Chapter 148 Yi Jiang: It’s so difficult
“However, the only one who can help us now is Shang Gu, but he has just ascended the throne and should not be able to spare the time to send troops to Da Yin.”
Cheng Qiuyun frowned and spoke slowly.
Mrs. Cheng smiled lightly and said nothing, just glanced at Cheng Shengxuan.
Cheng Shengxuan lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he looked at Mrs. Cheng
"My grandson understands, I'll go make arrangements right now!"
After that, he got up and walked out quickly.
“Hey, wait for me, I’ll help too!”
Cheng Qiuyun hurriedly caught up.
What do you understand?
Tell me, tell me.
Looking at their backs, the smile in Mrs. Cheng’s eyes deepened.
"Okay, I'm going back to my room first."
There were originally a room full of people, but after a while only two sisters-in-law, Meng and Wang, were left.
Thinking of what had just happened, Wang's face was stunned, and a look of loss flashed in her eyes.
"Why do you feel like you can't melt in?"
Hearing her muttering, Meng put his hand on her shoulder and said with a smile.
"We should be happy when the children grow up."
As he said that, he patted her shoulder.
"Okay, it's getting late, it's time to cook. Let's make chicken soup today to replenish everyone's health. I don't know if Ah Qin and the others have returned from shopping..."
While talking, Meng had already left the main room.
Looking at her busy back, Wang took a deep breath and quickly figured it out.
Yes, the children have grown up, and there will be fewer and fewer places where she needs help in the future.
What she wants to do is to make the children as worry-free as possible.
Thinking of this, she cheered up, got up and walked to the kitchen, talking as she walked.
"I remember there is also a large piece of pork front leg meat, and some fried small meatballs. Yu'an loves it the most."
Mengshi turned around and responded with a smile.
"Okay."
......
When Yuan came back from modern times, he looked at everyone's busy figures, tilted his head, and scratched his cheek in confusion. .
We haven't seen each other for a few hours, why are you all so busy all of a sudden?
"Cuckoo...Cuckoo..."
Hearing the cry of the pigeon, Yu An ran over with a grin on his face and stretched out his little hand to touch it.
“Cuckoo.”
The pigeon nuzzled the little guy’s fingertips with its beak affectionately.
Yu'an was a little itchy from being rubbed, and he giggled happily.
"Xiaobai, are you hungry?"
"Wait for me!"
With that said, the little guy ran to the warehouse without a trace. After a while, he ran back and put a handful of corn kernels in his hand on the stone table.
“Eat quickly.”
The little guy tapped the pigeon's head with his chubby index finger.
"I'll have to work hard for you again later."
After saying that, Xiaotuanzi ran back to the room and started writing the latest chapter of the story.
At the same time, in the city lord’s mansion in Beihuang City.
Due to heavy snow and road closures, the teacher could not get back in time.
In addition, the Chen family and his son were busy arranging the affected people in the city, and several county magistrates with whom they usually had good friendships came to ask for help, so they had to devote their attention to helping.
There are no tigers in the mountains, and no one dares to take care of Yijiang, the little bully. This month has been full of fun.
The yard is very lively, and you can hear the sound of him playing from a distance.
"Hey! Where can the monster escape?!"
"Take a stick from me!"
"Ha!"
A boy ran out holding his head and begging for mercy.
"Great Sage, have mercy on me!"
Yijiang held up a yellow stick, with two long pheasant feathers on his head, and a red turban behind him. Shen Sheng chased him out, dubbing himself with a "song, clang, clang, clang, clang" in his mouth.
“Don’t run away, monster, hand over my master and junior brother quickly!”
After being busy for several days, Chen Ying finally found some time to come back to see his son and saw this scene as soon as he entered the yard.
Suddenly he was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out, and he ground his back molars.
"Chen Yijiang!" Hearing his father's angry voice, Yijiang hurriedly hid the stick behind his back, his eyes wandering, and his face looked guilty.
"Father, why did you come back suddenly?"
Hearing this, Chen Yinghao didn't laugh out of anger. He looked at a certain 'filial son' with a half-smile.
“I’m going home, do I need to ask you for permission first?”
Yi Jiang waved his hand.
"Hey, you don't have to go to such trouble. You can come back to your own home if you want!"
Chen Ying: "..."
He pressed his sore forehead.
Thank you!
Looking closer, Chen Ying frowned and looked at the hair crown on his head.
Why does it look familiar?
“Where did this on your head come from?”
Yijiang happily raised his hand and touched the pheasant feathers twice.
“I got it from my grandfather’s room!”
“I was smart. My grandfather’s hair crown was too big for me, so I asked the craftsman to cut off half of it and melt the other half. After that, I beat it into a piece of gold and plated the top end of my golden hoop with a layer of gold."
As he spoke, he raised the golden hoop in his hand.
Under the sunlight, it emits a dazzling light.
"Father, look, doesn't it look good?"
Chen Ying gritted his teeth: "...It looks good."
He rubbed his eyes that were shaken.
When your grandpa finds out, your butt will definitely look better!
Looking at his son who was still playing with a stick, Chen Ying scolded him.
“Although the Master is not here, you can’t neglect your studies!”
“You spend all your time playing with things, look what you have become?!”
“No!”
Yijiang banged the stick on the ground with a 'dang' sound.
“I learned a lot of words again!”
After hearing this, Chen Ying couldn't believe it.
“Really?”
“Ang!”
Yijiang nodded heavily, turned around and ran back to the room. After a while, he was holding a delicately bound booklet. Come out and hand it to him.
“Father, you can just point to the words on these papers, I know them all!”
As he said that, Yijiang patted his chest, which was called confidence.
Looking at the slightly childish handwriting on the paper, Chen Ying guessed that it must have been written by Yu An.
For a while, I felt even more uncomfortable.
Look at other people, they are one year younger than my own, but they can write so many words.
"Father?"
"Father!"
"Didn't you say you want to take a test on me?"
Chen Ying recovered her divergent thoughts, glanced at her son who was eager to take the test, and pointed at a word casually with doubts.
“What does this character mean?”
Yijiang glanced at it and answered loudly.
"Apes of apes!"
Chen Ying raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed to another one.
“What about this?”
Yi Jiang raised his chin slightly.
“Curtain!”
After pointing at a few more words, Yijiang actually recognized them all!
Chen Ying looked surprised, and Lao Huai stroked the top of his son's head happily.
“Not bad!”
“I got them all right. It seems that I have been working hard recently.”
Yijiang tilted her head to avoid his hand.
"Oh, don't break my purple gold crown."
He chased after the pheasant's butt for a long time, and finally found the two longest pheasant feathers.
For these two feathers, he was almost disfigured by a pheasant.
Thinking of this, Yijiang couldn't help but shed a handful of bitter tears for himself.
It’s so difficult!