Chapter 129 - Bandit husband shows his love with his baby

In the spring of the seventh year of Pingchu, it has been more than half a year since Fu Tian brought the two children back.

In the past six months, the long-dried country of Chu finally rained, and the continuous rain water moistened the dry land for a long time. The whole country sang the rain and celebrated that the drought that lasted for three years was finally over.

However, the devastation left by the disaster still needs time to be resolved. Chu Fengyuan used all the silver donated by Fu Tian for disaster relief. All officials who were passive in disaster relief were dismissed after verification. Officials from all over the country tightened their skin for disaster relief, and the people who saw hope They all spontaneously began to organize manpower to help themselves, and many disaster relief policies promulgated by the court were soon implemented.

After half a year of recuperation, although the severely affected counties have not fully recovered, the people can still take a breath.

As the capital, Qingyang has long been restored to its former prosperity.

The only difference is that in the past, the West Market, where only the common people would pass, has changed. It has become more lively than the East Market, where high-ranking officials and dignitaries gather. The Fu Jia Mi Shop in the bustling center, and the stewards inside, are all too busy. , Even the whole West Market business is much better.

From the time when the imperial "Great Chu Huangshang" plaque was delivered to Fujia Mipu, the accumulated reputation of Fujia Mipu spread among the people almost instantly, word of mouth, and became famous for a time. Businessmen and dignitaries from all over the world ran to Fujia Mipu.

Fu Tian, ​​the big proprietor of Fujia Mipu, took two children and avoided Zhuangzi outside the city early.

In a few days, it will be Chu Xiangtian's birthday. In my impression, since the two knew each other, he had not given Chu Xiangtian a good birthday. It was not because of the bad relationship between the two of them or the separation of war. Once, Fu Tian simply handled the things in the shop in advance, and a family of four went to Zhuangzi to hide quietly.

The spacious carriage walked on the official road. Chu Xiangtian rode a horse and followed by the carriage. The carriage curtain was raised, and Fu Tian sat inside with the two children.

The older, unsmiling one is Chu Zhan, twelve years old this year; sitting next to Fu Tian, ​​looking out the window curiously, is the younger Fu Changle, who can be eight years old.

When the person was brought back, the two children were yellow and thin, with unbelievable surprises and vigilance in their eyes. Fu Tian felt distressed for them, so he packed the room where Chu Xiangtian originally lived and arranged it into two small rooms. The child's room-he originally wanted them to sleep in the same room, but Fu Changle was timid, so he decided to live with the brothers.

After being carefully taken care of for half a year, Chu Zhan grew like depressed weeds. In addition, he often went to the camp outside the city to train with Chu Xiangtian. His stature reached Fu Tian's shoulders. Fu Tian estimated that, In a few years, this child will be as tall as Chu Xiangtian.

Fu Changle is a bit worrying. He had been ill before, and he was too courageous. He was always cautious after receiving it. He took whatever he wanted. He never dared to ask his own request. Fu Tian took a lot of thought and thought. I haven't fattened people up, and I haven't moved my stature in the past six months, looking like a five or six year old child.

Seeing Fu Changle staring at the horse that Chu Xiangtian was riding in surprise, Fu Tian rubbed his head and asked softly, "Do you want to ride a horse with your father?"

Fu Changle turned his head, his dark eyes like apricot kernels blinked, and his eyes slid to Chu Xiangtian's side. After a while, he lowered his head and whispered "Um".

Fu Tian rubbed his head encouragingly, called Chu Xiangtian over, and said, "You take Changle for two laps, it is difficult for him to get out, and he hasn't rode a horse yet."

Chu Xiangtian leaned over and pulled the broken hair from his cheeks behind his ears, then with a low smile, he directly hugged the little bit in front of Fu Tian from the window.

Fu Changle was taken aback by him, let out a low exclamation and then tightly grasped his arm.

Chu Xiangtian laughed, put the child in front of him, and patted his head gently, "Don't be afraid, look up."

Fu Changle hugged his hand, and then raised his head apprehensively. Chu ran to the sky unhappy, holding him in one hand and the rein in the other, and the horse ran forward with tame small steps.

This was a novel experience that Fu Changle had never had before. He gradually forgot to be afraid as he watched it. He couldn't help but yelled "Drive! Drive!"

Seeing that he was not afraid anymore, Chu Xiangtian slowly accelerated his speed and took him for a lap before turning back to the carriage.

Fu Changle's cheeks flushed with excitement, his eyes sparkling like apricot kernels, and a rare and lively appearance, stretched out his hands for Fu Tian and gestured to Chu Zhan, "The horse runs so fast! So fast!"

He opened his arms and gestured, but felt that the description was not right, and frowned in embarrassment.

"Daddy knows it." Fu Tian took him into his arms and put the person on his lap and bumped him upside down. "There is a pony on Zhuangzi, and I can learn how to ride with my brother in Changle."

Fu Changle immediately forgot what had happened and said happily: "Really?"

Fu Tian pinched him to raise some fleshy cheeks, "Of course it is true."

"At that time, I will teach you to ride a horse." Chu Zhan, who was sitting beside him straight and stern, also said.

"..."

The carriage came, and the family of four arrived at Zhuangzi before lunch.

The manager of Zhuangzi got the news in advance and brought people to the door to greet him. He arranged for someone to lead the carriages and horses to place. The manager himself led them to lunch first.

The lunch is very generous, and the children's favorite dishes are also specially prepared.

Chu Zhan is very old and has grown up since he was a child. He is not very interested in these things, and his face is exactly the same as Chu Xiangtian.

Fu Changle likes it very much, but although he is young, he is sensitive and sensitive. He takes many things in his eyes, so he refrained from eating two pieces, and instead took other dishes instead. His eyes couldn't help but float on the fish cake in front of him.

Fu Tian noticed that it was funny and distressed, and put a piece in the bowl for him, "Eat more if you like it."

Fu Changle pursed his lips, his expression a little frustrated, "The master said, everything must be done in moderation, and temperance must not be ignored."

Fu Tian sighed helplessly, rubbed the top of his head distressedly, "You are still a kid, you can be more willful, but the big ones must be restrained."

Fu Changle said "Oh", as if he was persuaded, he looked at the tender fish cakes in the bowl, and finally couldn't help but took a bite.

...

The days on Zhuangzi were very clean and laid back. Chu Xiangtian would fight with Chu Zhan in the yard every morning. Chu Zhan was a good seedling by nature and learned quickly. Chu Xiangtian taught him to do very standard moves with the only flaw. It's just too young to lack strength.

Fu Tian and Fu Changle were sleepy. One year and one year old always got up late. Fu Changle was usually taken to Fu Tian's house by a maid. The father and son were lying by the window, lazily looking at the two father and son outside. Punch.

After they finished their morning exercises, they washed up and went to eat together. At noon, Fu Tian would either teach Fu Changle with a book to read, or give a story from a small speech book to a large or two.

Occasionally, Chu Xiangtian would take them to hunt in the mountains, but usually Chu Xiangtian and Chu Zhan started, Fu Tian and Fu Changle just followed to count the prey, and by the way, they figured out what food to eat at night.

After three or four days, Chu Xiangtian's birthday was getting closer and closer.

Fu Tian was thinking about what birthday gift to prepare for Chu Xiangtian, and he was rarely absent-minded. Chu Zhan and Fu Changle ran out in the morning, and they didn't know what they were playing.

As soon as Chu Xiangtian came back, he saw him staring at the window blankly, looking unconscious.

Taking advantage of the absence of the two children, Chu Xiangtian leaned over and took the person into his arms and kissed him, "What a daze?"

Fu Tian recovered, pushed him and asked tentatively: "What birthday gift do you want?"

Chu Xiangtian looked at him unkindly, gave a soft "tsk", and whispered a few words in his ear.

"..." Fu Tian blushed as he listened, opened his mouth to say something and swallowed it back, comforting himself in his heart. There is only one birthday in a year. He wants to... just, just let him.

Having just returned from the outside, Chu Zhan made a "hush" gesture to Fu Changle and pulled him to hide behind.

On the day of his birthday, Fu Tian got up early, taking advantage of Chu Xiangtian's punch, went to the kitchen and made him a bowl of longevity noodles.

The golden-yellow noodles are long, plated in circles, topped with fragrant chicken broth, covered with a sugar-core poached egg, sprinkled with a little green onion, and it looks delicious.

Fu Tian exhaled in satisfaction, wiped his hands and carefully put the noodles on the tray and put them out. If you ignore the failed bowls of noodles in the kitchen, it is still very successful.

Chu Xiangtian had just finished punching, changed into light clothes, and took the two children to the main hall. He saw Fu Tian walking from the other end carefully holding the plate, his eyes were full of smiles, "I didn't see you early in the morning. Silhouette, went to the kitchen to cook noodles?"

Fu Tian put the noodles on the table, curled his eyes and smiled, "Well, I made it by myself, you can taste it."

Chu Xiangtian picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and started eating from the beginning. When eating the longevity noodles, they shouldn't be broken. You have to eat them all at once to beg for good.

Chu Xiangtian finished eating the noodles, and even drank the soup clean, complimented Fu Tian contentedly, "Madam's craftsmanship has improved again."

Fu Tian laughed, kicked him, and cursed "not serious" in a low voice.

When the dishes were ready, the family sat around the table and ate. Fu Tian and Chu Xiangtian drank, halfway through the meal, Chu Zhan and Fu Changle got up at the same time, each poured a glass of wine to respect Chu Xiangtian.

Fu Tian suddenly narrowed his eyes, removed the wine glass in front of them, and taught: "You are young, don't learn to drink from your father."

Chu Xiangtian coughed, and the two little ones had to obediently lift up the tea cups again, looking at Chu Xiangtian eagerly.

He smiled, raised his glass and touched the two children separately, drank all the wine in the glass, and deliberately turned the bottom of the glass upside down, indicating that he had finished drinking.

Chu Zhan and Fu Changle followed his example and drank their tea.

Fu Tian looked at the happy father and son, and smiled and gave them a chopstick dish.

Unsuspectingly, Chu Xiangtian suddenly approached, leaning in his ear, and said lowly, "Where is your gift?"

Fu Tian's ears were hot, and his chopsticks almost fell to the ground, suddenly remembering what the man said in his ear yesterday.

"The gift I want... Tomorrow night, you come by yourself..."

The author has something to say: Finally, Fanwaigan came out! ! See you tomorrow qaq