The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

After a full meal of pork in Daxiangguo Temple, Zheng Ping's family of three returned home contentedly.

Yun Yan's attitude of getting back to the truth was better than a few levels, and he had to respect this pork as well!

Before leaving, he clearly sent Yun Yan back a volume of scriptures.

Yun Yan returned it to Zheng Ping and put it away, and he also told it clearly that he was learning the calligraphy right now, and it happened to be used as a copybook when he went back.

Obviously, he was very happy, and even if Yun Yan had no intention of becoming a monk, even if Yun Yan returned to his hometown, he would be edified. Besides, it’s not that easy to be a monk these years. You have to pass the exam. The content of the exam is, of course, the scriptures.

Yun Yan blew a kiss back and gave it clear, "Mage, I will see (chi) you (rou) next time."

On the way back, Shuangyi asked Yun Yan suspiciously back, "Brother Yan, what does this mean?" With that, she learned the posture of Yun Yan back throwing a kiss.

Yun Yan put his lips to the palm of his palm, and then gave a "mua", and then held the emptiness kiss, accompanied by a "shoo" sound, parabolic, and sent it to Zheng Ping's face.

"This is called "Gai Kong".

Zheng Ping laughed out loud.

I can understand it in the air, but from the demonstration just now, I know that it is an onomatopoeia.

Shuang Yi understood, laughed, and kissed Zheng Ping, "Brother Yan is really smart. Last time we heard someone talking at Xiangguo Temple, didn’t we say a move of'fighting a cow in the air'? It can also be in the air."

-"Speaking" here does not refer to ordinary chat, but modern storytelling. At this time, it is called speaking, and the book used is called storytelling.

Yun Yan became happy again and nodded straight.

Zheng Ping only thinks that her son is much more cheerful. At first, Yun Yan was relatively bored after his injury, but he might be frightened and became a lot more sensible. After moving to Bianliang, he gradually became more cheerful. Some of the small movements are still the same as before, and they look even more like his father. Zheng Ping has never suspected that he has changed.

Especially, seeing her son feel so close to her sister and brother makes Zheng Ping's heart warm. When her husband is not around, this is her best comfort.

Zheng Ping took her son and adopted daughter back home in a relaxed mood. It was not late at this time, and when she walked to the gate of the courtyard, she saw Hu Sanniang holding Xiaobao in the yard next door.

"Sister, we are back."

Hu Sanniang turned her head, but her face was full of anxiety, "You are back. Someone came to your house in the afternoon and said that there was news from your family Yun Dalang."

Zheng Ping was stunned, her heart filled with ecstasy, "Really? Where is the person?"

"Waiting for a long time, the person said that there was something else, so he went back first, leaving an address and asking you to find him tomorrow." Hu Sanniang said.

"I'll go now." Zheng Ping couldn't wait until tomorrow at all. She couldn't wait to entrust Yun Yanhui and Shuang Yi to Hu Sanniang, and hurriedly left when she asked for the address.

Hu Sanniang hesitated, but Zheng Ping, who was surprised, did not notice.

…

After Zheng Ping left, Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law also walked out with Liu Ye and asked Liu Ye to accompany Shuang Yi to dinner.

Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law still had sesame cakes in her hand, and came over to feed Yunyan back to eat.

At this time, Hu Sanniang said to her mother-in-law worriedly: "What can we do? Although the person said that the matter was important, he had to tell Lady Zheng himself, but listening to that tone, Yun Da was afraid of being too ill. Brother Yan is still so young. , In case Lady Zheng can't stand this stimulation..."

Her mother-in-law sighed, "It's a matter of fate, and we can't help it. It's a pity that Ms. Zheng is such a good person."

Yun Yanhui, who had heard everything, frowned quietly.

Dad Yun, who had been missing the news for a long time, suddenly had news, and it was not good news. If it was true, Zheng Ping would really be greatly stimulated. Judging from her usual appearance, she knew that she was deeply affectionate. If there is no news, I can comfort myself, if there is no hope...

I knew I should follow along. Zheng Ping saw her son, maybe it was better.

…

From the time it was dark before Zheng Ping went out to the top of the moon, Zheng Ping hadn't appeared yet. Fortunately, there was no curfew at this time.

Hu Sanniang's family discussed it, and finally Hu Sanniang and her husband went out to find Zheng Ping.

Shuang Yi hadn't realized what had happened, and played with Liu Ye.

Yun Yan sat next to Xiao Bao who had fallen asleep, filled with worry. Although Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law advised him to go to bed quickly, he still couldn't do it.

Although they have only been together for less than three months, because of the delicate connection with this body and the care of Zheng Ping, he can't help but care about Zheng Ping from the bottom of his heart.

After another half an hour, Shuang Yi was so sleepy that he slept with Liu Ye, and the Hu family returned with Zheng Ping.

Zheng Ping's eyes were so swollen as peaches that she was crying, and Hu Sanniang sat on the bed with care and support. Yunda is dead, she has been confirmed as a widow.

Hu Sanniang whispered: "Don't cry, look, Brother Yan hasn't slept yet, don't scare him."

Zheng Ping subconsciously looked over, and Yan Ge'er, who should have fallen asleep at this point, was still not asleep, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him with wide eyes. Zheng Ping felt sad again when she saw Ge Yan's face that looked quite similar to his father's face, but she managed to hold back her tears.

"Brother Yan, how come you haven't slept yet."

Brother Yan said blankly: "I'll wait for my mother to come back."

Zheng Ping stepped forward and hugged Yun Yan back, hugged it tightly in her arms, and said in a crying voice: "Mother is back, go to bed, go to bed, go to bed."

Yun Yanhui put his hand on Zheng Ping's neck and hugged her, hoping to lend her a little strength through this hug.

In the end, Yun Yan didn't know how he fell asleep, and woke up a bit late the next day.

Thinking of Zheng Ping, he suddenly got up from the bed, got out of bed, and ran outside without wearing his shoes. What he saw was a scene where Zheng Ping and Hu Sanniang were sewing.

Yun Yan regained his heart, and quickly returned to put on his shoes.

Yun Yanhui may be regarded as the cleanest child on the whole street. Many boys in the family ran all over the floor without shoes when they were young.

But the children of the Northern Song Dynasty, at least the ones in Bianliang are a little better, and Yun Yanhui has seen even less particular ones in modern times. At that time, he had to follow all the news, including current affairs, and his colleagues also targeted poverty alleviation, so he met many poor households.

In the poor households in the mountainous areas, the families are all around, raising some chickens and ducks. They run around inside and outside the house. They don’t clean their **** very much. Even the bedrooms are full of chicken shit, and the children run barefoot.

Looking back now, Yun Yan couldn't help but sigh. In fact, his current situation is not the worst...In ancient times, if it was bad, there was definitely worse than that.

Thinking about it this way, I am even more grateful for Zheng Ping's existence.

Seeing that Zheng Ping was still working, but the whole person was a little depressed. Only Hu Sanniang was on the side to find the subject. She was kind enough to come here so early in order to talk to Zheng Ping and relieve her.

Yun Yan went back and thought for a while, but he went to Zheng Ping, hooked her neck and kissed her face, and gave a good morning kiss. This is definitely a pure kiss. If you don't treat Zheng Ping as a mother, you are also a sister.

Such a sticky son really made Zheng Ping laugh, and the sadness between her brows faded a little.

Yun Yanhui didn't meet with Yunda. He didn't know what kind of person he was. He regretted his death, but he was more concerned about Zheng Ping and hoped that she could cheer up as soon as possible.

The author has something to say: Xianglan at the end of the last chapter is the abbreviation of Daxiangguo Temple, and Lan is the Sanskrit word Senja Rammo, which means Buddhist temple.