The four hundred and twentieth chapter is this year and has not returned
Liu Mingzhi really didn’t want to see the love affair between the little cutie and those beauties again, so he ignored Xiao Hui’s cutie’s shouts and quickened his pace again.
The romantic affair between a talented man and a beautiful woman is indeed a beautiful story, but it must be something only a true talented man and beautiful woman can appreciate.
The ‘talented man’ called Little Cutie is completely unworthy of his name. Mr. Liu is afraid that if he continues to look at it, his heart will be unbearably irritated, and even if he loses ten years of his life, it may be a shortcoming.
“My dear sister Chuxue, Brother Luo, I will go to Zuichunlou to see you when I have time. Now, brother, I still have some things to do, so I’ll take my leave first.”
The pretty and blushing little beauty looked at the little cutie who let go of her hands and hurried away. She covered her lips and smiled sweetly for a few times. Then, accompanied by the maid, she moved lightly towards the rouge shop a dozen steps away.
“Dad, wait for me, why are you leaving in such a hurry?”
Young Master Liu heard the dissatisfied nagging of the little cutie behind him, and had no choice but to speed up his pace again. He really didn't want to let the passers-by know what his relationship was with a daughter like the cutie.
It’s disgraceful!
“Hey, daddy, are you born in the year of the rabbit? Why do you run faster the more I call you?”
The little cutie complained again with dissatisfaction, and used all his strength to quickly speed up his pace, and finally caught up with Mr. Liu.
"Huh...smelly daddy, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to go back to the hut?"
Young Master Liu glanced at the cute little girl with a pretty and resentful face, shook her head helplessly, and was too lazy to continue making jokes with the cute little girl.
If you continue nagging, who knows what words this stinky girl will say that will open your eyes.
Secondly, Young Master Liu really doesn’t have the time to laugh and scold his good girl now.
Just now, I had a conversation with my little cutie about children in the palace. Young Master Liu once again thought about the situation of his eldest son Liu Chengfeng in Tsarist Russia.
Since his eldest son Liu Chengfeng led the Dalong Mission to Russia, Young Master Liu has been concerned about the safety of his eldest son and the Dalong Mission.
However, the capital of Dalong is thousands of miles away from Tsarist Russia. Even though Young Master Liu and his ladies were worried about their son every day, they had no choice but to do anything.
How easy it is to meet him at such a long distance!
“Young master, you have left the palace, the stall has been set up for you in advance, and the stove has been prepared.
Eh? Master, why is your cloak gone? Wait a moment, and I will go to Mrs. Bizhu and the others to get one for you."
Hearing Liu Song’s words, Mr. Liu nodded absently in response, glanced at the couch behind the Gua stall and walked over.
“Ah, little Miss Yue’er, you have also left the palace with the young master.”
When the little cutie saw Liu Song who was about to run to Penglai Restaurant, he immediately smiled and nodded.
“Hello, Uncle Song, you are busy first.”
“Yes, yes, little Miss Yue’er, please talk to the young master first, and he will come back as soon as he goes.”
Young Master Liu picked up the pot and poured a cup of tea, holding it in his hands to warm it. He sat leisurely and comfortably on the recliner, narrowed his eyes and continued to think about his own affairs.
Seeing this situation, the little cutie vaguely understood that her father was thinking about business and had no time to continue making jokes with her.
Pouring himself a cup of hot tea, he held it in his hands to keep out the cold. The little cutie sat down on the small horse on the side quietly and obediently. He reached out and picked up a divination book on the low table and started to read it freely.
It has been almost a year and a half since the eldest son led the Dalong Mission to officially go to Tsarist Russia on June 15th last year, and it is now November 28th.
More than a year has passed in a hurry, and I don’t know how this child is doing now? What about all the officers and soldiers of the Dalong Mission?
Ever since I received their letter home reporting that they were safe, I and the imperial court have not received any news about the Dalong Mission in Tsarist Russia.
In the past few months since the letter was sent home, I don’t know how his contact with Elizabeth Serena, the young empress of Tsarist Russia, is now? Is it possible to become a good friend of the Qin and Jin Dynasties?
This brat, no matter what the situation is, you should at least send someone to send a letter home to say that you are safe!
Even if you and the little Queen Serena are not destined to be husband and wife, and it is difficult to be a perfect match in the end, you can at least let your father, your mother and aunts know that you are safe and sound now!
There is no news after a letter home. How can your father and your mothers not be worried and worried?
You bastard, you really have no brains at all. When you come back, I will beat you with a discipline stick until you can't get out of bed for a month.
Brat, no matter what, you have to come back safely. You must bring all the officers and soldiers of the Dragon Envoy back safely!
The ancestors of the Liu family have spirits in heaven, and they must protect my son and all the officers and soldiers of the Dalong Mission when they return to their hometown safely. They must protect them.
God, please don’t let me, Liu Mingzhi, give a white-haired person to a black-haired person!
If something really happened to my son in Tsarist Russia, then——don’t blame me for not recognizing the weapons in my hands.
Although I haven’t fought on the battlefield for many years, it doesn’t mean that I can no longer carry the sword.
A gust of cold wind hit him, and the cold feeling on his face brought Mr. Liu out of his daze.
Touching the coolness on his face with his fingers, Mr. Liu gently leaned forward and looked up at the outdoor area of the small shed above his head.
Seeing the crystal clear snowflakes flying in the sky again, Young Master Liu frowned slightly and sighed heavily.
It’s snowing again in the capital. If you come to Beidi, Xinfu, and Beifu, the snow will be even worse. Then you can imagine what the snow will be like in Tsarist Russia.
With such heavy snow, the roads will definitely be blocked and traffic will be impassable. It will be too difficult for the eldest son and the Dalong envoy to rush back in the wind and snow.
“Alas! The snow is so heavy, it seems like we won’t be able to come back this year.”
The little cutie who was browsing the hexagram book out of boredom heard his father talking to himself and subconsciously raised his head and looked at Mr. Liu.
“Ah? Dad, what are you talking about? Why is it snowing so heavily that I can’t come back?”
“Nothing, just read your book carefully.”
The little cutie murmured thoughtfully for a while, leaning her waist and looking up at the snowflakes flying in the air.
“Dad, are you telling me that the snow is too heavy and that my eldest brother and the Dalong Mission will not be able to come back this year?”
Young Master Liu's lips trembled. He didn't expect that the little cutie would guess what he was thinking at once.
Looking at the cute little boy in surprise for a while, Mr. Liu didn't answer anything. He just nodded with a sad expression, took a sip of hot tea and lay back on the recliner.
The little cutie looked at her father's melancholy expression, put down the hexagram book in her hand, held her cheeks in her hands, and sighed quietly.
“My eldest brother led the delegation to Tsarist Russia. It has been almost a year and a half since I left.
I don’t know what’s going on with him and the envoy in Tsarist Russia now? Have you got hold of the little queen of Tsarist Russia and brought her back to Yue’er as your sister-in-law?
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I guess I should be back from my mission! I haven’t seen him for so long, and I still miss him. It’s really sad!”
“Master, here comes the big cloak.”
Young Master Liu reached out and took the cloak from Liu Song, adjusted a comfortable posture and wrapped it around his body.
“Master, the younger one is going to take care of the bookstall first.”
“The weather is so cold, and it’s snowing now. If there are really no customers coming, Xiaosong, please close the stall early and go home to take care of the children.”
"Yes, I understand, little one. I will act according to the situation, then I will pass."
"Um!"
After Liu Song went to the bookstall, Mr. Liu silently watched the passers-by on the street with calm eyes, hoping that some guests would come to take care of business today.
The little cutie looked at her father's dumbfounded and motionless posture. She really couldn't stand the boring atmosphere, so she put down the teacup in her hand.
"Dad, Yue'er won't be accompanying you anymore. She's going to walk around the streets first."