Zhao Sheng reluctantly handed the little baby in his arms to Rong's, and said resentfully: "This kid doesn't even recognize his father, he should be beaten!" It's time to fight! ”

Rong pretended to be angry and glanced at him, "If you want to be willing, you can fight, I am not willing." As soon as she took the little baby, the little baby immediately stopped crying, with little hands in her mouth, giggling, and undried tears on her chubby little face.

Zhao Sheng couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this, and said: "Hey, come on, who let your mother and son stay together all day, I'll spare him this time." As he spoke, he hugged his clean clothes and went to the room to bathe.

In order to facilitate the washing of the family, Erlang connected the kitchen with the pot stove in the kitchen, and boiled water to save effort and worry.

Zhao Sheng arrived at the room, and Erlang was wiping San Lang's back.

"Big brother, why are you here?" Saburo asked in a raised voice.

"Whew, don't mention it." Da Lang tested the temperature of the water and took off his coat, "I thought about helping your sister-in-law coax the baby to sleep, but the baby didn't recognize me anymore, and I cried when I hugged him." In your sister-in-law's arms, guess what? ”

"Laughed?" Erlang asked happily.

"Not really! The one who laughs sweetly! Da Lang soaked in the hot water, his whole body was relaxed, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, it's still good at home!" ”

San Lang raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Kyoto, and said indignantly: "Big brother, that is our home!" ”

"Third brother! Hugh is babbling! Da Lang immediately straightened his face and shouted.

San Lang lowered his head and muttered in a disapprehensive whisper, "Tell me what you're afraid of?" ”

"You are such a big person, and I still use me to teach you the truth that comes out of your mouth?" Da Lang's eyebrows were raised, quite powerful. Erlang hurriedly played a round for San Lang, "Big brother, don't blame the third brother, he is also unscrupulous." ”

Da Lang threw the towel into the water, and the water splashed, "If you don't choose your words today, it is likely to become a crime of breaking your bones in the future." Da Lang took out the scarf, wrung it out and covered it on the top of his head, and let out a long sigh of relief before he said: "Second brother, third brother, although we have taken root in Fengshan Village, we can't take it lightly after all." Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, he did not forget to send people to scold. It is both a humiliation and a warning. Now, the little fool's bones are not cold, and he can't be sloppy. ”

After receiving the news of Xiao Yu's death, Da Lang rarely mentioned Xiao Yu. It seems that if you don't say it, Xiaoyu's death has not become a fact. She is still living with Yu is living in Jinghua Nunnery, waiting for the day when the family will be reunited. However, in the room, the three brothers saw each other naked, and the burden in their hearts was also removed, and the word "little fool" was no longer taboo.

Thinking of the hard-working little sister, San Lang's eyes were sore, and he sincerely admitted his mistake to Da Lang, "I must remember the teachings of my eldest brother and won't talk nonsense." ”

Da Lang sniffed and nodded with satisfaction, "San Lang, it's good that you can keep it in mind." ”

Saburo hummed heavily.

After a moment of silence, Erlang Leng Ding'er remembered something, "Huh? Big brother, what is the origin of that fortune teller a few days ago? ”

"Him?" Da Lang sneered, "He's not a fortune teller, he's testing whether we have any objections!" ”

Speaking of the fortune teller, it seemed to come out of thin air, and what he said was mysterious and mysterious, but the head of the Emperor Lingwei believed in him. also took the risk and stayed with him for two nights, during which he chatted with him and was quite enthusiastic.

The fortune teller claimed to be surnamed Lu and said that he was the eighth generation of Lu Dongbin. As for whether it is true or not, of course, there is no way to verify it. When he stayed overnight, he took the opportunity to talk to Da Lang, saying that he was rich and noble, and that he had just met the death of a loved one.

Da Lang saw that he had bad intentions, so he talked to him and told him about the affairs of the villagers. For example, it doesn't rain at all, the vegetable seedlings don't grow, the chickens and ducks eat more, and the eggs are less.

The fortune teller looks at it, this is not playing the piano to the cow. I don't think it's interesting to talk about it, so I won't talk about it.

Da Lang's words were all expected by Erlang, he nodded, and said: "I don't think he is a good person." ”

The fortune teller couldn't pester, so he went to Erlang. He learned from Da Lang to be obedient, and he didn't mention his face and wealth, and directly said that his relatives died in vain.

Jiro heard that he meant Xiao Yu. However, let's not say it, as soon as Erlang said it, he immediately woke up his spirit and replied directly, "The family just added a new ding, why do you want to die in vain?" You can't see it for sure! ”

The fortune teller almost choked him to death.

"Hmm." Da Lang said approvingly: "This person is acting sneaky. I don't know who he is under orders. However, no matter who we are, as long as we deal with it well, we will never invite trouble. Therefore, the third brother, whether at home or in the imperial tomb, must be cautious in his words and deeds in order to avoid calamity. ”

"The fortune teller you're talking about is that old Lu, right?"

"Yes, that's him." Erlang raised his eyebrows and asked nervously, "What did he tell you?" ”

"He said that I can be a marquis by looking at my face, but looking at my back is unspeakably expensive."

The back is unspeakably expensive, which is an allusion to rebellion. Da Lang chuckled in his heart. He was afraid that San Lang didn't have a doorkeeper on his lips, and he said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said.

"And what did you do to him?"

"I said that if the guards of the imperial mausoleum can be crowned marquis and worship the prime minister, then Qisuoer can also command the three armies."

Da Lang and Ji Lang laughed.

The towel on Da Lang's forehead fell into the water with a pop. He hurriedly reached out and fished it out, "That fortune teller didn't make you angry?" ”

San Lang smiled, "I saw that his face was blue, and I guess he was not far from dying of anger." ”

The words fell, and there was another burst of laughter in the room.

The three brothers slowly stopped laughing, and Da Lang's face was full of gloom, "He made a statement to test our brothers, and he also used Xiao Yu as an excuse, and he definitely had a ghost in his heart." ”

Erlang rubbed Saburo's back from bottom to top, and his breathing was slightly heavy, "Whether he is a human or a ghost, our soldiers will come to cover the water." The custodian won't tell him to go around it. ”

Da Lang used a towel to rub water on his shoulder, and said worriedly: "Having said that, I always feel that the person who came is not good. That fortune teller may be a little minion who plays pioneers, and there must be someone behind him. ”

"Big brother, do you think he ordered someone to come to the temptation?"

The person in Erlang's mouth refers to Zhao Xu.

For a moment, Da Lang couldn't make up his mind, "Maybe." ”

Saburo waved his hand impatiently, "Oh, don't talk about him, don't talk about him." I heard from Mr. Mi that Kyoto is going to suffer from drought this year. Some large families have begun to hoard food to cope with the disaster. ”

Not only the head of the Imperial Tomb Guard, but other generals also spread the news behind their backs. As more and more people hoard rice, the price of rice will soar and then grow wildly.

"Big brother, let's stock up on some too. Adults are okay to say, children can't go hungry. ”

Although Toyoyama is seven or eight days away from Kyoto, no one can say for sure what will happen to the natural disaster, and if it is affected, it will inevitably affect lives.

"It's fine." Da Lang paused for a moment, and then said, "When I return to the emperor's tomb, I will go to the market to buy some medicinal herbs by the way." Dispel pestilence, repel mosquitoes and flies. ”

"I don't know if my mother is prepared. They are all weak women, and Jinghua'an is halfway up the mountain, who will send them rice and medicine?! San Lang's nose was sour, and he choked up.