"Just remember it and continue eating."
"Husband, besides these, do you have anything else to explain?"
Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and after sorting out his mood, he silently shook his head at Qi Yun.
"No, that's all you need to explain."
"Hey, I know it."
Liu Mingzhi drank the rest of the porridge water in three gulps, then picked up the pot and poured a cup of warm tea.
"Shu'er."
Wenren Yunshu immediately looked towards Liu Mingzhi: "Hey, I'm here."
Liu Mingzhi picked up the tea and tasted it briefly. He looked at the beautiful lady with a guilty expression and said softly: "Shu'er, the distance between the capital and Chengzhou in Shu is high and the road is far.
Therefore, my husband cannot take you and the children back to Shu to visit relatives this year.
Ordinarily, you, your father-in-law, and your mother-in-law have finally recovered as before. This year, my husband should take you to Shu to visit them.
It's a pity that my husband really can't get away.
Shu'er, don't be unhappy."
Seeing the guilt on her husband's face, Wenren Yunshu quickly shook his head a few times.
"Husband, don't worry, I will definitely not be unhappy.
Husband, I understand how difficult it is for you, I understand."
Liu Mingzhi nodded with relief after hearing the beauty's reasonable words.
"That's good, that's good. If you do this, your husband will feel relieved.
However, although we cannot rush to Shu, we still have the intention to do so.
Shu'er, in your spare time, don't forget to write a letter home to your father-in-law and mother-in-law to report that you are safe."
"Husband, even if you don't say it, I will never forget it."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and nodded, then placed the teacup on the table.
"Yan'er, Xiaoxi."
"Hey, my sisters are here."
"Yan'er, you don't need to talk too much about your mother's affairs for your husband, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know."
"Xiaoxi, my aunt has returned to Beijing now. She doesn't need to explain her affairs to me anymore."
Yun Xiaoxi nodded her head a few times with a smile: "Husband, I know what to do."
Liu Mingzhi took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, got up and walked out of the hall door.
"Rong Rong, follow my husband to the garden for a walk."
Gumo Rongrong quickly stood up and ran towards Young Master Liu to catch up.
"Hey, I'm coming right now."
Gumo Rongrong trotted to catch up with Liu Mingzhi and asked curiously: "Husband, what's wrong? Why do you suddenly want me to go to the garden with you?"
"It's nothing, I just want you to accompany my husband to the garden to relax.
What, you don’t want to go?”
Gumo Rongrong shook her head like a rattle, and immediately said softly: "No, no, how could I not want to go? It's too late for me to be happy!"
After a while, Young Master Liu, Gumo Rongrong and his wife appeared in the garden.
Liu Mingzhi gently took a puff of dry cigarette and looked at the beauty walking side by side with emotion.
"Rong Rong."
"Hey, husband?"
"Rongrong, I have a question for you."
"Well, what's the question? Husband, feel free to ask."
"Rongrong, before I ask my husband this question, you must first promise me that you will answer my husband's question honestly."
Seeing her husband acting so solemnly, Gumo Rongrong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"ah?"
"Huh? What, you can't promise?"
Gumo Rongrong immediately shook her head and replied without hesitation: "Yes, yes, I can certainly guarantee it.
Husband, if you have any questions, feel free to ask.
I promise that I will tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything."
Liu Mingzhi stopped and looked at the beauty with a complicated expression.
"Rongrong, tell me the truth, have you missed home these past few years?"
When Gumo Rongrong heard her husband's question, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
This question from my husband can be said to go straight to the depths of my heart.
After being away from my hometown for so many years, how could I not miss my hometown and my relatives there?
Gu Mo Rongrong bit her cherry lips lightly with her white teeth and fell into hesitant silence.
After a while.
After Gumo Rongrong was silent for a moment with a melancholy expression, she sighed and nodded silently a few times.
"Think about it."
Come to think of it, it’s just two simple words.
However, when Gu Mo Rongrong said these two words, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength to look at them.
Immediately afterwards, her eyes turned red involuntarily.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the tears in Gumo Rongrong's eyes, and immediately took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of the beauty's eyes a few times.
"well."
Gumo Rongrong took the handkerchief in her husband's hand and wiped the corners of her eyes vigorously, then took a deep breath.
"Husband, I am fine, I am fine."
Liu Mingzhi took a long puff of dry cigarette, gently held the beauty's hand, and walked slowly and slowly towards the depths of the garden.
Aunt Mo Rongrong looked at the melancholy look on her husband's face, silently blinked her hands a few times, and said softly with a forced smile: "Husband, I am really fine."
When I saw the beauty, I was obviously feeling melancholy, but I was still comforting myself.
For a moment, Liu Mingzhi felt even more uncomfortable.
"Rong Rong."
"Well, I'm here."
"Counting from the day you left your hometown and led the elite soldiers of Gumo Kingdom to come to northern Xinjiang to support you.
As of today, it has been almost eight years since you left your hometown, right?"
Gumo Rongrong looked hesitant for a moment and nodded silently.
"Well, husband, you are right. It has been almost eight years since I left my hometown.
"Well, it's been almost eight years, no wonder Rongrong, you feel homesick.
After being away from my hometown for so many years, anyone, let alone Rongrong, can't help but miss their hometown after being away from their hometown for so many years."
"Husband, concubine, concubine."
Liu Mingzhi turned his head slightly and looked at Gumo Rongrong: "Rongrong, my husband will do the same thing."
Listening to her husband's considerate words, Aunt Mo Rongrong could not help but shed tears in her beautiful eyes and slide down her cheeks.
To be continued...