There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 374. The thirty-second dragon scale (eight)

The thirty-second dragon scale (eight)

Happiness comes very quickly and leaves quite quickly. As soon as the fragrant wood in Duan Jin's hand took shape, someone knocked on the door of the study. Hearing that it was A Xin, he cautiously said that the pork ribs dumplings were ready. Before Duan Jin could speak, his wife in his arms got out without looking at him or turning his head away!

That's what Linglong ordered before she came to the study. Now that she's done it, of course she won't continue to waste time on Duan Jin. She doesn't want to learn wood carving, nor is she interested in this.

Obviously the pork ribs dumplings are more attractive to her.

The still ignorant Master Duan held the unformed wooden sculpture with blank eyes.

Linglong wanted to eat it yesterday, but there was no fresh pork ribs in the house yesterday. The cook went out to buy it this morning. She came back to make steamed dumplings for her. The pork ribs were very delicately chopped. Once the seasoning is dipped, the gods will not change it.

She sat alone and ate slowly, and by the way, asked the servants to deliver the other portions to others. A Xin agreed and went to deliver the dumplings. When she came back, she brought back the little fat man. When he saw his mother, the little fat man with two big bubbles of tears was overjoyed, and he desperately reached out to Linglong in the stroller, meaning he wanted her to hug him.

Linglong carried him to his lap, and he sat down obediently, watching his mother eat dumplings attentively. Although he loves to eat, he is inevitably greedy, but he never grabs it. When adults eat, he can at most look at it with eager eyes, and then reach out and grab it in the air. Right now his eyes were glued to the dumplings, and he was still interested in the dark sauce. Why does my mother have to dip it before eating? Is that better than milk?

Linglong was so cruel in front of an innocent and lovely child, she ate a whole plate of pork ribs dumplings, and there was not one left. But at the end of her conscience, she suddenly realized that she left a small piece of dumpling wrapper for the little fat man to taste. He hadn't grown a few teeth yet, and he was smacking the dumpling skin with relish, and he used his tender deciduous teeth to grind it, making his hands full of saliva.

She was so disgusted that she nearly threw him off her lap. At the end, when he threw away the tasteless dumpling skin, the little fat man was still watching reluctantly, as if he wanted to take another sip.

Wait until Duan Jin returns, what kind of pork ribs dumplings? No part of him at all. His wife was playing with his son, and when he saw him coming back, she told him: "I have left a copy for you, except for my mother and my younger brothers and sisters, but you won't be here for too long. I'm afraid of the cold, so I'll help you. You ate."

Duan Jin thought to himself, won't you send someone to call me?

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the seductive fragrance, and after staying in the study for so long, he was quite hungry. How could he know that his wife was not one for him. Since everyone has it, but he doesn't have it, Duan Jin asked, "Will there be mine tomorrow?"

"I don't want to eat pork ribs dumplings tomorrow." Linglong blinked and told him of course that the kitchen would do what she wanted to eat.

Fortunately, Duan Jin is not a person who pays attention to appetite. He just subconsciously told him that it seems that compared with food, he is not very important. Of course, now Duan Jin has not clearly realized this.

Linglong grabbed Little Fatty's paw and waved at Duan Jin: "Say hello to Daddy and ask Daddy to play with you."

Little Fatty is very kind to his mother, so he shook his hand with a sigh.

Duan Jin's complexion softened. He approached and sat cross-legged on the carpet. Linglong put the little fat man down. He can't walk yet, but he crawls so fast that he wipes it off as soon as he puts it on the carpet. Oil swishes everywhere. Perhaps because he was familiar with Duan Jin's taste, he was no longer afraid of this stranger, and began to climb towards him, using him as a mountain. Two chubby little hands held Duan Jin's arms, trying to stand on his legs.

But others are small and light, how can they stand up? After failing several times in succession, he was about to be discouraged, but was picked up by Duan Jin and held high. The little fat man wasn't afraid either, he danced with a smile, but his mother didn't lift him so high. Being held by someone was completely different from being lifted up in the air. , the saliva remained uncontrollably, all dripping on his father's handsome face.

Linglong covered his mouth and snickered, Duan Jin lost his smile instantly, and silently wanted to put his son down, but the little fat man hummed, seemingly obsessed with the thrill of flying and unwilling to return to the ground and land on one foot happy bird. He had no choice but to keep holding it. Linglong finally made a kind heart, took a handkerchief to wipe his face, and caught the endless stream of saliva from the little fat man. Not to mention Duan Jin, Linglong dislikes it: "You are so dirty."

Where does the little fat man know what is dirty and what is not dirty, so he continued to laugh, Duan Jin wiped his face clean, and quickly kept a safe distance from his son - the feeling of being drooled all over his face, I never want to do it again in this life There is.

The family of three had the warmest and most harmonious day since they got married.

After the five-day break, Duan Jin had the idea of ​​not wanting to leave home. He hadn't thought about it since he was sensible.

Waking up early, his wife and children were still asleep, and they were all snuggled up in his arms. One big and one small looked extremely well-behaved, but Duan Jin knew that this was all an illusion, but... This is his life's responsibility to protect the mother and son. Worry-free is not bullied by others, and shelters them from the wind and rain, which is what a husband and father should do.

He thought of this in his heart, and he couldn't help kissing his wife and children on the foreheads. After the kiss, his whole body suddenly stiffened and looked weird--Xiu Mu, for the past five days, he was brought out of the habit by the occasional kisses of the mother and son. He couldn't help but kiss them.

Such behavior would never have happened to Duan Jin in the past.

His face was hot, so he got up quickly. He was afraid of disturbing his wife and children. He put on his clothes and put down the curtains so as not to disturb him. He just couldn't help but look back before leaving.

Love.

This kind of emotion only appeared many years ago when Duan Jin was a teenager and left home alone for the first time. He didn't know if he was vulnerable and ridiculous like this, but it shouldn't be a mistake to be attached to his wife and children, right?

As the emperor's right-hand man, it was the emperor's limit to take three days to five days. As soon as Duan Jin met the emperor, he had errands instructed. However, as soon as Duan Jin entered the imperial study, the emperor found that he valued this man the most. The important minister looked very relaxed and happy today.

Who is Duan Jin? He was a guy who was secretly nicknamed Duan Tiger, and his steel and iron bones were not at the mercy of others. He was always selfless and rigid at all times, but today... the emperor couldn't hold back and asked: " Duan Qing has a spring breeze blowing her face today, but what is the happy event?"

He thought about it carefully. As an emperor who cared about his subjects, Duan Jin was his close minister, so the emperor naturally paid a lot of attention to his life. Not long after they got married, his wife became pregnant, and his son was now ten months old. The emperor was planning to participate in micro-clothing when Duan Jin's son was one year old! But from what he knows so far, there is nothing to be happy about his unsmiling minister!

Duan Jin said: "If you return to the emperor, there is no such thing."

"No?" The emperor didn't believe it. "You weren't like that."

Duan Jin thought about it for a while, and said, "It may be that the emperor rarely gave his minister a vacation, and the minister has not yet woken up from the rest."

The inside and outside of this remark is to blame the emperor for treating him as ten people! The emperor was shocked! Duan Qing is afraid of going crazy! In the past, Duan Qing never complained! He does as many errands as he sends without complaining! What happened to Duan Qing today? Why did you protest without giving a holiday like other courtiers? !

Speaking of which, the emperor is indeed guilty. According to the regulations of the dynasty, the courtiers have three days off each month, but since Duan Jin has served him, he has only been off on holidays throughout the year. The emperor coughed lightly, pretended that he didn't understand the meaning of the minister's words, and quickly turned the topic back to politics.

When Duan Jin took the errand, the emperor Zhubi mentioned it, but he didn't see him leaving. He was surprised: "Duan Qing still has something to do?"

Duan Jin said seriously: "I want to discuss with the emperor the time to rest in the future."

The emperor: "...What happened to Duan Qing? Didn't you want to go home in the past?"

"I realize that I am not good enough for my wife and children, so I want to spend some time with them and ask the emperor to do it."

The emperor's heart was bleeding, and he waved his hand: "Let's talk about it, I'm too busy today, I'll talk about it when you're done with your errands. Ah, I remembered, and I even summoned Zhao Qing for an audience, come here, Go and invite Master Zhao in!"

Duan Jin saw that the emperor ignored him, so he had no choice but to bow down and meet Master Zhao head-on. Master Zhao probably heard it, so he gave Duan Jin a sympathetic look.

What are you trying to do? The emperor doesn't give you a salary increase, and you're working hard to get that little silver and some food every month? Alas, when he was young, he was just as passionate as Mr. Duan, wanting to repay the emperor's kindness. Later, he became an old fritter. After finishing his errands, he tried every means to be lazy.

Why? Why bother?

I heard that Mr. Duan's son is only ten months old. According to Mr. Duan's busyness, I am afraid that the son will not recognize his father!

Master Zhao didn't know that his words were a prophecy, and the little fat man really couldn't recognize who his biological father was.

Under Duan Jin's argumentation, the emperor who escaped in every possible way finally gave in and gave him a rest on the third day of every month. When Duan Jin returned the good news, Mrs. Duan nodded first: "This Good this good, you are at home, our family will have the backbone."

The younger brother and sister couldn't believe it: "Big brother actually took the initiative to take a bath with the emperor? Did the sun come out from the west?"

Only Linglong and Little Fatty looked calm, the latter didn't understand, the former didn't care, anyway, Duan Jin was tortured by her when he was at home or not, and it was useless to run anywhere.