin Yanjun saw Xiao Langjun sitting on the recliner in a daze as soon as he walked into the yard, which seemed a bit abnormal, so he walked over and asked softly.

Xiao Langjun has always been unwilling to sit obediently when he can lie down, and he looks at that little face, no matter how he looks at it, he feels a little wronged and pitiful.

Xianyu looked up at the white clouds above his head and blinked: "Has the Taoist priest ever eaten cotton candy?"

Marshmallow?Please forgive the ignorant Taoist priest who has always had a light diet and doesn’t even eat much sugar. He really has never heard of cotton candy.

Yin Yanjun shook his head frankly: "Does Mr. Xiao Lang want to eat candy?"

Xianyu felt a little tired thinking about these non-existent things, so he lay down lazily behind him, and opened his mouth after a while: "I want to eat cotton candy!"

Yin Yanjun raised his hand slightly worried and touched Xiao Langjun's wrist. Seeing that he still looked aggrieved and pitiful, his tone was very gentle: "Xiao Lang, can you tell me what the marshmallow looks like, and I will let you Wen Jing went to find it."

Xu Yanqing raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with difficulty, he didn't intend to embarrass the head of the family, but just stared at the clouds above his head, wishing he could climb to the sky and pick them off for a taste.

Suddenly, Xu Yanqing seemed to think of something, he sat up from the reclining chair suddenly, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more real, he pulled Yin Yanjun to stand up: "The Taoist priest has never eaten cotton candy, today I treat you to eat cotton candy .”

Mr. Xiao Lang's inexplicable grievances disappeared completely, and instead he became more excited. Yin Yanjun was connivingly pulled by Mr. Xiao Lang to sit down in front of the table, seeing Mr. Xiao Lang who was usually lazy running all the way into the house, and then He quickly ran out of the house again.

Xu Yanqing took some pieces of wood and iron, wire and templates in his hand, and he deftly assembled the wooden boards into a wooden box without a lid, and then drilled a few small holes in the four sides.

The iron piece was beaten into a small round jar, also the kind without a lid. After a few knocks, the salted fish lost strength in his hand, so he frankly handed the small hammer to Yin Yanjun beside him: help."

The hands of the salted fish are white and tender, with only flesh and no strength.

Yin Yanjun glanced at Xiao Langjun, took the small hammer under the flattering and bright gaze of the other party, and followed Xiao Langjun's instructions to beat the iron piece to a suitable size and shape.

Taoist Priest Xuanchen of Qingfeng Jiyue has now become a blacksmith under Xiao Langjun.

A lot of small holes were drilled around the small pot made of iron sheets, and Xu Yanqing took out a wooden stick and an iron ring to measure the size, and he was very glad that it was just right.

Finally, after assembling all the prepared parts together, Xu Yanqing ostentatiously placed the wooden box in front of Yin Yanjun: "Master, please pull the rope wrapped around that wooden stick."

Xiao Langjun's eyes were full of sparkle, so Yin Yanjun grabbed a rope with one hand according to what he said, and pulled it a little harder, and the small jar made of beaten iron plates spun quickly.

"Wow, it's really a success." Xu Yanqing sighed for a while. Sure enough, food is power, and it is the power that can make Zangpi salted fish move on their own initiative.

"Didn't you say you want candy?" Yin Yanjun raised his hand and gently wiped off the sawdust on Xiao Langjun's face, and his eyes fell on the wooden box on the table that he couldn't name. Compared with Jun, there is a little age difference, so that's why I always don't understand Xiaolang Jun's strange ideas?

Daoist priest's warm hand gently rubbed his cheeks, Xu Yanqing's cheeks were slightly hot, subconsciously stood up, and under Yin Yanjun's gaze, he coughed: "I'll go to the kitchen to get something."

After speaking, Xu Yanqing quickly slipped into the kitchen, raised his hand and patted his hot cheeks, took sugar, candles and iron spoons, and waited until the heat on his face subsided before returning to the yard.

Light the candle, put the sugar in the iron spoon, and wait for the sugar grains to melt. Slowly, Xu Yanqing smells caramel, and pours the melted syrup in the iron spoon into the small cup in the wooden box. Inside the jar, he looked up at Daoist Xuanchen expectantly: "Prince Daoist, Priest Daoist, quickly pull the rope."

Yin Yanjun's cold face showed a slight pampering, and he pulled the rope according to Xiao Langjun's request.After the small pot was rotated, the melted syrup passed through the small holes around the small pot and turned into light caramel-colored sugar threads, which stuck to the wooden box that had been cleaned in advance.

Xu Yanqing looked at the layer of sugar silk, his eyes were full of salivation, but the current amount could not be called cotton candy, so he continued to melt the sugar powder, and then urged Taoist Xuanchen to pull the rope.

In the time of a cup of tea, the light caramel-colored candy filled the entire wooden box. Xu Yanqing blew out the candle contentedly, and took out all the soft candy with chopsticks.

This level of sugar silk is naturally inferior to those marshmallows that were turned out with tools in the previous life and had various colors and shapes.

But even so, Xu Yanqing took a bite very contentedly, the ancient sugar would not be mixed with some messy things to make a fake.

So although the cotton candy in his hand didn't look very good, it tasted very good.

Holding the somewhat ugly cotton candy in front of Yin Yanjun, Xu Yanqing said with a smile: "Taste it, the Taoist priest, it tastes really good."

Yin Yanjun looked at Xiao Langjun's ecstatic appearance, and the smile in his eyes became stronger. He imitated Xiao Langjun's appearance and pulled a piece of marshmallow into his mouth. The sweetness of sugar.

Although it is not something delicious, this experience is considered new to Yin Yanjun.

"How is it?" Xu Yanqing leaned in front of the Taoist priest, staring at him for a moment, he knew in his heart that this marshmallow was not some precious royal meal.

But this can be regarded as the result of the joint efforts of the two of them, so I look forward to the Taoist chief's evaluation.

Yin Yanjun's movements were slow, he pulled another piece of marshmallow into his mouth, then nodded appreciatively: "It tastes good, but I don't understand why the little man called it marshmallow because it is light brown."

Xu Yanqing blinked when he heard the words, stared at the uglier candy in his hand, went up and took a big bite: "Well, it's probably because the candy is soft and looks like clouds!"

Yin Yanjun looked down at the little man who was eating candy, and nodded lightly: "In this way, it is indeed very similar." The satisfied little man is like a raccoon slave whose hair has been smoothed, his whole eyebrows and eyes are stretched, and instantly It became much clearer.

Like a gluttonous guinea pig, Xu Yanqing ate up a big marshmallow in three or two clicks.

Yin Yanjun poured a cup of warm water for Xiao Langjun, and the salted fish drank it all. He was instantly satisfied and became lazy again.

Pushing those tools for making marshmallows aside, Xianyu lazily lay down on the table, not even having the strength to stand up and walk to the reclining chair.

Ah, sure enough, when the appetite is satisfied, the essence of salted fish will become worse, and the carefree life will make people more and more decadent.

Today, Mu Yu's hair tie for his husband's hair is a bit long, and it is softly placed on Xu Yanqing's waist. Because of his movements, if he accidentally pulled the tied knot, all the black hair on his head fell apart in an instant.

Xu Yanqing lay lazily on the table, without any intention of moving, her hair fell apart as soon as it fell apart, salted fish don't need to be neatly dressed, in fact, being untidy is also a personality.

Yin Yanjun raised his hand to take Xiao Langjun's soft hairband into his hand. He stared at Xiao Langjun's lazy shoulders for a while, then gently raised his hand to run through Xiao Langjun's black and smooth hair.

Being rubbed on the top of his head, Xianyu didn't intend to resist. Instead, he felt that the top of his head was numb and comfortable, so he let Yin Yanjun use his fingers to blow his hair.

The slender, white fingers with well-defined joints ran all the way from the top of the young man's head to the other's slender shoulders. Yin Yanjun touched the acupuncture points on the back of the young man's neck, kneaded them lightly a few times, and then brushed over the other's black hair. The root hair band is tied loosely.

In the end, it was rolled back and forth a few times and tied with a beautiful knot. The red headband was placed on Xiao Langjun's shoulders and back obediently, leaving a touch of stunning color.