Chapter 80: Split action

On the next day, Ling Jingxuan Yan Ruirui got up early, after routine exercise, one took the cart alone to Yuehuagou to catch the fish, and one took the two buns. Plus a little tiger to learn Kung Fu in the yard, the cooking and cleaning things were handed over to Song Gengniu's family. In the simple little yard, the children's innocent laughter was heard from time to time, and the happiness of the garden could not be closed.
After the folks of the restaurant took away the fish of the day, Liu Baoren personally took 30 workers to the door. They were all stout and dark, and it is not difficult to see the good intentions of Liu Baoren, although after seeing Ling Jingxuan’s home, A group of people had a short doubt, but this doubt did not last long. The Ling Jingpeng brothers took the initiative to arrange the work of the workers and took them to the wasteland.

Dry, dry?

The carriage was ready, the iron doll wearing the new clothes ran into the yard happily, and Zhao Dalong, who had been specially arranged, followed him behind him and saw the little friend. The two buns greeted him happily. The three men pulled each other. Hand excited circle.
"Oh... you should be careful, don't dirty your clothes."
Looking at them, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, is it so happy to go to school? Sure enough, it is still a child.
"Jing Xuan, can we do this? Does the Mr. Chu not look down on the Iron Man?"
Because Li Zheng and Lao Xiu were once picky about things, Han Fei has never been confident. He is afraid of facing a scholar. Now he has a chance to send iron dolls to the town to study. He is really afraid that he will ruin this rare opportunity. Poor parents in the world, for the children have become faster than usual.
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Chu is very good, he is not much older than us, and he also has a son. I heard that I am nine years old and I am a handsome young man."
Seeing that both of them were nervous and stiff, Ling Jingxuan was as comfortable as possible and continued to let them go on like this. It is estimated that when they saw the resignation of the Chu, they should faint directly.
"Yes, is it? That's good, is that good??"
Can be frozen a thousand feet, which is the cold of the day? The tension between the two couples was not alleviated by the words of Ling Jingxuan. In the early morning, they did not do their work. The two of them sweated their clothes and saw how nervous they were.
"Then I went to the town with Han Da Ge. The people who built the house came to arrange for you. I have already told them about Jing Han, let the workers start to dig a line of separation from the periphery, if possible, It is best to let the team responsible for building the walls enter the market today, and everyone must start doing it tomorrow."
Knowing that they couldn’t calm down for a while, Ling Jingxuan didn’t do any more work, and turned to Yan Ruirui. The anecdote was all together, and they could only act separately.
"Well, I know what to do, be careful on the road, go early and go back early."
Raising his hand naturally smoothed the hair on his cheek to the back of his ear, Yan Ruirui's curse.
"Yeah." Nodded, Ling Jingxuan turned to Song Yang's mother and daughter on the side: "Song Yizi, the workers worked hard, remember not to break their water, I let the big bones bought by the otter come early." On the top, steaming a few steamed buns to send them to me at noon, you must not lose money, and Shui Ling will help you with your mother's point. If you have time, let me get the bag that I will let you do."
"Yes, Xuan master!"
The mother and the daughter bowed down with respect and respect. After the adaptation period that was first arrived yesterday, they are already more frank today. This family seems to be poor now, but the master is good to them, although it is not so easy to let them have a table. Eat, but their food is exactly the same as the master, the two old masters and the two masters are also very good, especially the small master, just take Xiaohuzi as a brother, not to mention Ling Jingxuan is their The benefactor, the only thing that makes them a little scared is the master. I don’t know why, they always feel that he has a breath that can’t be easily approached. Every time he sees him, the subconscious will give birth to a stranger. fear.
"Let's go."
After explaining the things at home, Ling Jingxuan nodded with Yan Ruirui and decisively recruited a few excited children. Song Gengniu and his father and son also quickly followed up, because Song Gengniu was responsible for driving the children to and from school, and the tigers were two Buddy bookboys, they naturally want to go with them, and Song Shuiyu, he has a fat squid on his hand, holding a jar of jam in his arms, is responsible for moving things, those are Ling Jingxuan to give to the Chu Teacher's gift.
"Father, let's go first."
Before coming to the car, Ling Wen looked like a model bent over Yan Ruirui. The little buns and iron dolls who were preparing to climb the car saw it and slid down to do it. Yan Yurui smiled and touched their heads separately: "Go, see Mr. Chu as polite as he is now, remember to listen to you, don't run around."
"Yes, father."
One more time, Ling Wen took two younger brothers to climb the carriage and watched them leave. Yan Haorui turned into the yard.
Because Ling Jingxuan’s road to the village was not specially built, it was narrow and rugged, and the carriage was not driving fast. When passing through the village, even if they were sitting in the carriage, they could hear the loud noise outside. Nowadays, the birds and guns for the cannons are no longer just shameful monsters in the eyes of the villagers. The envy of them is naked and there is no cover.
"Xiaowen, do I wonder if I have to repair my home to the village? Or do I have to repair the road directly to the market in the village? Otherwise, you will be so bumpy every day, even if the car’s throat is too thick, you can’t stand it. If it rains, the rut will definitely get stuck in the mud, and it will not delay you going to school. And there is a saying that you have to say that if you want to build a road ahead of time, your business will definitely get bigger and bigger. How is the Kangzhuang Avenue?"
Out of the village, the road was flattened at once, and the carriage was playing at the speed it should have. It quickly ran up. Ling Jingxuan looked at his son and carefully explained the words. He was afraid that he would blame him for spending money. Who would let him Yesterday, I spent so much money on it. If there is no Ruirui to flatten him, he is afraid that he will be killed by a little steamed buns.
What is strange is that this time the little buns did not speak immediately, but looked at him deeply, and then bite his teeth and endure the pain of the meat: "After the money, I will do it, I don’t have to talk to me." It’s a good thing to say that road repairing is a good thing.
It can be seen that he made a great determination to take the initiative to give up the financial power. Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help but sigh, then smiled and touched him and put him on his lap: "Hey, listen to you." You can rest assured that Xiaowen is not the kind of person who has no budget. If you really have no plans for the future, I will not spend money like that. I promise you, I should not spend money, I don’t have any money. Will spend."
"Well, that's it. Hey, I don't quite understand what you mean by open source. It's awkward, but the savings should be adhered to. We can save the province."
When I caught the opportunity, Ling Wen was inevitably habitually embarrassed, but this time Ling Jingxuan did not have any vomiting, and nodded eagerly: "Xiaowen is right, I will try to save some points in the future."
The father and the son are basically completely reversed. The son of the young man is like a preaching, but the old man is awkward, and he looks at the whole world. It is estimated that this is the only one. There is no semicolon.
"Hey, what kind of person is Mr. Chu, will he not like Xiaowu?"
See you always holding your brother, Lingwu flexible enough to play with the iron baby slipped down and climbed on his leg, the other side of the iron baby also looked forward to them, because the little buns of the question and the alert Han Fei finally I noticed that I ignored my son, and quickly reached out and hugged him.
"How come? Our little buns are so cute, will Mr. Chu not like you? Don't worry, Mr. Chu is a very good person. As long as you are obedient and seriously learn from him, he definitely likes you. ""
Freeing a hand to fix his body, Ling Jingxuan whispered, if all his guesses were established, Yan Ruirui was really a prince, and Chu’s father and son also really came from the imperial city, and he escaped, he will definitely The little buns are good. Maybe he will have to rely on the buns to help him in the future. Those who can grow up in the royal family have absolutely no fuel-efficient lights. Even if the Chu Ci is not as high as the Zhangzhang cabinet, it is only beautiful. He can't be stupid enough to give up the opportunity to win over Jue.
"Oh, that's good, that's good, hey, what does Mr. Chu look like, is it as good as 爹爹?"
With a grinning smile, Ling Wu asked with enthusiasm. He always had countless reasons for the unknown. Ling Jingxuan took a glimpse of Zhao Hanfu and Ling Wentie, who also had their ears, and smiled and said: "Mr. Chu It’s much better than 爹爹, but Xiaowen, we can’t take people by appearance. Some people don’t look good, but their hearts are very good. Although some people look good, their hearts are black. Let’s see people carefully. Can't just rely on the eyes!"
"I know that I know, hey, I know what you mean, like the fierce woman who came to the house, she looks good, but her heart is black. The grandfather looks good, it is good for us." Is that true?"
Ling Jingxuan’s voice fell, and the little buns took the excitement. He said that he had a model. He also gave an example. Ling Jingxuan, together with Zhao Hanfu, couldn’t help but laugh, but is that the case? However, if Ling Chenglong knows that his grandson is too tall to look good, is it sad to be sad? Fortunately, Ling Jingxuan's three brothers are like Ling Wang's. If you want to be like Ling Chenglong, you will let the little buns bury them when you are indefinitely.
"This child is smart and will definitely be a champion in the future!"
The interaction between the father and the son undoubtedly eased the tension in the car. Han Fei finally forgot the fear in his heart. He smiled and touched the head of Ling Wu. But the little bun was a brow: "I don't want to be a champion." That is the wish of my brother, I want to be a general."
"Haha."
Hearing the words, the three adults laughed and laughed again. Ling Wu thought that they were looking down on him. They swear by their mouths, and one day he would be a general to show them, everyone in the room, including Ling Wu himself. I don't think that one day in the future, he will not only become a general, but he will not be careful after his father, and he will become a savvy figure in the Quartet.
Of course, it was all afterwards. After some noisy, the remaining tension disappeared and the carriage quickly traveled on the official road. A lot of envious and hateful eyes were harvested along the way. Ling Jingxuan’s entanglement with the royal family, Zhao The future of Hanfufu and the three little buns will start to change dramatically from here.