Chapter 97

    Hua Yue was talking to shopkeeper Zhao in a low voice when the corner of her skirt was suddenly pulled.

    “Mother.” Youjie called her.

    Hua Yue turned around, lowered her body and asked him, “What’s wrong?”

    “This.” He raised the medicine bag with both hands above his head, and looked at her with watery eyes, “I did it.”

    It was a surprise, Huayue reached out and took him into her arms with the medicine bag: “You did it, no wonder your father is so angry, then you take it back to find father.”

    Shaking her head, Youjie took the medicine bag and stuffed it behind her: “Dad said that my mother has a backache and wants this, so I made it for my mother.”

    Huayue reached out and took the medicine bag and put it behind her, Huayue was a little stunned, she was used to Shifu’s thoughtfulness, after all, she was brought up as a child, but Yujie… This child has a natural temperament It’s cold, and he’s not close to her, so he thinks of her without any complaints?

     Her heart softened a little, she hugged the child tightly, and said with guilt: “You are so young, how can you do it?”

    Youmi said straightforwardly: “Ask Uncle Wen to take the medicinal materials, put them in a cloth bag, and ask Dad to sew them.”

    Suddenly laughed, Huayue shook her head: “How can your father sew things?”

    “He will.” You said, “He sewed clothes for me.”

    Li Jingyun, Li Sanye, sewing clothes for children? Hua Yue was stunned, and subconsciously reached out and touched the child’s forehead.

    “Really.” He looked serious, “The children of other families all have clothes that their mothers sew, and if their fathers refuse to lose, they also sew them.”

    The shopkeeper Zhao opposite looked at her expression, and couldn’t help but said, “This child is so caring, why are you sad.”

    The ends of her eyes were red, and Huayue said in a muffled voice, “My heart is lost.”

      It would be too much to want to exchange Shi Fang with him.

    It is difficult for an honest official to cut off housework, so the shopkeeper Zhao didn’t ask much more, he just smiled and turned his head: “I’ll have lunch later, what would this young master want to eat?”

    You Jie glanced at him and replied politely: “Dragon and phoenix dance in full bloom.”

    Manager Zhao: “?”

    Hua Yue squeezed him dumbfoundedly: “Little Master, there are no official dishes in this small place.”

    Dragon Feifeng Dance is a wild game stew that is often found in Jinghua Treasures Pavilion.

     wrinkled her face, You Jie said to the shopkeeper Zhao: “Then I will bring my mother to eat.”

    Treasurer Zhao wanted to treat guests to dinner, and when a two-year-old child said that, he was quite unable to retort.

    If Shi, Huayue may scold him for being nonsense, but Yujie opened her mouth, she just wanted to stick to it, and nodded to the man opposite: “He can’t stay much in the town. God, forgive me, I will go to the town restaurant for lunch and put it on my account.”

    “If you don’t go to eat with that uncle, you won’t be able to dance anywhere else.” Huayue tapped the tip of his nose, “Would you like to make lunch for you and your brother?”

     Eyes lit up, Youjie nodded, then squeezed his fingers in embarrassment and asked, “Can Daddy come to eat?”

    The face is slightly stiff, Huayue is slightly embarrassed: “This…”

    “Daddy is good, he can cook by himself, you can ignore him.” Youjie pursed her lips and said in a low voice, “I just want to see, to see my parents sitting and eating together. What is it like.”

    As expected of a child taught by Li Jingyun, this long sentence, although intermittent, is very clear, so clear that she can’t even pretend she doesn’t understand.

    After a long silence, Hua Yue said: “If your father saves face, then come.”

    Yousuke jumped out of her arms and ran out.

    ***

    At a quarter of noon, Huayue and Shuangzhe went in and out of the ground and placed chopsticks, and the two children were already sitting obediently on the stool.

    Youjie looked at the rare dishes on this table and swallowed hard.

     Shi Fa asked inexplicably: “What are you craving?”

    “These.” Youjie pursed her lips, “I haven’t eaten them.”

    Even if he was on the march, he ate the best soups. Where have he seen tofu, cabbage and egg soup. Shi Xiang was tired of eating and muttered, “It’s not delicious.”

    Yousuke gave him a stern look.

    Shi Xiang felt very innocent and wanted to cry, but he was afraid that his mother would be called, so he could only bear it.

    After a while, the good-looking big brother… No, I heard that it was his father. His father came in, brought two plates of dishes, and placed them in the middle of the table.

    Shi Xiang stood up and looked, his eyes widened: “Again!”

    “It’s meat.” Youjie glanced at the elbow and glutinous rice chicken with a greasy look. Although it melted in your mouth, he was still young and didn’t like to eat so greasy.

    Shuang Jiang came in and bumped into Li Jingyun, her expression immediately became complicated.

    “This lord.” She said, “You don’t have to go to the restaurant to serve the dishes, there is enough food for today.”

    Li Jingyun glanced at her and pursed her lips.

    Youjie helped: “Daddy made this himself, my brother has never tasted it.”

    Frostfall: “…”

    Is it a lie, Li Jingyun can cook? The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, how is it possible for a person like him to meet Yusuke’s very serious little eyes, Shuang Jiang swallowed the doubts in his mouth, and sat down at the table suspiciously.

      Accompanied by a nanmu coffin.”

    Frost fell for a while, her face suddenly turned blue, and she stood up: “What do you want to do?”

    It was the coffin that her father had prepared before he died. After her death, she secretly hid all the gold, silver and jewelry on her body. It was buried very deep. day of discovery.

    Looking up calmly, Li Jingyun looked at her: “I have people relocated and re-entered the soil. If you want to go back to Jinghua one day, go and have a look.”

    After that, handed her a piece of paper with the place written on it.

    Hua Yue finished the last dish and brought it in, and everyone was already seated. She didn’t look at Li Jingyun, just put the dishes down, and said to Shuang, “Move the chopsticks.”

    Fastly put away the note, Shuang Jiang wiped his face, and raised his chin to Li Jingyun with a complicated expression: “The guest moves first.”

    Hua Yue raised her eyebrows, quite unexpectedly. Shuang Jiang didn’t like seeing Li Jingyun very much, and thought that she would definitely ignore this meal, but she was unexpectedly polite.

    Li Jingyun did not refuse, and took the chopsticks to pick up the dishes, and the two children also moved.

      What he does it himself.

    No one spoke at the table, and the atmosphere was strangely stuffy. Youjie glanced at his father while he was eating.

    Hua Yue was stunned, and said in a muffled voice, “You’re welcome.”

    “It’s not polite.” Li Jingyun said, “I am happy.”

    You Jie shook her head and looked at him angrily.

    “…” To ease his tone, Li Jingyun said, “You are too weak, eat some meat to make up for it.”

    Hua Yue glanced at Youjie, coughed lightly and whispered: “Sir, you don’t have to do this, these two children are not stupid, you can tell if they are acting or not.”

     Scooped a bowl of soup and put it in her hand, Li Jingyun looked at her sideways: “How do you know I’m acting?”

    “It’s not for acting, how could you be in a hurry to be nice to me?” Hua Yue sneered.

    “Hmm.” He nodded.

    Glancing at her expression from the corner of the eye, Li Jingyun snorted: “Do you think it’s strange that someone like me, who is lawless and invisible, would bow his head to you?”

    These words used to describe herself are too accurate, Huayue couldn’t help laughing: “Indeed.”

      Shuang Jiang quickly handed over the handkerchief, Hua Yue waved her hand, took out what she was wearing, and wiped her face.

    Li Jingyun squinted at the square scarf in her hand, and said in a muffled voice, “You didn’t take the divorce letter when you left, so it stands to reason that you can’t remarry.”

    Where did this come from? Hua Yue bowed her head, but found that she was holding the handkerchief that Shopkeeper Zhao had given her earlier, and she had been carrying it all the time, and she had not had time to wash it and return it.

    She raised her eyebrows and looked at him again.

    Li Jingyun had no expression on his face, but the things in his eyes were very complicated. The chopsticks poked the tofu in the bowl, and he didn’t look at her.

    She was suddenly a little curious: “If I have to remarry, do I have to ask you to write a letter of divorce?”

    And then beg him, he will use various methods to humiliate and embarrass her, the old tricks, she is very familiar with.

    “If you really want to marry another, I will write you a divorce letter.”

    My eyes widened in disbelief, and Huayue looked at him left and right, wanting to touch his face to see if there was a human skin mask. How could the third master be so generous?

    “But.” He spoke again.

      Sitting up straight, she waited earnestly for his next words.

    Li Jingyun looked at her, the hard things in her eyes melted a little, and her voice softened: “But before you want to marry another, can you…”

    “Can you think more about it?”