Steamed Bun's Biological Father

Xiao Fei scooped another bowl of distillers grains and brought it to Steamed Bun's mouth. He said in a low voice, "Taste it."

What kind of wine is this?

It was only because Yi Qing was strict that he could not do this.

How could a boy be raised like this?

Steamed Bun Tian began fighting. He looked around the room and then lowered his head to take a sip, licking his lips.

"Is it good to drink?"

The more venomous Yi Qing's mouth was, the better her hand would be.

He had not personally witnessed her medical skills, but he still dared to seal his seal in acknowledgement of her culinary skills.

"Delicious." Steamed Bun laughed until his dimples came out, carrying a bit of excitement from doing bad things behind his own mother's back.

"Have another drink."

"My mother knows she will be angry." Steamed Bun really didn't want it this time.

Xiao Fei rubbed his head and drank a whole bowl of it himself.

Delicious.

He decided to finish the rest of the big bowl in the next few days.

But soon he realized that the rest of the distillers grains were gone, so he asked Yi Qing, "Did you give the distillers grains away?"

Yi Qing was browsing through her precious herbs when he heard this and pointed to the chicken coop, "They've been fed to the chickens." "Before, I was just feeding the pigs to the neighbors. Now that I've raised my own chicken, I don't want to waste it."

Xiao Budian:

So was he fighting with chickens and pigs for food?

He didn't feel good and suspected that Yi Qing was doing it on purpose.

However, looking left and right, he couldn't tell that she was up to no good. He could only silently endure this humiliation.

Yi Qing thought to himself: "Do you think I don't know that you secretly gave my son wine?"

This enmity has been going on for the past night, so it can be said that he has a whole new level of respect for you.

Under normal circumstances, she would have avenged herself on the spot.

One thing that Yi Qing found strange was that almost two months had passed since she claimed to have Xiao Jinghan's legacy.

Why wasn't there any further information regarding Xiao Jinghan's background? Why didn't the mother of the Duke Huai En Mansion look for her?

What went wrong?

Yi Qing, who rarely went out, decided to go out and ask around.

After exchanging a few words with the martial arts student in the courtyard, she carried her medicinal basket and went out.

Steamed Bun looked at her leaving figure as if he was curious.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Bu who was crouching down facing him, helping him correct his horse stance, seeing his expression, he immediately asked.

His quest was to figure out what exactly had happened to Steamed Bun, but until now, there had been no progress at all. His and Steamed Bun's relationship was progressing at a rapid pace.

Xiao Bao couldn't help but think, could it be because he was old enough to bear a child?

He even thought that even if he found evidence to prove that Steamed Bun wasn't … He threw the evidence on that hateful woman, Yi Qing, and adopted Steamed Bun as his adopted son.

The child was innocent. Moreover, Steamed Bun's talent was astonishing and his personality was heartbreaking.

"Lord Xiao, is it because you can eat so much that my mother has spent all her silver?" Otherwise, why would she go out to sell medicine? "

It had to be known that since Aunt Zi had left, the furthest her mother had ever gone was probably the North and South Store at the end of the street.

Looking at his worried expression, Xiao Budian said, "... I gave you the silver, and you saw it. "

He did eat a little too much, but he really gave a lot of money!

Steamed Bun thought to himself, "Maybe you've already eaten all the silver you gave me."

The feelings were mutual. Steamed Bun also had some feelings for Xiao Bao, but he couldn't beat the pain he felt for his mother, so he said: "How about Lord Xiao, we both eat less. I'll also eat less with you, okay?"

At night, Xiao Bao handed over a silver ingot to Yi Qing in front of Steamed Bun. He said proudly, "No need to sell the medicine, I'll raise you guys!"

Yi Qing, who was lost in his own thoughts, was startled. He looked at Ye Zichen with a "Are you sick?" look, as if he was trying to figure out what the f * ck was going on.

Xiao Bao's mouth twitched, "Steamed Bun, I'm worried that you won't have any money to use, so let me eat less."

Steamed Bun immediately said: "I say I can also eat less."

Yi Qing: "... "You two, eat your meals obediently. You're not allowed to sleep until you're done eating!"

Steamed Bun finally confirmed that his mother still had some money, so he could finally relax.

I knew it. Your mother sold that crappy medicine and earned so much black-hearted silver.

However, he did not dare to say these words out loud, afraid that Yi Qing would drive him to his death.

At night, everything was quiet, except for the occasional chirping of the autumn bugs and the occasional barking of a dog from the depths of the village.

The bright moonlight penetrated the window and filled the room with silvery white moonlight.

Xiao Lang, who usually slept late, was lying in bed tossing and turning, countless things flashing through his mind.

He seemed to have understood Yi Qing's motive.

She had a son that her father didn't know about. If she was forced by her mother to marry him, what could she do other than risk her life to find a strong father for her son?

But how could Yi Qing fabricate such a specific date?

Why did she know so confidently about the day General Xiao disappeared?

There were less than ten people who truly knew about this.

Xiao Fen tried to figure it out one by one, but still could not find any clues.

However, there was one thing that he was sure of, and that was that Yi Qing was lying. General Xiao had never slept with her before, so there was no way he would let her have a child.

So the answer was no, but questions followed.

Who was Steamed Bun's father?