"Only a little bit." Ling Bao made a small distance between his thumb and index finger, and asked curiously, "Brother, what are you talking about with the county magistrate?"
Cheng Yun said: "Just chatting casually."
Shang Yuan thought to himself, you didn't just chat casually.
Ling Bao said goodbye to brother and sister Shang Jingxian, held the hands of his two brothers, one on the left and the other on the right, and went home.
Shang Jingxian watched with reluctance as Ling Bao's figure disappeared around the corner and went back with her elder brother. On the way, she saw people around her father escorting Shang Jin, while Shang Jin screamed and clamored to break their legs.
Shang Jingxian: "What happened to him?"
Shang Yuan's expression was indifferent: "Who knows? Maybe he made his father angry."
Shang Jingxian found it strange that her father loved the three children born to Aunt Zhao. As a result, he first punished Shang Shiyue and now he treats Shang Jin like this. It is really a good reincarnation.
"Ignore him." Shang Jingxian pulled her brother and said, "Brother, there are a few things I didn't understand about the book last time. Please tell me quickly..."
On the way back, Cheng Yi carried Ling Bao on his back and ran forward quickly. Ling Bao, who had already had a lot of experience, was no longer afraid. He even patted his brother on the shoulder and said: "Brother~Brother~Brother~again."
~Hurry~ one o’clock~ Yeah~”
Listening to her trembling sound from being jolted, Cheng Yun couldn't stop laughing.
The king also wanted to try, so he kicked off his hind legs and jumped on Cheng Yi's head, almost knocking Cheng Yi to the ground: "You little fat cat, you don't even say hello!"
The king patted him with his paw and meowed, "Stop howling, run away, fight!"
The sun was setting in the west, and laughter spread all over the place.
Ten days later, the day of labor service finally came to an end.
Lingbao and his brothers pushed the trolley to pick up his father. When leaving, Lingbao put two big steamed buns in his arms.
When they arrived at the place, Ling Bao stood on the trolley and looked around, thinking about the first time he saw his father.
As a result, I scanned around and around, but I couldn't find anyone who was Cheng Zhongqian, because they were all gray-faced. No matter what color they were wearing before, after a month, everyone's clothes became the same color.
Moreover, their expressions were all the same, numb and tired, and their eyes had no brilliance at all. They were obviously extremely tired.
Ling Bao saw several people swaying, and finally couldn't hold on any longer, so they dropped their heads to the ground and fell asleep, snoring loudly.
"Which one is the father? I can't find it at all!" Cheng Yi scratched his head in annoyance.
Cheng Yun couldn't tell either.
"Daddy -" Ling Bao suddenly put his hands half-closed to his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted loudly, "Ling Bao and his brother are here to pick you up, where are you!"
Cheng Zhongqian, who was sitting with Han Qiang to rest, suddenly heard a familiar voice and thought he heard it wrong.
But Han Qiang touched his arm and said in surprise: "Cheng Langjun, Lingbao and the others are here to pick you up!"
Cheng Yun raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked over, and sure enough he saw three children, standing out like chickens among the unkempt crowd.
Maybe it was really too long since I last saw Cheng Zhongqian, but he actually felt like he was in another world.
Seeing that he was in a daze, Han Qiang pulled him up and walked over there, shouting: "Ling Bao, Da Lang Er Lang, we are here!"
Ling Bao looked over, but did not run over immediately. Instead, she stared at Cheng Zhongqian for a long time, which made Cheng Zhongqian feel strange. According to her acting style, shouldn't she run over and hug him at this time?
Is it possible that this little girl doesn’t recognize him?
Thoughts were running through his mind, but his face remained calm.
At this time, Lingbao finally recognized that this man was his father, ran over quickly, threw himself into his arms, and said happily: "Dad, we are here to take you home!"
This is right.
The corners of Cheng Zhongqian's mouth rose slightly for a moment, but before he could say anything, he saw Ling Bao shrugging the tip of his nose and frowning like a caterpillar.
"Dad, you..."
Cheng Zhongqian's expression changed. In the past month, they couldn't even eat enough, let alone take a bath. They wore the two clothes they brought and changed them. After washing, they just rubbed themselves in the river, but this opportunity was very rare.
Who would sacrifice their meager time to wash (this chapter is not finished!)
Chapter 122 What a fuss
Clothes? Are you a fool?
Except for Cheng Zhongqian, no one washed it.
Later, Cheng Zhongqian stopped washing, and the smell of sweat, earth, water, and water all mixed together, making him smell sour and sour.
Everyone was the same before, and he didn't think anything was wrong, but now...
"Let's go home quickly!"
He wants to take a bath!
Lingbao: "Daddy, wait for me!"
She hurriedly followed, not forgetting to hold Han Qiang: "Brother Han Qiang, come here too. You have worked hard too. You and daddy can sit up and rest together."
Han Qiang waved his hands repeatedly and smiled very naively: "How about that? I'll just walk back."
Cheng Zhongqian's face was a bit stinky: "Come up if I ask you to."
Han Qiang had a natural awe for scholars like Cheng Zhongqian, so he didn't dare to say anything and climbed up with a cry.
Lingbao took out two steamed buns, one for each of them: "Dad, you guys put some on the buns first, and I'll make delicious food for you when you get home!"
The two of them were really hungry, so they ate hungrily and finished the food in two or three bites.
They were too tired, so they closed their eyes and fell asleep after eating.
The thick dust could not hide the tired look on their faces, but they seemed to have aged several years after not seeing each other for a month.
Lingbao also saw many small wounds on his father's hands. They were red and although there was no bleeding, they were quite scary. The pulps of his fingers were wrinkled and turned white.
Ling Baoke felt distressed. He held his father's hand and blew it gently with his lips pouted. The small wind made Cheng Zhongqian's fingertips curl up.
Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi took Han Qiang to the door of the village chief's house, and then pushed the trolley back to his own home. The hot water had been boiled before going there, and Cheng Zhongqian had to change the water three times before washing it clean!
While he was taking a bath, Cheng Yi and Ling Bao went to cook and filled the table with fried small fish!
Yesterday, Lingbao specially went to the mountain again, just to let his father taste such delicious food.
"Dad, is it delicious? I caught it!" Ling Bao looked proud and expectant.
According to Cheng Zhongqian's character, he would either not answer at this time or say it was not delicious.
But maybe this service really made him want to change himself, so he paused and said, "It's delicious. You're great."
Ling Bao's eyes widened suddenly, and he didn't know whether it was fright or surprise.
This made Cheng Zhongqian feel a little uncomfortable. He picked up the rice much faster and planned to go to sleep with him after eating.
"Daddy praised me!" Lingbao suddenly shouted.
She didn't even know how to eat, so she got off the bench, hugged Cheng Zhongqian, and said with bright eyes: "Daddy, you praise me!"
Cheng Zhongqian pursed his lips: "What's all the fuss about? You've done well, so of course you should..."
Ling Bao suddenly stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
The person making the fuss became Cheng Zhongqian.