The man's words made Fu Yuzheng smile uncontrollably, "You have never neglected me and my children, like now, I am very satisfied."
"So coaxing?" The man raised his head, stared at her from the bottom up, and asked with a smile, "But I want to be better for you, what should I do?"
His eyes were facing each other, and he could clearly see his reflection in the man's eyes. Fu Yuzheng's eyebrows were wrapped in honey, but his mouth said, "But you are now an important minister in the court, and the affairs of the court and the emperor are inseparable from you."
"The emperor, the regent, one or two of them ran out, leaving me one to work hard for the court. Feng Shui has to take turns."
"Then I'll wait for you." At the end, Fu Yuzheng had already laughed so hard to himself.
It is rare for a man to have such a anger, and it is very entertaining to see it once by accident.
"I said that your husband and wife are tired and crooked. You don’t even want the children when you are soaked together? I have to turn around and get the edamame back! I will soon become your groom!" to.
Before I saw anyone, there was a lot of resentment in his words.
Liu Zhixia looked outward, waiting for a large and a small figure to come into sight, "Make the best use of everything, you are idle in the capital as well."
"Where am I idle? My father travels all year round. It is easy to go home for a year, and there is no time to accompany his daughter-in-law and children. Huh?" Qian Wanjin had a black handsome face, then turned his head to explain to the little bit beside him, "Edamame, I don't think I dislike you, I don't like you."
Edamame looked up and smiled at Qian Wanjin, "Uncle Jin Jin, then you will come to pick me up tomorrow."
"Come on, definitely come!" Patting his chest and finishing the ticket, looking at Xiao Budian with a smile on his face, Qian Wanjin walked towards his parents, only then did Qian Wanjin realize that he seemed to have been tricked by Xiao Budian, "... Edamame, you can't learn from your father. good!"
"Daddy is very good." Xiaobu nodded, his smile always bright.
Give Qian Wanjin to the depressed.
The Liu Family Courtyard specializes in producing human elites.
Maodou is over seven years old and enrolled in the Imperial College. After entering the academy and being nurtured, he has a certain temperament more and more similar to his father, who is cold, unscrupulous, and has a black belly.
"Edamame, I usually go to my uncle's house when I go to school, and play with a small pot." Qian Wanjin started to make up his mind, touching his chin.
Edamame is good when you are young, and their small pots are played with edamame, and they will definitely become more and more savvy.
Near Zhu Zhe Chi.
"Your little pot now only spits, what can edamame do with him?" Liu Zhixia vomited, "he can't bring a baby."
"Look at what you said, who didn't grow up playing with saliva when he was a child? You have experience with it. Don't underestimate your edamame. He will be able to bring croton and red beans when he is three or four years old. Even croton can be brought with him. Come on, can't bring a small jar?"
"That's why the small pot can walk and jump."
"Isn't it possible to walk and jump in a few months? Someone who is born can walk? That's not a monster!"
In short, edamame cannot escape.
The two big men met in a childish bickering, Fu Yuzheng has become more and more accustomed to this kind of scene now.
A bunch of men in the compound, like children in private, look like a dejected person when they don't pretend.
"I'm going to make you a pot of tea, you sit and talk slowly."
"Yuzheng, I want a special kind of tea. I can't get used to other teas."
Liu Zhixia, "I'm used to you."
"Don't talk to the family, I'll leave with a couple of glasses. It's getting late and I have to go home and take my baby." Qian Wanjin sat down opposite Liu Zhixia, "I don't have much time to stay at home during the New Year. Now that the New Year’s Eve is over, I have to prepare to go to Xiliang again, and I will probably come back next time in the middle of the year."
"You have been busy with Xiliang for nearly two years, right? Intermittently, what's the situation over there?" Speaking of Xiliang, Liu Zhixia's face showed a lot of jokes.
Although Xiliang has been silent since being pitted by the wind and green cypress for a while, the affairs between the kingdoms and the dynasties still cannot be taken lightly.
"Don't worry, I'm always paying attention. There is no movement for the time being. If Ba Nian really wants to make any back movements, Feng Qingbai will definitely be the first to receive the wind, so we don't need to worry about it."
"That's true."
"I will go back to the compound before going to Xiliang, do you want to send you a letter?"
"No, I won't be slower than you to send a letter back."
"Then I will give you some gossip?"
"Is it childish?"
"You are naive!"
I didn't have enough bickering, and I got started.
Seeing the two of you coming and I patted, I sighed like a little adult, just like this, and he couldn't keep up with the fan when he took the Croton Red Bean to fight with him.
Wherever there is Uncle Jin Jin, it is difficult for anyone to resist the collapse of the image.
Going to the desk specially set up for him by the side of the hall, picking up the brush and paper, Edamame started to write a letter.
"Grandpa and grandma, grandpa Qin, grandma Xiao, grandpa, grandma, uncles and uncles... See the words like noodles. Maodou misses you."
"Daddy and Uncle Jinjin are chatting, and the two are fighting again. If you are here, you definitely can't help but draw the back of their heads."
"How are you at home, how is your aunt? Isn't Pea good? I will go back to visit you on vacation. It may not be possible in the near future. Daddy is busy with official duties because the emperor has sneaked away again."
…
Signed, grandson: Chengsi.
The fight over there was over, and Maodou also sealed the envelope of the family letter.
Not surprisingly, it was Uncle Jin Jin who lost, and Maodou wrote this in his letter in advance.
Fortunately, some people are very big-hearted. After two cups of fragrant tea, the depression of losing to the weak scholar immediately disappeared.
It was dark when Qian Wanjin returned to Qian Mansion, and the dinner time was over. Knowing that he had gone to Liu Mansion, he would definitely stay there, so the family didn't wait for him specially.
We greeted my parents in the lobby, Qian Wanjin eagerly returned to the room, went in and threw himself in front of the small cradle, picked up their little pot and patted his butt, "Little pot, I'm your father!"
In front of the dressing table, Shi Xianrou was putting a book on the envelope and was amused by the words, "Every time I come back, the first sentence is'I am your father', worried that his son will not recognize you?"
"Of course I'm worried. I have been running outside most of the year. Next time I come back, our son will definitely be able to walk and run. It is not impossible for him to forget his old man if he hasn't seen him for a long time." The child forgets. How sex is it.
Shi Xian softly curled her lips, "No, my son will do whatever I want."
"I knew it, you were thinking of me since you were a kid, hahaha!" Qian Wanjin smiled extremely proudly, "Stone, you have the most foresight."
When he was still a round ball, he could see the potential of his beautiful man, and only their little stones had the eyes to know the bead.
"My eyes are always good."
Qian Wanjin turned his face to look at the woman.