Chapter 91 He is sick
White snow.
Wooden house.
Futon.
Charcoal stove.
The cry of a baby.
The iron tower-like man at the door looked back, and then stared at the ants on the snow in front of him.
How strange, it's snowing, how can there be ants.
Groups of them.
Qin Luoxia heard the child crying and ran out.
Seeing that her husband was already holding Mianmian in the house to coax her, she was still a little worried.
Because her family's Mianmian rarely cries. She
is very sensible, especially when there are outsiders, she will not cry casually.
She took a look, and her husband's expression was not very serious, nor did he show a strange smile. It seemed that they were still talking inside, so she did not go in.
Seeing that the ants on the snow were neither anxious nor slow, Qin Luoxia turned and went to the kitchen again.
Heita Zhuanghan didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a sense of shortness of breath.
It was as if he had met a natural enemy.
Maybe it was an illusion, there was no one else here, only the village woman who was wearing an apron and gave him an embarrassed smile.
"I got scared when the baby cried." Qin Luoxia said to Zhuanghan.
Heita was single, without a wife or children, and didn't understand.
But looking at the village woman in front of him, he suddenly felt that he should get married.
In the house.
Wei Qichi apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My young master didn't mean it, he just likes little girls."
After saying that, Wei Qichi wanted to slap himself.
He had never encountered such a situation before. Last time, he took the young master to see the county lord of He County. The county lord committed suicide in front of them, but the young master didn't even frown. He was very elegant.
Before that, the lord also took the young master to the battlefield and witnessed the destruction of the city, the fighting, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood. The young master didn't even frown at his young age. (Is it possible that the young master's brows would not frown naturally?)
It was because of that time that he began to cherish talents and took the initiative to ask to be the young master's teacher.
But he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
He was talking to someone, and the young master grabbed the hair of the girl.
Xiqichi also has children himself, but he has always been strict in front of his children. He has never seen his children have such a naughty side.
Jiang Mianmian has been a baby for a long time, so when things don't go well, she cries cleverly.
After all, crying can attract everyone's attention
and achieve her own needs.
This is the most basic skill for babies, and every baby can learn it without a teacher.
Others pulled her hair and said she was bald, which made her sad.
She hid in her father's arms and hiccuped while crying.
By the way, she stared at the little boy opposite with tearful eyes.
This kind of little brat is the most difficult to deal with. If adults don't scold him, he will act recklessly.
She couldn't beat him, so crying was the best solution.
Sure enough, the little mustache in front of her apologized again and again.
But he didn't say a harsh word to the boy.
Jiang Changtian didn't expect such a small mistake.
But holding the crying girl, he inexplicably wanted to laugh.
The lady usually seems a little too mature. At such a young age, she always looks like she has something on her mind. Jiang Changtian is always worried about whether the lady will have any problems.
But Jiang Changtian feels relaxed when he holds the crying and sad lady in his arms.
"It's okay, it's okay. It's just children playing around." Jiang Changtian holds the lady in his arms and says when he sees that she has stopped crying.
Then they continue the discussion.
Young Master Zi does not speak again, nor does he make any movement.
He sits there motionless, without a frown, like an exquisite costume doll without a soul.
Jiang Mianmian sits in her father's arms. She
twists her little butt and gets hot after sitting for a while.
She wears too many clothes.
There is charcoal in the room.
She gets hot.
But she doesn't want to disturb her father, because she knows he is talking about serious matters.
Jiang Changtian and Qi Chi, one lost the qualification for the imperial examination, the other lost his official position after passing the examination, they talked happily and sympathized with each other.
Originally, he came to persuade him to surrender.
Now he did not say a word to persuade him to surrender.
They talked about the local customs and people along the way and had already talked about the climate of Jingzhou.
"It's cold in Jingzhou, can you adapt to it, Mr. Qi?"
"You can call me Qi Chi, or call me by my courtesy name, Yehang. Although Jingzhou is cold, it is not damp and cold, and there are mostly sunny days, which always make people feel happy."
Jiang Changtian has figured out this person.
This person was born in a poor family but was very smooth. He passed the imperial examination and reached the peak of his life. Then, after becoming the top scholar, his life went downhill and fell to the bottom.
He has a strong desire to make progress.
But unlike his humble origins, he had read a lot of books and had a strong literary flavor.
"Yehang, night-hanging boats, astronomy, geography, the four directions, the stars, the past and present are all clear, this name is very good, brother Yehang is knowledgeable and talented." Jiang Changtian praised.
Qiqichi smiled, and his two mustaches curled up.
Brother Jiang is indeed a bosom friend.
Others heard his courtesy name Yehang and thought it meant sailing at night, with hardships and difficulties, and being a talented person who was not appreciated.
In fact, it is not the case. People go out at night to take a boat and talk about everything. Among all the knowledge in the world, the night is the most difficult to deal with.
He chose the name Yehang, which is actually a very arrogant and confident expression.
Brother Jiang actually understood it as soon as he heard it.
The two continued to chat.
Jiang Changtian was only sentimental about his life experience at first, but after opening the topic, he quickly started chatting about various things and did not dwell on the topic of identity. He
was very carefree.
Talk about local customs and people.
Talk about the world view and the outlook on life. Talk
about the current situation.
Talk about people's livelihood.
Of course, Jiang Changtian was also very surprised and involved.
Around him, only Jie Xi could chat with him. In
the eyes of the villagers, the two of them seemed like two jokes put together.
He hasn't met someone who is equally matched and can chat for a long time.
The more he talked, the more involved he became.
Until the young master Zi suddenly said, "Take off your clothes."
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