Han Yi laughed, “This child is really lucky to have entered the eyes of the Lord.”Now, go to the Han family, ten thousand times stronger than her own."He thought the boy was lost by a country girl.Look at the blue cotton cloth that wraps the child, and you will not be rich.

The little show was busy saying, “That’s called fate.”

Say carefully to look at the child, want to find something to flatter.He really let him find it, surprised: "Don't say, this child really looks like the master..." When it comes to half the panic, he hastened to shut up and look at Han Xiyi, his face is white.

Han Xiyi's heart was hard, and his eyebrows were frowned upon.

The people and the others were all close to seeing it.

Han Yi looked at it and said, “It’s very similar.This eye, this nose, this mouth, is exactly the same, even the eyebrows are like... this fate is really shallow.He said with a laugh.

Laughing, I met the little show with a frightened look.

He felt strange, just to ask Xiao Xiu what happened, suddenly saw the little show rushing his head, motioning him not to say, and looking at Han Xiyi.He also looked at Han Xiyi, only to see Han Xiyi staring at the child in his arms.He thought of a possibility, his eyes were wide open, but he never dared to speak again.

Listening to Han Yi and Xiao Xiu, Han Xiyi's chest was raging.

He held the little baby, his body trembling, his big hand holding the bag, and the knuckles were white.It seemed to him that he was holding it tight, and the baby's head in his arms moved, making a frail sound like a cat, and his mouth shuping again.He relaxed and carefully adjusted his posture.

The show has calmed down the mood.

Since the Lord wants to take the child back, he will arrange the next thing.They were all riding horses, and it certainly couldn’t be a Mercedes with a baby.He said, “Sir, I’m going to hire a carriage in the town ahead.”Go slowly with the children."

Han Xiyi: “You think very well.That's it."

Think and say, “Han Yi, go with him.”If you hire a car, you can come.Xiao Xiu returned directly to Beijing, allowing the daughter-in-law to quickly find the nurse.Find a few more first, and then I will go back and choose the right one.The maids have to choose...”

The little show couldn't stop saying, "Yes."

He listened to the pre-argument.

He asked, “Lord, how are you going?”

The eyes of Han Xiyi's child looked at, and swept a few people present, are thirty or forty-year-olds, I am afraid that they have not hugged the children.Han Xiyi held a little more posture.But Han Xiyi also rides horses, how to take the child?

Everyone understood what he meant: Master Han Xiyi, don't say riding on the road, even when he hugged his children at home.Holding the child at home, it is to tease the children, and there are people watching at any time.If you ride a child on this official road, people look at it strangely, which really damages his image of the fairy on weekdays.

A man said, "Let me hold."

He realized that he was riding well, so he wanted to worry about the young master.

Han Xiyi shook his head, "No, I hold it."

Xiao Xiu vaguely guessed the young master's mind: since she recognized the child, she was a Han girl, of course, she could not be handed over to a rough man in her arms.

He said, "Let me help you."

After opening the package behind, take out a good silk dress, tear open from the hem, three tangled two series, made a simple cloth pocket.The child was swung to Han Xiyi's chest, and the two ends were slanted across the shoulder, and the back was strong.Then he laughed, “Okay.Slow down and you won’t be able to move.One hand can hold the child under."

Han Xiyi was satisfied and nodded to him.

“Go quickly.”He's way.

Han Yi and the little show turned over the horse and went.

Only a short run, I saw that a carriage wheel in the middle of the official road was broken, trapped in a pothole, surrounded by many people, and talked about it.

Xiao Xiu said, "It's strange, I said, why didn't I have anyone just now, there was an accident here."

One side said, one side slowed down the horse on the side of the road.

Han Yi did not answer, only looked at it doubtfully.

Until he passed, he was still confused.

Because of the advice of the young master, he quickly threw away the matter, quickly whipped, and only wanted to go to the front town to hire a carriage, so as to come back to pick up the master.

Then Han Xiyi and others, slowly walking behind.

From here to Beijing, if you let the horse run, at most one hour is enough.Now he has a baby and can only walk slowly.He had time to think about it.

He left Beijing in Fengzhou in early July, and did not return to Beijing during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He told himself: Xie Yue Yue in Hanzhong Province, what did he do when he returned to Beijing alone?

In fact, he knows the real reason: clear and dumb August production, he dare not return to Beijing, do not know how to deal with himself.The day before yesterday, he received a book of flying pigeons in Beijing, saying that something had happened to the Korean shop.He hurried to pack up and come back.I found the boy halfway through.Counting the days, the clean and mute is almost the same as these days of production.

He looked down at the baby in his arms, in a complicated mood.

Half an hour later, Han Yi rushed to the carriage.

Han Xiyi took the child into the carriage.

Wait until the town in front, first find a place to cook some rice soup for the child to drink, before continuing on the road.They were so delayed that they did not enter the city until it was dark.

Back at the Hanjie, Xiao Xiu did not bear his instructions, has already found five nannies, eight maids, but also let people prepare milk, Han Xiyi a car, the baby was taken over, waiting for the bath to change clothes, and then feed, all arranged properly paste.

Han Xiyi ignored the dust and chose the nurse first.

He sat in the hall, and five daughters-in-law stood before him.

Han Xiyi looked at them one by one, listening to the daughter-in-law's return to their way - all Han's next to the people in Beijing, and when the children were born, etc., Xiao Xiu added.

The women could not bear his burning eyes, and their faces were red-faced.

Han Xiyi felt nothing, still carefully looked at them, on the one hand calculated: pickled twigs are not clean can not be, too old is not good, the eyes are light, too thin fear of milk is not enough... suddenly fixed on a woman.

It was his daughter-in-law, who was called Zhou Da's management, about 20 years old, not fat or thin, just what he had seen, not only was he a real person, but even her man was a real person.

Han Xiyi called out, “The daughter-in-law of Zhou Da came here.”

The mother-in-law’s eyes lit up and rushed forward.

Han Xiyi said, “The girl gave it to you.”I need another one...”

He glanced at the rest of the people, and pointed to a surnamed king, the daughter-in-law of his mother's house, and he felt at ease with the familiar.

Then four more maids were chosen.

The daughter-in-law sent the elected man away.

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