Yuwen Qinglan looked at his baby son in amazement and hugged Yuling and burst into tears, crying heart-wrenchingly. It was so pitiful. Yuling's face was flushed. He pushed away the stunned Yuwen Qinglan, skillfully picked up his son and started to coax him.
Good baby, stop crying. My mother is here, why wouldn’t I want Hong'er? Good, stop crying!
Yu Ling held the baby in his arms, patted his back and coaxed him softly
It turned out that Yu Ling had always taken his son to bed. Yu Wen Qinglan came. Ling Ye was considerate of their reunion after a long time of separation, so he offered to help her take care of the child. However, the child was used to Yu Ling taking him to bed. When he woke up in the morning, he saw that his mother was missing, so he naturally cried and made a fuss.
The child sticks to Yu Ling like candy, and acts coquettishly and says: Woooo, my mother is snatched away by the bad guy, my mother sleeps with the bad guy, and she won’t sleep with Honger!
Yu Ling glanced at Yuwen Qinglan in awkwardly, and somehow she felt a little guilty in her heart, and her voice became gentler: Good baby, my mother didn't do it on purpose, I'll sleep with you in the future, okay?
Really? Mom, don’t lie to me!
The child is as sensual as a ghost, with amber eyeballs swaying. Suddenly, he found that his mother was actually naked. Her chubby little claws couldn't help but touch the pair of white and plump breasts, and her little head arched straight into the pile of snow-white jade
Yuwen Qinglan looked at the side and the veins on his forehead were leaping. If it weren't for his precious son, he would have slapped him away with one palm! Not only did he interrupt his father's good deeds, but he also dared to touch his woman's breasts!
Yu Ling pushed away her baby son angrily and funnyly and said: How old are you? Why do you still have to eat my mother's breasts? I'm ashamed!
Unexpectedly, the little baby rolled his eyes and pouted his mouth and retorted: This uncle is so old, I just saw him eating my mother's breasts!
Yuwen Qinglan was so angry that she picked up the disobedient boy and stared at him and said, "What uncle? Bad brat, I am your father!"
I...my dad?
The little baby opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then looked at Yu Ling in confusion, "Mom, didn't you say that my father is dead?"
Yu Ling couldn't hold her face anymore. Facing the questioning eyes of the two men, she laughed embarrassedly: Uh...this...this...oh, are you hungry? I'll go make breakfast first!
After saying that, he quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the door as if he was running away, leaving only two people of big and small on the bed, staring at him with big eyes
Although Yuwen Qinglan has many children, he has never taken care of the child himself as the emperor. When he is in a good mood, he will hold the child and play for a while. When he is bored, he will return it to the wet nurse. So he has no idea how difficult the child is. His son, Wu Quxing, is even more difficult to deal with. He is simply a little devil.
However, at this time, the little demon's chubby little face was covered with tears, and his crystal clear amber eyes looked at him with scrutiny. Yuwen Qinglan couldn't help but feel soft in her heart. She reached out to touch his head and asked softly: What's your name?
My name is Yihong, Dugu Yihong
The little doll raised her head and said
Yuwen Qinglan was choked hard. It would be fine if her son didn't have his surname Yuwen, but he was actually called Yihong
Yihong, Yihong, she actually cared so much about the dead Yuanhong, and she didn't hesitate to give her son such a name to recall him.
Yuwen Qinglan's heart was extremely sour and sighed sadly, but this was what he loved deeply, and he valued love and infatuated with Yu Ling, isn't it?
Now that their family of three is reunited, what is more important than this? Why bother with those forms of things? It is a matter of pity to take the people in front of you
Yuwen Qinglan cleared her chaotic thoughts, smiled gently and picked up Yihong
Hong'er, let's go and see what delicious food my mom has made
Yu Ling's thatched cottage has two rooms. Usually Yu Ling takes Yi Hong to live in one room, Lingye to live in one room, and a kitchen and a small yard. Although it is simple and unpretentious, it is clean and tidy.
Yuwen Qinglan walked into the kitchen with Yihong in her arms. The kitchen was warm, and the torch burning in the earthen stove made a sound, and the aroma of food on the stove gradually spread.
Yuwen Qinglan quietly looked at Yu Ling's busy figure. She changed into the most ordinary cloth skirt. Her head was covered with a light blue floral scarf. Her face was facing the sky without applying makeup, and she had no decorations. However, Yuwen Qinglan felt that Yu Ling was the most beautiful person in the world. She took off her vanity and was like an ordinary woman, busy just for her husband and son to have a hot breakfast.
This thought made Yuwen Qinglan's heart tremble uncontrollably, and a kind of warmth that had never been seen flowed throughout his body. He knew that his Ling'er was born in a wealthy family and had been frugal since childhood, and had no trace of spring water. But at this moment, she was flirting with corn cakes, which showed that she had been doing this in the past three years.
Yihong smelled the scent of corn cakes and struggled to jump from Yuwen Qinglan's arms. He ran towards Yuling happily, shouting happily: That's great, I have corn cakes to eat today! My mother is the best!
Yu Ling smiled lovingly, turned around and picked up Yihong, kissed Yuwen Qinglan on his white and tender face, looking at Yihong, who was smiling because he could eat corn cakes, feeling sad and guilty. He actually made his wife and children live such a difficult and miserable life.
After Yu Ling finished baking the cake, she washed her hands with water and brought the breakfast to the table. She ordered Yihong: Hong'er, go and call Aunt Ling for breakfast
Yihong looked at the steaming corn cake reluctantly, swallowed, and finally ran to Lingye's bedroom with short legs.
When Yihong ran out of the door, Yuwen Qinglan could no longer help it. She stepped forward and hugged Yu Ling in her arms, and said in a trembling voice: Ling'er, it's all my fault. You have suffered over the years!
Yu Ling looked at Yuwen Qinglan in surprise and smiled lightly: We have food and drink, we have nothing to lack, how can we suffer? Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing. This kind of life is very good! Although I used to be rich and frugal and frugal, I was not happy.
At this time, Yihong and Lingye, who were carrying two buckets of water, walked in together. Lingye poured the picked water into the water tank. Yihong took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Lingye's forehead.
Haha, Hong'er is the most obedient!
Lingye smiled and touched Yihong's head, then pinched his chubby face.
Yu Ling smiled and said: Thank you for your hard work, come and have a meal!
Each person has a corn cake, a bowl of millet porridge, with a few light side dishes, a very simple breakfast, but everyone was having a happy meal and looked satisfied
Yuwen Qinglan looked at the happy smiling face of the person in front of her and felt that the most ordinary food had become the most rare delicacy in the world.
Good baby, stop crying. My mother is here, why wouldn’t I want Hong'er? Good, stop crying!
Yu Ling held the baby in his arms, patted his back and coaxed him softly
It turned out that Yu Ling had always taken his son to bed. Yu Wen Qinglan came. Ling Ye was considerate of their reunion after a long time of separation, so he offered to help her take care of the child. However, the child was used to Yu Ling taking him to bed. When he woke up in the morning, he saw that his mother was missing, so he naturally cried and made a fuss.
The child sticks to Yu Ling like candy, and acts coquettishly and says: Woooo, my mother is snatched away by the bad guy, my mother sleeps with the bad guy, and she won’t sleep with Honger!
Yu Ling glanced at Yuwen Qinglan in awkwardly, and somehow she felt a little guilty in her heart, and her voice became gentler: Good baby, my mother didn't do it on purpose, I'll sleep with you in the future, okay?
Really? Mom, don’t lie to me!
The child is as sensual as a ghost, with amber eyeballs swaying. Suddenly, he found that his mother was actually naked. Her chubby little claws couldn't help but touch the pair of white and plump breasts, and her little head arched straight into the pile of snow-white jade
Yuwen Qinglan looked at the side and the veins on his forehead were leaping. If it weren't for his precious son, he would have slapped him away with one palm! Not only did he interrupt his father's good deeds, but he also dared to touch his woman's breasts!
Yu Ling pushed away her baby son angrily and funnyly and said: How old are you? Why do you still have to eat my mother's breasts? I'm ashamed!
Unexpectedly, the little baby rolled his eyes and pouted his mouth and retorted: This uncle is so old, I just saw him eating my mother's breasts!
Yuwen Qinglan was so angry that she picked up the disobedient boy and stared at him and said, "What uncle? Bad brat, I am your father!"
I...my dad?
The little baby opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then looked at Yu Ling in confusion, "Mom, didn't you say that my father is dead?"
Yu Ling couldn't hold her face anymore. Facing the questioning eyes of the two men, she laughed embarrassedly: Uh...this...this...oh, are you hungry? I'll go make breakfast first!
After saying that, he quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the door as if he was running away, leaving only two people of big and small on the bed, staring at him with big eyes
Although Yuwen Qinglan has many children, he has never taken care of the child himself as the emperor. When he is in a good mood, he will hold the child and play for a while. When he is bored, he will return it to the wet nurse. So he has no idea how difficult the child is. His son, Wu Quxing, is even more difficult to deal with. He is simply a little devil.
However, at this time, the little demon's chubby little face was covered with tears, and his crystal clear amber eyes looked at him with scrutiny. Yuwen Qinglan couldn't help but feel soft in her heart. She reached out to touch his head and asked softly: What's your name?
My name is Yihong, Dugu Yihong
The little doll raised her head and said
Yuwen Qinglan was choked hard. It would be fine if her son didn't have his surname Yuwen, but he was actually called Yihong
Yihong, Yihong, she actually cared so much about the dead Yuanhong, and she didn't hesitate to give her son such a name to recall him.
Yuwen Qinglan's heart was extremely sour and sighed sadly, but this was what he loved deeply, and he valued love and infatuated with Yu Ling, isn't it?
Now that their family of three is reunited, what is more important than this? Why bother with those forms of things? It is a matter of pity to take the people in front of you
Yuwen Qinglan cleared her chaotic thoughts, smiled gently and picked up Yihong
Hong'er, let's go and see what delicious food my mom has made
Yu Ling's thatched cottage has two rooms. Usually Yu Ling takes Yi Hong to live in one room, Lingye to live in one room, and a kitchen and a small yard. Although it is simple and unpretentious, it is clean and tidy.
Yuwen Qinglan walked into the kitchen with Yihong in her arms. The kitchen was warm, and the torch burning in the earthen stove made a sound, and the aroma of food on the stove gradually spread.
Yuwen Qinglan quietly looked at Yu Ling's busy figure. She changed into the most ordinary cloth skirt. Her head was covered with a light blue floral scarf. Her face was facing the sky without applying makeup, and she had no decorations. However, Yuwen Qinglan felt that Yu Ling was the most beautiful person in the world. She took off her vanity and was like an ordinary woman, busy just for her husband and son to have a hot breakfast.
This thought made Yuwen Qinglan's heart tremble uncontrollably, and a kind of warmth that had never been seen flowed throughout his body. He knew that his Ling'er was born in a wealthy family and had been frugal since childhood, and had no trace of spring water. But at this moment, she was flirting with corn cakes, which showed that she had been doing this in the past three years.
Yihong smelled the scent of corn cakes and struggled to jump from Yuwen Qinglan's arms. He ran towards Yuling happily, shouting happily: That's great, I have corn cakes to eat today! My mother is the best!
Yu Ling smiled lovingly, turned around and picked up Yihong, kissed Yuwen Qinglan on his white and tender face, looking at Yihong, who was smiling because he could eat corn cakes, feeling sad and guilty. He actually made his wife and children live such a difficult and miserable life.
After Yu Ling finished baking the cake, she washed her hands with water and brought the breakfast to the table. She ordered Yihong: Hong'er, go and call Aunt Ling for breakfast
Yihong looked at the steaming corn cake reluctantly, swallowed, and finally ran to Lingye's bedroom with short legs.
When Yihong ran out of the door, Yuwen Qinglan could no longer help it. She stepped forward and hugged Yu Ling in her arms, and said in a trembling voice: Ling'er, it's all my fault. You have suffered over the years!
Yu Ling looked at Yuwen Qinglan in surprise and smiled lightly: We have food and drink, we have nothing to lack, how can we suffer? Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing. This kind of life is very good! Although I used to be rich and frugal and frugal, I was not happy.
At this time, Yihong and Lingye, who were carrying two buckets of water, walked in together. Lingye poured the picked water into the water tank. Yihong took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Lingye's forehead.
Haha, Hong'er is the most obedient!
Lingye smiled and touched Yihong's head, then pinched his chubby face.
Yu Ling smiled and said: Thank you for your hard work, come and have a meal!
Each person has a corn cake, a bowl of millet porridge, with a few light side dishes, a very simple breakfast, but everyone was having a happy meal and looked satisfied
Yuwen Qinglan looked at the happy smiling face of the person in front of her and felt that the most ordinary food had become the most rare delicacy in the world.
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