With Wen Sheng's permission, Wen Yunying's white and delicate little face immediately raised a well-behaved smile, he gently patted Wen Sheng's shoulder, and shouted happily: "Grandpa, let me come down quickly, I want to take my mother to the market to play."

Wen Sheng couldn't cry or laugh, "When did I promise to let you two go play by yourself?" ”

Wen Yun sighed, it was also very strange, how could an adult not be a talker?

He pouted, his pink face lined with bright lip color, which was called a cute and innocent, kind and innocent.

When they landed, many people's eyes stayed on them.

Wen Sheng broke out in a cold sweat, yes, now he has to be watched as a monkey all day.

In the past, Wen Qing's beautiful appearance and unapproachable look added a sense of secrecy to her, and many men rushed to her.

Although Wen Yun also has an excellent appearance and a pleasing temperament, he is clever and can distinguish between good and bad guys, and he can play the other party around.

When the two of them walked together, the stark contrast made it seem that he was an old man, and naturally most people looked at him.

Although Wen Sheng also loves to brag and chatter, so many people look at him, it is more anxious than ants on a hot pot.

He put Wen Yun down lightly, and Wen Yun turned around and left.

Wen Sheng hurriedly took his little hand, looked up at Wen Qing cautiously, and then lowered his voice and said, "Take care of your mother, we'll see you at the old place at noon."

Wen Yun showed a big smile, "Got it, Ah Gong." ”

He ran towards Wen Qing and hugged Wen Qing's calf from behind, like a kitten that couldn't give up its mother's milk, but it made people's hearts soft and unspeakable.

Wen Qing was hugged by him like this and couldn't walk normally, so she stopped and lowered her eyes to look at him, "What's the matter?" ”

Wen Yun said happily: "Mother, Grandpa agreed that the two of us should go alone, and I will take you to the largest market in the south!"

"There are a lot of markets here?"

was held by Wen Qing's hand, Wen Yun jumped up and down with joy, and he replied to her in a loud voice: "Yes, mother, Ah Gong is going to the market in the west, but the market in the south is fun." But it doesn't matter, at noon, I will take my mother to find my grandfather. ”

Wen Qing turned to look at Wen Sheng sideways when he heard this, and the latter smiled slightly, waved his hand at them, and let them go first.

Wen Qing felt that something was wrong, Wen Yun told her a lot along the way, she answered him twice, and most of the time he was talking alone. And when they were about to arrive at the southern market, Wen Qing suddenly remembered that they had no silver.

The silver is in Wensheng's.

No wonder she always felt that something was missing, it turned out that the most critical point was Wensheng.

Wen Yun noticed that Wen Qing's palms were tight, and stopped talking very knowingly, and looked up at Wen Qing in confusion.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Wen Qing said that it was nothing, and while pulling him into the shade of a tree, he opened the lid of the kettle and let him drink water.

The spout of the pot was brought to her mouth, but Wen Yun shook her head, looked at Wen Qing very sincerely, and said resolutely: "Mother drink water, I'm not thirsty now."

This kid.

Wen Qing pursed his lips and reached out to pat his forehead, the force was not heavy, but it had a sense of punishment.

Wenyun doesn't understand, the child's mind is the most sensitive. He pursed his lips and looked like he wanted to cry.

"Mother, I was wrong."

"Drink water when you know it's wrong."

Wen Qing shook the kettle, the clear sound of water was close to his ears, Wen Yun couldn't hold back his thirst after saying so many words, glanced at Wen Qing's face, and finally obediently held the mouth of the kettle.

"Holding the kettle myself, I let go."

Wen Yun stretched out his arms and hugged the big kettle.

He couldn't drink more, he wouldn't drink it after quenching his thirst a little, he wanted to leave it to Wen Qing.

At the right time, Wen Qing took out a cloth towel, although it was also a rough fabric, but it was cut from her cleanest clothes, in order to wipe Wen Yun's sweat.

Wen Yun's little caution was like a mirror in her heart, and seeing that he stopped drinking, Wen Qing curled her fingers and flicked the kettle, and said lightly: "Keep drinking."

This order-like sentence did not arouse Wen Yun's disgust at all, he knew that Wen Qing was for his good, and he was even more moved to himself.

Such an indifferent but humane mother is so different from the previous mother. But he likes this mother, he likes his mother the most!

It wasn't until he drank half of the water in the kettle that Wen Yun stopped, took two breaths, and his eyes were wet and shiny, full of bright light.

Wen Qing put away the cloth towel that was wet with sweat, then lifted the kettle, and took Wen Yun's hand all the way forward.

The stalls along the road are getting denser and denser, and there are people shouting at three steps and people shouting at five steps. "Sugar gourd—fragrant and sweet sugar gourd!"

Wen Yun opened her lips slightly, looking at the red and bright sugar gourd.

Wen Qing can understand that children like sweets. is full of childlike Wenyun, so that she will not think that he is also a traverser.

Unfortunately, she had no money. However, will Wenyun have it?

"Wenyun, did you bring a copper plate?"

The popular currencies of this era were silver, copper plates and silver stamps. Silver, a poor family like them certainly doesn't have it, and copper plates should still be there.

Wen Yun lowered his head and shook it, he saved all the money and made a small copper coin tree. Ah Gong said that this is a cash cow, and they will get richer and richer in the future.

Wen Yun didn't want to be rich, he felt that as long as there was enough for his grandfather and mother to live on his own, rich people also had their own troubles.

Wen Qing said softly: "I'll let your grandfather buy some materials, and I'll go back and make you a sugar gourd."

Wen Yun's eyes lit up, and she held her right hand with both hands and shook it coquettishly, "Mother, do you really know how to make sugar gourds?" ”

"It doesn't have to be a sugar gourd, it may be something else, depending on the material."

Wen Yun didn't understand, but he was happy.

"Thank you, mother."

Wen Qing raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

After walking through the front part of the market, entering the middle stage is obviously much more formal, and Wen Qing can at least see these things in the study room.

Wen Yun is five years old this year, and according to the modern education system, he is not yet the age of formal enrollment, so he doesn't know what the education system is like here.

"Wenyun, are you going to school?"

Wen Yun was squatting in front of a small stall and watching the seller quickly fiddle with something like a toy, without blinking his eyes, but he heard Wen Qing's question.

He looked up at her, he was a small lump, and his childish eyebrows were as light as ink paintings.

Wen Qing was suddenly shocked, Wen Yun looked a little similar to that person.