After a full meal of pork at Daxiangguo Temple, Zheng Ping's family of three went home contentedly.
Yun Yanhui's attitude towards Luran has improved a few levels, and he has to respect Luran even for this pork!
Before leaving, Lingran sent Yunyan back a book of scriptures.
Yun Yan returned it to Zheng Ping and put it away, and told Lingran that she was currently learning calligraphy, and she just used it as a copybook to learn calligraphy when she returned.
Knowing is very happy, under such immersion, even if Yun Yanhui does not have the heart to become a monk, he will be nurtured. Besides, it is not so easy to become a monk these days. You have to pass the exam, and the exam content is of course the scriptures.
Yun Yan threw a kiss back to understand, "Master, I'll see you next time (chi) you (rou)."
On the way back, Shuang Yi asked Yun Yanhui suspiciously, "Brother Yan, what do you mean?" After speaking, she learned the gesture of Yun Yanhui throwing a kiss.
Yun Yanhui put her palm against her palm, made a "mua" sound, and then held the empty kiss, accompanied by a "咻咻" voice in a parabolic shape, and sent it to Zheng Ping's face.
"This is called the space."
Zheng Ping burst out laughing.
It can be understood from the distance, and Momoda can be seen from the demonstration just now that it is an onomatopoeia.
Shuang Yi understood, laughed, and blew a kiss to Zheng Ping, "Brother Yan is so smart, last time we heard someone talking at Xiangguo Temple, didn't they say a trick of 'fighting cattle from the air', this It can also be spaced apart.”
- The "talking" here does not refer to ordinary chat, but to the modern storytelling. At this time, it is called talking, and the book used is called the book.
Yun Yan became happy and nodded straight.
Zheng Ping only felt that her son was a lot more cheerful. At first, Yun Yan was rather bored after being injured, but she may have been frightened and became a lot more sensible. After moving to Bianliang, she gradually became more cheerful. Some small movements were still the same as before, even more like his father, and Zheng Ping never suspected that she had changed.
In particular, seeing her son being so close to her sister and brother made Zheng Ping feel warm. When her husband was not around, it was her best consolation.
Zheng Ping took her son and adopted daughter back in a relaxed mood. At this time, it was not too late. When she walked to the front of the courtyard, she saw Hu Sanniang holding Xiaobao in the next courtyard.
"Third sister, we are back."
When Hu Sanniang turned around, her face was full of anxiety, "You're back, someone came to your house in the afternoon to look for you, saying that there was news about your family's Yun Dalang."
Zheng Ping was stunned, her heart filled with ecstasy, "Really? Where is the person?"
"If you didn't come back after waiting for a long time, the man said that he had something to do, so he went back first, leaving an address and asking you to find him tomorrow." Hu Sanniang said.
"I'll go now." Zheng Ping couldn't wait until tomorrow, she couldn't wait to entrust Yun Yanhui and Shuangyi to Hu Sanniang, and hurriedly left when she asked for the address.
Hu Sanniang was hesitant, but Zheng Ping, who was surprised, didn't notice it at all.
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After Zheng Ping left, Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law also came out with Liu Ye and asked Liu Ye to accompany Shuangyi to dinner.
Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law, still holding Hu Bing, came to feed Yun Yan back to eat.
At this time, Hu Sanniang said worriedly to her mother-in-law: "What can I do about this, although the person said that the matter was very important and he wanted to tell Mrs. Zheng personally, but listening to that tone, Yun Da was afraid that there was more luck than luck. Brother Yan is still so young. , in case Mrs. Zheng can't stand this stimulation..."
Her mother-in-law sighed, "It's just a matter of fate, we can't do anything about it. It's a pity that Mrs. Zheng is such a good person."
Yun Yanhui, who had heard everything, quietly frowned.
Father Yun, who had been missing for a long time, suddenly had news. It was not good news. If it was true, then Zheng Ping would really be greatly stimulated. Judging from her usual appearance, she knew that she was very affectionate. If there is no news, I can comfort myself, if there is no hope...
Knowing that she should follow along, Zheng Ping might be better when she sees her son.
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Zheng Ping went out before it was dark until the end of the month, and Zheng Ping hadn't appeared. Fortunately, there was no curfew at this time.
Hu Sanniang's family discussed it, and finally Hu Sanniang and her husband went out to find Zheng Ping.
Shuang Yi didn't realize what happened, and played with Liu Ye.
Yun Yan returned to sit next to Xiao Bao who was asleep, full of worry. Although Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law advised him to go to bed quickly, he still couldn't do it.
Although they had only been together for less than three months, because of the subtle connection with this body and the care of Zheng Ping, he couldn't help but care about Zheng Ping from the bottom of his heart.
After another half an hour, Shuang Yi was so sleepy that he slept with Liu Ye, and the Hu family and his wife brought Zheng Ping back.
Zheng Ping's eyes were swollen like peaches from crying for a long time. Yun Da is dead and she has been confirmed as a widow.
Hu Sanniang said in a low voice, "Don't cry, look, Brother Yan hasn't slept yet, don't scare him."
Zheng Ping looked at it subconsciously. Brother Yan, who should have gone to bed at this point, really hadn't slept yet. She sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him with wide eyes. As soon as she saw Yan Ge'er's face that was quite similar to his father's, Zheng Ping was sad again, but she held back her tears.
"Brother Yan, why haven't you slept yet."
Brother Yan said blankly, "I'll wait for my mother to come back."
Zheng Ping stepped forward and hugged Yun Yan back, hugged her tightly, and said with a crying voice, "Mother is back, brother Yan, go to sleep, go to sleep."
Yun Yanhui also put her hand on Zheng Ping's neck and hugged her, hoping to use this hug to give her some strength.
In the end, Yun Yanhui didn't even know how she fell asleep, and woke up a little late the next day.
As soon as he thought of Zheng Ping, he quickly got up from the bed, got out of bed, and ran outside without wearing any shoes, only to see Zheng Ping and Hu Sanniang doing needlework.
Yun Yanhui felt relieved, and hurried back to put on his shoes.
Yun Yanhui is probably the cleanest child on the entire street. Many boys in their homes ran around without shoes when they were young.
However, the children of the Northern Song Dynasty, at least the ones in Bianliang are better, and Yun Yanhui has seen even less particular ones in modern times. At that time, he had to follow all kinds of news, including current affairs, and his colleagues were also targeted for targeted poverty alleviation, so he had seen many poor households.
The poor households in the mountainous area are living on all sides and raise chickens and ducks. They run around inside and outside the house, they don't clean their shit very much, and even the bedroom is full of chicken shit, and the children run barefoot.
Looking back now, Yun Yanhui couldn't help but sigh with emotion. In fact, his current situation is not the worst... In ancient times, if it was bad, there was definitely something worse than that.
Thinking of this, I am even more grateful for Zheng Ping's existence.
Seeing that Zheng Ping was still working, her whole person was a little gloomy. Only Hu Sanniang was trying to find a topic, and she was kind enough to come so early in order to talk to Zheng Ping and relieve her.
After Yun Yanhui came out, she thought about it, but went to Zheng Ping's side, hooked her neck and kissed the side of her face, giving her a good morning kiss. This is definitely a pure kiss, not treating Zheng Ping as a mother is also a sister.
Such a sticky son really made Zheng Ping laugh, and the sadness between her brows faded a little.
Yun Yanhui had never met Yun Da, so she didn't know what kind of person he was. She regretted his death, but she was more concerned about Zheng Ping and hoped that she could cheer up as soon as possible.