Qi Yun supports Xu Bao's ambition to be prime minister. After all, every child has a dream, and he thinks it's okay to let his fat son dream.
Regardless of whether he is a businessman or an official in the imperial examination in the future, Qi Yun thinks it is good. After all, children must have their own choices.
It doesn't matter if he wants to be prime minister, who can stop him from thinking about it
As for whether it can be regarded as such, it depends on Xu Bao's own fortune.
But Xu Bao said that he wanted to take care of himself, Qi Yun was undecided, he just turned the "Young Learning Qionglin" to the father and son, and explained it to him word by word, especially the sentence "The bridge is high and the tree is raised, like the way of a father; Zimu is low and stooping, like a child's humbleness." It's like telling his fat son—
I am your father, you are my son, I will take care of you for the rest of your life, even if you become the prime minister, it will not work!
However, Qi Yun originally wanted to combat the wishful thinking of his son, but he did not expect that Xu Bao was delighted to hear it.
During dinner, he also showed off to Ye Jiao: "Daddy has read a lot of books to me!"
And this time Daddy read it very carefully and was very patient. Xu Bao felt very happy, and he smiled when he ate the egg custard.
Ye Jiao smiled and looked at Qi Yun while feeding him, and said, "You seem to be free today?" Otherwise, Qi Yun usually ran away when he heard that Xu Bao wanted to listen to the book, but today he was uncharacteristically insisting on studying for Xu Bao. .
Xu Bao tugged at Ye Jiao's sleeve and said to her, "Mother, Daddy is hurting Xu Bao." After that, Xu Bao's eyes stared at Ye Jiao's spoon, "Mother also loves Xu Bao." After he finished speaking, he opened his soft pink mouth and waited.
Ye Jiao hurriedly dug out another spoonful of egg custard, brought it to her mouth and tried the taste, and then fed it to Xu Bao, but she still said to Qi Yun, "Xiang Gong, how good you are to Xu Bao today."
Qi Erlang didn't speak, he just felt choked up.
He wanted to say that he was very busy today, not leisurely.
He also wants to say that he and Xu Bao have talked so much, not to coax him, but really want to make this silly boy remember to listen to himself in the future.
But when I asked just now, Xu Bao heard the little story clearly, and he also remembered and understood the words and sentences in it, but the truth that he should know is not taken seriously, his ambition is still to be a prime minister, and his goal is still Manage daddy.
As a result, Qi Yun had no choice but to say nothing in front of Ye Jiao that he was angry with this two-year-old fat son.
But seeing Xu Bao smugly eating the egg custard and his chubby face moving, Qi Yun did something he never thought of.
When Ye Jiao dug another spoonful of egg custard to test the temperature, Qi Yun suddenly grabbed Ye Jiao's wrist.
Then, he brought the spoon held by the woman to his mouth and opened his mouth to eat.
Ye Jiao: …
Xu Bao: ... !
The little fat man, who was still at ease just now, immediately reached out to grab Qi Yun, and shouted, "Daddy is bad! Spit it out!"
In fact, Qi Yun felt a little surprised when he ate the egg custard, and Qi Erlang never thought that he could do something like robbing his son for something to eat.
When Xu Bao was drinking milk before, it was a couple's love to grab it with him.
But still grabbing it now, that's just... on the spur of the moment.
In particular, the egg custard eaten by this child is different from that of adults. It has less oil, less salt, and no taste, which makes Qi Erlang feel more and more stupid just now.
Qi Yun swallowed the egg custard in his mouth, coughed lightly, stood up silently and said, "I'll go look at the account book again." Then he hurried to the next wing.
Ye Jiao looked at the egg custard and Xu Bao thoughtfully.
Seeing Xu Bao still pouting, Ye Jiao squeezed a piece of milk cake from the side and stuffed it into the little thing's mouth.
Most people who love to eat are always in a good mood. Xu Bao took a bite of the milk cake, and immediately smiled, looked at Ye Jiao, opened his mouth and waited for the next bite.
And when they were having supper at night, Ye Jiao was holding a bowl of chickpea porridge, while Qi Yun was silent while looking at the egg custard in her hand.
In the end, he still ate the egg custard little by little, then helped Ye Jiao to wipe his body, and then went to bed.
Now that Ye Jiao is pregnant for six months, her belly is slightly bigger and more lively than the last time she was pregnant with Xu Bao, and it is not always comfortable to sleep at night.
Occasionally, when the baby in her belly moved, Ye Jiao would wake up, sometimes several times at night.
After feeling the movement this time, the little ginseng opened his eyes again, first looked out the window, and could see the bright moonlight, and then felt a light or heavy feeling on his leg.
She raised her upper body slightly, and by the light, Ye Jiao saw the man who was pressing her legs.
This is not the first time Qi Yun has done this. When Ye Jiao was pregnant the last time, Qi Yun often got up and kneaded Ye Jiao when her legs were sore. Now it is easy to do it again.
Seeing that she was awake, Qi Yun stopped and wiped his hands with the handkerchief on the side, then lay down beside Ye Jiao and asked softly, "Why, the child is making trouble with you again? Or am I waking up? is you?"
Ye Jiao shook her head: "It's none of your business, it's just that the child moved."
Qi Yun gently wrapped around Ye Jiao's body, but her eyes were looking at the woman's bulging belly, and she lowered her voice: "Don't make trouble, your mother is sleepy, don't disturb her."
Hearing this, Ye Jiao blinked: "You said that, can the child hear it?"
Qi Yun said in a serious way: "If you talk more, you will hear it."
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but when Qi Yun finished speaking, the little guy was really honest, but Ye Jiao couldn't sleep.
Because of the sweltering heat in the midsummer, it is not so cool at night. Ye Jiao wanted to stretch out her hand and push Qi Yun. She felt that people were good everywhere, but she was always hot, and it was naturally good in winter. It was very comfortable to be together, but It gets dry in summer.
But when she put her hands on Qi Yun, Ye Jiao changed her mind, using her hands and feet to move towards Qi Yun, her thin arms hugging the man, her face buried in it.
And her knees were softly tucked between the man's legs and hooked to her side.
It looked very close, but looking at Ye Jiao's expression was not very happy.
Qi Yun's breathing stagnated, and then he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Ye Jiao hugged him tighter again, and then said, "Xianggong's body is cool, it's good to cool off in summer, but you're cold because your body isn't fully healed yet." Ye Jiao got closer again.
This will also give you more money for your family.
But when Qi Yun heard it, he felt it was both ironic and sultry.
The ironing is that Jiao Niang is thinking about herself all the time, and the sultry is that she is really close, and it is difficult to think about it.
So, it didn't take long for the little ginseng to find that the gentleman who was still cold just now suddenly became hot, especially his neck and cheeks, which were hot and completely lost the comfort he just felt.
She let go of Qi Yun and asked him with some doubts, "Xiang Gong, are you hot?"
Qi Yun didn't say anything, just sat up from the bed and lifted the soft and breathable gauze.
Then he turned his head to Ye Jiao and said, "If Jiao Niang is still hot, then we might as well go out for a walk, it's good to dissipate the heat a little."
She couldn't fall asleep either, so Ye Jiao nodded and helped Qi Yun to sit up and asked this person to help her put on her shoes and socks. Ye Jiao took a soft and breathable silk coat for him to wear, and the two left together. the house.
Outside, the night was quiet and the moon was as cool as water.
Not far from the bedroom is the gurgling stream. At night, cicadas and frogs croak, and the slight sound of the trickle can also be heard.
Even though Little Ginseng is not a person who likes to read poetry and books, she can't describe this kind of night scene, but she still thinks it looks good, and there is a slight smile on her face.
They didn't go far. Qi Yun thought that there were not only people in the mountain, but also some animals that ran down by accident. After all, Ye Jiao's belly was a lot bigger. Take a walk by the stream.
Summer nights are not as cool as spring and autumn, but the climate in the mountains is pleasant, so it is always cooler, but after walking for a while, Ye Jiao felt a lot more comfortable.
When the body was pierced, the mind became clear. Little Ginseng remembered something, turned to look at Qi Yun and said, "Xiang Gong, have you ever thought about the child's name?"
Qi Yun supported her attentively. Hearing the words, he said without thinking, "If it's a daughter, it's still called Qian'er. If it's a son, then choose one of 'Gui' and 'Hui'."
Ye Jiao blinked, just hearing the pronunciation, she couldn't tell the difference, she spread her hands to Qi Yun: "Write it for me to see."
Qi Yun stretched out her index finger and placed it lightly on Ye Jiao's palm to write.
Who knew that as soon as Qi Yun touched her, Ye Jiao couldn't stop laughing, as if she had touched the itch, she hurriedly retracted her hand, and put her back behind her to prevent him from touching it.
Qi Yun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. Instead of holding her hand, he squatted down, picked up a branch beside him, and wrote two words on the soft ground beside the stream.
Ye Jiao knows that people have to have some rules in naming names, and they should be ranked according to the number, or they should use the same radical, so that they can be seen at a glance that they are related by blood, and it can be regarded as a way to strengthen the relationship between brothers. a way.
The stone is called Qi Du, Xubao is called Qi Ce, and these two characters written by Qi Yun also start with bamboo.
It's just that Ye Jiao didn't quite understand what they meant, so she didn't even ask, she just glanced at it and pointed with her finger: "Call this."
Seeing that she chose 'Gui', Qi Yun couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
In fact, according to the meaning, Ji refers to books and books, and Ji refers to ancient bamboo wares, both of which are elegant things. No matter which one is a good character, Qi Yun still wants to hear what Ye Jiao thinks.
The little ginseng said to him seriously: "There are too many strokes on the right. If you really use this word, I'm afraid it will take a while to learn to write names in the future."
Qi Yun: ... what the lady said makes sense.
Holding back his laughter, Qi Yun nodded and drew a circle on the word 'Gui': "Then choose this one. I'll write it down and save it later. If I won't use it this time, I can use it next time."
This was meant to tease her, but when Ye Jiao heard it, she nodded: "Of course, she has to save it, and she will need it in the future."
Hearing this, Qi Yun responded with a smile, got up, wiped his hands, and then supported Ye Jiao again, and the two walked back slowly.
It was probably because she was a little tired from walking around outside, Ye Jiao fell asleep as soon as she lay down, and didn't wake up until the next day when it was bright.
After waking up, Qi Yun didn't disturb her. He took Mrs. Zhu from the side and placed it by Ye Jiao's side so that she could hug her. Then he got up lightly and went to read the book.
But before Qi Yun opened the book, he heard a soft knock on the door.
Afraid of waking Ye Jiao, Qi Yun immediately walked over to open the door and whispered to Xiao Su outside, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Su also guessed that her second young grandmother didn't wake up, and consciously lowered her voice: "Back to the second young master's words, Liu Si is here, saying that the third young master has something for him to bring, and it is in the front hall right now. , Second Young Master, let's take a look."
Qi Yun frowned slightly when he heard the words.
Liu Si is Qi Ming's companion reading. He has always been sensible and will not go out casually. Moreover, it is now May, and the township exam is less than three months away. The third brother of his family should study hard in the academy. Major events will definitely not let the companions around me go up the mountain to find me.
Qi Yun didn't delay, just put the book down, turned around, closed the door gently, and then walked out of the courtyard and asked, "Did he say something?"
"No, just listened to Brother Zheng, Liu Si looked at him in a hurry, thinking it was an urgent matter."
Qi Yun happened to see Tie Zi guarding the courtyard gate at this moment, and he said to Xiao Su: "You don't have to follow, just stand outside the door, if Jiao Niang wakes up and waits for her to get up, say I'll be right back."
Xiao Su immediately stopped and said respectfully, "Yes."
And Qi Yun took the iron and walked towards the front hall.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Liusi spinning in place. Even though it was a cool summer morning and all sides were transparent, layers of sweat were already on Liusi's head.
Seeing Qi Yun entering the door, Liu Si hurriedly trotted over and said, "Second, two, two, young master, third young master, third young master asked me to come and find you."
Qi Yun asked Tie Zi to give him a cup of tea, and then said, "Don't worry, speak slowly."
Liusi stuttered a little, and the more anxious the stuttering was, the more serious it was.
After pouring a glass of water, his expression calmed down a bit, and his mouth became more neat than before: "Second young master, yes, the third young master asked me to come. He said that his box was robbed!"
Qi Yun was stunned for a moment, and then immediately asked, "What about people, is there anything wrong with people?"
"It's okay, people are okay, but the inkstone, inkstone table, and copybooks of the third young master are all inside."
Qi Yun had another bad premonition: "What inkstone, what copybook?"
Liu Si poured another cup of tea, and then said: "The third young master said that the inkstone and copybook were given by his righteous brother, and they were all packed inside."