The Blessed

Turning back, the little bun began to engorge again. Ling Jingxuan sighed lightly. After whispering something by Shopkeeper Zhang’s ear, he went upstairs. All right, he surrendered. He guessed that his position in the small bun’s heart could never surpass delicious food.

It was already one o’clock in the afternoon after they finished. Everyone now was holding a round belly. No one even wanted to move now. Especially the two buns. Even the big bun was stuffed, let alone the small bun. The two kids occupied that bed in the box, making a 大 shape. Now and then, they’d feel their round bellies simultaneously, which made Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan not know whether to laugh or cry.

As Ling Jingxuan expected, at lunch time, a lot of people already said they wanted to eat the hot pot. Some even specially send someone to call their family. Fortunately the soup was ready-made, and also the seasoning and the dishes, and the tables and pots were all taken back. So Shopkeeper Zhang directly asked people to change half of the tables into hot pot tables, and in those boxes on the second floor, he changed according to the guests’ request. That day, until three in the afternoon, the tables were still full. During the time, since lots of people ordered fresh mushrooms, Ling Jingpeng even specially went home to fetch a large basket. They even had no time to take a nap.

"Daddy, why do we buy cloth again? Sister Shuiling just made us two sets of thick cotton clothes a few days ago.”

Out of the restaurant, they didn’t take the carriage home since they were too full. A family of four and Ling Jingpeng all walked back home. Since it was the market day today, even though it was already three p.m., there were still a lot of people in the streets. So Ling Jingxuan directly brought them to that clothes shop he often went to. He directly bought silk cloth of six or seven colors and cotton for the whole family. He still chose cotton cloth for himself, it was just that the quality was a bit better than the first time. He bought three hundred jin of cotton. Except making cotton clothes, it was time to make some thick cotton quilts for the servants and maids. Since they worked for him, he wouldn’t treat them shabbily on material things.

"Who would think he has too many clothes? Didn’t daddy say we are going out for fun? One or two suits of clothes are definitely not enough. Besides, those silk cloth is not all used to make clothes for you. It still includes the quilt coverlids for our grandparents and others.”

He knew that the big bun would have objections. Ling Jingxuan who was holding his hand handled him with ease. He’d insist on things they ought to buy. The big bun was stingy, but he was also a reasonable one. As long as he talked some sense into him, he wouldn’t say much.

“Oh, then we should buy more. Daddy, are we really going out for fun? Where are we going?”

Hearing that everyone had a share, he thought daddy wasn’t wasting money, so he also approved of it, although he still didn’t want to cost so much money in the heart. Instead, he looked up and asked another question.

"We’ll just hang out in Cangzhou. Next month, your second uncle is going to take the exams. We should come back to root for him. And our school is going to open soon, so we have to come back at the end of the month or early the next month.”

No matter him or the original owner, the farthest place he had ever gone to was the town. As for which place was fun, he was also not quite clear. He was afraid that he still needed his man to take the lead, after all here was his fief.

"Well, daddy, where are we going next?"

They hadn't gotten on the carriage now, clearly daddy had some other plan. Ling Wen couldn’t help asking. Now Uncle Song was responsible for all the necessities at home. So they didn’t need to queue in line, right?

"We’ll go to Guarantor Liu’s place to buy a few more people, I think…”

"What? Buy people again?"

Ling Wen already cut in before Ling Jingxuan could finish his words. Everyone stopped their steps, and meanwhile, a lot of passers-by also looked over at them. Ling Wen found that he misbehaved, the little face instantly blushed, after a while, he pulled his daddy into a corner and said, “Daddy, we have bought a lot of people now. Why?”

Those people are already enough, aren’t they?

"What I want to buy this time is not some ordinary servants. Wen, remember what I said to you before? Your father’s background isn’t simple, so we’ll leave sooner or later. But before that, I want to make everything arranged for your grandpa and grandma, in case that we can’t find our home after we come back. You know about your grandpa and grandma. They have a good heart but a bit spineless. All right, forget about your father. When your second uncle got listed, our family would be connected with the officials in the future. Your grandpa and grandma can’t be like that forever. So I want to buy some old and experienced mama from those big families for them, to teach them etiquettes and rules. I am not wasting money. We can’t save this money. Besides, daddy wants to train some useful people for your father. I have considered it. Instead of open recruitment, why don’t we directly buy a few or a dozen young men and train them ourselves? At least, their indentures are in our hands. We don’t need to worry they’d betray us, right?”

Actually Ling Jingxuan completely didn’t have to say these to his son, but since he had transmigrated here, he had never concealed anything for him, including this. He was their big son, who would inherit the title in the future. He hoped that he could train him into an all-round talent, who would have a broad picture of things.

"Will father...be in danger in the future?"

His mood slowly calmed down, Ling Wen asked worriedly, eyes flickering. Last time, he accidentally heard that brother Yan called father imperial uncle. Then he secretly asked his second uncle, his second uncle said that was how people from the imperial family called each other. Brother Yan was the prince. Someone he called imperial uncle could only be the emperor’s brother. And with Ling Jinghan’s purposeful hinting, actually he had already known that his father was the famous Prince Sheng god of war! But since daddy and father hadn’t told him, he never mentioned it before anyone else. He believed that his father or daddy would take the initiative to tell him at a right time.

"Yes, but daddy won't put him in danger. Do you believe daddy?"

With Ling Jingxuan shrewdness, how could he not notice his son’s abnormality? He knew he should have guessed it. Ling Jingxuan dotingly touched his head, with his eyes looking over his shoulder at Yan Shengrui and others who were waiting for them not far away. Whoever had the balls to hurt him, he’d kill him! If it was the enemy kingdom, he didn’t mind producing hot weapons which didn’t belong to this era and razing it to the ground.

"Hmm!"

Looking up into his eyes, Ling Wen nodded heavily. For daddy, he had one hundred percent trust.

"Hehe... Then let's go. Your father and others are still waiting.”

The feeling of being trusted by his son was ever cooler than earning more money. Ling Jingxuan took him and walked to his man on the other side step by step.