1235th: Prepare for War, Recuperate (14)

"Mr. Yang is here?"

Huijun has always been very concerned about the affairs around Jiang Pengji, why wouldn't she know about the talents that the other party valued?

Immediately let the maid lead Yang Si into the main hall and treat him as a VIP.

Fu Wang looked at the wild wolf, and felt sore in his heart.

Holding a cub in one hand, he walked to the main hall with burly steps, acting like a wolf declaring his territory.

Yang Si: "..."

He just celebrated a new year, who did he offend!

Give him dog food one by one?

Fu Wang, such a rough man, can squat in the house of the beauty Yujie majestically, can God keep his eyes open?

There was a roar in his heart, but Yang Si was extremely calm on the surface.

He said, "I never thought that this place is Lady Hui's house, so please forgive me for the abrupt visit."

Yang Si knew Hui Jun, after all, the latter was an unforgettable stunning woman, but they didn't have much contact with each other.

After hitting Huangshui, Huijun hid her identity as Queen of Zhongzhao and changed her appearance to become Jiang Pengji's maid from her hometown, and was later released to open a house of her own. Yang Si faintly heard that this little lady had had many contacts with the Mo family Zhang Ping and Shao Guang in the carpentry workshop. It seemed that she wanted to combine the pedal spinning wheel with the water wheel, and let water conservancy replace the manual spinning wheel. information.

Even though he didn't know the specific content, just listening to it, Yang Si also felt that the woman in front of him was not simple.

Huijun smiled and said, "Where is Mr. Yang, it is really a blessing for my concubine to visit my humble house."

With the Fu Wang of the two cubs on his side, he coughed heavily.

Huijun rolled his eyes at him angrily, it was clearly an unpleasant gesture, but she made it with infinite amorous feelings.

"Outside there are maids sweeping snow on the roof, I will go and watch first, the two of you can talk slowly."

Yang Si looked at Gu Huijun's back as she left, and then at Fu Wang, who was holding her cub and frowning tightly with her bushy eyebrows, and secretly had a toothache.

If he really can't see the clues, he, Yang Si, has spent so many years in the wind and moon field for nothing.

"These two children—could they belong to Mrs. Hui and General Fu?"

Fu Wang nodded and admitted without hesitation.

With these two twins in his arms, he liked them more and more.

Especially the daughter, whose handsome appearance was carved out of the same mold as her mother, not only he likes it, but also the old man Xie Qian next door to his house. It's strange to say that old man Xie Qian's granddaughter Li Nuan looks a bit like his own daughter, if not for their different sizes, they look more like twins. Fu Wang inquired, and only then did he realize that Huijun and Li Nuan's grandmother were very similar 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 on New Year's Day.

Yang Si rolled his eyes and said hesitantly, "But as far as Si knows, that Lady Hui seems to have become independent?"

Once the family is established, the family becomes the head of the family, and the children follow her surname.

Fu Wang is a little embarrassed here.

Fu Wang said, "It doesn't matter what the surname is, I didn't believe in Fu either."

He was originally a boy abandoned by a farmer in the frontier. 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 named him and changed his surname, so Fu Wang got his own name.

How could he know who the original ancestor was and what his surname was.

To him, it really didn't matter what the child's last name was, as long as it was his cub.

Even if he was allowed to follow Huijun's household registration, he didn't have much opinion, because he didn't have the concept of household registration or ancestral inheritance here.

Yang Si: "..."

This made sense, but he was speechless.

"General Fu loves Mrs. Chonghui so much, it's really enviable—"

Fu Wang said casually, "What is Mr. Yang envious of? As long as Mr. Yang is willing to nod, how many daughters of good families are willing to follow?"

Isn't Yang Si the old man who was left behind, he is clearly a DINK family who has no intention of starting a family, okay?

When Fu Wang said this, Yang Si's expression showed a trace of unnaturalness.

"Mr. Yang... Could it be that there is an unspeakable secret?" Fu Wang asked cautiously,

It seems that he is afraid of touching Yang Si's "sad place". Men are unwilling to marry and marry a wife. Most of them have "symptoms of yang decline".

Before Yang Si could answer, Fu Wang said again, "I do know that there are several strong folk remedies, sir, do you want to try it?"

Yang Si: "..."

Seeing that Fu Zhengtu looks like a man and is a tall man, what kind of "strong folk prescription" is needed?

He didn't speak, but Fu Wang could understand it with his heart.

For men, there is no need to talk about certain topics, and barrier-free communication can be achieved only with eyes and facial expressions.

Fu Wang said, "Of course it's not me. I'm fine. There were a few generals who were having sex with each other earlier. I listened to it by the way."

Yang Si's expression became even weirder, almost turning purple.

Sorry, he's in good health and doesn't need "strong folk remedies" to add to the fun—

Yang Si's reluctance to get married and have children is not only due to the reason that his mother is a prostitute, but also the influence of his childhood experience.

From the heart, Zhao Niang and Di Niang were not killed by him, but he was forced to hide in the cellar and listened to their humiliation and death. He vaguely remembers that he liked Di Niang quite a lot at that time, and even the first return to Mengxie was because he dreamed of her.

Smart and quick-witted, virtuous and gentle, Yang Si even thought about waiting for the other party to marry him when he was married.

However, the youthful heartbeat is only once, for a moment.

Now that he is in his thirties, many things are on his mind, whether it is his motherhood or his childhood experience, it has become a part of the past.

only--

He also lost his youthful impulsiveness, and it's fine to be single.

When he gets old, he will go to the Yuyingtang to pick a child who is pleasing to the eye to be his heir. After death, it is enough to have a dutiful son who throws the basin.

Seeing Yang Si's uneasy expression, Fu Wang said embarrassingly, "It seems that I misunderstood—"

Yang Sidao, "Your prescription—"

When Fu Wang heard this, he pricked up his ears, together with the two cubs in his arms, the father and son looked at Yang Si together.

"I don't need Si, but that fellow Feng Zishi may be useful."

The medicine for tigers and wolves, the medicine will not kill that cheap,,/person!

When he went out, he was fed two waves of dog food, which made Yang Si full of depression.

"Go to the government affairs hall!"

Addicted to work, it is said to eat dog food.

The carriage turned two lanes, Yang Si was in a daze, the curtain seemed to be hit by something, and cold snow was thrown into the carriage.

Yang Si was caught in the face, and suddenly became angry, and quickly stopped the coachman, and opened the curtain to argue with that man.

Which kid 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, and with a snow broom in hand, she stepped firmly on the edge of the wall.

She swept down the snow just now.

She said without confidence, "I'm sorry, the general thought that no one—"

Yang Si looked up at Jiang Nongqin, who was against the light, and rolled his throat a few times.

He teased in a strange way, "If you are sincere, can Captain Jiang help Si sweep the snow off the roof?"

Facing this difficulty, Jiang Nongqin said with an unchanged expression, "Of course."

A man can bend and stretch, it's just a matter of sweeping snow, it's a trivial matter.

She was the one who disturbed Yang Si's car carelessly, so it is not too much to pay for it by sweeping the snow.

Yang Si: "..."

I always feel that something is wrong.

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