If you are really bored, Qing'er is still his crutch. She can barely take a few steps in the yard with her right hand and relax.
That day, Xiao Fang drove out to do business with a ox cart. Wuyue and Qing'er also took a ride together. After I got back from the business, I saw that it was already noon. Wuyue was so hungry that she was ruthless. Seeing that there was no shop around, let alone restaurants, etc., I said with regret: I originally wanted to buy some delicious food while I was out to play and reward this girl, but it seemed that money was useless here!
Qing'er held his arm and said: I'm fine. Brother Fang brought those things very well. You may not be used to it, right?
According to Xiao Fang, these Yehe tribes make a living by hunting and animal husbandry. Their lifestyle is very single and there is nothing to trade. Every household has similar food and utensils.
In addition, Xiao Fang also told him that every time the people here come back from hunting, they have to take out the prey they get. The nobles, widowed elderly and children can get more, while others share equally. The people here have a weak concept of private property ownership, so there are fewer transactions between tribes and people.
Finally, Xiao Fang smiled and said: Money in Yehe Castle is really useless, but it is not a problem if you want to play tooth sacrifice. Even if you come with me, you will drive the ox cart and bring the two into a family.
A young and strong man was waving an axe in the yard to chop firewood. When he saw the three of them coming in, he hurried forward and greeted Xiao Fang while invited the three of them into the lobby.
The strong man smiled and said a lot, but Wuyue couldn't understand it. Xiao Fang turned around and smiled at him: He is treating us to dinner, everyone here is like this. When you go to any house, sit down and eat. It's quite enthusiastic!
After a while, an equally strong young woman brought a big tiled bowl. Behind her was a little boy of three or four years old. She had a wide leather and big face like many children here, and her big eyes were like the lucky boy in the painting. She was very cute. Wuyue and Qing'er liked it very much, so she made her playful.
The young woman brought a few wooden plates, took out food from the soup of the tiled bowl, and put them into the wooden plate in front of each person.
Wuyue looked up and saw a large piece of boiled white meat on the plate, which was red and radiated with heat, and was fat and thin, but I didn’t know if it was mutton, pork or other meat?
After roughly seeing his doubts, Xiao Fang smiled and said: This is roe deer meat, a wild animal hunted from the mountains. It is hard to see in the Central Plains. It can be eaten, it is quite delicious!
Wu Yue saw the strong man saying a few words and made an invitation gesture. He had neither chopsticks nor knife. He grabbed the piece of roe deer on the plate and ate it. The young woman took a piece of meat and fed it to the little boy with a piece of meat, her eyes full of kindness.
Wuyue and Xiao Fang are not polite, pick up the meat and eat it
Xiao Fang said it well. Roe deer is rarely seen in the Central Plains. At least when he went out, he never saw roe deer meat in the restaurant. But he often saw this thing in Muyun Mansion. When he was eating with his wife, he would almost always have it every few days. She always said that eating this kind of meat would grow, and she had to force him to eat it, but it was not for his stomach and intestines. She often didn't eat because of this, and would rather have hunger. She even got beaten several times because of it.
The same food is cooked more roughly, but when he is hungry, he eats it with relish
Qing'er was helping the young woman feed the child. When the people on the table were almost finished eating, the young woman picked up her plate and sat on the side. She greeted Qing'er and ate quickly.
Qing'er asked the young woman to have a knife, cut off one-third of the piece of meat on her plate and ate it. She turned around and asked Xiao Fang silly: Brother Fang, can I take away the rest?
Xiao Fang nodded and smiled: Of course
He asked the strong man to come and wrap a small piece of clean animal skin for her and said: The animal skin is much more common in this place than cloth.
Wuyue felt that it was really impolite to come to a stranger's house as a guest. Eat someone else's house and take other people's house. She glared at her dissatisfiedly: Did you leave it for your father?
Qing'er nodded. He couldn't say anything else. Although her behavior was very ignorant, her filial piety was beyond reproach.
After that, the three of them bid farewell to the hunter and wandered around the castle for an afternoon before returning.
In the evening, Wuyue took the bones sent by Xiao Fang. She ate this every day and was a little bit greasy. She was about to chew it, but Qing'er hurriedly took out the piece of roe deer meat and handed it to him.
He said wonder: Didn’t this be left for your father? How can I do it...
Qing'er forced herself into his hand, and her eyes were red and said: You can eat it, I'm leaving it for you.
He looked at Qing'er in confusion, she nodded at him and whispered: You treat me almost the same as my father.
He stopped talking, and chewed his head and leaned against him and watched him eat.
He turned his head and frowned and said: What are you doing? He keeps staring at me, so why do I have the nerve to eat?
Qing'er murmured: I remember the young master said that your child is already in the wife's belly. Do you want to give birth to a boy or a girl?
He really didn't think about this problem seriously. He focused for a while and said vaguely while gnawing: If the son can inherit his father's business, his daughter is well-behaved and smart, and it's pretty good, so that's fine!
Qing'er said: My daughter can also inherit her father's business, that's how I am!
Wuyue laughed, and the meat dump in her mouth almost spit out: Stop doing it, take over the begging job from her father, can it be considered inheritance to continue his begging career? Haha~ It’s so funny!
Qing'er glared and said: Don't always underestimate people so much? One day I will make you big... Then I felt it was inappropriate, so I hurriedly stopped talking, stretched out my hand and twisted it on my arm, and it was so painful that I grinned my teeth.
Wuyue said: I have always remembered the motto of Zhuge Yisheng being cautious, and I never dared to underestimate anyone, but you... After saying that, I kept shaking my head and sighing, a child was instructive.
Xiao Fang has a lot of things to do and doesn't have much time to chat with him. He and Qing'er have nothing to say. After dinner, they spent half an hour meditating and practicing, they were bored in the house and had to lie down and go to bed early.
Although people lack sleep, they will be dizzy, but if they lie all day long, they can only sleep except for random thoughts. The taste is also very bad. They are dizzy and have many strange dreams at night.
Wuyue is even more so. Some dreams make him feel terrified, some make him sad, and some make him confused.
Recently, Qing'er, like him, often has nightmares and is sleeping poorly
In the middle of the night, he was awakened by a crying sound again. In the darkness, but listening to Qing'er was calling her father while choking. He reached out to shake her body. He didn't respond for a long time. The sob became more and more sad. He knew that she was sleeping in a nightmare again.
He knew the terrible nightmare, so he hurriedly crawled over and patted her face, calling out: Girl, wake up~ wake up Ah!
After several calls, Qing'er's shoulders were twitching slightly calmer. She didn't know if she woke up, she turned over in a daze, crawled into his arms and kept sobbing, murmured: Dad~My Dad Ah...
He will be a father in less than half a year. After being mentioned by Lover once, he often fantasizes about what his child will look like after he is born?
Lover's expression of relying on others aroused his father's love, and he couldn't help but love her even more
He called out a few more times, Qing'er seemed to be a little awake, and while half asleep and half awake, she lay in his arms and sobbed: Young Master, is it you?
He said with pain: It's Ah, of course it's me. You have a nightmare again. Have you dreamed of your father?
Qing'er muttered to herself: Young Master, I, I really want to...
Wuyue: What do you think?
Qing'er raised her head and looked at him blankly. Her face was very hazy in the darkness, of course his.
She murmured: I'm so happy, I want to call you Dad... These times I run away with you, it feels like I'm going back to the days I was with my dad. It's like serving you like being filial to Dad. It's so happy and satisfying...
Wuyue smiled. Is this kind of life called happiness?
I couldn't help but have a father's love attack and said dotingly: If you want to, just call me, my good daughter
Dad~ This voice was so cute and glutinous, with a little coquettishness that made his bones sniffle all over his body. He couldn't help but tighten her petite body and murmured: Good daughter, Dad will love you very much, just like your real father...
Qing'er leaned over her dark and dirty little face and said in a dream: Dad, can you kiss my daughter?
In the darkness, the outlines can only be seen clearly. No matter how dirty or clean the face looks the same, the outline is pretty good. So this dark face gradually turned into the pink little face of his unborn daughter in his eyes. He couldn't help but kiss her left and right face, and her body trembled slightly.
He couldn't help but feel ache. The pain of losing his father had a great blow to the child. He had not yet gotten out of that painful psychological shadow. He felt that she seemed to have a serious tendency to love father...
Dad, do you love your daughter? The faint whispers of love in the darkness are like crying and complaining
Of course I love my good daughter! There are no parents in the world who don’t love their children. He closed his eyes and said to his daughter who had not yet been born in his mind.
The lovely voice echoed in the room: Dad... My daughter loves you very much! My daughter is willing to be happy and let my father love me for the rest of his life... Don't leave me behind, okay?
The father in heaven opened his arms and looked at her with a loving face. She suddenly threw herself into his arms, and was deeply attached. The embrace in the dream and the embrace in reality were so warm, gradually overlapping, bringing her a sense of peace and joy. She has been used to falling asleep in such embrace since she was a child...
He patted her body, OK...you keep sleeping, I'm here, don't be afraid...
Some people say that my daughter was my father’s partner in the previous life. Do you think? I feel good about you. I was really your daughter in the previous life... This is her last sentence before she fell asleep
His heart was shocked, last life?
Could it be that she is Feng Li in her dream, and she is reincarnated and reincarnated to come to me?
Dizzy~How could it be?
Why did Fengli remember to be reincarnated after so many years?
His eyelids gradually became heavier and his mind gradually became blurred...
That day, Xiao Fang drove out to do business with a ox cart. Wuyue and Qing'er also took a ride together. After I got back from the business, I saw that it was already noon. Wuyue was so hungry that she was ruthless. Seeing that there was no shop around, let alone restaurants, etc., I said with regret: I originally wanted to buy some delicious food while I was out to play and reward this girl, but it seemed that money was useless here!
Qing'er held his arm and said: I'm fine. Brother Fang brought those things very well. You may not be used to it, right?
According to Xiao Fang, these Yehe tribes make a living by hunting and animal husbandry. Their lifestyle is very single and there is nothing to trade. Every household has similar food and utensils.
In addition, Xiao Fang also told him that every time the people here come back from hunting, they have to take out the prey they get. The nobles, widowed elderly and children can get more, while others share equally. The people here have a weak concept of private property ownership, so there are fewer transactions between tribes and people.
Finally, Xiao Fang smiled and said: Money in Yehe Castle is really useless, but it is not a problem if you want to play tooth sacrifice. Even if you come with me, you will drive the ox cart and bring the two into a family.
A young and strong man was waving an axe in the yard to chop firewood. When he saw the three of them coming in, he hurried forward and greeted Xiao Fang while invited the three of them into the lobby.
The strong man smiled and said a lot, but Wuyue couldn't understand it. Xiao Fang turned around and smiled at him: He is treating us to dinner, everyone here is like this. When you go to any house, sit down and eat. It's quite enthusiastic!
After a while, an equally strong young woman brought a big tiled bowl. Behind her was a little boy of three or four years old. She had a wide leather and big face like many children here, and her big eyes were like the lucky boy in the painting. She was very cute. Wuyue and Qing'er liked it very much, so she made her playful.
The young woman brought a few wooden plates, took out food from the soup of the tiled bowl, and put them into the wooden plate in front of each person.
Wuyue looked up and saw a large piece of boiled white meat on the plate, which was red and radiated with heat, and was fat and thin, but I didn’t know if it was mutton, pork or other meat?
After roughly seeing his doubts, Xiao Fang smiled and said: This is roe deer meat, a wild animal hunted from the mountains. It is hard to see in the Central Plains. It can be eaten, it is quite delicious!
Wu Yue saw the strong man saying a few words and made an invitation gesture. He had neither chopsticks nor knife. He grabbed the piece of roe deer on the plate and ate it. The young woman took a piece of meat and fed it to the little boy with a piece of meat, her eyes full of kindness.
Wuyue and Xiao Fang are not polite, pick up the meat and eat it
Xiao Fang said it well. Roe deer is rarely seen in the Central Plains. At least when he went out, he never saw roe deer meat in the restaurant. But he often saw this thing in Muyun Mansion. When he was eating with his wife, he would almost always have it every few days. She always said that eating this kind of meat would grow, and she had to force him to eat it, but it was not for his stomach and intestines. She often didn't eat because of this, and would rather have hunger. She even got beaten several times because of it.
The same food is cooked more roughly, but when he is hungry, he eats it with relish
Qing'er was helping the young woman feed the child. When the people on the table were almost finished eating, the young woman picked up her plate and sat on the side. She greeted Qing'er and ate quickly.
Qing'er asked the young woman to have a knife, cut off one-third of the piece of meat on her plate and ate it. She turned around and asked Xiao Fang silly: Brother Fang, can I take away the rest?
Xiao Fang nodded and smiled: Of course
He asked the strong man to come and wrap a small piece of clean animal skin for her and said: The animal skin is much more common in this place than cloth.
Wuyue felt that it was really impolite to come to a stranger's house as a guest. Eat someone else's house and take other people's house. She glared at her dissatisfiedly: Did you leave it for your father?
Qing'er nodded. He couldn't say anything else. Although her behavior was very ignorant, her filial piety was beyond reproach.
After that, the three of them bid farewell to the hunter and wandered around the castle for an afternoon before returning.
In the evening, Wuyue took the bones sent by Xiao Fang. She ate this every day and was a little bit greasy. She was about to chew it, but Qing'er hurriedly took out the piece of roe deer meat and handed it to him.
He said wonder: Didn’t this be left for your father? How can I do it...
Qing'er forced herself into his hand, and her eyes were red and said: You can eat it, I'm leaving it for you.
He looked at Qing'er in confusion, she nodded at him and whispered: You treat me almost the same as my father.
He stopped talking, and chewed his head and leaned against him and watched him eat.
He turned his head and frowned and said: What are you doing? He keeps staring at me, so why do I have the nerve to eat?
Qing'er murmured: I remember the young master said that your child is already in the wife's belly. Do you want to give birth to a boy or a girl?
He really didn't think about this problem seriously. He focused for a while and said vaguely while gnawing: If the son can inherit his father's business, his daughter is well-behaved and smart, and it's pretty good, so that's fine!
Qing'er said: My daughter can also inherit her father's business, that's how I am!
Wuyue laughed, and the meat dump in her mouth almost spit out: Stop doing it, take over the begging job from her father, can it be considered inheritance to continue his begging career? Haha~ It’s so funny!
Qing'er glared and said: Don't always underestimate people so much? One day I will make you big... Then I felt it was inappropriate, so I hurriedly stopped talking, stretched out my hand and twisted it on my arm, and it was so painful that I grinned my teeth.
Wuyue said: I have always remembered the motto of Zhuge Yisheng being cautious, and I never dared to underestimate anyone, but you... After saying that, I kept shaking my head and sighing, a child was instructive.
Xiao Fang has a lot of things to do and doesn't have much time to chat with him. He and Qing'er have nothing to say. After dinner, they spent half an hour meditating and practicing, they were bored in the house and had to lie down and go to bed early.
Although people lack sleep, they will be dizzy, but if they lie all day long, they can only sleep except for random thoughts. The taste is also very bad. They are dizzy and have many strange dreams at night.
Wuyue is even more so. Some dreams make him feel terrified, some make him sad, and some make him confused.
Recently, Qing'er, like him, often has nightmares and is sleeping poorly
In the middle of the night, he was awakened by a crying sound again. In the darkness, but listening to Qing'er was calling her father while choking. He reached out to shake her body. He didn't respond for a long time. The sob became more and more sad. He knew that she was sleeping in a nightmare again.
He knew the terrible nightmare, so he hurriedly crawled over and patted her face, calling out: Girl, wake up~ wake up Ah!
After several calls, Qing'er's shoulders were twitching slightly calmer. She didn't know if she woke up, she turned over in a daze, crawled into his arms and kept sobbing, murmured: Dad~My Dad Ah...
He will be a father in less than half a year. After being mentioned by Lover once, he often fantasizes about what his child will look like after he is born?
Lover's expression of relying on others aroused his father's love, and he couldn't help but love her even more
He called out a few more times, Qing'er seemed to be a little awake, and while half asleep and half awake, she lay in his arms and sobbed: Young Master, is it you?
He said with pain: It's Ah, of course it's me. You have a nightmare again. Have you dreamed of your father?
Qing'er muttered to herself: Young Master, I, I really want to...
Wuyue: What do you think?
Qing'er raised her head and looked at him blankly. Her face was very hazy in the darkness, of course his.
She murmured: I'm so happy, I want to call you Dad... These times I run away with you, it feels like I'm going back to the days I was with my dad. It's like serving you like being filial to Dad. It's so happy and satisfying...
Wuyue smiled. Is this kind of life called happiness?
I couldn't help but have a father's love attack and said dotingly: If you want to, just call me, my good daughter
Dad~ This voice was so cute and glutinous, with a little coquettishness that made his bones sniffle all over his body. He couldn't help but tighten her petite body and murmured: Good daughter, Dad will love you very much, just like your real father...
Qing'er leaned over her dark and dirty little face and said in a dream: Dad, can you kiss my daughter?
In the darkness, the outlines can only be seen clearly. No matter how dirty or clean the face looks the same, the outline is pretty good. So this dark face gradually turned into the pink little face of his unborn daughter in his eyes. He couldn't help but kiss her left and right face, and her body trembled slightly.
He couldn't help but feel ache. The pain of losing his father had a great blow to the child. He had not yet gotten out of that painful psychological shadow. He felt that she seemed to have a serious tendency to love father...
Dad, do you love your daughter? The faint whispers of love in the darkness are like crying and complaining
Of course I love my good daughter! There are no parents in the world who don’t love their children. He closed his eyes and said to his daughter who had not yet been born in his mind.
The lovely voice echoed in the room: Dad... My daughter loves you very much! My daughter is willing to be happy and let my father love me for the rest of his life... Don't leave me behind, okay?
The father in heaven opened his arms and looked at her with a loving face. She suddenly threw herself into his arms, and was deeply attached. The embrace in the dream and the embrace in reality were so warm, gradually overlapping, bringing her a sense of peace and joy. She has been used to falling asleep in such embrace since she was a child...
He patted her body, OK...you keep sleeping, I'm here, don't be afraid...
Some people say that my daughter was my father’s partner in the previous life. Do you think? I feel good about you. I was really your daughter in the previous life... This is her last sentence before she fell asleep
His heart was shocked, last life?
Could it be that she is Feng Li in her dream, and she is reincarnated and reincarnated to come to me?
Dizzy~How could it be?
Why did Fengli remember to be reincarnated after so many years?
His eyelids gradually became heavier and his mind gradually became blurred...
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