Fields of Gold

“How dare you think of my daughter? You stinking shameless...” The house town immediately stood up, looking left and right, from the desk to pick up the tower ruler supporting the face, it is going to hit Zhu Junyang.

Zhu Junyang hurried out: “Uncle, slow down! This town ruler is a gift carefully chosen for you by Grass, not to mention the value. Did you break it in your heart? ”

When he saw the motion of the house townsman stagnate, he continued: "Uncle, you misunderstood the boy! Think about it. I almost grew up watching Grass Girl. Can I do anything worse to her than animals? Besides, besides a few girls in Wutong, General Manager Su is also watching. You don't know, General Su's treatment of grass girls is like that of his own daughter. He is nothing less than that, and he is still baishun. I was watching and I thought he was going to rob your daughter! ”

This son of a bitch also spelled it out, in order to gain the trust of his father-in-law, even "the beast is better than” crowned on his head. As long as you can hold a beautiful girl back, the beast will be the beast!!

The attention of Housing Town was successfully diverted to General Manager Su Da. Chief Su wants to rob his daughter? Then what? My daughter's father, he has nothing to say. Tell me, you're a eunuch. What's the fuss? If you can't have your own daughter, you can rob someone else?

Besides, the guy was all dressed in white all season, his cleanliness didn't work, and the means of punishing people can scare crying children, pervert to the extreme. Doesn't look like a good father's type. Don't give his daughter away! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! However, as the head of the guard, Su Da is too tall to imagine, can he prevent it?

“Uncle, I'm looking for grass. I really need to see if you can accommodate me. If you're not comfortable, you can stare. Let's see if the boy can get past the moment!” Zhu Junyang withdrew, hoping to achieve the purpose of meeting the little girl. Why is it so hard to meet your daughter-in-law?

The house town stared at Zhu Junyang's eyes for a long time, then he left his mouth open, waved his hand, and said in Kai-eun's mouth: “Forget it, I don't believe you, can you still not trust my daughter? Go? Just give you one hour, short story, don't stay for dinner!! ”

Zhu Junyang smoked at the corner of his mouth and invisibly. He was going to have lunch with the little girl. Looks like... he's going to have to start with the lady!

“Master, are we going to Miss Yu's yard? Don't know if Wutong is in the house or going back to the rest of the house?” The sentence after Hou Xiaoliang was almost self-explanatory.

“What, you like that girl?” Zhu Junyang glanced at his department's next glance. Since Dong Dalian was transferred to Xishan Battalion for command, Hou Xiaoliang followed him. Perhaps because of his younger age, this guy is not as strong and steady as Dong, he has a generous personality, but he is very brilliant in his work, and he is quite handy to use.

Hou Xiaoliang hey hey smile, generously admitted: “Yeah! Wutong looks sophisticated, loyal and reliable, and the mind is smart. The last time she knitted my scarf gloves, I didn't even want to wear them! She's got a soft temperament. She's good! ”

“Think about it, Wutong is going to stay in the nursery to be the steward's wife. What about you? If you look at your brother Dong, you'll find out. You'll have no problem mixing five or six warlords in the future. When you get laughed at, you marry a girl. You can't raise your head in front of your colleagues. Don't blame Grandpa for not reminding you!” Zhu Junyang said something about this kid.

Which Hou Xiaoliang did not appreciate: “Master, this man has no ambition. Being able to follow Grandpa and be a runner is already a subordinate's favor! If you can't get into the barracks, you can't be an official. I really didn't think about it. Your men have thought about it, so you can stay close for the rest of your life, no less comfortable than in the barracks? ”

“Look at you! For the sake of my daughter-in-law, I gave up my duties? Must be a wife slave, my daughter-in-law will kill me!!” Zhu Junyang scolded.

Hou Xiaoliang was bold and the thief laughed: "There must be a Lord of his servants. Subordinates, this is just one or two of your points, you must continue to watch and learn to hold the beauty home soon! ”

“Son of a bitch, who borrowed your guts, dare to make fun of Grandpa! Looking for a fight, huh?” Zhu Junyang turned around and kicked lightly on Hou Xiaoliang's ass. Forgive me, Hou Xiaoliang was prepared long ago, but still did not escape the master's shadowy feet.

“Say hello to the King of Yangshen!” Wutong's voice came out of the plum blossom. Hou Xiaoliang's small but godly eyes lit up violently. As soon as I looked up, I saw the fibrous shadow in the snow plum bush, the flaming red and bright plum blossom, reflecting the white and elegant look, Hou Xiaoliang actually looked insane.

Zhu Junyang cursed softly: “Shame on you! ”

Then he looked at Wutong in a silver mouse skin cloak and said, "Is your lady awake? How was your night off? ”

Wutong respectfully said: “Huiyang County Wang, our lady has been up for a long time, at this time we are discussing going out tomorrow with Mrs. Fang. The lady slept well last night and is doing well today. ”

“Sister Wutong, you are...” Hou Xiaoliang licked his face and gathered. He had nothing to ask.

Wutong glanced lightly at him and said softly: “The red plum in the courtyard blossomed just right. The slave was going to pick some plum blossoms for the lady to insert into the plum bottle and decorate the room. ”

“Which one did the Wutong sisters see? If you can help, just ask.” Hou Xiaoliang glanced over, stood beside her, and followed her gaze toward the plum tree.

Wutong walked beside him for two steps and shook his head at him in an alienation: “No more trouble for the guards, the plum trees are really not very tall, the slaves are still competent. Your master has left. Why don't you follow him? ”

“The master has a business meeting with your girl, so I don't have to be around. Sister Wutong, please don't hesitate. If you need anything, just say it!” Hou Xiaoliang affectionately pasted it, frightening Tongliang backwards.

However, Wutong handed him the pottery jar in his hand and said, "Why don't you help me collect the snow on the plum flap? Remember, just a little snow on the plum..."

Hou Xiaoliang saw that he finally got a chance to be alone with Wutong. He took over the jar with his butt upside down. There was nothing to talk about: “Sister Wutong, is it used to make tea to collect the snow in the cores of the plum? I wonder if I have the honor of tasting your own tea? ”

“Are you... working hard? If you do well, you won't forget your share when the snowflakes make the tea next summer. The plum flowers over there are blooming nicely, I'll go see...” Wutong was panicked by Hou Xiaoliang's pie, just trying to avoid this unusual guy today.

Hou Xiaoliang missed out on a great opportunity and hurried to follow him with a jar: “Let's go! I'm pretty good at climbing trees, maybe I can help... Alas!” Sister Wutong, take your time and don't slip and fall...

Instead, Zhu Junyang said that Zhu Shumenshu had stepped into the garden of weeds, and even the lowest maids did not fail to recognize him. The little maid at the gate ran all the way to tell the masters, but only a minute before the long-legged King of Yangxian arrived at the main house.

Haunted by his son, the housewife came in early in the morning, at this time laughing and watching his children play on the warm kang. In fact, she is a human like daughter, unilaterally teasing her son, and her son is foolishly letting his sister do whatever she wants over his head. The firecracker with the red rope and the blush on his cheeks like a monkey's butt are unbearable. But the little guy was still happy, smiling happily.

As soon as the little maid reported that the King of Yangshen had arrived, Lady Fang looked at her daughter with a smile. “I haven't seen her all night, so I ran over! Isn't the Yangshen King going to tie you to his belt? ”

“Motherfucker! Have you ever been so funny to your own daughter?” Yu Xiaocao's little face fluttered with a little shyness in his big eyes.

Without a few words, the two mothers heard Yingchun outside asking the King of Yangshen for an peace, and the housewife looked at her daughter with interest. Speaking of King Yangshen, the housewife has been very satisfied with his performance over the years.

If by the standards of the Jingzhong everyone's girlfriend show, Little Grass is not considered Wen Yuanxiu regardless of behavior or speech. Although it can attract the attention of some young people, it is not a good daughter-in-law in the mother's heart.

Sometimes she wanted to be ruthless, invited courtesy to train her daughter, and feared that her unique personality would be annihilated, becoming some of the thousands of uniform masked girlfriend shows in Beijing. But if you don't learn this, and you're afraid of your daughter's marriage, it's going to be tough.

Fortunately, with the Yangshen King present, he has always taken care of his daughter, tolerated everything she loved, even those proud little tempers, bold speech, vivid expression... and even more expensive, the Yangshen King's mother-in-law seems very satisfied with the little girl.

Princess Jing was not a regular woman when she was young, and King Jing spoiled her as a little princess, so she had a great deal of forgiveness for some seemingly remarkable talk behavior of the little girl. Little grass cooks her body well, often helps her to conserve flowers and grass, so that Princess Yasushi can have a good face in the circle of flowers and grass in Beijing.

Last time, Jingwang Palace helped her make a full face. Not only did the whole family come to celebrate, but she also sent many precious and rare gifts to the little girl in her own home in the future. The two families have made love. In the eyes of many powerful people in Beijing, it is already a matter of iron plate nails.

The most reassuring thing for the Lady of the house is that Zhu Junyang cherishes the little girl. Yangxian Wang is about to reach 23, but he has always been clean and self-sufficient, and has never been involved with a girlfriend show. For the little grass unexpected girl, he never faked the color, even if there was a woman who loved him, the humid belt frightened to him, and his cold eyes froze out the little flame he loved.