Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Why? I want my father.

The little bun lowered his head and twisted his fingers in grievance, with tears in his eyes. People in the village called them wild bastards with no father and mother, little monsters, now that their father is healed, and their father is back, their home should be more and more The better, why hide it?

Xiao Wu!

Ling Wen's immature voice was suddenly high, Ling Wu subconsciously shook, the tears in his eyes fell down, seeing this, Ling Wen quickly restrained his displeasure and stretched out his thin arms to hug him: Xiao Wu Don't cry, we don't need a father, a father is enough.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Although he still didn't understand his dissatisfaction, the crying little bun still whimpered and nodded. Ling Wenxue, following Ling Jingxuan's usual way of coaxing them, lightly patted his back, and the little round almond eyes folded into a firm gleam. He will definitely protect his father and brother.

Under Ling Jingxuan's arrogance, the man stayed. On the other hand, Ling Chenglong and his wife were very angry. Before leaving, they threatened to leave him alone, but the next morning, Ling Chenglong came with Ling Jingpeng. I have fish at home. After all, it is my own son. How can I say that I don't care?

Father, Jingpeng, please help me buy twenty clay pots of this shape, a few salt pot-sized pots, two wooden barrels of the largest size, and finally ten catties of cornmeal. , two catties of pork.

Greeting father and younger brother for breakfast, Ling Jingxuan said while gesticulating the shape of the clay pot. Yesterday's fish sold for 500 cents, equivalent to half a tael of silver. They should also eat some meat to make up for it, but...

Oh my dad, we only make a few dollars. Why do you buy things and eat pork? No, you can't buy anything. Our family's money can't let you be like this.

The big bun let out a strange cry, staring at him with disapproval all over his face, Ling Jingxuan held his forehead speechlessly, and after a while, he patiently said: What a small article, the clay pot is used to hold the wild animals outside. For grapes, didn't I say, to turn them into a lot of money, before that, a small amount of investment is also necessary, as well as cornmeal and pork, isn't our family not eating, we can't do nothing Eat? Look at how thin you and Xiao Wu are, shouldn't you eat some pork tonic?

To say that Ling Jingxuan regrets the most in his life, he must have given up the financial power without even thinking about it. No, spending two money is like wanting the life of a big bun.

Dad, you just don't know how to live. How expensive is a small clay pot, why don't we just buy two big ones? It's too extravagant to eat cornmeal every day. Just buy some black noodles. Forget pork, it's expensive. , We didn’t make a lot of money, Ye Guozi still doesn’t know if we can make money, so save it if you can.”

After hesitating for a while, the big bun shouted again, Ling Jingxuan was depressed and said unwillingly: Xiaowen, think about it, can the price of a piece of cloth be the same on the street stall and in the shop? This thing? Ah, the rarer it is, the more expensive it is, you know? And expensive things must be carefully packaged or something. You say that you only have two big jars when you come here, and good things are also wasted, and they can be sold for ten taels of silver. In the end, it can only be sold for one or two silvers. Do you know how big the gap is? If we want to make big money, we must first know how to invest, so the conclusion is that small pots must be bought.

He must be crazy, to actually talk to a five-year-old child about the return on investment, Ling Jingxuan's heart collapsed at this moment.

Are you really sure that things made from those wild fruits can sell for ten taels of silver?

After being silent for a long time, Ling Wen held his breath and confirmed nervously that all he could understand was how much money he made.

There is a play!

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan's eyes glowed, and he nodded hastily: If there is no accident, it must be more than ten taels of silver.

Okay then, the jars will be bought as you ordered.

As if cutting his flesh, the big bun finally nodded, but...

Master, uncle, in addition to the jar and the big wooden barrel, help us buy some black noodles, the cheapest kind.

Before Ling Jingxuan had time to be happy, the big bun turned to Ling Chenglong and his son and said, Ling Jingxuan suddenly wanted to cry without tears, will he still eat white rice one day in his life?

okay.

Ling Chenglong, who saw this scene from beginning to end, smiled honestly, patted his head dotingly and looked at Ling Jingxuan with a depressed face: That's it, Xiaowen is also poor and afraid, the fish in Yuehuagou can make you How long will it take? We should save what we need to save.

I know dad, so I'll trouble you and my younger brother. By the way, my younger brother, go to the grocery store and ask if there is rock candy for sale. If not, buy me a few kilograms of white sugar. I will make medicine for my second brother.

What else could it be like? Take it slow, one day he will reverse the big bun's stingy temper.

Okay, big brother, our fish is big and fat, so it's easy to sell. I'll come to help you when it's sold out. Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to dig a pond in the backyard?

Hearing that the second brother's illness also had hope, Ling Jingpeng patted his chest with a bright smile on his face, and his wheat-colored skin glowed with azure and handsome brilliance.

Sure, then you go, it's going to be hot later.

Hey!

The three of Ling Jingxuan and his son personally escorted Ling Chenglong and his son out. It was not until they saw their backs disappear from sight that Ling Jingxuan was about to turn around. Today, he still has more things to do. He plans to make wine from those wild grapes. Boil some jam, even if you can't exchange money, you can let your child eat more, right?

Um?

Feeling that the hem of his clothes was being pulled, Ling Jingxuan lowered his head in confusion, and the big bun loosened the hem of his clothes and turned around.

Said: Father, I know you want to eat better, but we have no money. When we have money in the future, I will definitely let you eat white rice every day.

Hehe... Then Dad is waiting, go, didn't I teach you two words yesterday? Take Xiao Wu to practice.

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan laughed helplessly. It doesn't matter if he made a big cake for him, at least he has the heart, doesn't he? Since his son is afraid of poverty, he has to hold money in his hand to have confidence, so he will work hard to make money, and when their money is too much to be used up, he will naturally not be stingy anymore.

At this time, Ling Jingxuan didn't know that there were some habits that were hard to quit in a lifetime. Even if they had gold and silver in the future, the stingy little buns will always be stingy little buns, and they haven't changed at all.

Dad, can I go and play with Tiewazi after I have finished practicing?

Of course you can, but remember to go home in the afternoon. For your health, you must develop a good habit of taking a nap!

Dotingly nodded at the tip of his nose, Ling Jingxuan nodded with a smile, and after the two buns obediently went to the backyard to practice calligraphy, Ling Jingxuan turned around and walked towards the man's house.

Chapter 020 For the first time, who are you?

Stop pretending, I know you're awake.

After changing the medicine for the man, Ling Jingxuan stood beside him and looked at him coldly. The man lying on the straw with his bare upper body was very strong, not the kind of muscular gentleman who was sturdy and muscular, but sexy and fit like a clothes rack, every inch Muscles are smooth and flexible wheat color, one more point is fat, one point less is thin, coupled with tough facial lines like a knife, handsome facial features, men are undoubtedly sexy and charming, even with closed eyes. To seduce the hearts of any woman, if it weren't for the little things he had with the original owner, maybe he would also be tempted. Everyone loves beautiful things, doesn't it?

Who are you?

When he opened his eyes, his dark and deep peach blossom eyes shone brightly. His pale complexion due to excessive blood loss did not detract from the sharpness of his eyes. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help whistling. Those eyes were undoubtedly handsome for him. His facial features add the finishing touch, and under its embellishment, the man's aura has undergone earth-shaking changes, powerful, sharp, and extravagant.

Should you state your name before asking anyone else? Or is this how you treat your savior?

Admiration after admiration, Ling Jingxuan has not forgotten how cruel and cold-blooded he is. This kind of man can be seen from a distance, but if he is slandering... let it be, he still wants to live a few more years.

The brilliance's flowing black eyes flashed a moment of confusion, and then it was as deep as the sea. The man did not answer his question, but stared at him for a moment, his blank head told him that he had forgotten everything, including His own name, but from the conversation he heard in a daze yesterday, he knew that the thin and beautiful man in front of him who claimed to be his savior seemed to have a close relationship with him.

Who are you?

Asking again, perhaps the man didn't notice it himself, but there was an unquestionable command in his tone. There are some things that cannot disappear even with amnesia, that is, the inherent domineering.

You won't tell me you forget who you are, will you?