Chapter 14: Waiting to read the joke
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Pei Cheng closed the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Yanzhi standing on the ground barefoot, staring at him without blinking. Pei Cheng froze, and then quickly walked up and took the little one. Hug it.
Jiang Yanzhi was cold all over, not at all like he had just got out of the bed.
Pei Cheng felt that his headache was committed two years in advance. Why didn't he know that Jiang Yanzhi was so sticky?
Shrinking in Dad's warm arms, Jiang Yanzhi dryly explained: "I, I can't sleep."
He walked to bed with Jiang Yanzhi, rolled up the man with a quilt, and continued to hold him in his arms to help him warm up. Pei Cheng touched his hair, but he was helpless but pampered: "Don't do this in the future, I will worry of."
Jiang Yanzhi didn't speak with his head buried, and looked a little wronged.
Pei Cheng didn't know why he was soft-hearted. He had never thought that it was a good thing to indulge children, especially for boys, but now it is inexplicably soft-hearted.
I still feel very distressed.
Jiang Yanzhi had tears without any warning, and the tears fell down, like it was raining. After a while, the whole face was full of tears, and his nose was flushed, and the tears were muted. The face is ugly and cute.
"What are you crying for?" Pei Cheng couldn't help crying, "I haven't scolded you yet."
Jiang Yanzhi cried for a while, and the tears were still uncontrollable. He sniffed and choked: "I, I am afraid." Pei Cheng touched his head, thinking he was afraid to follow Jiang Rong tomorrow Of literacy, saying: "You don't want to read with your father?"
Jiang Yanzhi wiped his tears with his sleeve, "No, not afraid."
"Then what are you afraid of?" As soon as Pei Cheng's voice fell, he seemed to have caught something. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You're afraid I will leave you here alone, and then go back to the house."
Jiang Yan knew not to speak, it should be the default.
Pei Cheng raised his chin with a tough attitude, stared at his eyes, and said, "You listen."
Jiang Yanzhi was sad and ignorant.
Pei Cheng looked at Jiang Yanzhi in this look and wanted to laugh a little, "You remember, I am your father, and no one will lose you if I lose it."
Jiang Yanzhi raised his head, and after a long bang, he nodded heavily. He knew the difference between his father and his father, and he also knew the meaning of "will not lose you".
"Don't cry anymore." Pei Cheng lowered his eyes and helped Jiang Yanzhi wipe his tears with his fingertips. His mood was complicated.
Jiang Yanzhi cleverly looked up and asked Pei Cheng to help himself wipe his tears.
Pei Cheng thought of himself as a child when he wiped it. If someone used to wipe his tears when he was crying and hugged him, maybe he would not always hate to remember his children until now. Time.
After holding for a while, Pei Cheng's hands became sour, and he was too lazy to throw away the little guy who was still sticky and wrapped around himself, and fell into bed directly in this posture.
After Jiang Yan knew that his entire face was covered with a quilt, he reacted, and quickly drilled out of the quilt with his hands and feet, crawled to Pei Cheng's chest, and then stood still.
Pei Cheng felt as if he was being pressed against his chest by a jack, and he could not breathe for a while. He reached out and patted Jiang Yanzhi's **** lightly and said, "Go to bed."
Jiang Yan knew that Mo Hao refused to go on.
Pei Cheng held the little guy's back in one hand and dragged his **** in one hand, pulling the person off his chest and lying beside him.
Jiang Yan knew not to speak.
After Jiang Yanzhi was less burdensome, Pei Cheng was immediately more comfortable, but Jiang Yanzhi pulled a small face and was angry for a long time without turning his head to speak with Pei Cheng.
Jiang Yanzhi faced the wall, pouted his hips, bowed his upper body, a small face full of grievances and anger, but more expecting him to expect his father to coax him.
Because the burden on my heart was lifted, Pei Cheng hadn't waited until the little guy took the initiative to turn around to "forgive" himself, and he had fallen asleep.
Jiang Yanzhi turned cautiously and saw that Pei Cheng was asleep, and there was a flash of grievances under his eyes. He pursed his lips and moved slightly in the direction of Pei Cheng.
Pei Cheng was not awakened.
Jiang Yanzhi finally lay in the nearest place of Pei Cheng as he wished. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the clothes on Pei Cheng's chest, closed his eyes, and fell asleep soon.
When Pei Cheng woke up again, the sky outside was dark, and Jiang Yanzhi, who was lying in his arms, was still sleeping.
Pei Cheng rubbed his forehead. It wasn't too early. He would have to go to the front office later. He might not be able to catch up, so he woke up the little one.
Jiang Yanzhi opened his eyes confusedly, and saw Pei Cheng sit up straight, and then sat up with him, learning how to rub his eyes.
Pei Cheng ignored him and shouted to the outside, "Come here."
Erxi pushed the door open, and Sanxi followed behind, lighting the candle in the house.
The dim house was instantly lit, and Pei Cheng said in a dumb voice: "What time is it."
Erxi said: "It is time."
Pei Cheng lifted the quilt, and said sharply: "Have Beiyuan sent someone to the East Courtyard?"
Erxi did n’t expect that Pei Cheng ’s reaction would be so big, and he was shocked. Then he said, “Beijing has n’t come yet. Mrs. Er Shao ’s wife is Pei Cheng ’s breath. Holding Jiang Yanzhi in his arms, he went to the window and said, "Is Er Ye out? "
Erxi and Sanxi looked at each other. The former said helplessly: "The second lord's yard hasn't moved yet. If Mrs. Second Young is worried, will the villain go to the second yard?"
Pei Cheng and Jiang Rongzhi's yard were separated by a wall, very near and far away.
"no need."
Sanxi took Pei Cheng's cloak, and the wind was strong at night, but Pei Cheng's illness was beginning to recover. If the wind blows, he may fall ill again. Shaking the cloak, Sanxi silenced Pei Cheng to wear a cloak.
Jiang Yanzhi sat by the bed, Erxi knelt down on the ground to help him put on his shoes, and then put on his cotton-padded jacket after putting on his shoes.
After being neatly dressed, Pei Cheng pulled Jiang Yanzhi and said, "Let's go, find your father first."
Erxi and Sanxi were behind Pei Cheng. When the four of them walked to the entrance of the courtyard, they saw Jiang Rinzhi happened to walk to the entrance.
Coincidentally encountering Jiang Rin's way: "Come on, there is a rush from Beiyuan."
Pei Cheng followed Jiang Rongzhi's footsteps, thinking while walking, is it really such a coincidence? .
A group of people rushed to Beiyuan, and everyone was already seated. It was quiet, no one spoke, and there was no warm and harmonious family banquet.
Before one of Jiang Rin's pedestrians took a seat, he heard the old lady sitting on the throne yin and yang said strangely: "The Jiang family doesn't know who is in charge, and they have to ask three and four for a meal. Forgot too. "
There was silence in the hall. Uncle Jiang was still laughing, as if he had heard nothing, and Hu Xiayun turned his head to talk to Uncle Jiang.
The other guests who belonged to the old lady's family did not speak, and everyone was waiting to see the joke of Er Jiang.
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Pei Cheng closed the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Yanzhi standing on the ground barefoot, staring at him without blinking. Pei Cheng froze, and then quickly walked up and took the little one. Hug it.
Jiang Yanzhi was cold all over, not at all like he had just got out of the bed.
Pei Cheng felt that his headache was committed two years in advance. Why didn't he know that Jiang Yanzhi was so sticky?
Shrinking in Dad's warm arms, Jiang Yanzhi dryly explained: "I, I can't sleep."
He walked to bed with Jiang Yanzhi, rolled up the man with a quilt, and continued to hold him in his arms to help him warm up. Pei Cheng touched his hair, but he was helpless but pampered: "Don't do this in the future, I will worry of."
Jiang Yanzhi didn't speak with his head buried, and looked a little wronged.
Pei Cheng didn't know why he was soft-hearted. He had never thought that it was a good thing to indulge children, especially for boys, but now it is inexplicably soft-hearted.
I still feel very distressed.
Jiang Yanzhi had tears without any warning, and the tears fell down, like it was raining. After a while, the whole face was full of tears, and his nose was flushed, and the tears were muted. The face is ugly and cute.
"What are you crying for?" Pei Cheng couldn't help crying, "I haven't scolded you yet."
Jiang Yanzhi cried for a while, and the tears were still uncontrollable. He sniffed and choked: "I, I am afraid." Pei Cheng touched his head, thinking he was afraid to follow Jiang Rong tomorrow Of literacy, saying: "You don't want to read with your father?"
Jiang Yanzhi wiped his tears with his sleeve, "No, not afraid."
"Then what are you afraid of?" As soon as Pei Cheng's voice fell, he seemed to have caught something. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You're afraid I will leave you here alone, and then go back to the house."
Jiang Yan knew not to speak, it should be the default.
Pei Cheng raised his chin with a tough attitude, stared at his eyes, and said, "You listen."
Jiang Yanzhi was sad and ignorant.
Pei Cheng looked at Jiang Yanzhi in this look and wanted to laugh a little, "You remember, I am your father, and no one will lose you if I lose it."
Jiang Yanzhi raised his head, and after a long bang, he nodded heavily. He knew the difference between his father and his father, and he also knew the meaning of "will not lose you".
"Don't cry anymore." Pei Cheng lowered his eyes and helped Jiang Yanzhi wipe his tears with his fingertips. His mood was complicated.
Jiang Yanzhi cleverly looked up and asked Pei Cheng to help himself wipe his tears.
Pei Cheng thought of himself as a child when he wiped it. If someone used to wipe his tears when he was crying and hugged him, maybe he would not always hate to remember his children until now. Time.
After holding for a while, Pei Cheng's hands became sour, and he was too lazy to throw away the little guy who was still sticky and wrapped around himself, and fell into bed directly in this posture.
After Jiang Yan knew that his entire face was covered with a quilt, he reacted, and quickly drilled out of the quilt with his hands and feet, crawled to Pei Cheng's chest, and then stood still.
Pei Cheng felt as if he was being pressed against his chest by a jack, and he could not breathe for a while. He reached out and patted Jiang Yanzhi's **** lightly and said, "Go to bed."
Jiang Yan knew that Mo Hao refused to go on.
Pei Cheng held the little guy's back in one hand and dragged his **** in one hand, pulling the person off his chest and lying beside him.
Jiang Yan knew not to speak.
After Jiang Yanzhi was less burdensome, Pei Cheng was immediately more comfortable, but Jiang Yanzhi pulled a small face and was angry for a long time without turning his head to speak with Pei Cheng.
Jiang Yanzhi faced the wall, pouted his hips, bowed his upper body, a small face full of grievances and anger, but more expecting him to expect his father to coax him.
Because the burden on my heart was lifted, Pei Cheng hadn't waited until the little guy took the initiative to turn around to "forgive" himself, and he had fallen asleep.
Jiang Yanzhi turned cautiously and saw that Pei Cheng was asleep, and there was a flash of grievances under his eyes. He pursed his lips and moved slightly in the direction of Pei Cheng.
Pei Cheng was not awakened.
Jiang Yanzhi finally lay in the nearest place of Pei Cheng as he wished. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the clothes on Pei Cheng's chest, closed his eyes, and fell asleep soon.
When Pei Cheng woke up again, the sky outside was dark, and Jiang Yanzhi, who was lying in his arms, was still sleeping.
Pei Cheng rubbed his forehead. It wasn't too early. He would have to go to the front office later. He might not be able to catch up, so he woke up the little one.
Jiang Yanzhi opened his eyes confusedly, and saw Pei Cheng sit up straight, and then sat up with him, learning how to rub his eyes.
Pei Cheng ignored him and shouted to the outside, "Come here."
Erxi pushed the door open, and Sanxi followed behind, lighting the candle in the house.
The dim house was instantly lit, and Pei Cheng said in a dumb voice: "What time is it."
Erxi said: "It is time."
Pei Cheng lifted the quilt, and said sharply: "Have Beiyuan sent someone to the East Courtyard?"
Erxi did n’t expect that Pei Cheng ’s reaction would be so big, and he was shocked. Then he said, “Beijing has n’t come yet. Mrs. Er Shao ’s wife is Pei Cheng ’s breath. Holding Jiang Yanzhi in his arms, he went to the window and said, "Is Er Ye out? "
Erxi and Sanxi looked at each other. The former said helplessly: "The second lord's yard hasn't moved yet. If Mrs. Second Young is worried, will the villain go to the second yard?"
Pei Cheng and Jiang Rongzhi's yard were separated by a wall, very near and far away.
"no need."
Sanxi took Pei Cheng's cloak, and the wind was strong at night, but Pei Cheng's illness was beginning to recover. If the wind blows, he may fall ill again. Shaking the cloak, Sanxi silenced Pei Cheng to wear a cloak.
Jiang Yanzhi sat by the bed, Erxi knelt down on the ground to help him put on his shoes, and then put on his cotton-padded jacket after putting on his shoes.
After being neatly dressed, Pei Cheng pulled Jiang Yanzhi and said, "Let's go, find your father first."
Erxi and Sanxi were behind Pei Cheng. When the four of them walked to the entrance of the courtyard, they saw Jiang Rinzhi happened to walk to the entrance.
Coincidentally encountering Jiang Rin's way: "Come on, there is a rush from Beiyuan."
Pei Cheng followed Jiang Rongzhi's footsteps, thinking while walking, is it really such a coincidence? .
A group of people rushed to Beiyuan, and everyone was already seated. It was quiet, no one spoke, and there was no warm and harmonious family banquet.
Before one of Jiang Rin's pedestrians took a seat, he heard the old lady sitting on the throne yin and yang said strangely: "The Jiang family doesn't know who is in charge, and they have to ask three and four for a meal. Forgot too. "
There was silence in the hall. Uncle Jiang was still laughing, as if he had heard nothing, and Hu Xiayun turned his head to talk to Uncle Jiang.
The other guests who belonged to the old lady's family did not speak, and everyone was waiting to see the joke of Er Jiang.
Pei Cheng closed the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Yanzhi standing on the ground barefoot, staring at him without blinking. Pei Cheng froze, and then quickly walked up and took the little one. Hug it.Jiang Yanzhi was cold all over, not at all like he had just got out of the bed.Pei Cheng felt that his headache was committed two years in advance. Why didn't he know that Jiang Yanzhi was so sticky?Shrinking in Dad's warm arms, Jiang Yanzhi dryly explained: "I, I can't sleep."He walked to bed with Jiang Yanzhi, rolled up the man with a quilt, and continued to hold him in his arms to help him warm up. Pei Cheng touched his hair, but he was helpless but pampered: "Don't do this in the future, I will worry of."Jiang Yanzhi didn't speak with his head buried, and looked a little wronged.Pei Cheng didn't know why he was soft-hearted. He had never thought that it was a good thing to indulge children, especially for boys, but now it is inexplicably soft-hearted.I still feel very distressed.Jiang Yanzhi had tears without any warning, and the tears fell down, like it was raining. After a while, the whole face was full of tears, and his nose was flushed, and the tears were muted. The face is ugly and cute."What are you crying for?" Pei Cheng couldn't help crying, "I haven't scolded you yet."Jiang Yanzhi cried for a while, and the tears were still uncontrollable. He sniffed and choked: "I, I am afraid." Pei Cheng touched his head, thinking he was afraid to follow Jiang Rong tomorrow Of literacy, saying: "You don't want to read with your father?"Jiang Yanzhi wiped his tears with his sleeve, "No, not afraid.""Then what are you afraid of?" As soon as Pei Cheng's voice fell, he seemed to have caught something. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You're afraid I will leave you here alone, and then go back to the house."Jiang Yan knew not to speak, it should be the default.Pei Cheng raised his chin with a tough attitude, stared at his eyes, and said, "You listen."Jiang Yanzhi was sad and ignorant.Pei Cheng looked at Jiang Yanzhi in this look and wanted to laugh a little, "You remember, I am your father, and no one will lose you if I lose it."Jiang Yanzhi raised his head, and after a long bang, he nodded heavily. He knew the difference between his father and his father, and he also knew the meaning of "will not lose you"."Don't cry anymore." Pei Cheng lowered his eyes and helped Jiang Yanzhi wipe his tears with his fingertips. His mood was complicated.Jiang Yanzhi cleverly looked up and asked Pei Cheng to help himself wipe his tears.Pei Cheng thought of himself as a child when he wiped it. If someone used to wipe his tears when he was crying and hugged him, maybe he would not always hate to remember his children until now. Time.After holding for a while, Pei Cheng's hands became sour, and he was too lazy to throw away the little guy who was still sticky and wrapped around himself, and fell into bed directly in this posture.After Jiang Yan knew that his entire face was covered with a quilt, he reacted, and quickly drilled out of the quilt with his hands and feet, crawled to Pei Cheng's chest, and then stood still.Pei Cheng felt as if he was being pressed against his chest by a jack, and he could not breathe for a while. He reached out and patted Jiang Yanzhi's **** lightly and said, "Go to bed."Jiang Yan knew that Mo Hao refused to go on.Pei Cheng held the little guy's back in one hand and dragged his **** in one hand, pulling the person off his chest and lying beside him.Jiang Yan knew not to speak.After Jiang Yanzhi was less burdensome, Pei Cheng was immediately more comfortable, but Jiang Yanzhi pulled a small face and was angry for a long time without turning his head to speak with Pei Cheng.Jiang Yanzhi faced the wall, pouted his hips, bowed his upper body, a small face full of grievances and anger, but more expecting him to expect his father to coax him.Because the burden on my heart was lifted, Pei Cheng hadn't waited until the little guy took the initiative to turn around to "forgive" himself, and he had fallen asleep.Jiang Yanzhi turned cautiously and saw that Pei Cheng was asleep, and there was a flash of grievances under his eyes. He pursed his lips and moved slightly in the direction of Pei Cheng.Pei Cheng was not awakened.Jiang Yanzhi finally lay in the nearest place of Pei Cheng as he wished. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the clothes on Pei Cheng's chest, closed his eyes, and fell asleep soon.When Pei Cheng woke up again, the sky outside was dark, and Jiang Yanzhi, who was lying in his arms, was still sleeping.Pei Cheng rubbed his forehead. It wasn't too early. He would have to go to the front office later. He might not be able to catch up, so he woke up the little one.Jiang Yanzhi opened his eyes confusedly, and saw Pei Cheng sit up straight, and then sat up with him, learning how to rub his eyes.Pei Cheng ignored him and shouted to the outside, "Come here."Erxi pushed the door open, and Sanxi followed behind, lighting the candle in the house.The dim house was instantly lit, and Pei Cheng said in a dumb voice: "What time is it."Erxi said: "It is time."Pei Cheng lifted the quilt, and said sharply: "Have Beiyuan sent someone to the East Courtyard?"Erxi did n't expect that Pei Cheng 's reaction would be so big, and he was shocked. Then he said, Beijing has n't come yet. Mrs. Er Shao 's wife is Pei Cheng 's breath. Holding Jiang Yanzhi in his arms, he went to the window and said, "Is Er Ye out? "Erxi and Sanxi looked at each other. The former said helplessly: "The second lord's yard hasn't moved yet. If Mrs. Second Young is worried, will the villain go to the second yard?"Pei Cheng and Jiang Rongzhi's yard were separated by a wall, very near and far away."no need."Sanxi took Pei Cheng's cloak, and the wind was strong at night, but Pei Cheng's illness was beginning to recover. If the wind blows, he may fall ill again. Shaking the cloak, Sanxi silenced Pei Cheng to wear a cloak.Jiang Yanzhi sat by the bed, Erxi knelt down on the ground to help him put on his shoes, and then put on his cotton-padded jacket after putting on his shoes.After being neatly dressed, Pei Cheng pulled Jiang Yanzhi and said, "Let's go, find your father first."Erxi and Sanxi were behind Pei Cheng. When the four of them walked to the entrance of the courtyard, they saw Jiang Rinzhi happened to walk to the entrance.Coincidentally encountering Jiang Rin's way: "Come on, there is a rush from Beiyuan."Pei Cheng followed Jiang Rongzhi's footsteps, thinking while walking, is it really such a coincidence? .A group of people rushed to Beiyuan, and everyone was already seated. It was quiet, no one spoke, and there was no warm and harmonious family banquet.Before one of Jiang Rin's pedestrians took a seat, he heard the old lady sitting on the throne yin and yang said strangely: "The Jiang family doesn't know who is in charge, and they have to ask three and four for a meal. Forgot too. "There was silence in the hall. Uncle Jiang was still laughing, as if he had heard nothing, and Hu Xiayun turned his head to talk to Uncle Jiang.The other guests who belonged to the old lady's family did not speak, and everyone was waiting to see the joke of Er Jiang.
