Taking care of children
In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, the end of the year has arrived, and New Year's Eve is approaching.
As time passed, everything progressed smoothly. The old lady's complexion gradually improved under the care of Cang Yi and his wife, and Cui Yu's anger gradually subsided under Tao Fengqin's gentle whispers. Tai Shi Zheng's shop was handed over to his father for oversight, and it would be open after the New Year. Cui Zhilin had not returned since that day at the Prince's Mansion. The Zou sisters' lawsuit had been fairly concluded in Kaifeng Prefecture. Cui Zhisong was also transferred as a result.
Causes produce results, results return to causes.
After that turmoil, life in the Bo Mansion finally returned to its former normal state.
It's just that Taishi Zheng's troubles aren't over yet...
After nightfall, in Yinzhu Yatang, Zheng finished her dinner and walked back and forth in front of the desk in the west room, holding Cuo Cuo. She stroked the dog's head repeatedly, and to Cui Zhijun, it looked as if she was going to stroke the dog until it was bald. He clutched his pen and asked with a smile, "Madam, are you worried about something again?"
Hearing the sound, Zheng stopped her anxious steps and looked at him.
Cui Zhijun remained indifferent, but when he looked back at the person before him, his eyes were filled with a hint of fondness. But the next second, Zheng clapped a hand in front of him and questioned, "Cui Jilang, are you okay?"
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Cui Zhiyun was confused. "Problem? What problem?"
Zheng pursed her lips, slowly withdrawing her slightly aching palm and blowing on it. Then, she pointed seriously at her flat belly and said, "What's your problem? Cui Erlang, we've been trying hard, not every day, but every now and then. But it's been over a month, and there's still no movement in my belly? Oh my god, I'm calculating now, and it won't be that long since Chun left. If I don't get pregnant by the due date, will Mother-in-law—"
Zheng was anxious over there, but Cui Zhijun just sneered, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Does she know she's in a hurry now?
Wasn't it quite quick when you agreed to it?
Zheng scratched her head and pondered for a while, then turned to Cui Zhijun for help, "Erlang, I really haven't thought about what my mother-in-law would do if I can't get pregnant?"
Cui Zhijun looked at his carefree wife and found her even more adorable. His gaze suddenly changed as he looked at Taishi Zheng. He silently put the paper and pen on the table in proper order before asking Taishi Zheng in a deep voice, "Do you really want to know?"
Zheng didn't understand what Cui Zhijun meant at this moment, so she nodded foolishly. Then Cui Zhijun raised his eyebrows and beckoned her over.
"Then come here and I'll talk to you."
Zheng stared at the person in front of her, sensing something was amiss, but out of trust in him, she still stepped forward. Unexpectedly, just as Zheng stood in front of Cui Zhijun, Cui Zhijun took Cuo Cuo from her arms and placed her on the ground.
"Just get to the point, why did you put it there?" Zheng asked in surprise.
Cui Zhijun stood up wordlessly, holding her waist and laying her down on the desk. Leaning down and pressing slowly, Cui Zhijun's hot breath fell on Zheng's innocent face. Zheng curled her hands and listened to his whisper in her ear: "I lied to you. I don't know what mother will do. But I know that our ending will definitely not be good. But I've thought about it. If mother kicks us out of the house, I will go home with you. But before that, we can still try harder."
"Madam, what do you think?"
Cui Zhijun was getting bolder, and he was messing around again. His hands kept groping downwards, making Zheng cry out that she had been tricked. She gently pushed the solid chest in front of her and said angrily, "No, stop it now."
Cui Zhijun ignored the advice and continued to work hard.
"Well, Cui Erlang, you have become more and more shameless recently. Not only did you dare to lie to me, but after lying to me, you still want to... There is no such good thing, no way! Watch this--" Zheng said, picked up a book from the table and threw it at Cui Zhijun's face.
However, when the book slipped from Cui Zhijun's face, Zheng was stunned by the three words "Su Nu Jing" faintly visible under the colored paper.
At this time, Cui Zhijun was stunned by Taishi Zheng's attack and didn't know that he had been exposed. He shook his head, dispersing the silver stars that appeared in front of his eyes from time to time, and blurring his wife's surprised and frightened face. Cui Zhijun then subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at the two men's arms.
What is this thing...
Vegetarian! Female! Classic!
Cui Zhijun jumped up from the table in an instant, his face full of panic, "Xiao Zheng, listen to my explanation!!"
But Zheng refused to listen to his explanations. She quickly gathered her clothes and began to curse, "Cui Zhijun, you scoundrel! This, this book—you've been reading it!"
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Inside the Yinzhu Yatang, the young couple was in chaos.
Inside the Silver Sword Residence, which was separated by a wall, there were also quiet waves.
After dinner, Cang Yi was never idle. Seeing her holding the clothes that had been dried yesterday, he ran into the house to put them away.
What about Cui Zhijian? He was playing on the swing in the yard with Xiaoyu.
It seems that after living with them for more than half a month, the little girl has become more and more attached to them.
Although Cui Zhijian often teased and played tricks on the little girl, he really spoiled her.
No matter how tired or busy he was on duty, the first thing he did when he got home was to go to the little girl's room to check on her before he could wash and change his clothes. Then there were the swing, wooden horse, peach wood sword, and bamboo shield in the courtyard—all of which Cui Zhijian had made for the little girl himself during his limited rest time by going to Ginkgo Pavilion to ask Cui Zhi for help.
Cui Zhijian can be said to have no regrets.
Even Cangyi joked that if he didn't become a warrior in the future, he might as well be a carpenter.
No loss, no loss.
So, Xiaoyu now had Cang Yi looking after her on either side and Cui Zhijian loving her on the other. She smiled more and more often. Occasionally, she'd even dare to throw a tantrum at Cui Zhijian, who happily accepted it.
"Uncle, can you push Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu can't fly--" Xiaoyu sat on the swing with her little feet hanging down, not reaching the ground.
Cui Zhijian said "oh" when he heard it, and walked forward without daring to use any force, and gently twisted the rope and shook it.
But Xiaoyu tilted her head and asked doubtfully: "Uncle, can you push it faster?"
"Push faster?" Cui Zhijian didn't quite understand.
But because he was willing to do whatever the little girl asked, Cui Zhijian loosened the rope, stood behind Xiaoyu, rolled up his sleeves, and asked, "Sister Yu, how fast do you want to push?"
"Xiaoyu wants uncle to push as fast as possible." Xiaoyu cheered excitedly.
Cui Zhijian understood what the little girl meant and took a horse stance. After the Qi sank into his Dantian, Cui Zhijian suddenly pushed his palm to the little girl's back and said with emotion: "Hey, hey! Let's go to Sister Yu's——"
Unexpectedly, the journey would be long and arduous.
The swing didn't move, but the little girl fell on the muddy ground in front of the swing.
Cui Zhijian didn't know how to control himself and used too much force.
The little girl cried the moment she landed on the ground. Cui Zhijian cried out, "Oh no! He made a mistake again."
Fortunately, Cui Zhijian was very experienced. Before Cang Yi could ask, he stepped forward, picked up the little girl, and asked, "Don't cry, don't cry. Have you forgotten what your uncle told you? Be strong and brave, and don't be afraid of difficulties! Just tell your uncle where it hurts?"
Xiaoyu looked at Cui Zhijian with a tense face and pouting lips, and sobbed softly, "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu's back hurts--"
It turned out that the little girl didn't fall anywhere for a long time, it was just that Cui Zhijian's palm was too fierce.
Cui Zhijian quickly rubbed the little girl's back, confirming that her muscles and bones were not injured, and that she was only suffering superficial injuries. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Reaching out to wipe away the little girl's tears and snot, Cui Zhijian apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Yujie, it's all uncle's fault. He was too strong. This is too dangerous. Let's not play this. How about we try playing with wooden swords and shields?"
The little girl is the easiest to coax.
She instantly forgot the unpleasantness just now, turned around and ran to pick up the bamboo shield, "Then Xiaoyu will take this, and uncle will take the wooden sword!"
"Okay, then uncle, take the wooden sword." Cui Zhijian felt relieved to see that she did not hold a grudge.
Holding the peach wood sword, Cui Zhijian said to Xiaoyu: "If uncle attacks Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu will use the bamboo shield to block uncle's wooden sword, okay?"
Xiaoyu found it amusing and agreed without a second thought. Seeing the uncle and nephew acting aggressively in the courtyard, Cui Zhijian instructed Xiaoyu to act imposingly. Xiaoyu then frowned, bared her teeth, and raised her bamboo plaque, ready to face the wooden sword.
"Sister Yu, are you ready?"
"I'm ready."
But who knew that before he could finish his words, he would be hit by a sudden blow.
Before she could raise the bamboo shield above her head, Xiaoyu's previous fancy moves were no match for Cui Zhijian's wooden sword strike. The little girl didn't react at first, looking up until she felt something land on her head. Then, angrily, she threw the bamboo shield to the ground, clutching her injured head, and ran back inside, crying.
Cui Zhijian froze in his tracks. Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to clear himself from this...
Inside the house, Xiaoyu ran to the bed crying and threw herself into Cangyi's arms, crying, "Auntie, uncle bullies me, uncle bullies me."
Facing the little person in his arms, Cang Yi was a little surprised. Weren't the father and son fine just now? Why are they at odds now? Without paying attention to the things he was sorting, Cang Yi picked up Xiaoyu and comforted her, "Okay, okay. What did your uncle do to you? Tell your aunt, and she'll teach him a lesson for you."
Cang Yi walked out of the curtain with the child in his arms, stared at the stunned Cui Zhijian, and kicked him.
She knew without asking that it must be Cui Zhijian's problem.
This wasn't the first time this had happened. Cang Yi asked, "Cui Dalang, what have you done to us again?"
Cui Zhijian hesitated, "Nothing... nothing..."
"Nothing? Are you making our Xiaoyu so angry? What can you two tell me to say?" Cang Yi didn't believe it. She turned around and hugged the little girl and went to the bathroom. "Okay, Yubao, let's ignore uncle. Auntie will give you a bath, and after the bath, Auntie will tell you a story, okay?"
The little girl lay in Cang Yi's arms without saying a word.
Cui Zhijian, on the other end, suggested stealthily, "Wife, didn't she just wash it yesterday? Why don't we not wash it today..."
Cang Yi glanced back at Cui Zhijian and retorted, "Look at how dirty Xiaoyu is. How can she not wash it? Come on, if you have nothing to do, go put the things on the bed back in the wooden box."
After saying that, Cang Yi pushed open the bathroom door.
It wasn't until the water was boiled that Cang Yi saw the shallow slap mark on the little girl's back. He was immediately furious and shouted across the bathroom: "Cui! Zhi! Jian——"
But at that time, Cui Zhijian was lying on the bed in that room.
A face of peace...
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