The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 7: Widowhood

After eating a full meal of pork at Daxiangguo Temple, Zheng Ping's family of three went home contentedly.

Yun Yanhui's attitude towards Luran has improved by a few levels, and he has to respect Luran even for this pork!

Before leaving, Lingran sent Yunyan back a book of scriptures.

Yunyan returned it to Zheng Ping and put it away, and told Xingjian that she was currently studying calligraphy, and that she was going to use it as a copybook to study calligraphy.

I'm very happy to understand. Under such immersion, even if Yun Yanhui doesn't have the heart to become a monk, he will be nurtured. Besides, it is not so easy to become a monk these days. You have to pass the exam, and the exam content is of course the scriptures.

Yunyan threw a kiss back to Lingran, "Master, I'll see (chi) you (rou) next time."

On the way back, Shuang Yi asked Yun Yanhui suspiciously, "Brother Yan, what do you mean?" After speaking, she learned the pose of Yun Yanhui throwing a kiss.

Yun Yanhui put her palm against her palm, made a "mua", and then held the empty kiss, accompanied by a "咻咻" voice, in a parabolic shape, and sent it to Zheng Ping's face.

"This is called the space."

Zheng Ping burst out laughing.

It can be understood from a distance, and from the demonstration just now, it can be seen that it is an onomatopoeia.

Shuang Yi understood, laughed, and blew a kiss to Zheng Ping, "Brother Yan is so smart, last time we heard someone talking at Xiangguo Temple, it wasn't a move of 'fighting a cow in the air'. Well, this can also be spaced."

——The "talking" here does not refer to ordinary chat, but to the modern storytelling. At this time, it is called talking, and the book used is called a book.

Yunyan rejoiced, nodding straight.

Zheng Ping only felt that her son was a lot more cheerful. At first, Yun Yanhui was quite bored after being injured, but she may have been frightened and became a lot more sensible. After moving to Bianliang, she gradually became more cheerful. Some small movements were still the same as before, even more like his father, and Zheng Ping never suspected that she had changed.

Especially, seeing that her son is so close to her sister and brother makes Zheng Ping feel warm. When her husband is not by her side, this is her best consolation.

Zheng Ping returned with her son and adopted daughter in a relaxed mood. At this time, it was not too late. When she walked to the front of the courtyard, she saw Hu Sanniang holding Xiaobao in the next yard.

"Sanjie, we are back."

As soon as Hu Sanniang turned around, her face was full of anxiety, "You're back, someone came to your house this afternoon to look for you, saying that there was news about your family's Yun Dalang."

Zheng Ping was stunned, and her heart filled with ecstasy, "Really? Where is the person?"

"If you didn't come back after a long time, the man said he had something to do, so he went back first, leaving an address and asking you to find him tomorrow." Hu Sanniang said.

"I'll go now." Zheng Ping couldn't wait until tomorrow, she couldn't wait to entrust Yun Yanhui and Shuangyi to Hu Sanniang, and hurriedly left when she asked for the address.

Hu Sanniang was hesitant, but Zheng Ping, who was surprised, didn't notice it at all.

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After Zheng Ping left, Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law also came out with Liu Ye and asked Liu Ye to accompany Shuangyi to dinner.

Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law still had Hu cakes in her hand and came to feed them to Yun Yan.

At this time, Hu Sanniang said worriedly to her mother-in-law: "What can I do about this? Although the person said before that it was a big deal and wanted to tell Mrs. Zheng personally, but listening to that tone, Yun Da was afraid that it was more fortunate than good. It's still so young, in case Mrs. Zheng can't stand this stimulation..."

Her mother-in-law sighed, "It's just a matter of fate, there's nothing we can do. It's a pity that Mrs. Zheng is such a good person."

Everyone who heard Yun Yanhui quietly frowned.

Dad Yun, who has been missing for a long time, suddenly has news. It is not good news. If it is true, then Zheng Ping will really be greatly stimulated. From the way she looks on weekdays, you can see that she is very affectionate. . If there is no news, I can comfort myself, if there is no hope...

I knew earlier that I should follow along, but when Zheng Ping saw her son, maybe it would be better.

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From the time it was dark, Zheng Ping went out until the end of the month, but Zheng Ping didn't show up. Fortunately, there was no curfew at this time.

Hu Sanniang's family discussed it, and finally Hu Sanniang and her husband went out to find Zheng Ping.

Shuangyi doesn't realize what's going on yet, and plays with Liu Ye.

Yun Yan Hui sat next to Xiao Bao who was asleep, full of worry. Although Hu Sanniang's mother-in-law advised him to go to bed quickly, he still couldn't do it.

Although they had only been together for less than three months, because of the delicate connection with this body and the care of Zheng Ping, he couldn't help but care about Zheng Ping from the bottom of his heart.

After another half an hour, Shuang Yi was so sleepy that he and Liu Ye slept together, and the Hu family brought Zheng Ping back.

Zheng Ping's eyes were swollen like peaches from crying for a long time. Yun Da is dead and she has been confirmed as a widow.

Hu Sanniang said in a low voice, "Don't cry, look, Brother Yan hasn't slept yet, don't scare him."

Zheng Ping looked at him subconsciously. Brother Yan, who should have gone to bed at this point, really hadn't slept yet. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him with wide eyes. As soon as she saw Yan Ge'er's face that was quite similar to his father's, Zheng Ping was sad again, but she held back her tears.

"Brother Yan, why haven't you slept yet."

Brother Yan said blankly: "I'll wait for my mother to come back."

Zheng Ping stepped forward and hugged Yun Yan back, hugged her tightly, and said with a crying voice: "Mother is back, brother Yan, go to sleep, go to sleep."

Yun Yanhui also put her hand on Zheng Ping's neck and hugged her, hoping to use this hug to give her some strength.

In the end, Yun Yan didn't know how she fell asleep, and woke up a little late the next day.

As soon as he thought of Zheng Ping, he quickly got up from the bed, got out of the bed, and ran outside without wearing his shoes. What he saw was a picture of Zheng Ping and Hu Sanniang doing needlework.

Yun Yanhui felt relieved, and hurried back to put on her shoes.

Yun Yanhui is probably the cleanest child on the entire street. Many boys at home ran around without shoes when they were young.

However, the children of the Northern Song Dynasty, at least the ones in Bianliang, are better, and Yun Yanhui has seen more careless ones in modern times. At that time, he had to follow all kinds of news, including current affairs, and his colleagues were also targeted for targeted poverty alleviation, so he had seen many poor households.

The poor households in the mountainous area have only four walls and raise chickens and ducks. They run around inside and outside the house.

Looking back now, Yun Yanhui couldn't help but sigh. In fact, his current situation is not the worst... In ancient times, it was worse than that.

Thinking about this, I am even more grateful for Zheng Ping's existence.

Seeing that Zheng Ping was still working, her whole person was a little gloomy. Only Hu Sanniang was trying to find a topic, and she was kind enough to come so early in order to talk to Zheng Ping and relieve her.

After Yun Yanhui came out, she thought about it, but went to Zheng Ping's side, hooked her neck and kissed the side of her face, giving her a good morning kiss. This is definitely a pure kiss, not treating Zheng Ping as a mother is also a sister.

Such a sticky son really made Zheng Ping laugh, and the sadness between her brows faded a little.

Yun Yanhui hasn't met Yun Da, and I don't know what kind of person he is. I regret his death, but I am more concerned about Zheng Ping and hope she can cheer up as soon as possible.