When she was ten years old, she suffered from a severe wind chill, and she was bedridden for several months without getting better, and the high fever did not go away. When she was dying, a traveling doctor who passed by saw the notice and came to the door, wrote a prescription, and administered an injection to Wei Wei, and finally saved her life.

Although she survived, her brain was burned out because of the high fever that had not subsided for too long, and her current intelligence was only the same as that of a child of six or seven years old.

Jiang Ci thought that Wei Wei would be so angry, after all, he said such a bastard thing, but Wei Wei just suddenly became very serious and looked at his eyes without saying a word.

Instantly, the air seemed to freeze, and only the noisy sounds of the guests in the front hall could be heard outside the window.

It's over, it's over, she's not going to be so angry that she doesn't want to scold me, is she? Will she cry? What should I do if she cries?

A few question marks flashed quickly through Jiang Ci's mind, and just as he was thinking about the solution, Wei Wei opened his mouth.

"Male groom, I'm hungry again, do you have anything to eat there?" Wei Wei was always able to speak amazingly, and Jiang Ci, who was still a little ashamed on the side, suddenly lost this thought.

Is this thing really brainless!! Obviously, I just said that she was a bystander, not to mention blowing her beard and staring, but I have to ask for an explanation for myself.

Hey, but, thinking about it in another way, it's not good that she doesn't get angry, doesn't cry, doesn't make trouble, and saves her son from thinking about solving this big trouble.

Jiang Ci thought about it carefully, Wei Wei's childlike mind is not bad, but the sad words spoken by others will never go to his heart.

"Is your stomach really a bottomless pit? Don't eat, my son is tired, sleep. ”

Wei Wei's request was directly rejected by Jiang Ci, and just when she wanted to refute a few more words and give her little belly a little more chance to eat, Jiang Ci took out a quilt from the golden silk nanmu wooden cabinet next to her and threw it on Wei Wei.

Wei Wei tilted his little head in confusion and looked at Jiang Ci who got up and jumped onto the bed.

"Why did you run to Wei Wei's bed? Here's it, your quilt. ”

Jiang Ci didn't bother to explain more to her, just cocked Erlang's legs and swung in the air.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a female voice was heard.

"Young master, Madame asked me to remind you, don't forget about Bai Xipa."

The person who came was Mrs. Jiang's personal maid, Zhen Niang, and Jiang Ci's wet nurse, although she was from the house, she was particularly deeply respected by Jiang Ci, and even if he didn't listen to his father's words, he didn't dare not listen to Zhen Ci's words.

"Yes, Aunt Jane."

"Then the old slave won't disturb the young master and young lady to rest."

After Zhen Niang left, this worry came again, Jiang Ci looked at Bai Xipa on the bed, and then looked up at Wei Wei, who was still holding the futon.

He picked up Bai Xipa, got up and walked to the table, picked up the knife used to peel fruits on the table, rolled up the sleeve of his other hand, and exposed his white arm, but the hand holding the knife could not go down for a long time, and he froze in the air for a cup of tea, and his arm was sore before he gritted his teeth and put his hand.

Suddenly, red blood stains poured out little by little on the skin cut by the knife, and after a while, a blood mark was formed. He dripped blood onto Bai Xipa, and a blooming blood lotus bloomed drippingly.

Jiang Ci pursed his lips in pain, and his originally pink lips were whitened by his teeth.

He has always been afraid of pain, when he was a toddler, he would cry all day when he fell, let alone this deep knife, I am afraid that this white and tender arm will have to leave this unstoppable and hideous scar in the future, but this white Xipa matter can finally be fooled.

Jiang Ci simply bandaged his wound and barely stopped the bleeding. turned around and looked in front of the bed, only to find that the heartless little guy had already fallen asleep with his head on the side of the bed with his futon in his arms.

"Hey, hey, surnamed Wei, wake up, how can I sleep like this."

He walked up to Wei Wei and shook her slightly, but she slept like a little pig and couldn't wake up.

And Jiang Ci has also carefully observed the bride he married for the first time since he entered the house. It can't be said that it is a peerless beauty who cares about the city, and then the peerless beauty of the country, nor is it a gentle and virtuous lady, but it is another style, maybe because the IQ is not high, it seems innocent and lovely?

There is a lot of flesh on the cheeks carved in pink, and the skin that can be broken by blowing is like ripples in the pool blown by the spring breeze, which makes people can't help but want to pinch it.

Jiang Ci thought so, and did so.

"I cut my wrists for your little conscience, pinch it for me, isn't it too much?"

"Not to mention, this feels really good, I just thought, you can eat it so much, where did the meat grow, it turned out that it was all on this meat face."

"Okay, I'll barely let you sleep in my bed today."

He sat on the ground, pinching Wei Wei's face while talking to himself, while Wei Wei raised the corners of his mouth from time to time, and he didn't have to guess what kind of food he was eating in his dream.

Jiang Ci lifted her feet, hugged her to the bed, and covered her with a quilt, while he picked up the quilt that he threw to Wei Wei in advance and made a bunk on the ground, which was also the first time that his little son Jiang slept on this cold and biting floor.

This trip didn't exhaust him to death, and he had the same doubts as the palanquin drivers, how heavy does this cargo weigh! I feel that the wound that I just bandaged to stop the bleeding is torn open again, and I am afraid that I am not married to the stone carving Buddha in the temple.

The jade wheel outside the window shines into the house, reflecting the mottled shadows of the trees, sparse, and the finches on the branches return to their nests to sleep, and the koi in the pond also burrow into the sand pit at the bottom of the pool, spitting bubbles for a break. The noisy day finally passed, and everything fell silent, leaving only two red candles with residual light, jumping on the word "Xi" from time to time, and secretly kissing its blushing face.