Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

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The happy event of the Liu Family Courtyard did not affect the sowing of rice fields after sowing in spring.

After Croton's personal affairs, everything in the compound was still in order.

The only difference is that Grandpa Liu and his wife, there are more people in front of them calling their grandparents.

Liu Zhixia and Fu Yuzheng's family of three came back for the wedding banquet this time, but did not return to Beijing immediately afterwards. They took a few more days off to stay with their family at home.

And when he was young, he would like to go to the official earlier and take his wife and children to return to the countryside to live an ordinary day. Yu Liuzhixia said that as he gets older, he becomes more like an unreachable dream.

The emperor's goods have grown older, and his mind is more meticulous and cunning than when he was young, and he will not let people die.

For a time, Liu Zhixia had no way to take him, and things were so exhausting.

Every day he was buried in a mountain of official business and gritted his teeth.

The emperor also knew what he was hated, so he didn’t dare to make it too tight. This time Liu Zhixia asked for a month’s vacation.

Spring is good at the end of March, and a group of middle-aged and young people have gathered together neatly, playing chess and chatting in the sun in the courtyard of Liu Yusheng and Qingbai.

At this time the sun is not strong, and the warmth hits the body, which makes people easily spring up. Fortunately, there is wind in the sun. When the wind blows, the cold and unpleasant touch will take the fatigue away. Too.

On the stone table under the lush bamboo bushes, a chess board was placed, and a pot of fragrant tea, Feng Qingbai and Liu Zhixia sat at both ends, playing leisurely.

Feng Mohan was interested in watching the battle.

On the other hand, Xue Qinglian, Qian Wanjin, and Liu Zhiqiu, who had nothing to do with Wen Ya, put together another pile. From refining poison to earning money, and from earning money to building grain stations, they all expressed their own qualities.

The females headed by Liu Yusheng, Fu Yuzheng, Liu Muqiu, Shi Xianrou, Qian Yi, five women gathered together, surrounded by a fruit plate filled with green oranges, eating and screaming, and screaming While eating, soft laughter covered a small space in this courtyard.

Floating for half a day.

At this moment, even time seems to go very slowly.

Mrs. Liu had wanted to see what these post-generations were all squeezed into the inner courtyard. Before approaching the inner courtyard arch, she heard laughter fluttering inside.

Back to the side of the hall, he laughed with the old man who was sitting there drinking big jars of tea. "Those little ones, gather together, don't bother them."

"Some young people, they are all in their forties, and if the children get married early, they will all be grandpas and grandpas." The old man hummed, smiling, and the folds flicked away. Put it on the table next to it and get up, "Okay, they rarely get together like this, let them play for themselves. It's still early, I went to the field to look at the water, and listened to the second son, the seedlings in the field grew very well ."

Seeing that the old man carried the hoe in the yard and walked out, the old lady patted the dust on the clothesline with the cloth towel and flattened the clothes, "Go, I will go with you. Otherwise, when you come back It must be counted by the boss and the second son, and the two children will not let you go to the field again."

Liu Dalijiu is now the age of the sixtieth.

But no matter how old you are, your father and mother will always be children.

From their toddlers and babbles, to having children, to growing up to be grandparents, to this day.

Parents and children always have a lot of care, and they always feel that they have to watch them before they grow up.