Pastoral Jiaoyi's mother and father are here

Chapter 89 Winter Hot Pot
Biboju

In the front, the father and son will fight, and the brother and sister will fight. After fighting back and forth, it's time for dinner.

Gu Xiangsi didn't bother to make exquisite meals anymore, but asked someone to set up a hot pot, so let's have fun around the table with the whole family!

Baozhu sat next to her aunt, and the food was plentiful.

While Gu Xiangsi took care of Baozhu to eat, she gave them both an angry look, don't think she didn't see their father and son fighting secretly.

It was also rare for Xiling Yan to be childish. After he had blanched a piece of beef, he deliberately put it on the plate in front of his son, then put sauce on it, and finally took it away and ate it.

Lord Xiling felt very helpless in front of his old child's father!
Gu Xiangsi cooked some fish balls and beef in the high soup hot pot, and then handed the plates to her son on the table.

Turning around, I leaned over and opened my mouth to be fed by someone.

Xiling Yan dared not give meat to her son, but she dared not give it to her daughter-in-law.

Gu Xiangsi ate a piece of beef contentedly, and then let him go, holding the chopsticks and continuing to take care of Baozhu for dinner.

Mr. Xiling ate a plate of fish balls, mushrooms, beef, chicken, etc. that A Niang gave him... He turned his head to look at his father, and said with a small mouth, "I'm afraid of you!"

Xiling Yan turned her head and said to his son, "You want to be afraid of yourself, is there someone like that?"

Lord Xiling secretly gritted his baby teeth, turned his head and muttered: "Sooner or later there will be..."

Baozhu looked up at her elder brother in puzzlement and said, "Why do you have to be afraid of your daughter-in-law?"

Lord Xiling's face turned red and black when he heard his sister's words. He was confused by his father's anger, so he said such words.

Seeing her son blushing, Gu Xiangsi couldn't help laughing.Her son!When you get angry, you will be speechless and depressed.

Look, isn't Xiling Yan, who is a father, often gritted his teeth by him?
But in this world, everything is subdued by one thing, and the innocent orb can use a child's language every time, which makes her brother blush and neck thick, but he can't say a word.

Xiling Yan picked up a piece of beef for his precious son, leaned close to him and whispered, "To comfort you."

"Well, thank you, father." Lord Xiling gritted his teeth and looked at his father's impeccably handsome face. He really wanted to spill a bowl of hot soup and ruin his father's face.

"You're welcome, my good son." Xiling Yan raised his hand to touch his son's little head. The boy's deflated appearance is really adorable.

Lord Xiling lowered his head and gnawed on the fish balls, ignoring his childish and vengeful father.

"Daddy, I want Baozhu, and I want to eat meat!" Baozhu was jealous of her brother again, begging Daddy for a treat.

"Okay, Daddy will cook a lot of meat for Baozhu, so that Baozhu will be full." Xilingyan was always tolerant and loving when facing his precious daughter.

Lord Xiling has become numb to the ever-changing face of his father.

hehe!Who would have believed that the prince with a paralyzed face that was as cold as an iceberg in front of people would have such a face that is unknown to everyone behind?
Gu Xiangsi could see her son's contemptuous little eyes, and looked at someone with a gentle and loving smile, tsk tsk tsk!What an ever-changing gentleman!
It was cold and windy outside, but inside the house was warm.

The family sat around the table eating hot pot, laughing and amused, all kinds of vindictiveness, but also a lot of laughter.

But outside a town in another place, Ye Wuyue and Wen Yan were in a ruined temple, eating dry food and drinking cold water, sitting around a campfire to keep warm.

Wearing a rabbit down cloak, Wen Yan huddled into a ball, holding a piece of dry biscuit and gnawed, exhaling mouthfuls of cold mist, the tip of his nose and fingers turned red from the cold, but he didn't complain at all.

Ye Wuyue was wearing a sheepskin jacket, throwing firewood into the bonfire, and nibbling dry biscuits, looking at Wen Yan who was sitting opposite the bonfire, he felt more and more guilty.

If he hadn't insisted on going north immediately, and he was unwilling to heal the rich and unkind people along the way, he wouldn't have so little money on his back that he couldn't even hire a horse-drawn carriage and could only drive a donkey that was not very wind-proof. The car is on its way.

Wen Yan gnawed on dry pancakes, looked at the light snow flying outside, and exhaled hot air: "I remember when I was still a boudoir lady in the mansion, I really liked to enjoy plum blossoms on snowy days, and go to the pavilion to enjoy the snow and make tea." Later, when I went to Yunwu Mountain and stayed in the nunnery for those years, although I never worked very hard, I would do my best to help the master and the others. At that time, I felt that the winter was very cold, and the water was very cold. It's icy, the wind is biting, and the snow is no longer beautiful, but rather annoying."

Although Ye Wuyue is an orphan, because he was born in modern times, he has not suffered too much.

Later, he was sponsored by a benefactor. He studied hard all the way to enter the university, entered the first hospital in a first-tier city, and became a double expert in heart and brain within a few years. It is also rich and happy.

However, modern people have cars to travel when they go out, and air conditioners when they enter the house. The wind does not hit the head, and the rain does not hit the face. It is difficult to feel the alternation of cold and heat all year round.

It is also because of this that he used to like watching snow, and he also felt that the world was vast, and the city covered in silver was beautiful.

Now that they were suffering from cold and hunger in the ruined temple, and seeing the white snow outside, he also felt a little disgusted.

"Master Ye, I..." Wen Yan felt a little cold and wanted to sit closer to Ye Wuyue.However, men and women are different, Young Master Ye spent a lot of money before and sold her a warm rabbit velvet cloak, if she still asks Young Master Ye too much at this time, will he annoy him?

Ye Wuyue could see Wen Yan's thoughts at a glance, he sighed helplessly in his heart, got up and walked over, and sat down beside Wen Yan.

Wen Yan looked at the understanding Ye Wuyue, and a sweet smile appeared on her cold and flushed face, she moved a little closer to Ye Wuyue, looked at him and asked: "When we arrive in Xilan City, How does Ye Gongzi plan to find the Lingshi?"

"Go to Xilan City first, there will always be traces to be found." Ye Wuyue only got from the master of Qingyang City that the other party is a nobleman of Xilan City, but his identity is unknown.

Wen Yan nodded, lowered his head and continued to eat dry food. After sitting next to Ye Wuyue, he really felt much warmer.

Ye Wuyue looked down at Wen Yan whose ears were red from the cold, feeling more and more guilty.He made up his mind that when he went to a bigger county, he would no longer be arrogant, he would treat some rich people well, and get more consultation fees, so that Wen Yan could no longer suffer with him.

Wen Yan lowered his head and ate the pancakes bite by bite. He didn't feel how hard it was to follow Ye Wuyue like this. He just felt relieved. He was no longer the same as before. He always felt like a boat without support.

As for after entering Beijing, will he meet people from the Wen family?It doesn't matter anymore, she doesn't care anymore.

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