Behind the alley, Liu Mingzhi said, "Mother, when did you come?" Just after he said this, a chuckle came, and Mrs. Liu's kind and friendly voice came from the back of the alley: "Master, I am right, right?"
, No matter the mountains and rivers or the roads, Zhi'er will never forget the taste of my mother."
"I know, I know, you mother and son have a heart-to-heart relationship, right? Isn't it just that I can eat the cakes you made? As for spreading it everywhere? Is it because I can taste the taste of your cakes because I am used to other flavors and find it difficult for you?
You can only eat it by eating it." The old man Liu Zhian's unhappy tone also came out.
Mrs. Liu hummed softly and said coquettishly to Liu Zhi'an, like a girl in first love: "It tastes good but it tastes bad. My son knows it tastes like mother. I am happy for you."
"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is. Don't jump, don't jump. Can you stay calm? There's still something in your belly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Zhi'an helped Mrs. Liu and walked out from the back of the alley. Both of them had put on thick clothes. It seemed that Mr. Liu was not the only one complaining about the weather in the capital.
Mrs. Liu, dressed in a beige jacket with brocade lotus and cloud patterns, and a hundred-ink cloud skirt, walked out slowly and gracefully. If she hadn't known her true age, she would have been thought to be a woman in her late teens.
Although Mrs. Liu's belly was not visible, she had already habitually held her lower back. When she walked out, she saw Liu Mingzhi standing in the hall and smiled fondly: "Zhi'er, you have lost a lot of weight."
Liu Zhi'an's dress is much simpler, and he has the aura of a rich man, except for the four words written on his face, "I am a rich man".
To say that Liu Zhi'an has the aura of a rich man is not because of how flamboyant he is in his clothes. He is still wearing ordinary clothes for non-members and is inconspicuous, but the fur coat on his body is a bit conspicuous. If Liu Zhi'an is not mistaken, he should be a
The tiger fur cloak sewn from the unfinished white tiger skin is hard not to attract attention.
Liu Zhi'an glanced at Liu Mingzhi who was standing there angrily: "Why, are you not happy that I'm here with your mother?"
Young Master Liu pursed his lips tightly and looked at the two elders who stood there tightly with rosy eyes. He swung his clothes and knelt on the ground: "My son, Liu Mingzhi, come to see my father and mother. I wish the two elders good health and longevity."
Prolong life." As he said this, he kowtowed, and after kowtowing an auspicious number, he knelt down calmly on the ground.
Mrs. Liu looked anxiously at Liu Mingzhi who was kneeling on the ground: "Good boy, get up quickly, what are you doing?" She wanted to bend down to help but was afraid that the fetal air would move, so she gave Master Liu Zhian an annoyed look:
"Master, are you still watching? Why don't you get the child up quickly? The ground is hard and cold. Don't you know how distressed he is?"
Liu Zhi'an's eyes were full of relief, but after hearing Mrs. Liu's words, he sighed helplessly: "A loving mother often loses her son, get up."
"Thank you, mom and dad."
Liu Mingzhi stood up: "Ying'er, let someone prepare tea."
"Yes, Master, come right away."
"Old man, mother, please take a seat. I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you feeling well?"
Arranging Liu Zhi'an and his wife at the top of the list, Mr. Liu sat calmly at the bottom. In front of his parents, he must always know how to be reserved and polite.
Liu Zhi'an took a sip of the hot tea brought by the servant: "Suppose you are a smart boy, I thought you would become arrogant when you became a lord, and you have to let me and my wife kneel down and kowtow to you."
Well, the old man became arrogant again before he even said a few words. He spoke in a tone of looking for trouble, and looked at Mr. Liu with an arrogant expression. It was obvious that he just wanted to hit me if you don't agree with me. I'm sure you don't dare to do it.
Beat me.
Seeing Liu Zhi'an's unusually unbeatable expression, Young Master Liu was very helpless. Other fathers and sons are always kind and filial when they meet, but we are so tense when we meet. Is it true that what I said in my previous life, son?
Is he Dad’s creditor from a previous life?
"How can this be a creditor? This was a life-and-death feud." Young Master Liu muttered helplessly.
Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes at Liu Zhi'an and looked at Liu Mingzhi kindly: "Zhi'er, it's hard for you to go out alone and wander around. Are you still used to living in the capital?"
"Mom, don't worry. My son is living a good life here. It's extremely cold in the capital. It's already ice and snow in October. If there's a heavy snowfall, it might be difficult for carriages and horses to move. Mom, don't you stay in Jinling?
Why did you come to the capital? You suffered so much on the way."
"Your father is worried"
Before Mrs. Liu could finish her words, she was interrupted by Liu Zhi'an: "Hmm, your mother is worried that you will feel lonely spending the New Year alone in the capital, and she is worried that you will become homesick and sick, so she has to bring our family to the capital to visit.
You, I was originally very busy at home summarizing the bills, so I was very reluctant to come. I couldn't stand your mother's nagging three times a day, and my ears were almost getting calluses. So I had no choice but to agree to her offer.
The request is mainly because I am worried that something will happen to her while she is pregnant with Liujia, so I just stopped by to see you."
Listening to Liu Zhi'an's cryptic explanation, Mrs. Liu chuckled. She knew that her husband was always courteous and courteous in everything he did outside, but he was only competitive in front of his son. It was obvious that he was too worried about settling accounts at home and was sad to eat.
I sighed loudly and kept saying nothing, not knowing whether the gangster was living well in the capital. I was alone and lonely. I missed home. I couldn't sleep, so I sat in the pavilion outside, drinking warm wine and looking at the north in a daze.
When the couple chatted, they almost never discussed the naughty things about Young Master Liu when he was a child. As they talked, Liu Zhi'an started to feel melancholy. With no other choice, Mrs. Liu had no choice but to suggest that the family come to the capital to visit her son and spend the New Year with him in the capital.
After the proposal was passed, Liu Zhi'an's whole person changed. He was cheerful when he looked at everything, and he felt windy when he walked. People in the house who didn't know it thought that his master had found gold when he went out.
Now that I have arrived in the capital, I see that my son is safe and sound, but I want to save face again, and I blame Mrs. Liu for everything.
Mrs. Liu also understands Liu Zhi'an's mood. She sees her son growing up day by day, starting a family and starting a business, and has the ability and responsibility to start his own business. However, her heart feels empty. She hopes that her son will become a dragon and his parents will have nothing to worry about.
She had been looking forward to her son's success, but when that day actually came, Liu Zhi'an seemed to have lost all hope. This shows that being a parent is difficult.
Mrs. Liu said with a smile: "Yes, your father is right. It's my mother who misses you every day. She thinks about you day and night and has trouble sleeping and eating. You are the flesh that fell from my mother's body. If my mother doesn't want you, who will miss you? It's not like your father."
I never thought about you."
Liu Zhi'an touched his beard angrily: "I can't say that I don't think about it at all. In fact, I still think about it a little bit, only a little bit."
Liu Mingzhi sighed: "The child is unfilial, which makes the two elders worried."
"You still have a conscience. How about it? Your business in the capital is going smoothly. The grandsons from the Ministry of Civil Affairs didn't give you any trouble, right?"
"Don't worry, old man. It's just a small misunderstanding. How could the people in the official department cling to me?"
Liu Zhi'an glanced at the sky outside gloomily: "Ding himself made a mistake and didn't understand the imperial edict. If the officials really kill my son indiscriminately, I will let all the merchants in Jiangnan close their doors, and business travel will be blocked.
Cut off all trade in the thirty-six prefectures in the northwest. Then there will be starvation all over the land, and hundreds of thousands of corpses will be buried with you. I would like to see if the people in the official department can afford it."
Liu Zhian's words were filled with boundless domineering power.
Mrs. Liu glanced at Liu Zhi'an worriedly: "Master, the matter is over, let's not talk about these disappointing topics."
"My son was almost killed. I can't be a little angry anymore. If I are angered, I will probably pack up my property and turn into a bandit, or I will take ten million taels of silver to join the Kingdom of Jin. If I don't believe in the Kingdom of Jin, I won't be moved." Search "Jie" on Baidu.
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