Chapter 112: Puppets
In the hall, Lu Bu and Yan Ziqing sat opposite each other, quietly waiting for Lu Lingqi to come to eat, and the servants waited under the hall, looking in curiously.
It is said that after Wen Hou came back, Mrs. seemed to be a different person, and now it seems that it is true, not only is the person dressed up, but also smiles more, and from a distance, it is a little too beautiful.
"Mother ...... early" Lu Lingqi yawned and crossed the threshold, thinking about where to play today, when her eyes suddenly flickered, and a tall figure came into view.
Her confused and delicate little face froze, and she suddenly pounced on Lu Bu: "Father......"
"Father!" Lu Lingqi threw herself into Lu Bu's arms, Lu Bu picked her up and kissed her on both sides of her face, "Did you make your mother angry?" ”
Lu Lingqi raised her face: "I'm very obedient!" ”
"Are you really obedient?" Lu Bu accentuated his tone: "Listen to your mother, you often fight with others outside?" ”
"Not really!" Lu Lingqi hung her head on Lu Bu's shoulder, looked at Yan Ziqing angrily, and her eyes were a little sharp: "Mother said bad things about me again!" ”
Lu Bu was amused by her, and he smiled softly at Lu Lingqi: "Do you miss your father?" ”
Lu Lingqi grabbed Lu Bu's hand, raised her head, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Father doesn't want Lingqi, Lingqi doesn't want her father." ”
Lu Buden laughed: "Stinky girl, dare to talk to your father about conditions!" ”
He twisted Lu Lingqi's watery face, "Okay, my father thinks about Lingqi, Lingqi should think about my father." ”
"Hmm!" Lu Lingqi happily agreed, hugged Lu Bu's neck, and rewarded him with a kiss.
"That's it!" Lu Bu put Lu Lingqi down: "Eat quickly, I'll take you shopping after eating!" ”
"Yes!" Lu Lingqi smiled, hurriedly knelt on the side of the desk, the wind swept away, and a breakfast was eaten extremely quickly, and the maids outside the hall were stunned.
After breakfast, the family of three walked out of the house and strolled through the streets of Jinyang.
Yan Ziqing's smile is the brightest today, she clasped the arm of her beloved man, the man held his daughter's hand, and the three of them walked leisurely on the flowery street.
"See the Prince!" Those who knew Lu Bu stopped to salute, or bowed deeply, respectfully, and looked respectful.
Countless eyes wandered on the three of them, causing Yan Ziqing to become more and more proud, and the huge sense of happiness made him forget all his troubles for the time being, wishing that this long road would never end.
After the beginning of autumn, the sky of Jinyang is like a wash, and the sun shines down from the clear blue sky, smearing the entire Jinyang with a layer of delicate gold.
The dense avenue like a spider's web was full of pedestrians and was very lively, and Lu Bu bought a gold embroidered half-arm for Yan Ziqing, as well as a large bag of rouge gouache popular in the Han Dynasty.
Love shopping is the common disease of women in ancient times, Yan Ziqing walked through the dazzling shops, so he was not happy, and he bought a large bag and a small bag after a while, so that the two servants of the Lu Mansion who followed behind were drenched in sweat.
In the end, I had no choice but to ask two servants to go back with their things first, and the three of them continued to wander, and after shopping in the east market, they went to the west market until noon.
When Lu Bu was passing by a carpenter's shop, he suddenly became blunt.
"What's wrong?" Yan Ziqing hurriedly asked.
Lu Bu picked up Lu Lingqi: "Go in and have a look!" ”
The three of them walked into the carpenter's shop, and a small servant had already come forward: "What do you two need to buy?" ”
When Lu Lingqi heard this, she was immediately unhappy: "What two, didn't you see me?" ”
"This ......" The little guy smiled awkwardly and hurriedly apologized: "The little one is really rude, I don't know what the three of you need to buy?" ”
Lu Bu put down Lu Lingqi, and Lu Lingqi immediately scurried around the hall like a galloping wild horse, looking at this, touching that, and looking at the little girl's heart, for fear that this little girl would break the carved wood carving.
Yan Ziqing was about to scold, but Lu Bu hurriedly shook his head.
Yan Ziqing said helplessly: "You just get used to her, she is spoiled to a great extent, the bigger she is, the more unruly she is!" ”
Seeing Yan Ziqing break a combination of wooden cows, she hurriedly stretched out her hand and pulled her away, "Lingqi, be disciplined!" ”
Lu Lingqi pouted: "Mother hates the most!" ”
She coquettishly got into her father's arms, "My father is the best, I want my father to spoil me, and if my father doesn't spoil me, I will ignore my father!" ”
Lu Bu laughed: "Dare to threaten your father, don't dare to spoil Lingqi for your father, otherwise, Lingqi ignores her father, and her father will die of sadness!" ”
Lu Lingqi seemed to hold Shang Fang's sword and winked at her mother proudly.
The little guy coughed dryly and interjected, "What do you need to buy?" ”
"Can you carve people?" Lu Bu added: "I want to be lifelike." ”
"Wait a minute, let me go down and ask the master!" After serving tea, the little servant turned around and left the hall and walked into the backyard.
After a while, the little maid walked into the hall with a middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man glanced at Lu Bu, and suddenly a familiar feeling surged up.
"Master, it's this guest officer who wants to carve people!" The little guy introduced.
The middle-aged man nodded, hugged his fist at Lu Bu and said, "Dare to ask the name of the high surname under the feet, why do you have a familiar feeling below." ”
Lu Bu was about to answer, but Lu Lingqi took the lead and said proudly: "My father's name is Lu Bu Lu Fengxian!" ”
Yan Ziqing hurriedly scolded: "It's not big or small, you actually call your father's name"
She was really a little angry this time, Lu Lingqi was scolded by her, her mouth was curled, she wanted to cry, and carefully handed Lu Bu a look of help.
Yan Ziqing saw that Lu Lingqi was embarrassed and had nowhere to hide, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, looking so painful, she gently pulled her daughter to her side, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and educated: "In the future, you can't call others by their names, even if it's your father's." ”
This comfort doesn't matter, Lu Lingqi only felt a grievance in her heart, and tears poured out like a flood that burst the embankment: "The child knows." ”
Yan Ziqing hugged her into her arms and patted her back gently: "Don't cry, don't cry, go back and make something delicious for you." ”
The middle-aged man looked at this scene embarrassedly, that is, at that moment, his eyes widened: "The guest officer is Wen Hou?" ”
Lu Bu raised his eyebrows: "You know me?" ”
The middle-aged man was as excited as a three-year-old child: "Like thunder, like thunder, I have also witnessed the majestic posture of Wen Hou, and it is unforgettable, no wonder I just have a familiar feeling, Wen Hou can come to the small shop, so that the small shop is full of brilliance." ”
Speaking of this, he turned his head and scolded the little guy: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Why don't you soak the bamboo leaves that I have treasured for many years? ”
"Yes, yes, let's go!" The little guy was busy responding.
Lu Bu raised his arm: "It's not necessary, it's just that the matter of carving people cannot be delayed." ”
"Who does Wen Hou want to engrave?"
After saying this, the middle-aged man regretted it, and he patted his head: "Look at my head, prepare props immediately, Wen Hou will do it for a while!" ”
As soon as the little servant soaked Lu Bu with bamboo leaves, the middle-aged man walked into the hall with a tool, Lu Bu put down the tea set and asked, "What do you need me to do?" ”
"No, the general's majestic posture is still unforgettable!" The middle-aged man smiled loudly, and glanced at Lu Lingqi and Yan Ziqing: "I only need Mrs. and Miss to make a move later." ”
"Let's get started!" Lu Bu sat back on the desk, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and a faint fragrance immediately flowed down from his throat, refreshing people's hearts.
After only half a cup of tea, the middle-aged man handed a puppet to Lu Bu, and Lu Bu was slightly surprised: "So fast? ”
He took the puppet and looked at it, the puppet was carved very smartly, with delicate hair, delicate outline, and one hand was still holding Fang Tian's halberd, he handed it to Yan Ziqing: "Is it like it?" ”
Yan Ziqing held the puppet and gently pressed it against his face, as if comparing the similarity: "With it, Lingqi and I see each other day by day, and we are not alone, right?" ”
There was no warmth, but bitterness, Lu Bu brushed his wife's hair, infinite pity and infinite love drowned his resolute face.