Wynn sat down, and Yun Na saw her six-year-old son slyly throwing the meat to the dog on the ground, and said angrily: "Look at your good son, how good the mutton is. Just look at it, and he threw it to the dog."

The dog ate it.”

Wynn laughed dryly, "I'll teach him a lesson later."

"All you can do is talk!"

Yun Na shouted: "Go and get the meat. Don't drink wine today, so as not to have a stomachache at night. Also, get more vegetables. That's all, you don't know. I'll cook it myself!"

Wynn sat there, looked at each other with his son, and then laughed.

He was about the same age as his youngest son that year. His father went with the tribe to plunder and was killed in battle, in exchange for a skinny horse. From then on, his mother took him to survive.

Food was very precious at that time, and if he accidentally wasted it, his mother would scold him.

Like all mothers in the world, I scold harshly and hit lightly.

At that time, he felt that his mother was his god, until their small tribe was attacked by a group of fierce bandits. At the critical moment, he was buried by his mother in a pile of dried cow dung.

He looked out through the cracks in the dried cow dung, watching his mother being abused by a few gangsters, but his eyes were fixed on his direction and he tried his best to smile easily, just like when he was coaxing him to sleep when he was a child.

The last gangster got up with satisfaction, pulled up his pants, and killed his mother with a knife.

The Northern Liao cavalry arrived in time and chased and killed this group of fierce bandits.

He was saved.

But my mother is gone.

"Eat quickly!"

Yun Na put the plate on the table in front of him. She went over and saw that her youngest son's clothes were covered with grease. She couldn't help but get angry and said, "It's dirty again!"

Wynn ate the food prepared by his wife, his heart filled with warmth.

After the meal, he stood up and said, "I'm going out to eat."

"Take the kids with you!"

Yun Na took out the fabric and muttered: "The children are noisy, and the clothes will be torn after a while."

"Let someone else do it."

"It's not good if others don't do their best."

"Yeah, yeah, yes, no one else can do anything as dedicated as the child's mother." Wynn led his son out.

Zhan Bi came quietly.

"Khan, I have just taken away 30% of Shanhu's herdsmen. Shanhu's brothers are dissatisfied and say that Khan is unfair. They complain and even confuse a group of herdsmen."

"Bring it here." Wynn leaned over and asked his youngest son: "What should I do if the shepherd dog misbehaves?"

The younger son raised his head, thought about it, and said childishly: "Kill it!"

Later, a big man was brought in with his mouth gagged.

"Kneel down!"

Several guards held the big man down and knelt down.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The big man is Shan Hu's brother. He is whining at this moment, his eyes full of pleading.

"Cut some cuts on his body, sprinkle some honey, and throw it in the grass." Wynn ordered casually.

Zhan Bi smiled and said: "Those insects and ants will come after smelling the smell and crawl all over his body. Life would be worse than death!"

Wynn took his son and turned around, "It's a pity about those honeys."

He slowly walked home with his son.

As night fell, seeing the lights in the tent, Wynn's eyes were full of tenderness.

mother.

I miss you.

Shan Hu's brother howled miserably all night.

…

Yang Xuan returned one afternoon.

"Mingfu is back."

Yue Dashu just finished school, and he bowed to Yang Xuan when he saw him.

Yang Xuan smiled and nodded.

This child has changed a lot, and like Taipingcheng, everything is getting better.

"I've met Mr. Lang!"

Zhang Siniang greeted him in the backyard.

Why does it taste wrong to me?

Yang Xuan subconsciously thought of the brothel and quickly dismissed this thought.

"I hope your husband is safe."

Yi Niang first looked at Yang Xuan up and down, and even patted his back with her hands, muttering, "Men like to pretend to be masculine, and it's just a minor injury. But I've seen minor injuries turn into fatal injuries, don't imitate me, sir."

Those people.”

"I know." Yang Xuan's head was filled with black lines.

"Okay." Yi Niang finished the inspection as if inspecting goods, and said with satisfaction: "It's a great joy that your husband is safe, Fourth Lady."

"Here!" Zhang Siniang came over with a low eyebrow.

"I heard that a sheep didn't sleep recently and made a lot of noise. But if it doesn't sleep, other people...could the other sheep not sleep too? We can't keep such black sheep, so I went to get them, just in time to replenish the husband.

.”

Yi Niang looked pitiful and sighed.

"Yes." Thinking of mutton, Zhang Siniang was also greedy.

I am not a good county magistrate! I have to find a reason to make Yi Niang want to eat mutton.

But then he took matters into his own hands, thinking that this was the only way to be an upright official.

While taking a shower, he exchanged this opinion with Suzaku.

"Aside from Hai Rui, honest officials also have to eat!"

"Xiao Xuanzi, I think you have gone crazy."

"I'm fine!"

Yang Xuan sat in the bathtub and said comfortably: "I want to set an example."

"Nonsense, this is ancient times, it's a feudal dynasty, it's natural for those in power to enjoy it, do you understand?"

"Also, you are sixteen, but you are still a shameful virgin!"

"Others have already been in love and holding hands, but you are still in love with Zhou Ning. Xiao Xuanzi, please take Zhang Siniang away as soon as possible."

"It will lead to kidney deficiency."

"I know the prescriptions for nourishing the kidneys, which can be taken even if there is a deficiency of yin or yang."

"It's still early."

"It's getting late."

After talking nonsense with Zhuque, Yang Xuan felt refreshed.

He climbed out of the tub and wiped his body with a cloth.

The body is very strong, especially the abdominal muscles are very obvious.

Knock knock knock!

"who?"

Yang Xuan raised his head.

Zhang Siniang outside said timidly: "Mr. Sir, it's time to have dinner."

"knew."

The dinner was very sumptuous.

The sheep that refused to sleep became boiled mutton.

After dinner, Yang Xuan told the story of the battle, which made Cao Ying excited.

"Lang Jun is so skillful in using troops. I think this is a gift from heaven."

Nan He nodded, "That's right."
To be continued...