Chapter 331: The hometown, Yuan Shaoqi’s plan

It’s not a few hours, when the smashing princes who are smashing outside the city are being smothered outside the city, they are spread all over the big family. Some people with a little brain are quietly telling them. The family and the subordinates have a convergence point. This is impossible. This is not the case. Even if the emperor does not pursue it, the prince may not be willing to give up. For a time, the capital is a bit squeaky. However, the party Ling Jingxuan has already jumped from the assassination. Come out, at noon Yan Ruirui came back to deal with the military camp. The family decided to go out for a nap and take a look at the breath, breathing fresh air. As for the wolverine, it has already gone to the mountains with black and round, needless to say. Ming's little buns are birthdays, they must be going to find him a gift of heaven and earth.
"Hey, they are deceiving, this is not the same as the home in Lingjia Village."
The suburbs of Beijing in November have been very cold, and all of them are all white snow. Compared with the southern part of Ganzhou, it is naturally much more desolate. The little buns are unhappy with a small mouth, and he is still excited. For a long time, I thought it was the same as the home of Lingjia Village. I didn’t expect it? ? Except for country lanes and villages, where is the same?
"Oh... how could it be exactly the same? The capital belongs to the north, which is much colder than Lingjiacun. However, the snow cover also has its own beauty. You can see the small buns. Is the whiteness of the endless people very comfortable?"
Ling Jingxuan, who is holding a small dumpling, is covered with a suede cloak, and the moment when the hand is released, the cold wind is poured into the cloak, and the small scorpion that is still snoring is clenching his little fist and frowning. After a while, he seems to realize that he He didn't mean to wrap him up, his closed eyes were unwilling to open, and he didn't adapt enough to look at the old and smooth chin.
"There are no white cockroaches, where is it comfortable?" Well, the little buns are not stunned, but his heart still remembers Lingjiacun.
Ling Jingxuan was helpless. He talked to a little boy, and he was crazy. But fortunately, there was a Yan Xiaoming. He saw that he was kneeling in front of the little buns and gently pulled the small suede cloak for him. He was slightly lost. The road: "Is Xiaowu not like the capital? But I can only live here later, Xiaowu does not want to be with me?"
"No, no, no, people like Yange most. How can you not want to be with you? Who said that I don't like Beijing, I like it."
Seeing the situation, the little buns repeatedly denied the hand, and the busy words showed the heart. For the sake of the wife and children, the appearance was not exactly the same as that of his father. Seeing here, Ling Jingxuan could not help but laugh, and Yan Ruirui next to him gave his son a thumbs up. When I was young, I knew that I was hurting my wife. I had a future, and it was his kind.
"Hey? Is my meat waking up? Do you like the scenery here?"
I was too lazy to pay attention to this father and son who did not have any rhetoric. Ling Jingxuan discovered that his family’s small group didn’t know when he had opened his eyes. The genetics from his Danfeng eyes were slender and bright, and the white face of the meat toot said no. Out of the cute, Ling Jingxuan picked him up and couldn’t help but kiss him on the little face.
"Well"
The next second, the small group of small mouths stunned, two eyes suddenly tears, a pair of crying to see him look, Ling Jingxuan brain black: "This is 咋 ?? Do not cry or cry, I do not like you ?"
When I heard that my brother was crying, a few small buns rushed to him in an instant.
"Oh, I blame you, it must be that you call him a meat dumpling, he is not happy."
Ling Wen’s first dissatisfaction was a slap in the face of his family. Since the birth of his younger brother, the position of the old man in his mind has plummeted.
"Look, the little squad certainly doesn't like it."
Lingwu proudly imposed his own preferences on his younger brother, and he found the allies of the ally. He completely forgot that he had vowed not long ago that he liked it here.
"Dry, is the dumpling hungry?"
Or the iron baby is intimate, knowing that the younger brother is looking for the reason, Yan Xiaoming looked at it in the past, his eyes were filled with distressed feelings, and the little brother’s hand was released and the younger brother was taken over:
The small group does not cry, strict. Brother, take you to play well?" Said, Yan Xiaoming raised his small group and put it down, and teased him repeatedly.
"Slightly?" I don't know if it's really fun. The meat dumplings with teardrops in my eyes actually giggled. However, because it is a bit heavy, although Yan Xiaoming has martial arts, it is only ten years old. After repeated many times, I couldn't help but feel sour, but when he stopped, the laughter disappeared immediately, and the little mouth smashed down. It looked good and funny, and the little bastard, did you want to toss people?
"give it to me."
Ling Jingxuan couldn't see it. He reached out and hugged the child. He spoiled and helplessly squeezed his white face: "Little bastard, you will toss people, I see you still sleep."
The little corps that fell asleep was speechless, and the awake little corps made them weak. The little guys were simply their nemesis.
"The small group is hard to wake up, let him play again."
Afraid of the daughter-in-law's hand sinking, Yan Ruirui couldn't help but say that the child was carried over, holding his little in one hand and holding him in his arms. The other hand took the child and he said: "Let's go, let's go shopping again, I remember Not far from the front is the paddy field of our family. You don't like to eat your own rice. Next year, let Jingpeng give us some grain, and all of them plant the rice you like."
After walking around, the little corps did not swear, and the slender Dan Fengyan looked at the world curiously.
"Well, I think so, the grain does not need to find Jingpeng, we are not bringing back a lot, then I will cultivate some more."
Ling Jingxuan nodded, and the other hand took the big steamed buns. The little buns and the iron dolls were carried by Yan Xiaoming. Ling Jinghan and Yuan Shaoqi were not close to them, and Sikong did not come out. He was afraid of cold and didn’t want to go everywhere. I walked away and volunteered to stay in the house with Yan Shangqing, who could not move for a long time.
"Oh... you can do it, you are more familiar with me than this. From there, it is not far from the cold school. The royal land is chosen by Yunhan personally. If you have time, you can go see it. Look."
This Zhuangzi has been in the name of Yan Ruirui for several years. Before he went to the military camp and was too lazy to return to the city, he had come several times and was quite familiar with it.
"Forget it, I am the dean of the famous name. It is said that the Hanling College is doing a good job. It is the credit of Yunhan. I think that if he goes out of the palace in the future, he can continue to manage the college."
No one is outside, Ling Jingxuan also talked about the future things without hesitation. Next to Yan Xiao’s eyes, he vaguely knows what he meant. If he changed his previous words, he would definitely not want to leave him alone. But now it is different. After the six uncles will love the father, he also has Ling Shu and Xiao Wu. He is trying to pursue his own happiness after he hopes the father from the bottom of his heart. In order to achieve that goal, he will try his best to let the father see it. Go to him and let him give the throne to him willingly.
"That depends on the meaning of Xiaoliu. It’s hard to hold the beauty back. I guess he will definitely travel to the world with Yunhan, and he will not want him to do some work."
When it comes to a good brother, the smile on Yan Ruirui's face is more obvious. Ling Jingxuan turned to look at him and shook his head and smiled: "It is really possible."
Zeng Shaoqing is a man who doesn't like restraint. If he doesn't have parents at home, Yun Han is also in the palace. He is afraid that he will not return to Beijing all the year round. Just like his family, Rui Rui used to rarely return to the palace.
"Big brother, I have something to tell you."
I don’t know when Yuan Shaoqi’s face sneered, and Ling Jingxuan quietly glanced at the hand he had with Ling Jinghan. It was just over a month, and his second brother fell. Can't see it, Yuan Shaoqi has two more.
"Don't care about him, big brother, a few days ago, my mother wrote a letter, saying that I missed us very much. Soon after we left, Jingpeng also left home. Qingzi is also basically busy with business outside, and the rest of the family can accompany them occasionally. Speaking, but the Yangtze are going to test this year's child test, they don't dare to delay him. Now, if she is okay, she will study the new pattern with her aunt. I heard that they have designed a new pattern of handbags and sold them in Zhangzhou. It’s quite good. My mother is now plunging in. I’m still the same. I’m going to a few factories to go around, or go to the field. My mother said that he likes to eat at home, to grow the best. The food is sent to us."
Perceived his sight, Ling Jinghan was a little embarrassed, trying to divert his attention, but when it comes to things at home, it’s a shame that disappears. Now, she also found what they like to do. Son, he is sincerely happy for them, big brother is right, instead of letting them idle and thinking, it is better to let them work, as long as they do not hurt the heavy weight of the body.
"Is it? I can't see the mother-in-law and design talents. This is good. I changed my mind and I arranged the design to send her back. My mother is only in her thirties. It is a good thing to have more activities. I heard today. All the saline-alkali land in Jinyun two states have been bought, and will definitely be sorghum with the wind next year. Jingpeng has already purchased land in two county towns in Zhangzhou. I am thinking about harvesting sorghum in the coming year, Jinyun two states. It will almost be full, and the business at home will gradually stabilize."
Ming knows what he is trying to do, and hears about the mother-in-law, Ling Jingxuan is still attached, their sorghum wine is selling crazy in the capital, in addition to jam, other things are often in short supply, two days before the arrival of the goods Ship sorghum is not enough to sell, he has long gone to the letter to let Jingpeng intensively shipped to the capital.
"Well, brother, I heard that you are already renovating that hospital? When are you going to open?"
Although Zhao Dalong lives in the palace, he will go back at three points in three days, so most of them know about the palace.
"Before the end of the year, I need a lot of glaze, it is a little difficult, medical equipment is a fine thing, it is also time-consuming to build, right, what does Shochi want to say?"
Halfway through the words, Ling Jingxuan decisively turned back. Ling Jinghan’s brain was black, and he knew that his big brother was not so fooled. He couldn’t help but smash someone with a hand, the so-called someone. Awkward smile, pulling him close to Ling Jingxuan whispered: "Big brother, I have already solved the marriage arranged at home, do you think I can take John to go back to see the father?"
God knows how much he wants to have him in the bright future. When the marriage contract is lifted, he is forced to die. Ling Jinghan accepts him. But people are unsatisfied. This is not. After the two feelings are happy, he wants to marry him back. The wind and the light are clear to the world.