Chapter 11 It's just a show! There's no need to talk about dad all the time
Chapter 11 It’s just a show! There’s no need to talk about dad all the time.
Author: Ting Lan Tingyu
Chapter 11 It’s just a show! There’s no need to talk about dad all the time.
The little baby girl shook weakly and fell down on the bed.
She was still too young, so she managed to save a little spiritual energy, but it was all used up in one go.
Fortunately, I met a miracle doctor and the wound was not inflamed. After tonight, my mother will be fine.
She smiled happily, leaned against her mother again, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
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"Bang bang bang."
Not even an hour after I slept, the door of my room was banged hard.
The drum-like knocking on the door was even more piercing in the silent night.
The woman suddenly opened her eyes, held the sword tightly in her right hand, and looked at the door warily.
"Who?"
Ye Jian's scalp was numb with shock, and he jumped up from the collapse.
"Open the door."
Outside, I remembered the rude voice of my mother-in-law: "My old lady is ill and needs red ginseng for medicine. She sent me here to buy red ginseng."
Ye Jian muttered angrily: "It will be dawn in an hour. Can't I buy it at dawn? Do I have to disturb other people's rest?"
The mother-in-law was rude and rude: "We need it urgently and can't wait any longer."
"father."
The little baby girl rubbed her eyelids, opened her eyes, and waved to Ye Jian.
"Why."
Ye Jian agreed smoothly and ran over barefoot without even bothering to put on shoes.
"Dad, let me tell you."
The little baby girl let him come close to her, whispered into his ear softly.
"Yeah, I understand."
A trace of surprise flashed across Ye Jian's eyebrows, and he nodded solemnly out of trust in the little baby girl.
"Hurry up and open the door."
The mother-in-law's voice outside the door became more and more irritable: "Otherwise I'll kick the door down."
"coming."
Ye Jian listened to the little baby girl's words and found a backbone. He quickly put on his shoes and went to open the door.
The door opened, and the woman I had met in the kitchen an hour ago came in with an impatient look on her face and slapped the banknote on the table: "This is a hundred taels of silver banknote. Bring me the red ginseng."
"You old beggar, you are quite overbearing!"
Ye Jian felt a sense of cowardice in his heart and had long wanted to curse.
He is the son of a fisherman. He has never learned about red tape since he was a child. He doesn't understand the theory of Wen Zou Zou. He doesn't use curse words. His words are particularly rough: "I want to steal the red ginseng for a hundred taels, but my brain is caught by the door panel? Think about it?"
Don’t even think about it!”
"you."
The mother-in-law trembled with anger: "Who do you think is the old beggar?"
Ye Jian sneered: "Who else besides you?"
"My old lady is the old lady of Wu'an Hou Mansion."
The mother-in-law was furious, and bullied others with great arrogance: "If you dare to scold me, you are disrespectful to the Wu'an Marquis Mansion."
"I don't care what kind of prince you are."
Ye Jian was enjoying the scolding and retorted even more arrogantly than her: "If you want to buy red ginseng, bring me a thousand taels of silver, not a single copper less."
"one thousand?"
The mother-in-law screamed like she was being stepped on, "Why don't you go and grab it?"
"If you can afford it, buy it. If you can't afford it, get out."
Ye Jian imitated the maid's movements of waving flies and waved away people: "Don't be an eyesore here and delay others' sleep."
"You, you wait."
The mother-in-law was so angry that she trembled all over, threw her hands away angrily and left: "I'll go back and tell the old lady."
"Go slowly and don't see me off."
Ye Jian kicked the person out of the house and closed the door vigorously.
Turning back, his face changed in a second, and he ran to the bedside in a hurry to please the little baby girl: "Baby, how is daddy doing? Are you satisfied?"
Just acting!
There is no need to talk about dad all the time.
The woman coughed twice, resisted the urge to kick him again, and looked away.
Chapter completed!