Rong Yan looked at the little girl, and there was a touch of tenderness in the depths of his eyes that he had never noticed before. He raised his hand and rubbed her little head, and said: "There will be many opportunities to see you in the future. Go back quickly. Don't let your father

Wait for the rush."

These are troubled times, and he doesn't want to involve their family, so he should have as little contact as possible.

"Well, goodbye, Master."

Jiaojiao waved her hands eagerly, and finally left reluctantly.

Rong Yan sent them away. Qing Jun's original face turned cold and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The secret guard in black casual clothes came out of nowhere, knelt on one knee and clasped his fists, saying: "Master."

"Prince Yang is affiliated with the army, the sale of steel has been suspended, and the supply of commercial goods has been halved."

"Subordinates take orders."

……

Ji Huai drove back the same way.

Jiaojiao on the carriage was happy, but also a little disappointed.

I am happy that I can see Master in the future, but I am disappointed that Master has to cultivate his body and cannot play with her like before.

Compared with Jiaojiao's little mood, Ji Huai, who was driving, prepared to speak several times, but in the end he hesitated.

He wanted to ask if this young ancestor checked his master's pulse.

When the carriage was halfway through, Ji Huai finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Miss Baojiao, can you take my master's pulse?"

Jiaojiao shook her head after hearing this, "No."

Ji Huai choked and then sighed.

He raised his hand and knocked on his forehead. He was really stunned. How could a six-year-old girl know medical skills if she couldn't even recognize her words?

Suddenly, Jiaojiao added another sentence.

"However, I gave Master some medicine and I will be able to recover in two days."

Ji Huai subconsciously felt that it was not trustworthy because his master never asked him to exchange the prescription for the medicine.

He didn't expose it, but nodded and said: "I hope so."

When the carriage approached the intersection, Jiaojiao opened the curtain and looked around, and saw her father sitting under a tree on the roadside from a distance.

She waved her hands happily and shouted "Dad!"

Wang Zhuangzhi held the branch in his hand and was worried about Jiaojiao. Suddenly he heard his daughter's voice. He saw the carriage approaching and stood up excitedly.

"Jiaojiao!"

As soon as Ji Huai stopped the carriage, Jiaojiao jumped out of the carriage and ran to her father.

Wang Zhuangzhi also happily picked up his daughter, held her in his arms, and muttered: "Oh, but it makes dad so anxious, for fear of losing my sweet baby."

Jiaojiao smiled happily and said in a waxy voice: "Jiaojiao can't lose it."

Ji Huai came over, looked at the father and daughter, raised his hands and fists to say hello, and said: "Uncle Wang, Miss Baojiao has returned to Zhao intact. Thank you very much."

This was the second time Wang Zhuangzhi heard him call her Miss Baojiao? This title sounded like a young lady from a wealthy family. Wang Zhuangzhi smiled with him and said, "I'll be happy if I can help you. Jiaojiao is just a little kid. Master Ji."

No need to call it that."

Ji Huai pursed his lips and smiled lightly, but did not explain anything.

If it is true as Liu Rushi said, the master has different thoughts about Miss Baojiao, so it is not a big deal for him to call her like this.

Even if it is unknown in the future, judging from the attitude of the owner just now, he has to be called this.

"It's getting late, Uncle Wang, hurry up and get in the car. I'll take you back just in time." Ji Huai said.

This place is still some distance from Qing'an Temple, and Wang Zhuangzhi was not polite, "Oh, okay, okay, thank you Mr. Ji."

With that said, Wang Zhuangzhi hugged Jiaojiao and got on the carriage.

Ji Huai sent the two of them to the door of his house. Wang Zhuangzhi warmly invited him to come in for tea. Ji Huai politely refused, saying that he would go back to revive his master.

Watching the carriage leave, Wang Zhuangzhi said with emotion: "This Mr. Ji is really a good man."

Jiaojiao blinked her eyes, and she could feel that Brother Ji didn't believe her, but it didn't matter, he would believe her when her master recovered in two days.

"Hey, I smell your mother making braised pork. Let's go in and take a look."

The father and daughter walked up the steps. Wang Zhuangzhi knocked on the door with a smile and shouted at a higher volume: "We are back."

I heard footsteps coming from the yard, and then the door was opened.

As soon as Uncle De opened the door, Xiao Li stuck his head out to check. When he saw his father and sister, he shouted happily: "Dad and sister are back!"

Uncle De quickly opened the door wide, smiled and shouted: "My boss, Miss Bao."

"Uncle De, have you had dinner?" Wang Zhuangzhi asked as he walked in with Jiaojiao in his arms and held Xiao Li with his free hand. Xiao Li jumped up and down happily.

Uncle De hurriedly replied: "We haven't eaten yet, but my wife is making braised pork in the kitchen. By chance, my boss came back, so we can eat it soon."

Wang Zhuangzhi smiled and said, "That's really a coincidence."

When Liu Zhihua in the kitchen heard that her beloved daughter was back, she wiped the water on her hands and ran out in a hurry.

"Oh, my dear mother, I've been worried all afternoon, but I'm finally back."

Liu Zhihua ran over, took her daughter from the master's arms, and took a sip from her daughter's waxy and milky face.

Then he kept chattering: "I don't know if you drank water along the way. You must be tired from riding the carriage back and forth for so long today. Let's eat first. Mom made your favorite braised pork. I'll spend some time later."

Auntie, boil water for a hot bath..."

Jiaojiao listened to her mother's nagging, put her arms around her neck, with a smile on her face, and said softly: "Mom is so kind."

Liu Zhihua smiled when she heard this, and kissed her heart more and more rarely, "My mother is so delicate."

"Mom, I also want to hug my sister."

Xiao Li grabbed his mother's clothes and stared at his sister eagerly. She was so soft and fragrant, and he really wanted to kiss her face.

Liu Zhihua hadn't hugged her enough, and besides, the boy was thick-skinned and strong-armed, so she smiled and coaxed: "Xiao Li, your sister has been running around all day. She is too tired today. You can meet someone tomorrow."

Play."

After saying that, Liu Zhihua carried Jiaojiao back to her room.

Xiao Li curled his lips, looked at his father and asked, "Dad, why can't I kiss my sister on the face?"

Wang Zhuangzhi smiled, patted his son's strong shoulder, and said: "Didn't your mother tell you last time that boys and girls sit on different seats when they are seven years old? Although you and Jiaojiao are brothers and sisters, they cannot cross each other.

I won’t be able to hold hands until I’m older.”

When Xiao Li heard that he couldn't hold hands anymore, he became even more depressed and said unhappily: "I don't know which master set the rules. It's so rigid and unreasonable. He specified that he doesn't have a sister."

Wang Zhuangzhi and Uncle De behind him laughed at the same time.

Wang Zhuangzhi reluctantly touched his son's head. He couldn't bear to see the honest and solid appearance of the man. He smiled and bent down to pick him up, but it turned out that he was not light.

"Oh, you little guy is growing up very fast, and it wasn't so heavy last time I held you."
Chapter completed!