After giving up Baiyueguang: I found that my husband had turned black

Lian Ruqi is a short-term protector, and he might make a fuss so that even his father can't get down.

Seeing Zhou's excitement, Lian Ruxin immediately changed the topic, "But you wait and see if the time is right, and suppress the matter. Family, don't make a mess."

Zhou's eyes, which were still bright, dimmed a little, "How can I suppress things? Who can I suppress?"

Lian Ruxin sat in front of Mrs. Zhou and hugged him, "Sister-in-law is like a mother, who do you think you are?"

Zhou's face softened a little, and she hurriedly pushed Lian Ruxin, "The child is here, pay attention."

Lian Ruxin smiled and said yes, and then continued, "Mother has no kindness to me, but she has kindness to me. Help her if you can."

It must be a lie between the brothers to say that there will be no jealousy at all, but it was only just now that he realized that the family affairs can actually be understood as scheduled.

When he was young, Lian Ruxin was somewhat hostile to Lian's mother because his mother left early, and he was also wary of his second brother.On weekdays, Lian's father checks his homework, and Lian Ruxin recites it.

At that time, Lian Ruxin felt that Lian Ruxin was not as good as himself, and later he grew up and looked down on it, and the relationship between the two brothers was better.

Looking at it now, even if he can say this and that as expected, his heart is like a mirror. It's not that he can't compete with him for favor, but he has always given way to himself.

Lian's mother is generally a good person, and she does her best no matter her studies or marriage.For concubine, also more tolerant.

Thinking about it carefully, Lian's mother contributed the most to the peace of this family.

Now that the younger siblings came in, after all, it was the third sister who provoked them first. He couldn't say that he asked the younger siblings to be like Lian Mu and always tolerate others unconditionally.

He doesn't have the ability to uphold justice, so it's just a matter of pressure. If Lian's father doesn't speak well, they will talk more for Lian's mother.

Mrs. Zhou was silent for a long time, but finally nodded after a while, "All right, dealing with Mrs. An is indeed better than Third Sister."

When Lian returned to his yard as scheduled, An Hongshao was still sitting in the study. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the abacus inside.

Lian pushed the door open as scheduled and entered, but An Hongshao's hand stopped, "Did you send the things over? What did sister-in-law say?" An Hongshao got up, just as Lian took off the cloak as scheduled, An Hongshao took it over and left it to hang aside.

"Naturally, thank you." He spoke without blinking his eyes as expected.

"Just don't say anything else, I'm afraid my sister-in-law will think I'm petty." An Hongshao said what was in her heart without paying attention.

After finishing speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and looked up at Lian Rushou.

Lian Ruru pretended he hadn't heard it, and looked down at the brochure on the table.

Seeing that Lian had something to do as scheduled, An Hongshao returned to his seat.

Hearing the sound of An Hongshao's abacus next to him sound again, he secretly looked at An Hongshao through the bead curtain as expected.

In front of him was the booklet on the Art of War that he picked up casually, and he didn't even pick it up as scheduled. He took a brush and drew a small portrait of An Hongshao on it according to what he saw.

Because the booklet is not big, except for the head, it can only be drawn up to An Hongshao's shoulders.

Lian Ruqi shook his head lightly, after all, the place is too small, if there is a big picture scroll, it can draw An Hongshao's concentration when planning.

However, if you take the big picture scroll, it might disturb An Hongshao.

Such a beautiful woman, fortunately.

White hair is not something that can be replaced by snow, meeting is already a lottery, even if it is not you for the rest of my life, this life is enough.

Pick up a pen and write down the thorn in your heart.

The eyebrows are slightly locked, who is it, and how fortunate to walk with her?
Lian Ruqi held the pen tightly, looking at the verses on it, his eyes hurt.

When Lian Rushou came to his senses, he originally wanted to tear it up, but An Hongshao was next to him, so Lian Rushou couldn't bear it.Just at this time, Lu You came to report the matter, and even as scheduled, he took a pen and scratched two lines on the poem, and then closed the booklet.

After Lian came back from his busy schedule, it was time for dinner.Hearing the report from the subordinates, saying that Ye Lian had returned as scheduled, he thought he would enter the house, but unexpectedly he went to the study.

Hearing the subordinates say that Lian went to the study by himself as scheduled, An Hongshao thought for a moment, then asked the subordinates to bring the dinner to the study.

It's cold outside, lest I come back as scheduled and eat the cold wind for a while, and I'm afraid my stomach will feel uncomfortable if I eat directly.

The charcoal fire in the study was warm, and the subordinates boiled mutton soup, which burned their mouths.

An Hongshao stood next to the bead curtain, "But there's something urgent, can you be busy after eating?"

Lian raised his head as expected, looking at An Hongshao a little dazed.Under the candlelight, her face was extraordinarily gentle, and she whispered softly to herself for dinner.

At dusk when I am free, I smile and ask how warm the porridge is.

Even at this moment as scheduled, I know that this beauty is hidden in life, in the ordinary.

"That's good." Lian Rushou put down the pen in his hand, opened the bead curtain and walked to An Hongshao after cleaning his hands.

I should have kept my mouth shut, but when I drank a bowl of mutton soup, I even looked at An Hongshao as expected, "Why do I feel that the smell of mutton is stronger today?"

An Hongshao picked up her own bowl and smelled it. It did smell like mutton, but isn't it always like this? "I'll ask Holly to ask."

Lian Ruqi shook his head, "No need, pour me half a bowl of vinegar to relieve the smell. Maybe it's because I haven't slept well in the past two days, and the taste has become weak."

After hearing Lian Rushou's words, An Hongshao smelled it again, and it was true that she still couldn't smell anything unusual.

But because he even said that as scheduled, An Hongshao didn't know if he was thinking too much, the smell became stronger and stronger, so An Hongshao simply pushed the soup aside and stopped drinking it.

Even when he didn't speak as expected, the room was still very quiet.

An Hongshao carefully chewed a couple of mouthfuls, not making the sound of her chewing seem abrupt.I don't want to talk again as scheduled, "Is this dish salty?"

Pointing at the dishes next to him, he looked disgusted.

An Hongshao took a sip and felt that it was the same as usual, probably Lian Ruqi was really tired, so An Hongshao asked Dongqing to bring the dishes from the list to Lian Ruqi.

It is normal for leeks to get angry, even eating less as scheduled.

After dinner, the people below packed up and left, and even pulled up a chair and sat in front of An Hongshao as scheduled, "During the Chinese New Year, the fireworks are all bought by the public. I think we will buy some in the yard ourselves. In case Jing Han comes to look for you, we will also coax the children."

During the Chinese New Year, children love to run around, especially Jing Han who got good things from An Hongshao.

Children, they don't have the same thoughts as adults, and they like to go to the yard where it is fun.

Hearing what Lian Ruji said was reasonable, An Hongshao nodded, took out the account book, and added the item of fireworks to the list above.

An Hongshao was writing, not idle even as scheduled, picked up the inkstone that was originally in front of An Hongshao and looked at it.

It seems to be looking at his material, and after reading it, he puts the inkstone on the leftmost place.

But the hand didn't stop, it was placed on the pen rest.