Chapter 11: Just a Show! There's no need to talk about dad all the time.

The little baby girl shook weakly and fell headlong on the bed.

She was still too young, and she finally saved up a little spiritual power, and she used it up in one go.

Fortunately, I met a miracle doctor, the wound was not inflamed, and after getting through tonight, my mother will be fine.

She smiled with relief, leaned on her mother, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

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"Bang bang bang."

I slept for less than an hour when the door was slammed.

The sound of a drum-like knock on the door, in the silence of the night, pierced the eardrums even more.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, clenched her sword in her right hand, and looked at the door vigilantly.

"Who?"

Ye Jian was so shocked that his scalp was numb, and a spirit jumped up from the small collapse.

"Open the door."

Outside, I remembered the unkind voice of my mother-in-law: "My old lady is in poor health and needs red ginseng as medicine, so she sent me over to buy red ginseng." ”

Ye Jian muttered angrily: "It will be dawn in another hour, can't you buy it when it's dawn?" Do you have to disturb someone else's rest? ”

The mother-in-law was rude: "We need it urgently, we can't wait." ”

"Daddy."

The little baby girl rubbed her eyelids, opened her eyes, and beckoned to Ye Jian.

"Hey."

Ye Jian agreed very smoothly, didn't care about putting on shoes, and ran over barefoot.

"Dad, I'll tell you."

The little baby girl brought him close to him, whispered softly into his ear.

"Uh-huh, I see."

Ye Jian's eyebrows flashed with a hint of surprise, and he nodded solemnly in the spirit of trust in the little baby girl.

"Hurry up and open the door."

The grandmother's shout became more and more irritated: "Otherwise, I will kick the door." ”

"Here we are."

Ye Jian listened to the words of the little girl, had a backbone, put on his shoes and went to open the door.

The door opened, and the mother-in-law, who had seen her in the kitchen an hour ago, broke in impatiently and slapped the silver ticket on the table: "This is a hundred taels of silver tickets, bring the red ginseng." ”

"You old beggar, quite arrogant and domineering!"

Ye Jian was holding back a wretched anger in his heart, and he had long wanted to scold people.

He is the son of a fisherman, he has never learned red tape since he was a child, he doesn't understand the theory of Wen Zou Zou, he scolds people and does not spit out dirty words, and his words are particularly rough: "I want to snatch red ginseng for a hundred taels, and my brain is caught by the door panel?" Don't even think about it! ”

"You."

The mother-in-law trembled angrily: "Who do you say is the old beggar?" ”

Ye Jian sneered: "Who else but you?" ”

"The old lady of my family is the old lady of the Marquis of Wu'an."

The mother-in-law was angry and arrogant: "If you dare to scold me, you are disrespectful to the Marquis of Wu'an." ”

"I don't care what kind of Hou Mansion you are."

Ye Jian was scolding, and he was even more arrogant than her: "If you want to buy red ginseng, take a thousand taels of silver, and a copper plate can't be less." ”

"A thousand?"

The mother-in-law screamed as if she was being stepped on by the neck of a chicken: "Why don't you go and rob it?" ”

"If you buy it, you can buy it, and if you can't afford it, you can get out."

Ye Jian imitated the maid's action of waving flies, and waved his hand: "Don't be an eyesore here, delay others to sleep." ”

"You, you wait."

The mother-in-law trembled angrily, shook her hand hatefully and left: "I'll go back and tell the old lady." ”

"Slow down and don't send it."

Ye Jian kicked the person out of the house and closed the door vigorously.

Turning his head, he changed his face in a second, ran to the side of the bed in a hurry, and flattered the little baby girl: "Baby, how is Daddy doing?" Satisfied? ”

It's just a show!

There's no need to talk about dad all the time.

The woman coughed twice, resisting the urge to kick him again, and looked away.