Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Mrs. Songlin's favorite child is Yuluan, because Yuluan is very similar to her sister, and she has an undisguised preference for Yuluan since she was a child.

Lin Ruozhang came here this time not only to visit Wen Mianmian, but also for Liu Kuoyuan, who was arranged by Hua Jingyun to be beside Xiu Rui. Lin Ruozhang was puzzled, thinking that although Liu Kuoyuan was a little smart and insightful, he was not good enough to assist the emperor.

"You know, Xiu Rui has listened to him since he was a child. He opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut as his cousin. He thinks that his cousin is very capable. In addition, there have been many things recently, and the child has grown up. He no longer has nothing to say to his father. Your cousin made the arrangement after thinking about it. Don't worry, he has no other intentions, just a kind father."

Lin Ruozhang heaved a sigh of relief, and said that Jing Zhe was getting older, and he was no longer the obedient child who wanted to tell his parents everything. "With my own little secrets and my own friends, parents have to step aside."

"That's it. I'm still thinking that I have to learn to let go. When Xiu Rui grows up, he's going to marry a wife. From now on, as an old mother, I'd better stay out of my way and try not to be an annoying old man."

When the two talked about the parenting scriptures, time passed without knowing it. Liu Kuoyuan came in the afternoon, and sighed as soon as he sat down, "Tell me, are you helping your man to oppress me? I really never thought of it."

Wen Mianmian couldn't help laughing, and asked someone to bring her a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup, "It's very hot in winter, let me have a bowl to nourish my lungs."

Liu Kuoyuan took it and found that it was already warm, so he raised his head and drank it in three or two sips, "Come on, I'm eating people with a short mouth."

Wen Mianmian waved back, "I said, your knowledge can also be described as rich and rich. You came here, and now everything is going well. Didn't you think of using what you learned to shine and be famous in history?"

Liu Kuoyuan quickly waved his hand, but he was full of bitterness to pour out, "Don't praise me, you don't know what's going on with me, look at those adults in the court, which one is full of beautiful articles, do you see any articles written by Zhuangyuanlang, those strategies for governing the country, my God, I can't catch up with you even if you give me eight horses."

"I'm able to get to where I am today all because of trickery and earning money. You say, if you and I don't come here, you will be the most ordinary people among all living beings. Let alone governing the country, I can't handle being a senior executive of a company. Don't think that I can assist your son. Let me tell you, I have been living too hard recently."

"Your son has been an emperor since elementary school. He was educated by elites. He is the master of a generation of great Confucianists and the pillars of the country. The questions he asked me are not afraid of your jokes. I can't figure it out. I am a skilled worker and a craftsman. Can I understand those inscrutable conspiracies?"

"You can still engage in house fights, although I don't know how many episodes you can live."

Wen Mianmian looked up at the sky, sighed faintly, and felt that what Liu Kuoyuan said was very reasonable, it was not easy for the two of them to survive until today.

"Hey, try to answer as much as you can. I came to you to say that you have to have a degree. I know that there is a continuation of the martial arts red-clothed cannon. You don't want to participate."

Hot weapons with too much lethality are not suitable to appear here, "Don't cause more evil."

Liu Kuoyuan smiled, and said that Wen Mianmian looked up to him again, "I am half a military enthusiast. Why, you think you can make it if you like it. Don't worry, I just don't want to. You said that the generation of you is so strict, what can I, an ordinary person, get in touch with?"

"I have played with toys a lot."

Wen Mianmian rolled her eyes, "I just tell you, tell you, don't you know, look at you, don't be so serious."

Liu Kuoyuan laughed and said that they are already very good. One has never been a queen, and has not experienced harsh palace battles to complete the ultimate goal; although the other is not high-ranking and powerful now, but relying on nepotism is quite good.

Then he stood up, "Okay, I want to go back, and I should be careful when I get seen by your family."

They turned around at first, but suddenly turned around again, "You're really narrow-minded, don't you know, embarrassing your son in the Ministry of Commerce, I personally think it's venting my personal anger."

Wen Mianmian's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it at all, the big scalper was embarrassing the little scalper in the business department?

Why didn't the little scalper come back to complain?

"Mother, mother~"

The third brother who was wandering around came back. Liu Kuoyuan knelt down and said a few words to him before leaving. Wen Mianmian asked him what was wrong. The third brother said that his second brother would not play with him anymore.

When he said 'a lot', he drew the largest circle with his arm, "Second brother won't grow taller if he does so much work."

Wen Mianmian said that he wanted to ask. When Hua Xiaoer came back in the evening, he was obviously lacking in energy. After eating, he said he was going to sleep. Wen Mianmian accompanied him back to his mouth. After he washed up and lay down, he asked if he had a lot of errands. Hua Xiaoer yawned and said a lot.

"Second brother is so pitiful."

The third child came over with the pillows in his arms and climbed up the bed skillfully, arranged the pillows in the inner corner and put them under the quilt, Hua Xiaoer leaned in, the two brothers were head to head, ready to go back, Wen Mianmian covered them with the quilt and got up, and was not very happy when they returned to the house, "How old is the second child, why do you arrange so many errands for him, he hasn't finished his studies yet, sir still has homework for him, what do you mean?"

"There is no one in the business department. You have to toss your older son hard. Is it too much experience? If you want to do this again, I won't let Xiao Er go from tomorrow. The emphasis is on studies."

Hua Jingyun never expected that he would be scolded because of this, he didn't dare to quibble, he used his toes to think that he must have been tested badly, Xiaoer really used to practice in the business department before, no work was arranged for him, that kid had a lot of time, and he was used to fighting for favors, and he was very busy recently, so he arranged some work for him, firstly to make it more difficult to practice, and secondly to make him have no time to play tricks in front of her mother, just once, only once, and he was arrested?

Wen Mianmian squinted at him, feeling that her big ox was beginning to look more and more like his old father in temperament as she got older, she really did, and hummed twice, "No next time, don't stop my son from fulfilling his filial piety in front of me, and don't destroy our mother-child relationship, or else."

"Humph!"

Hua Jingyun's heart is broken. Ever since he had a son, and since he has more and more sons, he has been ignored less and less. He is so angry that he also wants to run away from home!
Of course, it is impossible to leave. His emperor's son would see him every day, discussing Dongshu's great plans to make a fortune, and he would never give up until he achieved his goal. He wished to drain all his old father's abilities.

The second son didn't give in too much, he was rough-skinned and thick-skinned. Today he was squeezed by a bunch of errands, and he was alive and kicking after a nap. He wished he could learn all the old father's skills. The old father was extremely depressed, thinking that father and son should also keep a certain distance, and really don't need to meet so frequently.

To put it in a fashionable way, he has now reached the period of professional burnout, he is tired of being an old father, his tortured appearance has declined, and his wife is no longer obsessed with him.

His son doesn't smell good at all, but no matter how bad it is, it can't stop his son from coming to see him every day, and it can't stop the snow that falls one after another in winter. When he feels that his son is too much, Dongshu ushered in the spring thunder again, and everything recovers. His obsessive son is going to marry a wife.