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All the beauty and daughter appreciated his heroic posture of galloping horses, Cao Tingan finally pulled the horse and helped his daughter down.
Ayu's legs were all soft, and his small hands were holding his father's robe and trembling, excited and scared. Just as the flying cat raised its front hooves and jumped up, Ayu's heart flew high with it, even more panicked than when he swung to the highest point on the swing.
"Look at your success, you will follow your mother." Cao Tingan supported his daughter with one hand and whispered.
He seemed to blame something, but the tone had a sense of doting. Ayu raised his head in confusion and saw his father turning his head to look at his mother who was rushing towards him, with a kind of tenderness she had never seen before.
What surprised Ayu even more was that what his father just said was "Everything with your mother" instead of "Everything with your aunt".
Ayu was told by her mother to abide by the rules since she was a child. Even if she secretly called her mother in private, her mother would correct her repeatedly. Therefore, Ayu always called her "aunt" in detail. In my impression, her father always used "aunt" when she mentioned her mother. So, was her father saying the wrong thing just now, or did it have any other meaning?
Ayu was still trying to explore, but Cao Tingan suddenly withdrew his gaze and returned to his usual cold and majesty.
"A Yu, are you okay?"
Jiang stopped beside her daughter panting, looking up and down worriedly.
Ayu smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, my dad has always protected me."
Despite this, Jiang could not help but squint the husband of the Marquis whom she usually dared not look directly at. His daughter sat sideways, and he rode his horse to climb over such a high fence. What if something happened? He was big and thick and thick, and he was not afraid of falling. His daughter was petite and weak, and she was really injured and disabled. How could she survive in the future?
"No more like this in the future." Jiang lowered his head and tidied up his shirt and skirt for his daughter, and whispered.
Ayu agreed to it.
Cao Tingan raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with his daughter? His daughter did nothing, and he was the one who made trouble, so Jiang dared to point out the mulberry and scold the gods?"
He didn't care about his daughter in front of him, and saw how he dealt with her at night.
"Okay, go back." He handed the flying skies to Lu Da, and Cao Ting'an took the lead in walking forward.
Ayu followed behind with his mother's arm.
The three of them parted ways halfway, and Cao Ting'an was going to check the homework of his second son Cao Jiong.
Watching my father go away, Ayu couldn't help but whisper to his mother: "Auntie, I found that my father is just fierce and is actually very good to us. I won't tell you anymore. He even brought you here to watch the flying catkins."
Jiang explained softly: "He is afraid that I will always care about your taking on other people's horses."
Ayu talked about his father's short and gentle eyes again.
Jiang was stunned. She also remembered that when she smiled at her daughter, Cao Ting'an stared at her in a flash.
"Auntie, you have been with Dad for so long. Has Dad done nothing that makes you think he treat you very well?" Ayu suddenly became very curious about his parents' relationship. She was afraid of her father before, and her mother was even more afraid than her, so Ayu never dared to ask about these things.
Jiang tried to recall, and the first thing he remembered was when he first met Cao Tingan.
At that time, her father died of illness, and she had no choice but to kneel down on the street to sell herself to bury her father. The rich playboys competed to tease her, but no one cared about her father's body under the mat until Cao Ting'an appeared. Cao Ting'an was obviously also attracted by her color, but he did not bully her on the street and insult her, and did not speak disrespectful before her deceased father.
On the contrary, Cao Ting'an asked someone to bury his father, the tombstones and coffins were all the best materials that could be bought in the city.
After burying her father, Cao Tingan took her back to the camp. After passing her father's Qiqi, Cao Tingan asked for her people.
Jiang was very grateful to Cao Tingan, but the hideous scars on Cao Tingan's face and his cold and domineering temper made her scars, especially the painful experience that night made her afraid of Cao Tingan's closeness. Soon, she was pregnant with her daughter, and Cao Tingan did not ask her to serve her during her pregnancy. That year was the most relaxing year that Jiang had lived after she met him.
When she returned to the Marquis' Mansion with Cao Ting'an, Aunt Wu began to fabricate Cao Ting'an's cruel deeds in her ears. So Jiang's fear of Cao Ting'an became deeper and deeper, and she would listen with fear every time Cao Ting'an spoke. How could Jiang analyze whether Cao Ting'an was good to her in this situation?
The only touch was that her daughter was sick and fever when she was five years old. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She stayed by her side and didn't dare to close her eyes for a moment. On the night when her daughter was the worst sick, Cao Tingan was also by her side. She felt really uncomfortable, she hid behind the screen and wiped her tears secretly, and when she turned around, she bumped into his arms.
"Don't be afraid, with me here, Ayu will be fine." Cao Ting'an hugged her, his voice low and powerful.
At that moment, Jiang seemed to have found a support.
"What do you do?" Jiang pointed his daughter's delicate little nose and told her: "At noon, the Marquis invites Mr. Xu Wu to a banquet. You will change your clothes later. Maybe the Marquis will ask you to come and greet Mr. Xu Wu."
Ayu's eyes lit up. Will Xu Qian come today?
Now, Ayu no longer stubbornly told stories from his mother, and rushed into his cross-yard and prepared to dress up.
Jiang shook her head funny, really not understanding why her daughter suddenly became so excited to see Master Xu Wu because she gave her a good horse?
But then again, the flying catkins are so beautiful.
Back in the house, Jiang continued to sew socks for his daughter.
About half an hour later, Cao Ting'an brought an old doctor with gray hair. The old doctor's surname was Cui, and he was a famous doctor in the circle of noble ladies in the capital. He was especially good at getting pregnant and giving birth to women.
Cao Tingan did not introduce these to Jiang, but only asked her to wear a hat and obediently asked Old Doctor Cui to take his pulse.
The old doctor Cui looked at it and asked in detail, and carefully asked Jiang's daily life. He even asked if Jiang had any preference for passing the time.
"My aunt is in good health, but she has been tired recently, so she can rest for two nights." After asking, Old Doctor Cui said tactfully.
Under the hat, Jiang's face turned red and tired, of course because Cao Ting'an wanted too hard after returning home.
Cao Tingan said nothing and accompanied the old doctor Cui out.
When he arrived at the front yard, Cao Ting'an invited the old doctor Cui to the hall and asked solemnly: "What did you see?"
As he was about to be confused, Cao Tingan didn't want to marry another girl about the same age as his daughter to be his wife. Looking left and right, he was the most satisfied choice for him to support Jiang. However, Jiang has not been pregnant again in recent years. One of the conditions for the aunt to support him is to have a male child. If any official insists on supporting a concubine without a child as a wife, he will not only be dismissed from office, but also go to the prison.
Old Doctor Cui touched his beard and said, "From my husband's eyes, my aunt is in good health and has been infertile for many years. It should be because of a knot. Regardless of men and women, if they are depressed and panic for a long time, it will affect their pregnancy."
In order to prove his point of view, Mr. Cui also told Cao Ting'an a few examples, for example, a lady Li met a bad mother-in-law when she got married for the first time. The bad mother-in-law tried every means to bully her daughter-in-law every day. Mrs. Li was physically and mentally exhausted and had not been pregnant for three years. However, she was deeply favored by her bad mother-in-law and had two concubines in three years.
Because she had no son, Miss Li was divorced. After being divorced, Miss Li got married for the second time. This time, the families she married were simple and honest. Miss Li lived a comfortable life and gave birth to two fat boys in a row. People who were happy when they were happy, all those who had seen Miss Li praised her as young as she lived.
"What happened?" Cao Tingan was a little fascinated by hearing this. It turned out that there were so many things to pay attention to having a child.
Old Doctor Cui reminded him: "Wang Master Hou thinks carefully, how is the difference between the aunt's mood when she was pregnant with the fourth girl and over the years?"
Cao Tingan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ayu was pregnant with Jiang before he moved into the Marquis' Mansion. At that time, without Aunt Wu scaring her, she would not cry and beg for mercy halfway through Dunlun. Later, when she returned to the Marquis' Mansion, Jiang became more and more timid. Sometimes she was too nervous to accomplish anything.
If it is really because of this, wouldn’t Aunt Wu’s sin be a little heavier?
Cao Tingan was so angry that he slapped the table.
With a bang, the old doctor Cui almost didn't sit firmly. He witnessed the angry face of the Pingyang Marquis, who patted his chest and sincerely advised: "Forgive me for being brave. My aunt looks like a timid person. If the marquis wants her to relax her mind, she should be gentle and gentle in front of her. Only when the aunt relaxes, she will be beneficial to conception."
Cao Tingan took a deep breath when he heard this.
After leaving the seat, he bowed to the old doctor Cui: "Thank you, Mr., for your advice. When he got Lin'er from Japan, he will definitely come to thank him in person."
Old Doctor Cui smiled and said he didn't dare to move, but he thought to himself, "You'd better not go, what should I do if I scare my good grandson to cry?"
After picking up the medical box, Old Doctor Cui walked steadily like an enclave.
Cao Ting'an stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, silently thinking about what to do to be gentle and gentle.
After standing for a while, the servant in charge of the message from the Marquis’s mansion came in: “Mr. Marquis, Mr. Xu Wu has arrived!”
Cao Ting'an came back to his senses and went to entertain guests.
He came to the front yard slowly. Cao Ting'an looked up and saw General Manager Liu leading Xu Qian into the way. Xu Qian was young but liked to pretend to be mature. He wore a dark purple round-necked robe with a expressionless face, which looked very much like the old Duke Xu back then.
Duke Xu is a great hero in the minds of military generals in the world. When Cao Tingan was seven or eight years old, he admired Duke Xu very much. He thought Duke Xu was majestic and handsome, like the martial god mentioned in the book. The old man who only knew how to spend time and drink at home was very dissatisfied. While beating him, he criticized Duke Xu for all charges, such as showing off his gunshots during martial arts competitions, such as having a little face and hooking up with his young wife everywhere, this sounds like a fabricated lies.
Xu Yan, the eldest son of Duke Xu, was about the same age as him, and his military achievements were not as good as him. Cao Ting'an finally breathed a sigh of relief for his old man. Unexpectedly, before Duke Xu passed away, he left a good seed and grew Xu Qian, the Xu Xiaowu.
Looking at the many men in Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, only Xu Xiaowu has learned the true teachings of Lao Guo Duke. He has good marksmanship, handsome face, arrogant temper, and old-fashioned.
"Xiao Wu is here." Cao Tingan called intimately, as if he was the younger generation.
Xu Qian pursed his lower lip and stopped walking in. He was cold and said, "I wonder what the marquis invited me over?"
He looked like Cao Tingan had nothing serious about him and said goodbye immediately.
Cao Tingan smiled, walked over, put one hand on Xu Qian's shoulder and said, "A Yu can have a good horse. I happen to have a good gun. Come and try it. If you like it, just treat it as a gift I gave you."
Xu sneaked away from his hand: "No, the flying fluff is the lottery draw of the fourth girl, not a gift. If the marquis has nothing to do, I will not leave it for me."
Cao Ting'an frowned and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a peachy look in his eyes.
He looked over in confusion and was shocked to see his little daughter Ayu hiding behind the corner corridor, protruding her head and meeting her eyes. The little girl shyly retracted her head.
From Xu Qian's perspective, Ayu can see more clearly. The girl is wearing a peach-colored shirt and skirt, with a white face and moist almond eyes, and is cute and cute.
Withdrew his gaze, Xu Qian bowed to Cao Ting'an: "Goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
When Ayu, who was peeping, was anxious when he saw it, and while revealing his body, he called out with a crisp voice: "Fifth Cousin!"
Xu Qian paused and looked back.
Ayu quickly ran over, and the peach-colored hem and peach-white skirt overlapped and staggered, making the majestic Hou Mansion a little more warm.
Xu looked at the little girl running over silently, wondering what was wrong with her.
Cao Ting'an asked his daughter in a deep voice: "What are you here to do?"
Although such a beautiful daughter is young, she should have some hidden things and can't let any casual foreigner see her.
As the thought came to mind, Cao Ting'an looked at Xu Qian warningly.
Xu Qian understood what he meant.
Xu Qian just smiled coldly at this.
This Pingyang Hou was so proud. He really thought that his daughter was so beautiful that she was only eleven years old that she had made a man lose his composure and go crazy?
Chapter completed!