What about people?!

Zhong Yongfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, his body suddenly stopped, and his heart beat violently uncontrollably, as if it was about to burst out of his chest in the next moment.

Gasping and forcing himself to calm down, the wind was blowing under his feet, his eyes were like knives, and he quickly filtered the crowd of people.

This person is fine, this person is just an ordinary person...... Who, who is it......

Could it be Xu Chen?

No, it can't be, he doesn't have the guts.

Or did the Dao Palace send someone else, but he didn't notice it?

Zhong Yongfeng hated himself for being so uncontrollable, knowing that he was in the game, why didn't he resist but still approached them......

If anything really happened to her and the children, he would never forgive himself in his life.

The rapid breathing brought a stinging pain in his throat full of blood, and just when Zhong Jifeng's eyes were red and he was about to go straight to the Second Prince's Mansion for help, he heard a familiar voice.

“…… It's all wrapped. ”

The three figures of his dreams stopped in front of a clay puppet stall, and the stall owner's aunt's eyes widened as if she was surprised.

"You, do you really want it? You can't eat this clay puppet, you really don't have to buy so many ......."

"It's okay, I'm useful, Auntie, you just have to wrap it up."

It wasn't until she took the three taels of silver handed over by Jiang Fuyuan that the lady who sold the clay puppets was sure that the little lady in front of her was not joking.

The eldest lady smiled, crossed the four corners of the cushion cloth and knotted each other, and then tied it with a rope and handed it to Jiang Fuyuan.

"It's all here! But...... Little lady, these are not light, how can you take them back? ”

Zhong Yongfeng, who was calm and breathing, silently stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I'll take it." ”

The deep voice was very close, startling Jiang Fuyu, and she turned her head to find that Zhong Jifeng was standing behind her at some point.

"Why are you here?" / "Uncle Chung! ”

Her questions rang out at the same time as the intimate voices of the cubs.

Zhong Yongfeng licked his dry lips and slowly made an excuse: "I'm also here to buy something." ”

What does the general need to buy himself? When she's a fool?

But seeing the sparkling eyes of the cubs, as well as the corners of Zhong Jifeng's clothes that were secretly pinched by the cubs at some point, Jiang Fuyuan pursed his lips and did not tear him down.

[Free labor does not need to be in vain. 】

"Then it's hard for General Li."

Jiang Fukite simply handed over the big bag and led the two cubs to turn around and walk in the direction of home.

“…… Bell. ”

Qianying didn't seem to hear and walked on her own, but the two cubs looked back at him as they walked, Zhong Jifeng smiled bitterly, picked up a big bag full of clay puppets, and chased after them in three or two steps.

The clay puppets rubbed against each other in their bags, making a subtle tinkling sound as they shook their pace.

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at the big bag, and frowned slightly: "If the general can't take it, I can do it myself." ”

The clay puppets inside are of other use, in case they are broken, wouldn't they be three taels of silver and white flowers?

Zhong Yongfeng heard a hint of disgust from her words, and silently raised his arms to increase the stability of the large package.

“…… Little lady, aren't you short of money, how can you buy so many clay dolls? ”

He held back the question of money all the way, and he wanted to ask it for a long time, so he borrowed the clay puppet to mention it at this time.

The amount of fifty taels of silver per month was set after he observed the prices in Jingzhou, and it stands to reason that these silver can fully guarantee the daily needs of their mothers, and will not cause unnecessary trouble because they show their wealth too much.

Jiang Fuyuan was puzzled: "Why do you think I'm short of money?" ”

Although she is indeed short of money.

“…… Didn't you even sell bracelets? ”

Women will not sell their jewelry unless they have to. If he remembered correctly, the bracelet was still her dowry.

Zhong Yongfeng silently began to examine whether he really gave too little money, otherwise how could his daughter-in-law get to the point where she needed to sell her dowry?

"Oh, that's it." Jiang Fuyuan said lazily, "It was given by my ex-husband, it's useless to keep it, it's better to sell it and exchange it for cash." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: ...... Sells well!

Walking all the way to the mouth of the alley, Jiang Fuyuan stopped and reached out to pick up the big bag.

"My house is almost here, thank you General Li for your help, just give me the next things."

Zhong Yongfeng weighed the big bag that was not light: "It's not a few steps away, I'll help you mention home." ”

"No, I don't think so."

Zhong Yongfeng: ??? Tiduti has been mentioning all the way, and now he is suddenly polite?

Jiang Fukite looked left and right to make sure that no one was paying attention to them, so he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Hasn't the general heard a word, there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: ......

As if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Jiang Fuyuan pointed to himself: "Widow." ”

He pointed to the clock again.

"Right and wrong."

Zhong Yongfeng: ...... I almost forgot about it.

Sighing, he handed over the big bag and said intimately: "This thing is quite heavy, if you can't hold it at once, take it several times, I can help you watch it here." ”

"No, you don't."

Jiang Fukite, who has been nourished by the power of faith, is not what it used to be, only to see her little white hand lightly lifted, like carrying a small chick to carry the big bag steadily, and the clay puppet in the bag did not even make a trace of collision sound.

Zhong Yongfeng was stunned: "Great, powerful." ”

Jiang Fukite smiled back and lowered his eyes to look at the cubs.

The cubs shouted in tacit understanding, "Goodbye, Uncle Zhong." ”

The little cub pouted and added affectionately: "Uncle Zhong, can Xiaobai play with you in the future?" ”

He really liked the smell of this Uncle Zhong, a taste that made him feel at ease and couldn't help but want to get closer.

Zhong Yongfeng lowered his head and rubbed the little cub's little brain, and said with a smile: "Yes, I will come to Xiaobai to play with when I have time in the future." ”

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Ke Mingbai reluctantly let go of his little hand and stood beside A-Niang.

The three remained motionless.

Zhong Yongfeng, who was going to watch the mother and son go home: ?

"You ...... Don't you go back? ”

Jiang Fu replied with a smile: "Didn't the general say that he was on the way?" General, please. ”

Is this a shot in the foot?

Zhong Yongfeng couldn't help but close his eyes, and after opening his eyes again, he returned to his usual appearance of being a hanger, and said with a smile: "Then Zhong someone will retire first, and the little lady will have a period later." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the general's mansion under the gaze of Jiang Fukite and the two cubs.

The little cub star-eyed: "Wow, Uncle Zhong lives next door to us!" ”

The cub's face was also unconcealably happy: "Auntie, Uncle Zhong and us are really fateful!" ”

Jiang Fuyuan snorted, retracted his gaze and showed an inexplicable smile: "Yes, there is a fate......

Back home, Jiang Fuyuan first wiped the cubs' faces and changed clothes, and after sending the second baby to see the eldest baby practicing calligraphy, she had the time to clean up the bag of clay dolls.

She took out the clay puppets one by one and placed them on the windowsill as if they were lined up.

The lady is very skillful, these clay puppets are all cute and vivid, and the clay puppets on a windowsill are placed together like a shrunken crowd, which looks quite lively.

Chubby reached out curiously to touch it, and when his fingers just touched one of the little clay figures with red jackets and green pants, a powerful suction force swept in instantly.

"Ahhhh————hh

He couldn't help but scream: "Master-save my ————"

Jiang Fuyuan slapped away the ghost hand he put on the top of the clay puppet's head: "You can't find someone of the same gender on your upper body?" ”

She paused, and let out a soul torture: "Or are you actually a woman?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan: It turns out that he is the general that Zhao Bo said can be stoned to death if the signboard falls?

Uncle Zhao: It's not me, I didn't say it!

Lonely Horse on the Street: Oh no, don't you notice what's missing?

(End of chapter)