If it were later generations, such little dolls would have a pair of chubby hands, which were white and tender, which made people like it. However, the hands of these children were dark and covered with bones.

Li Yun blew away the heat from the meat, then carefully put it in Xiao Yaya's hand, patted her little head gently, and said warmly: "Little baby, do you want to eat meat every day?"

"think!"

Xiao Yaya swallowed the meat into her mouth in one bite, and then began to chew it hard. Because she was too young, chewing it seemed difficult, but Xiao Yaya looked happy and showed a sweet smile to Li Yun.

That smile was really sweet, and his eyes were like crescent moons.

Li Yun felt his heart melted.

The night is getting darker, a bright moon rises in the east, and the sky is filled with stars, and Chang'an is becoming more and more quiet.

Li Yun suddenly looked up at the sky, clenched his fists with both hands, and whispered: "From tomorrow, we will work hard to earn money and eat meat. We don't want other people's charity and gifts, we will earn based on our own abilities."

A group of refugees surrounded him and listened quietly as Li Yun and them made the future.

Among the crowd, a man was holding his arm with a wooden board. He was injured by Li Yun during the day, and he was also listening attentively.

The darker the night, Li Yun's words gradually became lower, but the difference was that the eyes of the refugees became vaguely vivid.

It’s not that I am willing to bow my head, but life is hard, but there is a glimmer of hope, who is willing to bend down to be a big rat?

People's hearts are available!

...

No one noticed that there was a vague movement in Duke Lu's mansion not far away. The two doors of the mansion with purple shirts and copper nails inlaid with purple copper nails quietly opened up.

After the crack in the door, Lao Cheng looked out with his waist, and his eyes were pointing from afar, which was Li Yun's side.

There was still someone standing behind Lao Cheng, who was obviously Mrs. Cheng, who was from the Cui family in Qinghe. The couple sneaked and watched at the door for a long time. Then Mrs. Cheng said quietly: "Zhijie, is that child asleep?"

Old Cheng didn't look back, and continued to lie down in the crack of the door, and whispered in a low voice: "It seems that he is about to go to bed, but he just finished talking to a group of refugees."

Mrs. Cheng also wanted to watch it, but Old Cheng reached out and pushed it away, and hummed, "What are you joining in the fun of such a major family and country?"

After saying that, he peeked outwards, looking out at the crack in the door and laughed softly.

Mrs. Cheng was unhappy and angrily scolded: "Cheng Zhijie, don't forget that I found out that this child is the credit of my Cui family's warehouse. I'm beaten up and told me today. Who would pay attention to a young boy? Don't play too much when you go up the room and smoke the ladder. Let me watch it for a while..."

Lao Cheng blocked the door and refused to let him go, and his face was full of quibbling shamelessness, and hummed, "I didn't get the news from Cui. I rely on my own eyesight to see it. You can do it, hehehe, don't let me go to bed within three months. I always feel that my back hurts a little when I work hard on the court affairs recently."

Mrs. Cheng was furious, pointed at Old Cheng's nose and started to get angry, shouting, "Cheng Zhijie, what nonsense are you talking about? I am in the year of a tiger and wolf. Do you want to not serve for three months? No way, this is to let me stay a widow!"

The sound was too loud and suddenly rang at night. Lao Cheng was startled and quickly reached out to cover his wife's mouth.

Mrs. Cheng was furious and pushed him away, and scolded: "What did you say when you married me? You said you would hold me in your hand and hurt your heart. Every morning, a heartwarming word, as long as you open your eyes, you will call me a little sweetheart. What about now? How many years have you called?"

Call you Xiao Tiantian?

Are those all the sweet words from my youth?

How old are we now? You still ask me to call you Xiao Tiantian?

Old Cheng shivered and felt cold sweat all over his body.

Mrs. Cheng is still relentless, as if she wants to expose more dirty things.

Lao Cheng finally successfully covered her mouth and lowered his voice, "Can you be quiet? You are so loudly cursing? You are not afraid of being heard by the servants. Is it still worth the face of your husband?"

Mrs. Cheng looked contemptuous and said, "Do you still want a face? Are you afraid of being heard by a few little vixen? You are so embarrassed to say that your back hurts, it is clearly shaken by the vixen. Old guy, are you shy? How big are those little vixen? It's not much worse than the snow in our house..."

Lao Cheng groaned and said stubbornly: "Being a husband is a duke. You should have a wife, two wife, and eight concubines. This is determined by the court law. Being a husband is also to spread the branches and leaves."

As he said that, he glanced at Mrs. Cheng and said, "Besides, I don't marry much. If you don't believe me, look at the other people. Which of their kings is not a multi-wives or concubines. I just married you for my husband."

Mrs. Cheng gritted her teeth.

Old Cheng Shun crawled and whispered: "Our two flat wives have always been empty for husbands. Therefore, all the legitimate sons come from you. Could it be that this is not enough for you to be arrogant?"

Mrs. Cheng gave him a fierce look.

Unfortunately, Old Cheng was thick-skinned, so he pretended not to see this, and suddenly sighed and said, "The Cheng family also has to have branches and leaves, Madam, I'm sleeping for my husband to have branches and leaves..."

"Pooh!"

Mrs. Cheng spat, and suddenly gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "If you dare to mess around again, be careful of my power. Do you really think I am a fool and can't hear your fooling words? I beat all your concubines to death and dragged them to the mass grave outside the city to bury them all."

Old Cheng dared not speak out, and groaned: "Damn, you are jealous."

Mrs. Cheng smiled proudly and said, "Have you heard that the most toxic woman is so heartless? You dare not go to bed for three months. It's quite light to kill your concubine. I know that Chang'an is going to make everyone laugh. You Cheng Zhijie, the dignified Duke of Lu, don't serve your wife at home, always say that your back is sore. Think about it, how will the people talk about you? You can't do it anymore, you can't do it..."

There was sweat dripping on Lao Cheng's forehead.

The female tiger in the family showed her power, and Lao Cheng didn't dare to say it right for a moment. He hummed a few times and pretended to be disdainful and quarreled with him. He then lay down on the crack of the door and looked out, and said, "It takes a good observation for a husband. I will find out the truth after watching it for a while. You old lady have never seen the prince several times, and even if you let you see it, you can't tell it? Ahha, it looks really similar. The more you look, the more you look, it looks the same as the King Zhao of Xifu..."

Mrs. Cheng was indeed led by him and asked quickly: "Can you be sure? Can you be sure?"

Lao Cheng looked back at his wife, and his tone suddenly became hesitant, and he said uncertainly: "The appearance is very similar, but his life experience is still doubtful. King Zhao of Xifu never married in his life, and he disappeared at a young age."

The implication is very simple, no children will be present without marrying a wife.

Mrs. Cheng was thinking divergently and her eyes flashed: "Maybe it's where the outdoor room comes out? The outdoor room is usually unnamed and undistinguished."

The couple talked about Li Yun’s life experience again.

Outdoor room!
Chapter completed!