Chapter 106:

Chapter 106:

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the courtyard with a reddish and golden halo. A gust of autumn wind blew past, blowing Mo Wufeng's loosely rolled black hair, and a curly dead leaf fell on his shoulder, but he didn't notice it.

At this moment, Mo Wufeng was sitting on a bench in the corridor outside the dining room, with a sewing basket beside him, holding an embroidery needle in his hand, he was stitching together colorful rags one by one, and from time to time he put the needle tip on the Gently pass between the temples to make the stitches smoother and neater.

Finally finished sewing, Mo Wufeng turned the cloth over. Although it was deflated, it was vaguely discernible that it was spherical.

"Father!" Mo Xiaoyu ran over, holding a cone-shaped object folded from oiled paper in his hand, which contained small round biscuits that Modai had just baked.

Mo Xiaoyi also held the same thing and shouted behind Mo Xiaoyu: "Father!"

At the same time, Mo Dai also walked over behind the two children. Mo Wufeng responded to the two children with a smile, then raised his eyes to look at Mo Dai, and raised the semi-finished product in his hand: "wife master, come and have a look." Does it look like this?"

Modai walked over, took the fallen leaves off his shoulders for him, sat down next to him, took a look at the things in his hands, and said with a smile: "Yes, that's right, stuff some rags, cotton, etc. It can be used as a toy for two children!"

Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoyi knew that the thing made by Mo Wufeng was their toy, they both looked at it curiously, and from time to time they used their little hands to touch it, full of anticipation.

"Father, I'll eat it for you!" Mo Xiaoyu pinched a small biscuit from her paper tube container and handed it to Mo Wufeng as a token of condolence, but unexpectedly his simple action moved Mo Wufeng to tears, and his heart ached. Dao, the son can finally think of his own father!

"Father, why are you crying?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at Mo Wufeng puzzled, "Don't you like biscuits?"

Mo Wufeng shook his head hastily, stuffed the biscuit into his mouth and chewed.

Seeing her father's appearance as if he was afraid that others would steal his biscuits, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Don't worry, eat slowly, my mother packed a lot for me!"

Mo Dai burst out laughing, while Mo Wufeng was so ashamed.

Mo Xiaoyi was reluctant to part with his own biscuit, but when he saw Mo Xiaoyu give the biscuit to Mo Wufeng to eat, he thought and thought, and then endured great reluctance to pinch a biscuit and handed it to Modai: "Liang, you eat!"

This time, Mo Dai was also very moved, she just ate the biscuit with his little hand, and then kissed him on the face, making him giggle. Mo Xiaoyu was a little envious of Mo Xiaoyi, and also handed the biscuits to Mo Dai, hoping that Mo Dai would kiss him too, and Mo Dai would not let him down.

Mo Wufeng watched Mo Dai play happily with the two children, and suddenly envied her a little bit, he couldn't do it, if he couldn't behave like the wife-lord, the children should not kiss him!

Mo Wufeng started to stuff the rags into the cloth bag he had sewn. The rags were not enough, so he stuffed some cotton left over from making cotton clothes, until the cloth bag was swollen and became a round ball, and then he used a needle and thread to carefully clean it. Locked the seal. He did it very quickly, and in a short while, the cloth ball was ready, because it was filled with cotton, so it couldn't be crushed, and it was still a little elastic.

The two children fell in love with this toy immediately when they saw it, and they didn't care about eating the biscuits, so they directly handed the biscuits to Modai, and the two started chasing the cloth ball in the corridor.

Looking at Mo Xiaoyu's happy face, Mo Dai seemed to have forgotten about Qiongqing's departure, but she hoped that he would be more heartless so that he could live a happy life.

"My wife, Xiaoyu is very happy with the prince!" Mo Wufeng said suddenly.

"Why, Wufeng is still jealous of the prince?" Mo Dai joked while biting a biscuit.

"I'm not jealous, I just think the prince is so beautiful!" Mo Wufeng blushed slightly in embarrassment, and when he mentioned how beautiful the prince is, a dreamlike look of worship flashed across his face.

"But in my eyes, you are the most beautiful!"

"The wife master will coax me!"

"I mean it!"

"What about Big Brother and Wuqing? Brother Xiao Sheng and Brother Qian Che? And Brother Mo Mo?"

Mo Wufeng listed the whole family, but it was not a problem for Mo Dai, because she learned a trick from her son Mo Xiaoyu, which is to treat everyone equally, so she replied without hesitation: "You are the most beautiful, and you are all the most beautiful!"

Mo Wufeng was amused: "Evil!"

Another autumn wind blew, brushing Mo Wufeng's hair from his temples, his cheeks and the roots behind his ears were so red that they appeared in Mo Dai's sight, as beautiful as the thin clouds in the sky, and his long eyelashes were densely covered. Concentrated, covered with a light golden halo by the sunset, trembling slightly, charming and enchanting in the eyes.

The corners of Mo Dai's mouth raised slightly. In the past, she might feel guilty and uneasy because of her general answer, but now she has long been used to their existence, and they are indispensable. They are really the most beautiful in her heart.

"No wind, no light life, what gift did you give him?" Mo Dai asked this question again.

"I made a pair of black cloth boots. Where's the mistress?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, help me think about what Wuqing wants most?"

"What I want most..." Mo Wufeng's eyelashes moved, and he said directly, "Isn't it the wife master?"

Mo Dai's scalp went numb, she leaned over and lay on Mo Wufeng's lap, hugged his waist, buried her face in his stomach, and said in a muffled voice: "Wufeng, are you taking revenge on me? "

Mo Wufeng was embarrassed by Modai's intimacy, but at the same time he was happy in his heart, and he was telling the truth, why did the wife think he was teasing her? Could it be that she hasn't discovered it yet? Call him a little idiot, but she herself is a little idiot!

"Wife master..." Mo Wufeng just said, suddenly thought of something, but he wasn't sure if it was.

"Huh? Did you think of something?"

"I think I've thought about it, but maybe what Wuqing wants most right now is not those things..." Mo Wufeng saw that Mo Dai looked up at him with eyes full of expectation, so he said, "Wuqing once wanted to go rowing on the San River."

"boating?"

"Well, there are often large and small boats passing by the San River, but we can only watch from a distance, and those boats will not stop at us. Wuqing really wanted to take a ride on such a boat. He once went there by himself. Yunmushan went to cut bamboo to weave bamboo rafts, but a child from a neighboring village also drowned in the river because he entered the water on a bamboo raft, so he threw the bamboo raft away, and never mentioned that he wanted to take a boat. if."

"When did this happen?"

"Six years ago, Wuqing was only ten years old."

Mo Dai thought about it carefully, but she couldn't think of such a thing, that's all, thinking that the original Mo Daxi only cared about herself and never thought of her family.

Mo Dai decided to fulfill Mo Wuqing's wish. She heard that there is a large lake in the southwest of the suburb of Luling Town. In summer, it is covered with lotus leaves and flowers, and the annual lotus festival is held there. At this time, the lotus leaves are gone, so it should be no problem to rent a medium-sized boat and take the family for a boating autumn tour.

Of course, she decided to hide it from her family before the matter was settled.

Qiongqing and Ciyang came to Wan Yan's mansion in a carriage. It was incomparable with Modai's mansion. It had two courtyards. The front yard was where Wan Yan met guests and handled business, and the back yard was the main courtyard. Where his husband lived, the houses were all old, only a few rooms in the main courtyard were specially repaired by Wan Yan, a garden was also surrounded, a rockery was set up, and a few bamboos were planted.

Wan Yan arranged Qiongqing and Ciena in the best room in the main courtyard, and then ordered her two husbands to prepare dinner.

Dinner is four dishes and one soup, which is rare and rich in Wan Yan's house, and Mo Dai's house only has four dishes and one soup, and sometimes they eat some weird things, although they are very delicious, but after all, they are not elegant Thinking about it this way, Wan Yan's heart is balanced.

Of course, Qiongqing is picky. Ordinary people find delicious things, such as braised pork, but he doesn’t touch them in one bite. Eggs and fish are too fishy, ​​and vegetables are tasteless. Added leek leaves.

Wan Yan's mouth twitched as she watched the enamel bring the almost untouched food back to the dining room. The prince was really difficult to serve. It's good if he didn't eat this meal. If he didn't eat all the time, he wouldn't starve to death. ! No, she has to talk to him, she has to eat anyway, she must not make trouble with her body, right?

Ci glaze did eat some food, but his appetite was spoiled by Mo Dai and Xiao Sheng, and he always felt that it was not tasteful.

In the evening, Cihuang cleaned up the salutes prepared by Mo Dai's family for them, and took out four sets of brand new cotton shirts, as well as undergarments and underwear, Cihuang was satisfied with their thoughtfulness. He also found that there was food wrapped in oiled paper in the bundle, and when he opened it, he found that there were honey bean shortbread, osmanthus cake, biscuits and half a piece of sliced ​​bread in separate packages. In addition, there are small jars of condensed milk, cocoa powder, hawthorn sauce and black plum sauce.

Porcelain felt joyful, intuited that her heart was fulfilled, that her life was complete, so she excitedly went to Wan Yan's husband-in-law to ask for boiling water to make cocoa milk tea.

When Cigla handed the slices of bread with hawthorn sauce to Qiongqing's hand, he was a little dazed. He had no appetite at first, but he felt hungry when he smelled the sweet and sour taste of hawthorn sauce. After eating three slices of bread, Qiong Qing felt a little full, and took a sip of a cup of cocoa milk tea.

"Miss Mo still can't worry about His Highness, otherwise she wouldn't have prepared so many meals. Alas, this milk tea tastes really good!" Ciena exclaimed while drinking cocoa milk tea.

Qiong Qing remained silent, the hot milk tea warmed his whole body, and his transparent and ice-white fingertips were also lightly powdered.

Ci Ying continued: "At first I thought His Highness's birthday would be there, but I don't know what kind of cake Xiaoyu mentioned. It must be delicious..."

Speaking of this, Ciena was a little sad, but he still understood the truth that there is always a banquet in the world, unless His Royal Highness also married Miss Mo... Ciena suddenly stopped his absurd thoughts for a moment, His Royal Highness? The first prince who is the most beloved by His Majesty today will not let him marry a commoner like Miss Mo, and Miss Mo already has five husbands.

"Ceramic glaze." Qiongqing suddenly said, interrupting Cigla's thoughts.

"What is it, Your Highness?"

"I forgot to give this thing to Xiaoyu when I left." Qiongqing said, groping to put the milk tea cup in his hand on the table, and took out a jade carved in the shape of a pig from his neck, the whole body was milky white, It looks exquisite and lifelike, "Didn't you say that Miss Mo's family has a pet pig? It just so happens that my jade is also a pig, so I think the child will like it. Later, you will ask Master Wan to give it to the child for me."

"Your Highness..." Ciena's voice was choked with sobs. This jade is His Highness's favorite thing. He has never seen His Highness take it off. It has already become a part of His Highness's body. Now His Highness wants to give it to Mo Xiaoyu. Make love with that kid! Your Highness doesn't want to leave that child either! As soon as he thought of this, his absurd thoughts flashed in his mind again, and he quickly shook his head.

Knock knock!

Wan Yan knocked on the door and said loudly outside the door: "Your Highness, I have something to discuss with you!"

Ciena frowned, seeing Qiongqing nodding, she stepped forward and opened the door: "My lord, please come in!"

As soon as Wan Yan entered the door, she was about to bend down to salute, but she heard Qiong Qing said: "Your Majesty Wan, you don't need to be too polite, just sit down."

Don't mention how excited Wan Yan was, there was no way, this was the first time that Qiong Qing took the initiative to respond to her. She sat about ten feet away from the prince, and wanted to persuade him to eat more, but when she saw the snacks and milk tea on the table, she understood that the prince thought her husband's food was not to his liking. Let's eat! The momentum suddenly weakened.

"Lord Wan, let's go back to the Imperial Capital tomorrow." Qiongqing said directly.

"Okay... Huh? Tomorrow, so soon?" Wan Yan was a little too late to react. She didn't expect the prince to offer to return to the imperial capital so quickly, "His Royal Highness, it won't be in time for you to go back now. Why don't you stay here?" Go back after your birthday!"

"I've made up my mind." Qiong Qing's voice was faint, but there was an invisible coercion.

"Yes, I'm going to Zhang Luo about the departure tomorrow!" Wan Yan stood up and saluted Qiongqing, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zizi, who handed her a jade pig and asked her to pass it on to Mo Dai. Son Mo Xiaoyu.

Wan Yan suddenly felt that she was pathetic. The man she had been thinking about for six or seven years had no memory of her at all, but she couldn't forget a little devil whom she had just met, so what if she deciphered those words? Is this God telling her to give up?

Feeling sad, Wan Yan naturally read out the words that she deciphered after painstakingly begging and intimidating Mo Dai, and finally compromised and reached an agreement: "I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and I wish to be Lian Lizhi in the earth. Forever and ever, this hatred lasts forever..."

Qiongqing heard it, and immediately asked Ciena to call Wan Yan again.

When Wan Yan sat about ten feet away from Qiongqing again, she was no longer so excited in her heart. It turned out that she could give up so easily. The fairy-like prince who was originally unattainable and only imagined in her heart was the most beautiful dream in her heart. Now he is sitting in front of her, so close at hand, but still unattainable. She no longer wants to be him Because she can't afford to support him, and she can't understand his thoughts. When she is with him, she will only feel depressed and restrained, and she is afraid that she will feed him if she is not careful.

Qiong Qing made a sound with a little excitement: "Lord Wan, that's you..."

"It was cracked by the lower officials." At this moment, Wan Yan suddenly calmed down, relaxed and calm, because she was no longer obsessed with things that she couldn't get, and instead became more comfortable and comfortable.

"Is that so..." Qiong Qing regained his composure, but his tone seemed to be relieved, but at the same time seemed to be lost. He was determined to let people crack it, so what if he was cracked? He suddenly felt that the road ahead of him was as dark and confused as his blind eyes. He couldn't avoid it, couldn't wave it away, and wandered around forever.

"Your Highness is disappointed to hear that it was the lower officials who cracked it!" Wan Yan said with a smile, then turned to the porcelain glaze and said, "Then who, pour me a cup of milk tea too!"

Ci Mei was a little surprised that Wan Yan dared to order him around. Didn't she always treat the prince and herself with respect? How could it suddenly...Although she was puzzled, Ciena poured Wan Yan a cup of cocoa milk tea.

Wan Yan sipped milk tea, this was not the first time she drank it, she also drank it at Modai's house more than ten days ago, that girl was able to have many strange ideas, and the food she made was also novel and delicious. Life will make people feel calm, warm and peaceful. After one meal, one will look forward to the next meal, and ordinary days will not feel boring.

Qiongqing also heard the teasing meaning in Wan Yan's words, and replied lightly: "Master Wan is joking, how can I feel disappointed, I just think that Master Wan is really a talented person..."

Wan Yan suddenly laughed out loud, and some of the milk tea in the cup was swayed by her laughter, Ci Mei frowned, feeling that Wan Yan was too presumptuous in front of his prince: "My lord, don't be rude!"

Wan Yan finally stopped laughing, and then said: "Your Highness, I just laughed at the thought of a funny incident, please forgive me! However, what I want to tell Your Highness is that the poem was not deciphered by the lower official, but Yes—" Wan Yan intentionally prolonged her voice, and said after whetting the listener's appetite, "Mo Dai cracked it! Alright, the servant is back, Your Highness should rest earlier!"

After Wan Yan finished speaking, she left, but Qiongqing stood there in a daze for a long time, unable to recover.

In the evening of that day, Xiao An came to Mo Dai's house and handed the jade pig that Qiongqing had to Mo Xiaoyu. Mo Xiaoyu treasured that jade pig very much, and said it was Maru Niu. Mo Xiaoyi also wanted it when she saw it, but Mo Xiaoyu refused to give it to her, so the two brothers fought for a long time for the first time. Mo Dai gave Mo Xiaoyi the jadeite jade she got first, and Mo Xiaoyi looked at it. It's hard to say, it's crying for Mo Xiaoyu's jade pig.

Mo Dai looked at the two little ones with a headache, and suddenly felt that Qiong Qing was a troublemaker, he left as soon as he left, why did he give Mo Xiaoyu something? However, she naturally knew that she was just venting her anger on Qiongqing, who sent the jade pig as a token of friendship with Mo Xiaoyu. It was a bit shameful for her to arrange him like this!

In the end, Xiao Xiao carved a wooden piglet on the spot according to Maru Niu, and hung it around Mo Xiaoyi's neck with a red string, and he smiled through his tears. Mo Dai kissed Mo Xiaoyi's forehead, and said slowly: "Xiaoyi, this is the first time you asked for something unreasonably, this time mother will obey you, and the second time, mother will spank your little **** .”

Mo Xiaoyi seemed to understand, but he understood the spanking. He hurriedly covered his buttocks with his small hands, and said pitifully, "It's cool! Don't spank!"

After coaxing Mo Xiaoyi, Mo Dai stared at Mo Xiaoyu for a long time, until he lowered his head with some guilt, then stepped forward and reluctantly handed the jade pig in his hand to Mo Dai, raised his head , looked at Modai timidly: "Mother..."

With just one sound, Mo Dai couldn't get angry. Mo Xiaoyu is a sensible and well-behaved child. In the past, he would definitely give up his jade pig to Mo Xiaoyi, but this time he didn't, which shows that he has made progress , knowing that he will not be wronged and endured, but at the same time, it also shows that he has selfish intentions. If one day he regards these external things as more important than family affection, this is not what Mo Dai would like to see.

Mo Dai picked up Mo Xiaoyu, hung the jade pig around his neck, stuffed it into his neckline, kissed his forehead, and said: "Xiaoyu, just now you were arguing with your younger brother, do you know who is at fault?"

Mo Xiaoyu leaned her face against Mo Dai's neck, and said unwillingly: "I was wrong, I should let my brother..."

"You're right. The uncle gave you the thing. It's your thing. It's not wrong for you not to give it to your brother."

Mo Xiaoyu was a little surprised, he thought his mother would blame him for not giving it up to his younger brother, after all his father was staring at him, but his mother said he was right, he was a little happy, but at the same time felt that something was wrong.

"Mom, am I really right?"

"That's right."

"But my father and the master both said that I should give way to my younger brother!"

"And they were right."

Mo Xiaoyu was confused, he was right, and his father and grandfather were right, so who was wrong? Mo Xiaoyu could only call her mother aggrievedly with a crying sound.

Mo Dai was also worried that being too eager for success would disturb the child's own thinking ability, so she sighed: "Since it is your own thing, you have the right to give it to others or not, it all depends on your own ideas, mother thinks What it says is that you have to know how to share, good things are more fun to play with your younger brother, right? It’s like playing cloth ball, if you don’t have your younger brother to play with you, would you find it fun?”

Mo Xiaoyu still half understood, but he understood the last sentence. If he didn't have his younger brother to play with him, he wouldn't find it fun. From this, he thought of his little jade pig, and his younger brother had his own little pig, so he didn't ask for it anymore. He suddenly felt that his younger brother's little pig was more like Maru Niu, and he wanted it too.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu staring at the little pig in Mo Xiaoyi's hand, Mo Dai put Mo Xiaoyu down, pulled them both into her arms, and asked Mo Xiaoyi: "Xiaoyi, can your little pig play with brother for a while?" Is it? Brother’s piglet is also for you to play with!”

Mo Xiaoyi looked at Mo Xiaoyu's little pig, although he thought his own little pig looked better, but nodded and said: "Wo and Gege play together!"

Mo Xiaoyu felt a little guilty. She felt that her younger brother was a good boy and she was a bad boy. Tears rolled down her face.

Seeing her brother crying, Mo Xiaoyi curled her mouth and started crying too. Mo Dai had a headache again, she asked them to play together, but she didn't let them cry together, so she could only hug and coax them again.

When Mo Dai was explaining the truth to the child, the whole family watched from the side without interrupting.

At Haishi, Mo Dai entered Mo Wufeng's room and walked directly towards the bed, then threw herself on the bed, and said in a muffled voice: "These two little guys are usually quite sensible, but today they died because of a little jade pig." Fighting, I'm exhausted!"

Mo Wufeng sat on the edge of the bed, stroked her hair, and said, "My wife, you are too gentle with them, so why don't you just let Xiaoyu give it to Xiaoyi?"

"But it's wrong to do so, it will make Xiaoyu feel wronged, I don't want any of my children to be wronged!"

Mo Wufeng was very moved. Seeing that Mo Dai was lying on the bed and didn't want to move, he said: "My wife, let me massage you, I have learned a lot!"

"Okay!" So, Mo Dai got up and took off her clothes, and then Mo Wufeng saw the big red coat she was wearing inside, the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water became more and more vivid due to the undulations of her graceful curves.

Seeing that Mo Wufeng subconsciously turned his face away again, Mo Dai couldn't help but joked: "Master, you should get used to it this time!"

Mo Wufeng's face turned completely red.

While twirling his hair with her fingers, Mo Dai looked at his rosy handsome face, and couldn't help laughing again. Last time, when Mo Wufeng saw her bright red underwear for the first time, he was stunned for a while like everyone else, but Mo Dai thought about it and didn't expect that he would faint from fright directly. It's a blow to her self-confidence!

"My wife, I will never faint again this time!" Mo Wufeng said as if swearing, and then in order to show his determination, he took the initiative to hug Mo Dai and kiss the mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered by him. on the pattern.

Mo Dai thought it was funny at first, but when Mo Wufeng threw her on the bed, she was a little surprised and said: "Eh? Wufeng, what about the massage?"

Mo Wufeng only cared about kissing her, and after a while he had time to say back and forth: "Isn't this going on?"

Mo Dai was a little dumbfounded, and then doubted: "Who did you learn from?"

Mo Wufeng replied somewhat unnaturally: "I am self-taught without a teacher!"

The corners of Mo Dai's mouth twitched fiercely, well, Mo Wufeng, you learn by yourself!

The next day at Yinshi, when Mo Dai was hugging and sleeping with Mo Wufeng, who claimed to be self-taught, someone knocked on the door, and the sound was so loud that even the three little ones woke up.

When Mo Dai and Mo Wufeng got dressed and came out, the person who smashed the door had already come to the backyard. It was Wan Yan's entourage, Xiao An, who looked anxiously at everyone who appeared in the backyard and said: "Miss Mo, the prince and his servant are gone!"