Chapter 1045 A little bit of his thoughts

This time, Bai Ruozhu's tone was much gentler. He should be stern when he should be stern, but when he was being reasonable, he needed to communicate with the children in a gentle voice.

She knelt down and looked at Deng Deng, hugged him, touched his little head and asked, "Deng Deng, do you want to tear the paper?"

Xiao Dengdeng was comforted by his mother now and didn't cry much anymore. He just sobbed quietly. He looked at the shredded paper in Bai Ruozhu's hand and nodded his head.

Lin Ping'er and Bai Yihong looked at each other. This time, neither of them interrupted, leaving their daughter to educate her children.

Bai Ruozhu hugged Dengdeng distressedly, sat on the chair with him, and then told the maid next to her to get some waste paper that her second brother had used.

She turned to touch Deng Deng's head and said softly: "Deng Deng, you can play tearing up paper if you want to, but you can't tear up the letter written by your uncle, let alone the useful paper. Mom let others use it. Can I give you some scrap paper to play with?"

She can understand the child's psychological appeal at this time, and now the family is not short of money, but she is still willing to tear up waste paper for the child because she does not want to raise a prodigal son.

Others may think that since their children are so young, they don’t understand the truth at all, so we should teach them later. But Bai Ruozhu always feels that the child already has his own ideas, and now he will tell him the principles of life bit by bit, so that he will understand things more clearly in the future.

Soon the maid took the waste paper that Bai Zepei had used and discarded and handed it to Bai Ruozhu. Bai Ruozhu smiled and asked Deng Deng: "This is waste paper and can be torn up. Do you want it?"

Dengdeng immediately burst into laughter, stretched out her little hand to get it, and said vaguely: "Yes, yes."

Bai Ruozhu gave him the waste paper and let him play aside. He quickly tore up the waste paper, even to small pieces, which showed that his fingers were already quite nimble.

Bai Ruozhu explained Dengdeng's needs, but added: "If he wants to play, he can only give him waste paper in the future, and don't give him too much. He can tear a piece of paper for a long time."

Lin Ping'er asked worriedly: "The paper is written with ink. What if it touches your hands and then goes into your mouth? He won't tear it up anyway, so what if you just give him a piece of white paper?"

"No, Grandma Zhang and I will make sure he doesn't put it in his mouth randomly. We can't develop the habit of wasting money at home," Bai Ruozhu said.

After all, Lin Ping'er was from a peasant family. After thinking about it, she quickly agreed with Bai Ruozhu's idea. Naturally, Bai Yihong had no objection.

After a while, the family was preparing to have lunch. Suddenly someone came to the door and delivered two boxes of exquisitely packaged snacks. The delivery boy said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang ordered these in our store. He said they were for Bai." The master, the old lady, and Mrs. Jiang tasted it."

Bai Ruozhu knew as soon as he saw the box that this was the osmanthus cake from Pinguixuan in Jingli. They only make osmanthus cake in this month every year, and it is most delicious when it is ready and eaten hot. Bai Ruozhu heard about it before and went to try it. I tasted it, but it turned out that it wasn’t ready for sale yet. Jiang Yichun said at that time that he would treat her to a hot osmanthus cake from Ping Guixuan.

She suddenly became excited, looked at the young man and asked, "Where is Mr. Jiang? When did he place the order?"

Because Jiang Yichun can't just write home, maybe he has returned to the capital and wants to surprise her?

Although Bai Ruozhu usually sounded calm, she was a little excited at this time and wished she could see her Ah Chun earlier.

"Mr. Jiang ordered it more than ten or twenty days ago. At that time, he said that he would come to pick it up in person. If he can't come, let us send it to Bai Mansion while it's still hot." The boy replied.

Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but look disappointed. She was too excited. It wasn't the sweet-scented osmanthus cake Jiang Yichun ordered when he came back, but the one he ordered before he left. So he hasn't returned to Beijing at all.

The young man didn't know what he said wrongly. Mrs. Jiang in front of him seemed unhappy. He was afraid that if he spoke any more, he would get into trouble and be scolded by the shopkeeper when he returned. He hurriedly said: "Eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake while it's hot, little one." I’ll take my leave first.”

Lin Ping'er saw her daughter's expression and knew that she missed her son-in-law. Lin Ping'er was afraid that she would be sad, so she hurriedly opened the box and said with a smile: "Ruozhu, try it while it's hot. I heard that Ping Guixuan's osmanthus cake is It’s the most delicious osmanthus cake in Beijing.”

Bai Ruozhu hurriedly recovered her thoughts. Just when her mother brought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to her, she suddenly said, "Mom, wait!"

She was distracted just now, and now she thought of a question, what if Ah Chun hadn't ordered this sweet-scented osmanthus cake?

She hurriedly took out the silver needles and checked them one by one. She opened them again and smelled them. Then she felt relieved and said, "It's okay. You can eat it."

Bai Yihong couldn't help laughing, "Ruozhu, you are too careful. There is no such chaos at the base of the imperial city."

Bai Ruozhu smiled and said, "Ah Chun never mentioned to me that he ordered sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He probably wanted to surprise me. I'm used to being cautious."

In fact, if she was not so suspicious on weekdays, it was mainly because she had just seen the person who seemed to be Shi Feiming that she felt uneasy and a little worried.

The family started eating the hot osmanthus cake. After eating it, they found that it was really delicious, sweet but not greasy, with just the right aroma. Most importantly, it was pure natural. Even little Deng Deng liked it. Three pieces.

"Sure enough, it's well-deserved. It's a pity that your second brother has no luck." Lin Ping'er smiled and gave the last piece to Xiao Dengdeng.

"Leave a piece for your second brother. He can eat it hot when he comes back." Bai Ruozhu said and went to stop it.

"Forget it, the little boy also said that it tastes best when it is hot. Such a delicious snack will not taste right if it is cold and reheated. On the contrary, it will smash and make no sound." Lin Ping'er said.

Bai Ruozhu thought about the same reason and didn't stop him.

Seeing that her son was eating deliciously, she thought of the surprise that Ah Chun wanted to give her when he ordered the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She felt warm in her heart and wanted to see him right away. When she woke up from the night shift these days, she found that there was no one on the other side and the bed was If he was cold, she would feel sad for a while, and she didn't know when it started. She was used to his company, and she would feel uneasy even if he didn't see him for a day.

In the next few days, Bai Ruozhu treated Chu Han's injuries and went to see Mr. Bo Hou's injuries. Fortunately, everything went well. Chu Han's detoxification effect was very good this time. As long as he treats it again in a month, his poison will be gone. It can be driven clean. Bo Hou recovered well, but Jing Sheng pestered Bai Ruozhu for advice on many issues.

A few days later, Xu Huilin came for a sudden visit. He brought some gifts to Bai Yihong and Lin Ping'er, saluted them, and said he had something to talk to Bai Ruozhu, which made Bai Ruozhu nervous.

"Have junior brother contacted you? Did you say when you will be back? Where are you now?" Xu Hui asked straight to the point when he saw that Bai Yihong and his wife were avoiding him.

"I still don't know, why are you asking about this?" Bai Ruozhu's heart suddenly jumped, "Is it your master who asked about Ah Chun?"