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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh is it her?

 Liu Mingzhi thought carefully about Liu Zhi'an's words for a long time, silently nodded and looked at the rose flower in his hand.

The rose flower held between his fingers was turning gently, and Liu Mingzhi's eyes became more and more complicated.

After about two cups of tea, Young Master Liu slowly placed the rose in his hand on the stone table.

"Old man, you should see more clearly. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. The future events are indeed not something you and I can say.

Since you have said so, old man, how about we have a frank and frank chat about this topic today?"

"Oh? What do you want to talk about?"

"Of course it's nothing more than talking about some trivial matters between the parents. How about we talk about this girl Xuan'er?"

Liu Zhi'an couldn't help but look stunned. He stared at Young Master Liu silently for a moment and frowned slightly.

"What do you want to say about this girl Xuan'er?"

Liu Mingzhi looked inexplicably silent for a while, then silently took off the tobacco bag from his waist and lit the tobacco with a fire stick.

Turning his head to face the pavilion and exhaling the smoke in his mouth, Young Master Liu looked at the old man opposite him with complex eyes, who always looked calm.

"Old man, we won't talk about the more complicated things. For the time being, let's talk about the life-long events of this girl Xuan'er. What do you think, old man?

My little sister is now twenty-seven years old, but she is still in the boudoir and has never left the court to become a woman.

Xuan'er is twenty-seven years old. To you and me, old man, we are still just children.

However, compared to those women who were in their prime years and still in their 28th year, Xuan'er is already an old girl.

The young master doesn't know whether Xuan'er is worried about her life-long events, but old man, aren't you also worried about your daughter's life-long events?

Men should marry when they are young, and women should marry when they are young. This is a principle that has not changed since ancient times.

This girl Xuan'er is now twenty-seven years old. If she doesn't get married now, then when will she get married?

As Xuan'er's eldest brother, I, the young master, naturally have to be concerned about her marriage.

I haven't mentioned this to you, old man, because at that time I always felt that Xuan'er was still a little girl, and it wouldn't be a big deal for her to find a husband and start a family two years later.

But things are different now. Xuan'er is no longer a little girl. She is no longer the little girl who would chatter and play around her eldest brother and second brother.

Seeing how she is still alone at such an age, to be honest, even if she is not anxious, this young master, the eldest brother, is beginning to feel anxious for her.

Therefore, taking advantage of this opportunity for you and your mother to come to Beijing to visit Chengfeng and his wife, I would like to have a good chat with you about Xuan'er's lifelong events.

Old man, now that the matter is over, don’t you think you should tell me your thoughts about my little sister?

No matter what you think in your heart, you should at least let me have some peace of mind, right?

If Xuan'er has found her ideal husband now and can get married in a few years, I won't say anything.

After all, even if she gets married later, at least her life-long events have been settled. In this way, I, the eldest brother, don't have to worry about her anymore.

But what about now? I don’t know anything about Xuan’er.

It may not be appropriate to say that I know nothing at all. I can only say that I know very little, and I really don’t understand much.

Old man, it’s time for you to come clean to me now.”

While Liu Mingzhi spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, Liu Zhian once again filled a pot of tobacco under his fingers.

Liu Zhi'an looked at the slightly confused look on his eldest son's face, leaned forward and lit his own cigarette on Young Master Liu's pipe, and took a few puffs of thick smoke.

When Liu Mingzhi saw his old man looking like this, he quickly stood up, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of herbal tea and put it on the table.

"Pull slowly. If you choke, you'll still have to cough on your own."

Liu Zhi'an glanced down at the tea in front of him, sighed longly, and his face gradually became a little depressed.

"Well, the girl has grown up, and there are many things that dad can't control.

Regarding Xuan'er's marriage, my husband has mentioned it to her more than once in private, but every time we, father and daughter, would break up because of it.

A few months ago, Xuan'er went back to our hometown in Jinling, where she stayed with me and your mother for about a month.

During the time when she was at home, my husband once again mentioned to her the important issues in her life, but in the end it was just like what I just said, and they still broke up on bad terms.

Although there was no rift in our relationship between father and daughter afterwards because of these things, I still felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Just like what you said just now, Xuan'er is now twenty-seven years old. At the age of twenty-seven, she has not yet left the court to marry. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is an old girl.

Seeing that my own daughter is getting older and older, but her life-long affairs are still not settled, how can I, as a father, not be anxious?

But what can you do if you are anxious? This girl is becoming more and more disobedient now.

Let’s not talk about your eldest brother’s identity. Just looking at the connections I have made throughout my life, what kind of husband is Xuaner looking for? I can’t find her?

Regardless of whether it comes from a noble family or a famous family, as long as it is a young talent that Xuan'er likes, it is just a trivial matter to me.

As long as she can see it, among all the big and small forces in the world, there is no one who doesn't want to marry me, Liu Zhi'an.

If she doesn't like these things, then let you, my dear brother, do some more work for her.

As long as she wants to marry a talented person from various state capitals or a well-educated person who went to high school in a temple, these things are not worth mentioning to you.

There are as many handsome young talents in the world as there are crucian carp crossing the river, so it is not a problem for her to find a suitable husband.

However, this girl doesn't care about her marriage now. She doesn't know what she cares about. What can I do if you ask me?

Alas, they say that a child cannot be raised by his mother, but a girl cannot be raised by her father either!

This girl has been in the world for many years, and her temperament is completely different from what she was when she was a child, and I can no longer control her."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the old man's dejected face, knocked out the embers from the tobacco pot on the soles of his shoes, and picked up the tea in front of him to moisten his dry throat.

"Old man, everything happens for a reason. Xuan'er has such a childish attitude towards her life-long events. I think nine out of ten things happen for a reason.

Excluding the years when she was wandering the world on her own, my little sister used to spend most of her time living with you two.

Old man, haven't you ever thought about what is causing this situation?"

"You bastard, if you want to ask me anything, just ask me directly. There is no need to engage in such insinuating tricks in front of me.

You are still too young to play with these things in front of me."

Liu Mingzhi rubbed his stubble with his fingers and pondered for a moment, then let out a long sigh with a lost look in his eyes.

"Old man, is that Xuan'er?"


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