Thank you for your support and understanding!

Usually I rarely accompany my children, but I finally have a three-day holiday on June 1st, so I ...... It is estimated that the number of words in these three days of updates will not be much.

Well, I spent a day with the child yesterday, and I went home a little late at night, and the number of words in this change is less, so please forgive me.

Roar, roar, roar! On the last day of the end of the month, such as spending a ticket to rob a ticket! If you have a monthly pass, don't forget to throw it into the bowl, after 12 o'clock in the evening, it will melt and melt!

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Behind her, Xiao Baoyin frowned on her little nose and asked Zhao Zhu to take her little hand and follow leisurely.

Rolling up her sleeves, she blackened her face, lifted her ass and walked out of the tent, ready to go to the stove to do a big job.

If you have milk, you are a mother, it seems that she has to practice her cooking skills!

It seems that no matter how smart a child is...... are also all guys who "remember to eat but not to fight, and don't care about their mouths and heads".

To Xia Chuqi's surprise, Bao Yin nodded heavily.

"Hmm."

"Master gave Ah Qi a chance, don't thank you!" After Zhao Zun finished speaking lightly, he aimed at Baoyin, who had been silent with a flat mouth, hugged her, sat on the side, and patted her head lovingly, "Girl, let's go and help your mother later, and there will be delicious food at night." Your mother is amazing, and the things you promise to make are all things you haven't eaten, how about it? ”

"Ah", Xia Chuqi thought of the number "one hundred and twenty-eight", his hair was numb for a while, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and glared at the gloating man, "Zhao Nineteen!" ”

"Minions...... Yes, sir. Zheng Erbao was startled for a moment, turned his grief and anger into strength, and went out with his mouth pulled.

"It's good to live today, then do what you do today." Zhao Tuo glanced at him expressionlessly, and ordered, "Go down and prepare more ingredients." Tonight, your princess will cook one hundred and twenty-eight kinds of nutritious delicacies for our grandfather and son......"

Zheng Erbao's mouth trembled, and his face was crying, "Back to the master, slave...... I'm still alive today. ”

"You're still alive, aren't you?"

Zhao Jun glanced at her, cleared his throat, and asked Zheng Erbao.

Xia Chuqi thought in his heart, pursing his lips funny.

The head can be broken, and the hairstyle cannot be messed up...... There are still legendary characters.

Soon, the curtain opened, and he came in, wearing a Mongol felt hat on his head, covering his hairstyle, which was burned into a chicken nest. However, judging from the red circles under his eyes and the pale complexion...... It's like crying bitterly.

"The minions are here!" Outside the tent, there was the hoarse aggrieved voice of Erbao's father-in-law.

"Zheng Erbao—"

Looking at her eyebrows dancing proudly, and then looking at her daughter's curiosity that was clearly attracted, his eyes flashed slightly, he rubbed his forehead, and lowered his voice.

It's been so many years...... Of her one hundred and twenty-eight kinds, he had only eaten roast mutton once.

But when Zhao Zhu heard her words, he raised his eyebrows with emotion.

What are the 128 cuisines? Bao Yin obviously didn't understand, and looked dazed.

Xia Chuqi was overjoyed, just like a doctor who had found the patient's illness and could finally prescribe the right medicine, excitedly waiting for Baoyin to drink up the soup, quickly put down the soup bowl, turned her around, sat on her lap face to face, and scratched her nose with a smile, "Daughter, you don't know yet, your mother has the ability...... One hundred and twenty-eight kinds of delicacies, which can be made without stress, and they are very ...... delicious."

After all, he was still a child, and he was coaxed to eat?

Those little eyes were clearly full of anticipation and curiosity.

Bao Yin pursed her small mouth and didn't say anything, but she subconsciously glanced at her.

Something to eat is always tempting for children.

"Isn't my mother teaching you? Learn to shout. Mother, mother, mother......" Xia Chuqi saw her eyelashes blinking, did not refuse, did not agree, more and more felt that this child was very similar to Zhao Shijiu, and couldn't help sighing, it was not good to force her again, so she could only coax, "That's good, if you call your mother, wait for your mother to go to the stove to make you something to eat...... What do you think? ”

The little mouth flattened, and Bao Yin shook his head, "No." ”

"Baoyin, shout? Just one sound. ”

Rolling her eyelids and looking at her, Baoyin didn't speak, and took another sip of the decoction.

Xia Chuqi was slightly suffocated, "Then you call my mother?" ”

"Oh." With a sound, Baoyin took a sip of medicine and lost his words.

"Baoyin, I'm your mother. It's not that hey, it's not you ......"

Spoonful by spoonful of medicine was fed to her, and Xia Chuqi once again taught her painstakingly.

The corners of Xia Chuqi's mouth twitched, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, but he still put down the soup bowl with a forced smile, hugged her, and sat in his arms. Xiao Baoyin was held by her, without any resistance, but in a pair of big black and white eyes, there was no shock that a child of this age should have.

Seeing that she was silent for a long time, silently stunned, Xiao Baoyin frowned and glanced at her.

"Do you want to give me medicine?"

The little girl didn't give her the face of being a mother at all, and her milky answer was full of attachment and trust to Dongfang Qingxuan. Xia Chuqi pursed his lips and was heartbroken again. Thinking of the daughter who was ten months pregnant and almost lost her life to give birth to a child, but didn't take her seriously, the sour taste is indescribable-

"Amu Gulang said that if you are sick, you should take medicine...... Bao Yin is obedient. ”

She gave A a look of "let you die, you deserve it", walked over and took Xiao Baoyin to sit on the round small stick, and then took the soup bowl from the stunned Jiayi, stirred it with a spoon, and said with a smile, "Baoyin is so good, I am not afraid of hardship when taking medicine, my mother has never seen an obedient child like you......"

Xia Chuqi saw him like this, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

Since he was injured in the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum, the scar on Jia's face has not been treated, and he has never cared too much, and even refused Xia Chuqi's kindness to treat him many times. However, he never thought that one day he would be disgusted by a two-year-old girl. Pursing his stiff lips, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face was red and blue, and he couldn't speak.

Ugly? Xia Chuqi and Zhao Zhu glanced at each other, stunned. And Jia Yi, who came in with the decoction, just heard this sentence, and his black face sank down, and his face was difficult to see.

"That ugly bastard...... Go get me my medicine. ”

His face changed, but he saw Baoyin frowning.

But he shouted again, and Jia Yi still didn't appear.

"What's this parable?" Zhao Zhu understood, pretended not to understand with a serious face, sighed secretly, "The family is unfortunate", and shouted Jia Yi in his voice, wanting to divert attention from this side.

"......" Baoyin didn't understand, and tilted his head to look at him.

"Zhao Nineteen!" was bumped into by his daughter, Xia Chuqi was anxious, glanced at him in shame, cleared his throat, and couldn't wait to explain to Baoyin, "Baoyin, your father and I are learning martial arts...... Well, it's like your dad and Amu Gulang sparred......"

Originally, Jiayi was guarding outside the tent, and he should not leave an inch. Now he didn't come in, but Bao Yin came...... also let Xiaoya see the "indecent picture" of her father, which made him a father...... And Ah Qi, who is a mother, how can she be embarrassed?

As soon as his daughter's voice entered his ears, Zhao Zhu seemed to have been struck by thunder, and almost instantly turned over, pulled up Xia Chuqi and sat down, tidied up his clothes, and roared with a black face, "Jiayi!" ”

People who don't call father, don't call mother, and only shout "hey" are only Xiaobaoyin.

"Hey! Feed! ”

"Ah Qi ......" He hugged her tightly, turned over, and pressed her under him, his eyes shimmered, full of emotion, and called her name again, he lowered his head, and was about to kiss her. Unfortunately, as soon as his mouth came up, the two of them had another attack of "intimacy interrupted", and before he could kiss Fangze, a crisp and calm childish voice came from behind him.

Xia Chuqi couldn't stand the itching, and fell on him with a laugh, fluttering a few times, like a duck in the water, smiling with sullen hair. The warm fragrant nephrite was held in his arms, Zhao Zhu's eyes deepened slightly, and the desire for his daughter, which had been forbidden for several days, rose and spread from the mouse......

"To ......"

"What about you, sir?"

"Zhao Nineteen!" Xia Chuqi gritted his teeth.

Raising his eyebrows, pursing his eyes, and looking deeply, Zhao Shijiu looked serious, "Do you want it?" ”

"Alright, alright...... Let people see. ”

The warm breath was in his ears, a little itchy, and Xia Chuqi sneered while struggling to push him.

"Huh?" Zhao Jun raised his eyebrows, put his palm on her waist, pinched it gently, tightened her body again, leaned his lips together, pressed them to her ear, and asked with a low smile, "Do you want to?" ”

"And who wants you to serve?"

“…… No. ”

"Do you have points?"

Hearing him talk about serving, Xia Chuqi's face turned red and gently pushed him.

"I don't know what to do." Zhao Tuo chuckled, pulled her over, lay on his body, looked at her big bony eyes for a moment, raised his head and pecked her mouth, and said with a smile, "Master, I see that you are being bullied by your daughter, and I want to help you...... That's good, you serve our daughter during the day, and the lord will serve you at night? ”

"If you have a daughter, you won't have me, right? You couldn't bear to let me cook before? ”

"Here, what does the lady command?" Zhao Jun shook her hand.

"Zhao Nineteen."

Xia Chuqi glanced at him, didn't speak for a long time, and the movements of his hands slowed down a little. Zhao Zhu's dark eyes slanted slightly, looking at her, just in time to meet a pair of big white eyes. She stared at him viciously, and two clusters of flames burned in her watery eyes.

"She followed Dongfang Qingxuan, grew up on the grassland, and never ate the dishes you cooked......"

"Huh? Do what? ”

"Ah Qi, will you cook something for our daughter in a while?"

With a slight sigh, Zhao Tuo didn't care, and his cold and graceful posture made Xia Chuqi easily think of the little devil in the felt tent next door...... The two-year-old little devil was simply born to restrain her. The two of them fought for five days, if it weren't for the fact that she was not the master who was easy to mess with on the seventh day of the summer month, it is estimated that she would really be able to be angry and die by her own daughter.

"I see...... Sure enough, wild nature is also inherited. ”

"Ahh With a sound, Xia Chuqi was stunned, and his chest rose and fell for a while.

"It's okay, don't pay attention to him." Zhao Zhu lazily took her hand and put it on her forehead, and waited for her to sit down and continue to massage him, before she said casually, "When the master cut his hair for the first time, he said that he was going to throw himself into the river, but he just went out to take a bath." The second time he cut his hair, he said he was going to take poison, and he just slept through. Don't worry, this time, our daughter burned his hair, although he was a little more ruthless than his grandfather, he couldn't die either. ”

"......" Xia Chuqi rolled his eyes, frowned, and said anxiously, "I mean, what should Erbao do with his father-in-law?" I saw that he seemed to be very angry this time, and hurriedly asked Jia Yi to follow, if there was really something long, two shorts, the matter would be a big deal......"

"Keep pressing!"

Zhao Zhu lay lazily, not moving, and when he heard the words, he glanced at her and pointed to his head.

"Zhao Nineteen, what should I do?"

Seeing him running out in pain, Xia Chuqi quickly suppressed his smile and became nervous.

"The minions are no longer alive, they are not alive...... I can't live anymore......"

Thinking of his own hair, he was always sad, suddenly covered his mouth and rushed out, whimpering all the way.

Zheng Erbao's white and clean face squeezed out a few folds, looked at Xia Chuqi who looked helpless, and then looked at Zhao Zhu, who seemed to be smiling, he understood, everyone is a victim, even if he has a stomach full of grievances, he can't appeal to the master.

"Uh......h Princess, you are still smiling, still smiling......"

But at this time, his hair was scattered, of different lengths, and there were traces of being burned, faintly, and he could still smell a smell of burnt fur, and he no longer regained his normal and neat appearance...... She was funny and angry, and when she thought about it again, she was relieved - sure enough, it was his and Zhao Shijiu's daughter-in-law, and she also knew how to stick a knife into people's hearts, and stab them wherever they hurt......

Erbao's father-in-law has extremely lush black hair, he cherishes it very much, no matter where he goes, he always has to comb it meticulously, oily and slippery, and he also specially asked Xia Chuqi for a Chinese medicine prescription to take care of, the gold is as expensive as something...... For this reason, Xia Chuqi once laughed at him, saying that he was because he didn't grow a beard, which had an empathic effect on his hair.

"Poof", Xia Chuqi couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

I see? His hairstyle...... Did Bao Yin do it?

"Uh......h Woo ......" Zheng Erbao flattened his mouth, his face was crying, his mouth was whining, and his fingers trembled and pointed to his hair, "The slave saw that the little master was sleepy after taking medicine, so he lay on the edge of the bed and took a nap for a while, guarding her...... When I woke up, I was like this. Master...... Minion's hair, hair...... was lit by the little master......"

"Erbao father-in-law...... Who are you being bullied by? ”

Seeing him lying on the ground softly, crying and mourning his face was extremely miserable, Xia Chuqi's brain made up all kinds of unhealthy pictures, thinking of the mighty and tall bodies of those Mongolian men in Gacha, he couldn't help but be startled, and hurried over to help him.

"Master, woo...... You've got to be the slave. ”

He wore messy and fluffy hair like a chicken coop, screamed in an embarrassed voice, and a fat face like a white steamed bun was covered with a layer of fine and dense sweat, and it was full of sorrow.

"Master, master, it's terrible......"

"Wang Po sells melons! Do you want me to praise you, or do you want me to blame you? Xia Chuqi muttered, and was about to reason with him about the IQ problem, and Erbao's father-in-law rushed in.

The subtext of this sentence is that he is too smart and has passed it on to his daughter?

Listening to her helpless complaints, Zhao Tuo smiled lowly, "My girl has a good brain, otherwise, how can she have the ability to Huo Huo others?" Alas, it is said that daughters are like fathers. Ah Qi, if you want to complain, blame me......"

"That's right, I'm only two years old, and I'm like this, if I'm a little older...... Is that worth it? ”

“…… How can anyone say that? Zhao looked at her amusedly, "She's only two years old." ”

Xia Chuqi slanted at his frowning appearance, afraid that he would have a headache, raised his chin, moved over to massage him, and said in a quiet tone, "If it weren't for the little girl's illness today, we would not be able to sit here for a while...... What a little devil, if I could, I would like to stuff her back in my stomach and start all over again. ”

"Alas! Ah Qi, don't be annoyed......" Zhao Tuo knocked on his forehead, frowned slightly, and sighed amusefully and angrily, "With our girl's temperament, if I am poisoned by her one day, don't be surprised......"

But although she is not close to people, she is not less wild at all - she opened the sheepfold of Hairigu's family and let go of his sheep; smashed all the sacks in which the caravan had stored grain, and spilled the grain all over the ground; cut the clothes of Xia Chuqi open, and secretly stuffed them back into the cage; On the back of Zhao Zhu's clothes, various strange patterns were painted with ink...... Almost everyone around her has suffered from the little girl, and even Jia Yi was urinated by her, crying and laughing.

However, five full days have passed, and Xiao Baoyin cried a little hard except for the day he left Ergu, and then he didn't cry or make trouble. A puffy little face was tense all day long, not giving anyone a good look, and there was not much emotional change, and the cold little appearance was a copy of Zhao Shijiu.

It has been five days since Ergu returned to Gacha Village in the Yinshan region. Their family of three, as well as the "caravan" from Beiping, all lived in the village. Zhao Zhu was waiting for Dongfang Qingxuan to come over, and then enter the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum to fulfill his agreement with him. During these five days, the two of them tried their best to get closer to their daughter who had been separated for two years, and for this, they sang, danced, coaxed, lied, laughed, and teased...... I've thought of everything I can think of.

Xia Chuqi lowered his eyes, and the joke with him turned into a helpless face.

"Who made the girl refuse to come near me? Be nice to you than to me, envy, jealousy, and hate! ”

"You have to eat your own girl's vinegar, Ah Qi, you are getting smaller and smaller?"

Looking at her angry appearance, Zhao Zhu's eyes flashed with a smile.

"Jealous." With a little hypocrisy, Xia Chuqi glanced at him, hummed in his mouth, and teased: "Zhao Nineteen, I found that since our daughter came back, my status in your heart is really not as good as before...... If I knew this was the case, why didn't I have a son? ”

"What's wrong? Changing your face is faster than changing your sky! ”

Xia Chuqi's face sank, and he "snorted" unhappily, straightened his waist, withdrew his hand, wiped it with a velvet towel, and didn't say a word, and stopped pinching for him, obviously not very happy. Zhao Yu frowned slightly, turned his head to glance at her, grabbed her waist, and pulled her tightly.

With a sigh, Zhao Tuo glanced at her lightly, "Being bullied...... It's also as sweet as a meal. ”

"You will suffer in the future!" Xia Chuqi pinched his nose with a smile, stretched his head out, and looked down at him, "Next time I'm bullied by her, don't come to me to redress your grievances?" ”

"The girl has to get used to it, what's wrong with getting used to her?"

“…… You just get used to it. ”

Looking at his calm and waveless face, Xia Chuqi couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, it's better than when I almost burned down the palace...... What my daughter is doing now is really unbearable. You can leave it to her, do it for a few days, and it will be all right. At this moment, she left Dongfang Qingxuan, and she was feeling unhappy. ”

"I'll just say, how can a kind and simple person like me give birth to a naughty girl like Baoyin? It's all your fault? This kid is really like you—"

Xia Chuqi criticized Zhao Nineteen, thinking of her daughter who had made her head a few times bigger in just a few days, she unconsciously increased the force on her hands, and her white fingers rubbed regularly on the acupuncture points on the top of his head, and after thinking about it, he suddenly let out an "oh" in understanding.

In order for the child to adapt to the new life faster, and for her to accept her biological father as soon as possible, after the two discussed, they did not change her name specifically, so "Baoyin", a nickname with Mongolian characteristics, has been called like this. It's called habitual, but it's also smooth.

"What do you mean to be like your daughter? Bao Yin was originally your daughter, right? ”

"Baoyin skin is a little skinny, but it's like my daughter."

"Can the master hold it, Ah Qi knows best, why do you need to ask again?" Zhao Jun raised his eyebrows and teased her seriously. After receiving a wide roll of her eyes, Fang half-closed his eyes, and smirked slightly.

"What do you think?" Xia Chuqi was a little speechless.

"......" Zhao Bottle teased her, "which aspect?" ”

"Ahem! It's just ......" Every time he said something he didn't understand, Xia Chuqi had a sense of accomplishment in his heart of bullying the ancients, seeing this, she chuckled lowly and explained jokingly, "It's just to ask you if you are so troubled by our daughter, can you still hold it?" ”

"Can you stop yelling?" Zhao Zhu's eyelids jumped, "What do you mean?" ”

"Master, are you still holding on to this situation?"

Inside the felt tent, Zhao Bottle was lying on a wooden couch, his eyes lazily closed. Xia Chuqi sat on the wooden pestle behind the couch, half-bowed, observing his expression, a pair of white onion-like hands, gently pressing on the top of his head. Time passed bit by bit, and after a long silence, she suddenly sighed with a twist of thought.

Under the winding mountains, Gacha Village was silent, and there was hardly a single figure on the white sunlight on the ground.

Just after noon, the sun was blazing.