"Mr. Yang is here?"
Huijun has always been very concerned about the affairs around Jiang Pengji, how could she not understand the talents that the other party reuses
Immediately let the servant girl introduce Yang Si into the main hall and treat him as a VIP.
Fu Wang looked at the wild wolf, and his heart felt sour.
With a cub in one hand, he walked to the main hall with burly steps, acting like an alpha wolf who declared his territory.
Yang Si: "…"
He just passed the year, who is to blame!
Feed him dog food one by one
Fu Wang, such a rude and rude, can squat in the house of the beautiful and royal sister, and God can't keep his eyes open
With a roar in his heart, Yang Si was very calm on the surface.
He said, "I never thought that this place was actually Madam Hui's house, so I rashly visited. Please forgive me for the abruptness."
Yang Si knew Huijun, after all, the latter was a stunning woman who was unforgettable at first glance, but they didn't have much contact with each other.
After fighting Huangshui, Huijun concealed her identity as the Empress of Zhongzhao, and changed her face to become Jiang Pengji's maid from the same town. Yang Si faintly heard that this little lady has been in contact with Zhang Ping and Shao Guang of the Mo family in the woodworking workshop. It seems that she wants to combine the pedal spinning wheel with the water wheel, and let the water conservancy replace the human spinning wheel. information.
Although he didn't know the specific content, but just listened to it, Yang Si also felt that the woman in front of him was not simple.
Huijun smiled and said, "If Mr. Yang is here, it is a blessing for the concubine to come to the poor house."
Fu Wang, with two cubs on his side, coughed twice.
Huijun rolled his eyes at him angrily, it was clearly an unpleasant action, but she made it with infinite amorous feelings.
"There is still a maid outside on the roof to sweep the snow, and the concubine will stare first, and the two will talk slowly."
Yang Si looked at the back of Huijun's departure, and then looked at Fu Wang, who was carrying the cub and frowned, secretly having a toothache.
If he really can't see the clue, he Yang Si has been in vain for so many years.
"These two children—could they be Lady Hui and General Fu?"
Fu Wang nodded and acknowledged it without hesitation.
With these two twins in his arms, the more he looks at them, the more he likes them.
Especially the girl, her handsome appearance was carved in the same mold as her mother, not only he liked it, but also the old man Xie Qian next door to his house. It's weird to say that old man Xie Qian's granddaughter Li Nuan and his daughter are a bit similar. If they weren't the same, they would look more like twins. Fu Wang asked, and only then did he know that Huijun and Li Nuan's grandmother looked alike when they were young—
What a fate!
Because of the children, the families of the two generals also had more contacts, giving each other gifts or something during the New Year's Eve.
Yang Si rolled his eyes and said hesitantly, "As far as I know, that lady Hui seems to be independent?"
After setting up a portal, people are family members, and the children follow her surname.
Fu Wang is a little embarrassed here.
Fu Wang said, "It doesn't matter what your surname is, I didn't believe in Fu at all."
He was originally a boy abandoned by a farmer in the borderlands. He was raised by a she-wolf since he was a child, and then he met his lifelong benefactor and adoptive father, Fu Yang.
Fu Yang gave him a name and changed his surname, and only then did Fu Wang have his own name.
How did he know who the original ancestors were
For him, it really doesn't matter what the child's surname is, it's just his cub anyway.
Even if he is allowed to follow Huijun's household registration, he does not have much opinion, because he does not have the concept of household registration or ancestral inheritance here.
Yang Si: "…"
This makes sense, but he was speechless.
"General Fu loves Madam Chonghui so much, it's really enviable—"
Fu Wang said casually, "What does Mr. Yang envy, how many daughters of good families are willing to follow as long as he is willing to nod?"
Yang Si is not the old man left behind, he is clearly the DINK family who has no intention of starting a family.
After Fu Wang said this, Yang Si's expression showed a trace of unnaturalness.
"Mr. Yang... Could it be that there is something unspeakable?" Fu Wang asked cautiously, as if he was afraid of touching Yang Si's "sad". Men are unwilling to get married and do not want to marry a wife. Most of them have "the disease of Yang decline". Lang Zhong take a look? It's not good to taboo the disease and avoid the doctor."
Without waiting for Yang Si to answer, Fu Wang said again, "I know of a few potent remedies, sir, would you like to try it?"
Yang Si: "…"
Looking at Fu Zhengtu, who looks like a person and is tall and big, what kind of "powerful remedies" is needed
He didn't say a word, but Fu Wang could understand it.
For men, some topics need not be said with their mouths, and communication with eyes and expressions can also achieve barrier-free communication.
Fu Wang said, "Of course it's not me. I'm fine. There were a few people who had an affair before, so I listened to it by the way."
Yang Si's expression was even more bizarre, almost purplish purple.
I'm sorry, he's in good health and doesn't need "strong remedies" to add to the fun—
Yang Si was unwilling to get married and have children, not only because of the reason why his mother was a prostitute, but also because of the influence of his childhood experience.
From the bottom of his heart, Zhao Niang and Di Niang were not killed by him, but he was forced to hide in the cellar and listen to them being humiliated to death. I remember in a trance that he liked Di Niang at that time, and even the first time he returned to Meng Xie was because he dreamed of her.
Smart and clever, virtuous and gentle, Yang Si even thought about waiting for the other party and his wife to ask for marriage.
However, the heartbeat of a young man only happens once, for a moment.
Now that he is in his thirties, many things have come to his mind. Whether it is motherhood or his youthful experience, it has become a piece of the past.
only-
He no longer has the urge to be young, and it's fine to be single.
When he is old, he will go to the nursery hall to choose a child who is pleasing to the eye and become the heir.
Seeing Yang Si's uneasy expression, Fu Wang said embarrassingly, "It seems that I misunderstood—"
Yang Sidao, "Your recipe—"
When Fu Wang heard it, his ears pricked up, the two cubs in his arms, together with him, the father and son all looked at Yang Si.
"Since I don't need it, but Feng Zishi might be able to use it."
The medicine of tiger and wolf, medicine will not kill that bitch!
When he went out, he was fed two waves of dog food, which made Yang Si full of anger.
"Go to the government office!"
Addicted to work, according to eating dog food.
The carriage turned two lanes, Yang Si was in a trance, the curtain seemed to be hit by something, and the cold snow was thrown into the carriage.
Yang Si was splashed right, and his anger suddenly surged. He hurriedly stopped the driver and opened the curtain to fight the man.
Which skin boy hit his car with a snowball fight
After looking at it, he realized that there was no one in the alley. He looked at the position of the car curtain, and then followed the direction where the snow was thrown.
Jiang Nongqin was dressed neatly, with a snow-sweeping broom in his hand, and stepped on the edge of the wall steadily.
She swept the snow blocks just now.
She was not confident enough, "I'm sorry, I thought there was no one—"
Yang Si looked up at Jiang Nongqin, who was facing the light, and rolled his throat a few times.
He teased in a ghostly manner, "If you are sincere, can Captain Jiang help Siswee the snow on the roof?"
Facing this difficulty, Jiang Nongqin's expression remained unchanged, "Of course it is possible."
A man can bend and stretch, it's just a small matter.
Originally, she was the one who disturbed Yang Si's car carelessly, and it was not an exaggeration to compensate for the snow removal.
Yang Si: "…"
Always feel that something is not right.