MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’-v2 Chapter 9 Fanwai’s nine small corps have lived

Ling Jinghan finally promised to marry Yuan Shaoqi. The next morning, the old Guogong was full of spirits and went to Jingyun Villa with a large group of people. In order to give Ling Jinghan an unforgettable wedding, Yuan Shaoqi can be said to have evacuated his private vault. I have to be scared by other people, but now they don’t dare to have so much nonsense, at least not on the bright side. Today’s Ling family is no longer the former Ling family, let alone a small government office. It is the prince's palace of the royal family that does not dare to match it.

The two men have been entangled for many years, and the elders have seen their feelings in the eye. Now, finally, there is no one to object to it. The old country and the Ling Chenglong couple, as well as Yun Taihao and Wang Jinyu, decided to decide. They set their marriage on the day of August in the month of August, and the two parties and Ling Jingxuan, who is the big brother, have no opinion.

After the marriage was settled, Ling Jinghan was still busy as usual. Yuan Shaoqi did not dare to entangle him. He automatically ordered to go to the Golden State Camp. He only came back to marry his bride when the wedding was close. After that, Ling Jingpeng also took pregnant. Ye Ruyun came back, and at the same time came Song Shuiyu, who had been in charge of the business of Jinyun and Erzhou. Before the seventh birthday of the July Youth League, Sikongfufu, who was far away from the West, came to Jingcheng with two pairs of Yan Hao and Chi Mo. The last building in Yunshanzhuang, where no one was staying, finally waited for its owner.

On the day of the 7th birthday of Xiaotuan, last year, Zhao Shan, who had just visited Gong Tangling with Gong Changling, and Ling Chenggui, who accompanied Ling Chenggui, went back to Lingjia Village. The Yanyi couple who had just held a wedding in Lingjia Village came back. Almost everyone gathered together. Yunshanzhuang presents an unprecedented scene of excitement. As a small group of birthday stars, it is the focus of attention.

"Come on, the birthday cake is coming."

The birthday party was lively, Ling Jingxuan Xue Wuyang and others were chatting. Yan Xiaobei walked with a few double-brothers cakes with a few basins carrying a big washbasin. The birthday star Xiaoteng smiled and bent. The bounce is in the forefront, holding a little princess who is a few months younger than him. The two little guys are like golden boys and girls, especially popular.

"How come this time?"

The children put the cake on the table that the next person cleaned up. Ling Jingxuan Yan Ruirui and others successively gathered around. In order to celebrate the small group, even the small seven in the palace came, and he came with him and moved out of the palace. Jiuyan Xiaowei, Xiao Shi Yan Xiaoyun, even Chen Xiaoyu, the mother of Xiao Shi, also came by the name of Chu Yunhan.

Of course, among them, it’s inevitable that Yan Xiaoqing, who has been in the house for a long time, and Zeng Bowen, who has a good relationship with the little buns, have a good relationship with other scholars. As for other outsiders, there is no one. Ling Jingxuan has never liked If a person is falsely entertained, it is impossible to invite others to attend the baby's banquet.

"Wow, wow, this one is a pig? A fat pig!"

I ignored Ling Jingxuan’s inquiry. The small group was excited to point to the little white pigs that were made with cream on the cake, or sitting or lying. Some young children couldn’t help but swallow their mouths. Don’t blame them. Too grin, the main cake is so good that I can't say it, and it smells very sweet. They haven't gotten it.

"You can make this cake more and more refined."

Next to Xue Wuyang can not help but admire, he had participated in the birthday of the little buns, like their sixth birthday? At that time, Ling Jingxuan’s cake was not so good, but the taste was really good.

"You can't learn to practice four words?"

He is not a professional cake master. He was only groping for it. He has to do it several times a year, and naturally he has done a good job.

"It’s learned to learn, it’s hard to imagine it on your body."

Picking up an eyebrow, Xue Wuyang is unceremoniously counterattacking, Ling Jingxuan is too lazy to take care of him, stooping and pokeing a small group has not been so fat, but still very fleshy little face: "Yes, is a pig, or a greedy pig It."

"Why? Isn't we going to eat it?"

Didn't hear the ridiculous ingredients in his words. The little scorpion smirked at the head and looked at it. Many people were grinning at the scene. The big bun who loved his younger brother picked up a special candle and handed it to the small group: Don't ignore it, he will tease you to play with the second brother?"

During the speech, the big buns still squinted at their own eyes. The latter touched the nose innocently. Was he dismissed by his son?

"Yeah."

When I heard the candle in the cake, the small group decisively forgot the previous doubts, took the candle happily, and did not forget to give two to the next small Liu: "Sister, you also plugged with me, wait for me to let the big brother give You cut the biggest cake, and the cake you made is delicious."

For my younger sister, the little troupe is as fond of love as ever, and she will not forget her.

"Ok!"

Xiao Liu, who wore a princess dress, nodded neatly, and they were carefully placed on the cake with two candles. The big bun saw the remaining three candles and gave them to the small tree and the small donkey. The child was excited and serious, and the seven candles were carefully inserted in the unconstrained gap.

"Happy Birthday!"

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

The candle ignited. Under the leadership of Yan Xiaobei, the children around the table clap their hands together to sing a happy birthday song. Then Ling Jingxuan and other adults also joined in. A dozen people in a house are giving him a birthday, Xiao Shouxing laughs. Don't mention how happy you are, the thin-eyed Danfeng eyelids have become two small crescent moons, and the white tender face has two small dimples.

"happy Birthday!"

Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan did not know when it was crowded on both sides of the small group. At the same time as the happy birthday was finished, the husband and the two bent down and kissed his face, and the opposite buns quickly urged: "The small group is making a wish."

"Uh huh..."

It’s not the first time to have a birthday like this. The small group’s familiar hands clasped their eyes and closed their eyes. They quietly made three wishes that he thought were the happiest, and then propped up the body and blew out the candles.

"Hey..."

"happy Birthday!"

"Thank you, people are so happy!"

The small group of grin smiled brilliantly, but Ling Jingxuan also irritated their little ancestors, Yan Yurui quietly pulled him back, the sixteen-year-old Yan Xiaobei tacitly picked up a special long knife to cut the cake, see him fast Dividing the cute little pig into two, the little corps was in a hurry and quickly rushed to stop him.

"what..."

"Ha ha ha..."

The cake is not something else. The small group can be imagined. The crowd burst into a burst of laughter. Pulling Ling Jingxuan back to the back of Yan Yurui’s mouth, he also helped him to guard against Jingxuan. He himself plunged into it.

"呜呜...爹爹..."

Looking up from the creamy cake, I was already covered with cream. I couldn’t see the small face that turned to him. His voice was showing his grievances. Ling Jingxuan laughed in Yan Ruirui’s arms. Waist,

Did he raise the son of such a soldier?

"Well, don't cry, Grandma will take you to clean."

"Don't ignore them, just go with the milk to wash."

I noticed that the small group was crying. The cloud Taitai Ling Wang’s Wang Jinyu and others, who had always been distressed by the grandson, rushed forward. But the small group had a flat mouth and cried out: "No, people's cake...呜呜...the people haven’t eaten yet..."

"what?"

"Ha ha..."

It turned out that he was sad not his wolverine, but a cake that he didn’t eat. He was too dumbfounded by others. Other people even laughed and said that he was eating goods, but he was seven years old. When the baby encounters this situation, he is not crying for his wolf, but he is one by one.

In the end, what does it mean to describe him?

It is the son of Yan Yurui Ling Jingxuan, too personal! This is the heartfelt voice of everyone.

"Cough and cough one by one, how big is it? They are all seven-year-old children, and they still cry when they cry, but I can't make a big one for you."

I don't know how long it took, and finally Ling Jingxuan, who stopped the smile, took out his sorrel and wiped the cream on his face. The small group choked and said: "Really?"

"Well, really."

Can I lie to you? This is what Ling Jingxuan did not say. He must dare to lie to him. It is estimated that the entire Jingyun Mountain Villa will not be peaceful.

"Thank you,"

"Don't you..."

"Ha ha..."

The small group was happy, and when he reached out, he grabbed his neck. The cream on his face suddenly smothered Ling Jingxuan. The people who laughed and cramped quickly couldn’t help but smile. Some even laughed and shed physiological tears. No, I will hang up after laughing again. The seven-year-old squad is still the same as the three-year-old. Everyone has to make some funny things every day. They all laughed.

"You are a little bastard, Lao Tzu is lost to you."

Looking down at his wolverine, Ling Jingxuan, who couldn’t avoid it, bent his fingers and knocked on his head. He simply lifted his hand and hugged him: "I will take him in and wash it, and the birthday cake will not be eaten. You will chat."

Simply confessed to them, and nodded with Yan Ruirui, Ling Jingxuan went to the bathroom with a small dumpling.

"If you are under peace today, you didn't expect to go there?"

After the next person cleaned up, Chu Yunhan took a few young children to rest, and Chen Taizhen also followed. Yan Xiaobei, as the long man at home, naturally wants to greet the teenagers who came to the birthday party. Hall After only the majority of them left, Xue Wuyang intended to pick up the words. His intention was to want to go to the Western countries to play with Yan Ruixuan Ling Jingxuan, but...

"When Jing Han and Shao Qi became married, I prepared to go out with Jing Xuan."

As early as last year, he ordered people to build large ships suitable for navigation. The drawings were of course provided by Jing Xuan. Now, one year later, three big ships are ready to be in place, only waiting for them to sail.

"Going out to sea?"

Xue Wuyang frowned, and everyone else was completely puzzled. The sea was full of water. Is it fun?

"Well, Jing Xuan said that there are other countries on the other side of the sea. There are many different people under the sun. We are just one of them. I want to go with Jingxuan."

He took a sip of the wine glass and Yan Ruirui did not have any meaning to hide. After talking to him about the mainland and ethnic groups, he was full of yearning for the unknown world and wanted to verify it with his own eyes. His family Jingxuan said that it is right. Is he really like a frog at the bottom of the well, only seeing a small sky at the wellhead.

[End of this chapter]