he yi nodded, then shook his head again.
"are you afraid or not afraid?" shang jinghui was rarely patient.
"i'm afraid of ghosts, but i'm not afraid of you, and even if you're a ghost, you're a good ghost." he yi said seriously.
"why?"
in the morning he said he was a good man, and now he said he was a good ghost, and he really didn't know how he got involved with the word "good."
"because you are my husband, you give me cake to eat, you will not kill me without moving, i made a mistake, you did not close my little black room..." he yi broke his finger and listed his reasons one by one.
shang jinghui raised an eyebrow in surprise, this child was not stupid enough to go home, at least he knew that he was in trouble.
he followed he yi's words and asked, "what mistake have you made?"
he yi suddenly realized that he had slipped his mouth, and originally wanted to fool around, but seeing shang jinghui's serious inquiring eyes, he did not dare to lie anymore, bowed his head and said angrily, "i stole food."
shang jing saw that he was like a quail in an instant, and he felt funny in his heart, but his face was still a serious expression, "well, is there anything else?"
"also..." he yi scratched his head and thought about it for a while before continuing, "i'm not a system."
"how did it become a system?" shang jinghui was somewhat curious.
"when eating, i don't have a system, and i eat it directly with my hands." he yiyi said hesitantly.
at the thought of meat, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, still so hungry.
"that's all?" shang jing asked.
he yi looked confused, "anything else?"
sure enough, this little fool really didn't know what kind of trouble he had run into, but he didn't have the patience to educate the children, and he yi just messed up a wedding banquet, which was not a big deal in his opinion, so he said perfunctorily: "no."
he yi suddenly remembered something, approached shang jinghui and whispered, "by the way, husband, tell you a secret, in fact, i am also a ghost."
shang jinghui saw his mysterious look, almost couldn't help but laugh out loud, and casually asked, "hungry ghost?"
unexpectedly, he yi actually nodded his head seriously, and said excitedly: "yes, yes, husband, how do you know?"
shang jinghui did not take it seriously, seeing that the time was not early, he directly skipped this topic, pointed to a set of clothes folded on the side of the bed and said to he yi: "change that dress."
this little fool had eaten a meal and made his dress dirty everywhere, and now he was wearing the pajamas that the nurse had helped him change, and tonight's family feast was about to begin, and he could not be allowed to go out like this.
he yi obediently responded, and then carefully asked, "can i go to dinner after changing my clothes?" i'm so hungry. "
he hadn't eaten breakfast, plus he hadn't eaten enough at noon, and now his stomach was starting to grunt again.
"change it and take you to dinner, small rice bucket." shang jinghui said rather harshly.
he yi did not think that there was anything wrong with the title of "small rice bucket", he heard that he could go to dinner immediately, he immediately ran to change his clothes happily, and in front of shang jingjian,three or two times he cleaned his pajamas, only wearing a pair of underwear dangling in the room, the milky white skin was very conspicuous in the slightly dim room, when he wore pants, he also unconsciously poked his upturned ass at shang jinghui behind him, and he worked hard for a long time before putting on his pants.
this little fool looked quite thin when he was dressed, but he didn't expect that there should be no less meat.
shang jinghui saw his extravagant style, and originally wanted to look away to avoid it, but somehow he watched the whole process of he yi changing clothes.
he yi hurriedly fastened the button of his shirt, and the puppy ran to shang jinghui with great joy, "husband, i'm dressed!" let's go to dinner! the small rice bucket wants to fill its empty stomach.
shang jinghui was amused by him and couldn't help asking, "where did you learn these words?"
i just said that i was not a system, and now there is an emptiness.
"it's in the textbook." he yi said reasonably.
"do you remember what you learned in the textbook?" shang jinghui was a little surprised.
didn't you say that you hit your head and lost your memory? is it just that you don't remember the past, but you still remember what you learned?
"i remember, i remember clearly, so i'm not a little fool, i'm a little clever ghost." he yi said very confidently.
shang jinghui smiled nonchalantly and led his little clever ghost to dinner.
this family banquet was held in the old mansion of the merchant, which was a small family gathering, and there were no collateral people to participate, except for the old master of the merchant and the husband of the merchant jing, which was one of the second uncle's business houses.
shang jing met them late, and by the time they got there, everyone else had already arrived.
the old man sat in the main seat, saw that shang jinghui and he yi had come together, showed a little smile on his face, waved to he yi and said: "xiao yi is it, come to grandpa's side to sit." "
he yi secretly poked and poked at shang jinghui, and when he saw shang jinghui nodding slightly, he ran to the old man and sat down, and also called out to grandpa very obediently.
the old man noticed this interaction between the two of them, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper with a smile, and he lovingly touched he yi's head and praised: "isn't xiao yi quite sensible?" "
the face of the merchant on the side was a little stiff, and in the afternoon he spat out a bunch of bitter water with the old man in the open and secret, complaining that he yi's performance at the wedding had caused him a lot of trouble, and also lost the face of the merchant, but he did not expect that the old man had no intention of pursuing it at all.
although the old master's eccentricity towards shang jinghui has long been known, he is still jealous in his heart.
the only thing that makes him happy is that shang jinghui is married to a man, or a fool who will only drag his legs, and the small door of the he family does not have any help for shang jinghui, even if this chong xi can make this sick man live past 28 years old, as long as he yi does not die, he will not have a righteous child, because chong xi cannot leave, otherwise the rules will be broken.
and the illegitimate child cannot inherit the merchant at all, and then the merchant will still fall into the hands of their second house, so that he feels better in his heart.
he yi naturally couldn't understand these open and secret struggles in the giants, and when he heard this good-looking old man praise him, he immediately said triumphantly: "yes, yes, i understand things." "
this time, he didn't directly grab the food on the table, he really understood things!
the old man was amused by him, and in a happy mood, he introduced him to the other people present: "this is your second uncle and second aunt, and your two cousins." "
he yi obediently called the person, and the old man praised him twice, and then cheerfully beckoned everyone to sit down to eat.
he yi was not familiar with the others, only shang jinghui was still slightly familiar, and he felt more secure sitting with an acquaintance, so he patted the seat next to him, stretched his neck and sat on the other side of shang jinghui and said: "husband! come and sit here! "
his behavior attracted everyone to look at him, he yi was unaware, and when he saw that shang jing did not move, he continued to enthusiastically call out to his new friends like a kindergarten child.
the lower face of the shangxing board was about to reprimand he yi for not having rules, but was stopped by his wife xu qian pulling on his sleeve.
shang xingzhi looked down at his wife's gaze and found that the old man not only did not blame he yi in the slightest, but instead smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a slit.
the old man was obviously very satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law, and looked at his stinky baby grandson and said, "jing huan, you will sit next to xiao yi." "
shang jinghui did not particularly reluctantly let the nurse push the wheelchair over, and whispered to remind he yi: "it is too ugly to eat and say goodbye later, remember to use tableware."
this child was so restless to eat, don't eat and splash the oil stains on him, shang jinghuan thought with disgust.
he yi obediently nodded and replied, "good husband, i know."
then he looked at the pre-dinner snack on the table, licked his lips expectantly and asked, "can you start eating?"
the old man smiled and pushed the snack in front of him, and said with a kind face: "xiao yi is hungry, right?" try this red bean cake first, and i'll ask someone to prepare it for the dish. "
"thank you grandpa!"
he yi couldn't help but reach out and take it, thinking of shang jinghui's words just now, he looked at shang jinghui with an embarrassed face and asked: "husband, what should i eat with this?"
shang jinghui began to have a headache again, but there was an old man present, and he was not good at directly losing his temper with he yi, so he directly took chopsticks and threw a piece of cake into the plate in front of he yi, and said without anger: "use your mouth." "
he yi sighed, and then he lowered his head, and the puppy directly nibbled on the cake with his mouth on the plate, causing everyone to laugh.
"brother lobby, don't be so fierce to your sister-in-law." shang jingyun said with a smile.
shang xingzhi gave his son a look and asked him not to interject.
as a result, before shang jinghui could say anything, he listened to he yi retort: "my husband is not fierce, he is not fierce at all."
shang jingyun did not receive his father's look, and continued to joke and say, "the little sister-in-law is still protecting the short, brother lobby, you can be nicer to others in the future."
shang jinghui glanced at him lightly, did not answer the call, he yi was busy eating red bean cake, he could not talk, the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, xu qian hurriedly hit the round field: "jing yun, do you want to try this snack too?"
shang jingyun put away the smile on his face and said very facelessly, "i don't like to eat sweets."
shang xingzhi kicked him under the table and whispered, "how did the stinky boy talk to your mother?"
shang jingyun brushed his lips disdainfully and muttered in a low voice, "she is not my mother."
the younger shang jingzhao shook xu qian's arm and said, "mom, i want to eat sweet."
xu qian was about to help her son pick up pastries, when shang jingyun suddenly pulled the entire plate in front of him, looked at his cheap brother with a bad look, and said silently with his mouth: "i won't give you food."
shang jingzhao, who was only ten years old, suddenly cried, xu qian rushed to coax, and shang xingzhi hated iron and steel to look at his eldest son who did not understand things, and reprimanded in a sharp voice: "are you such a brother?" how old are the people who bully your brother all day.
shang jinghui coldly watched this farce that would be staged from time to time, and was upset by the noise, if he put it aside, he would go directly back to the room, but today the old man was so happy, he did not want to sweep away the grandfather's happiness.
he yi was full of only good food, after eating the first piece of pastry, when he saw that there were new dishes coming up, he couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks to clip it, and he didn't notice that it had become a mess there.
when the old man saw the situation, he said with a look of displeasure: "when you are done, don't argue, eat!"
the two-bedroom family was collectively silenced.
because of this episode, the next atmosphere has not been very active, the whole rice is counted he yi ate the most fragrant, at the beginning he also remembered the words of shang jinghui, the rules and regulations with chopsticks to pick vegetables with a spoon to drink soup, and then eat happily, he directly took the chicken leg with his hand to nibble, drinking soup is also a mouthful of the bowl.
the old man saw that he yi ate so fragrantly, and did not blame the child for eating differently, but from time to time gave he yi a dish with chopsticks, laughing and asking him to eat more.
he yi stuffed food in his mouth and said something to him incoherently.
the old man didn't hear clearly, "what did xiao yi just say?" eat slowly, don't worry.
he yiwu repeated it again, but the old man still did not understand, and shang jinghui helplessly served as an interpreter: "he said thank you grandpa."
"woohoo." he yi nodded frantically.