Chapter 70 Is there a boy hidden under daddy’s quilt?
Jiang Nuanzhi noticed something was wrong when he took it into his hand.
Isn’t this the golden lock of my little guest?
He wanted to give this thing to Baozhu before, but he and Baozhu discussed it before giving it back.
I remember it was carried by that child. Why is it here now?
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and looked around, and then realized that his whole body was also stained with a faint smell of blood.
She looked at the trap again. The mark she made before is still there, but there is an extra hole in the trap.
She frowned and looked inside, and her pupils suddenly shrank. Immediately remove the covering branches.
I saw a child lying curled up in the trap, with scratches on his face and body. The blood stains stained the clothes red. The child's face could not be seen clearly, but he had obviously lost consciousness.
Jiang Nuanzhi was startled, and without saying a word, he immediately went inside and took the child out.
"You have done something wrong. This trap will not conflict with me, right? For such a long time, you can't catch any chickens or pigs, but you have trapped two people."
She frowned while He felt the child's pulse with his brows, while thinking about turning around to find a time to fill in this trap. Don't let anyone step into her trap by mistake again.
After taking the pulse and checking the child again, Jiang Nuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
The child's clothes were stained with blood. It looked very scary, but in fact he only had a slight scratch. The blood on this body is probably someone else's.
But the child's temperature is a little high. Thinking about it, he must have experienced some changes. His mind was up and down, and his body was fragile, so he became ill.
Feed him some clean water first, and then put the child on the horse.
I didn’t care about fishing at this moment. I picked up the firewood I had just collected and went home immediately.
Now that there were many people in the house, the identity of the child was doubtful. Jiang Nuanzhi kept it in mind and did not go ahead. Instead, he put the child in a basket on his back and returned from the back of the house.
Of course there is no back door in their house, but there is a back window.
She opened the back window and quietly brought the child in. Without saying a word, she stuffed the child directly into Li Rong's bed.
He also booed Li Rong.
I rinsed some isatis root water again, fed the child to drink some, and then jumped out of the window again, and came back from the front gracefully.
Li Rong: "."
She.
Where did she get a child back from?
Could it be her child?
Thinking like this, Li Rong suddenly wished he could give himself a slap.
Sure enough, after lying down for a long time, everyone became confused.
Looking at this, this child should be older than Xiao Er, about the same as Heping'er, about seven or eight years old.
His sinful wife is only fifteen years old now, and she probably cannot give birth to such a big child
At that moment, I spent some effort to lower my head and take a closer look at the child.
Although the child has large and small wounds, his skin is very delicate, showing that he is usually pampered.
Although his clothes are torn, they are still made of Shu brocade worth a thousand pieces of gold. Li Rong could conclude that this child was not simple
It was just that he always felt that the child's features were somewhat similar, as if he had seen them somewhere before. But no matter how he thought about it, he didn't think about it.
For a while, I became a little curious about his sinful wife.
It's not just this kid. In the past few days, it seemed that the miracle doctor Magpie came to his home because of her.
Of course he knew that that boy Lu Zhong couldn't invite the magic doctor Magpie.
And many people came to the family, including the county magistrate. The county magistrate even helped inquire about Xin Bo?
Li Rong couldn't tell whether the county magistrate was an enemy or a friend.
If you were from the Zhao family, you wouldn’t have to go to this extent. If he wasn't an official, how could he associate with his sinful wife? It doesn't seem to do him any good. Could it be that he also came here for her acupuncture skills?
Looking at his sinful wife now, she seems to have no defense against others.
Li Rong was worried about Xin Bo, and also worried about his sinful wife. But in his current situation, he couldn't do anything.
Even Xin Bo can only rely on his sinful wife. My mood was very complicated for a while.
In the past twenty years, he never thought that one day he would live like this...
"Mother, what did you do behind the house just now?"
Ahead, just as Jiang Nuanzhi entered the yard, Little Baozhu ran over and raised his little head and asked.
Jiang Nuanzhi stumbled on his feet and couldn't help coughing: "Have you seen it?"
"Xiaoli is very tall. We saw her as soon as she entered the village. "
Jiang Nunzhi: "."
"I originally wanted to pick up my mother, but my elder brother said that she would come back later, so I was waiting at the door. ”
Jiang Nuanzhi blinked twice and touched his daughter's head: "Be good." She put the child in the basket just now. Even if she saw her, she probably didn't see her coming back with anyone, right?
"Why do you just light firewood like this? I told you I would go, but you still didn't let me go."
Master Lu took the firewood brought back by Jiang Nuanzhi, Some are not satisfied.
"Okay, I'd like to trouble you, Master Lu."
Hearing what he said, Jiang Nuanzhi suddenly responded with a smile.
Then Master Lu was inexplicably put on the horse by Jiang Nuanzhi.
Traveling with him was the waiter.
"Go early and come back early." Jiang Nuanzhi waved his hand, turned around and went to grab the medicine himself.
It’s time for Li Rong to take his lunch medicine.
There are also children who have high fever and need to take medicine.
Thinking about it this way, there are still many places to use firewood. With a person like Mr. Lu, it’s useless if you don’t use it.
“No, why is she having trouble?”
After leaving the door, Master Lu looked at the waiter with a question mark on his forehead.
The waiter’s grinning mouth suddenly closed, and he frowned and said, “If you say that to An Nuan, I will be angry.”
Master Lu was stunned for a moment, glanced at the waiter's serious face, and touched his nose: "Okay, I won't say anything anymore, isn't it?"
The waiter: "Then you have to promise! I won’t say anything bad about An Nuan again.”
“Sure, I promise, I’ll slap myself in the mouth again.”
Lu! Young Master: "..."
Sure enough, everything he said about Brother Lu being the most powerful was all false!
Jiang Fatya’s little child! Sure enough, he is also very good at deceiving people.
Everyone stayed here and had lunch before returning.
Jiang Nuanzhi stewed a large iron pot of ribs at noon. The fire in the firewood pot was fierce and the ribs were stewed for a long time. The ribs were stewed until they were soft and rotten, and the potatoes placed inside were also slightly cooked.
The iron pot is also covered with a layer of minced meat and scallion rolls. Half of the Hanamaki is soaked in the soup, soaked in the rich aroma of the soup, which makes people can't help but move their index fingers.
Plus, she baked some sweet potatoes.
Baking instant noodles is too slow. In order to give Young Master Lu a taste, Jiang Nuanzhi fried some noodles for him.
This young master’s mouth is full of oil.
In the end, all the dozen noodles fried by Jiang Nuanzhi were packed away.
Of course Jiang Nuanzhi did not forget to bring some back to Wan'er. He also thoughtfully taught Uncle Zhao how to make noodles.
It's just that Wan'er still hasn't had enough. However, Magistrate Feng made it clear that he would stay until after lunch at most. She had no choice but to keep her promise and reluctantly said goodbye to Xiao Baozhu.
As soon as everyone left, Little Orb on the back grabbed Jiang Nuanzhi and waved to her mysteriously.
Jiang Nuanzhi leaned over and heard Little Baozhu whispering in her ear: "Mother, I secretly saw you hiding a man under daddy's quilt."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"Baozhu, although what you said is correct, it might sound better if you replaced the man with a boy."
Baozhu tilted her little head and thought: "Is there a boy hidden under daddy's quilt?"
Jiang Nunzhi: "."
It always sounds like her daddy is a pervert.
But it’s better than being a pervert.
"Well," Jiang Nuanzhi nodded and touched his daughter's head: "Let's go see little brother."
However, what he saw when he entered the door made Jiang Nuanzhi's pupils shrink sharply.
The next second, the sweet potato in her hand was projected out, and the boy's dagger at Li Rong's throat was deflected.
The dagger in the little boy's hand was knocked off by Jiang Nuanzhi's sweet potato. The next second he ran towards the dagger desperately. After picking up the dagger, he leaned against the corner and held the dagger in his hand. , looked at them warily.
"Don't be afraid, put down the dagger first. We are not bad people. We have met before, don't you remember?"
The little boy's eyes were almost like a trapped animal, with a flash of light. After a moment of confusion, his eyes gradually focused on Jiang Nuanzhi's face.
Li Rong: Live one day at a time, what else do you need a bicycle
(End of this chapter)