My cubs are big bosses

Chapter 488 My Daughter Is Cannon Fodder (45)

Although their son became an official, they were reluctant to part with the world at home and had been farmers all their lives. Nothing was more important than land.

Except for their son, if Fang hadn't gotten married at such a long age, they wouldn't have left their work in the fields and traveled so far to the capital to deliver their son. The family's world would have been left to relatives to help take care of it.

So in a few days, Fang's father and mother will go back.

Thinking about it in just a few days, it is impossible to get pregnant all at once, and I can only call my parents back when I am really pregnant. This is also a reason for Fang's father and mother to live in the capital and not go back.

After being tired for three days, Lu Yujiao happily brought Fang Changsui back home, everything made her novel and happy.

I feel a few years younger again.

Seeing her parents waiting outside the mansion, Lu Yujiao jumped down, Fang Changsui had no time to stop, hugged Madam Lu, "Mother, Mother!"

"I'm back, tell my mother how you've been these few days?" After saying that, Madam Lu dragged her daughter in.

Lu Yun had no choice but to entertain his son-in-law, "Let's go to the study and have a chat."

Both sides chatted very happily. During the meal, Mrs. Lu brought a lot of dishes for Fang Changsui, which made him a little flattered. He looked at Lu Yujiao helplessly and asked what to do.

Lu Yujiao was annoyed and funny, and cast a sideways glance, "You can eat what your mother gives you, and see what I do."

"Oh." Fang Changsui ate obediently.

Mrs. Lu became more and more satisfied with her son-in-law, and loved her even more than her own daughter, Lu Yujiao.

"Cough, cough, eat well." Lu Yun's intervention brought the table under control, and Mrs. Lu couldn't stop adding more dishes to Fang Changsui.

Fang Changsui looked at a bowl full of vegetables piled up in front of him. He just ate without saying anything.

He couldn't eat any more, so Fang Changsui accompanied Lu Yujiao to visit the place where she lived since childhood, and took Fang Changsui into her boudoir to visit.

I won't stay for dinner, and I still have a lot of time to come and eat in the future, but Fang's father and mother can't do it. It is impossible for Fang Changsui to go back to the countryside when he is an official.

No matter how reluctant Mrs. Lu is, she will let her daughter go, not to mention that her daughter seems to be right to marry this time. Although the other party is indescribable, in her opinion, she is not worthy of her daughter, but the happiness in her daughter's eyes is not fake , the son-in-law looks at his daughter with a gentle face, and it is not false that only the daughter's shadow can be reflected in his eyes.

Mrs. Lu was relieved, she got rid of Li Chenghui's sea of ​​suffering, and was afraid that Fang Changsui would be another sea of ​​suffering.

He waved his daughter away.

Lu Yun felt relaxed. Seeing the news sent by the spies, Li Chenghui was looking for a new woman again. That Yuanyuan was still by his side without a name, but her daughter was raised in vain and fat, and she hadn't experienced those things in the plot. , Live carefree every day.

It seems that he has no fighting power at all. His daughter is out of the sea of ​​suffering. Afterwards, Li Chenghui will find some kind of woman as his wife, as long as he doesn't disturb his daughter, it will be fine.

After the holiday, Fang Changsui was still arrested by Lu Yun and went back to work. He was most familiar with what farmers needed, so it was all up to him to perform. Lu Yun delegated power to Fang Changsui from the Minister of the Household Department, and he hoped that he would not be disappointed.

Mainly the Ministry of Industry, Lu Yun has full power in his hands.

Because Lu Yun couldn't bear to look at the bamboo slips anymore, and every time he had to go to the emperor to discuss matters with the heavy bamboo slips, he wanted to throw them aside.

I don't know how many families have to chop bamboo slips to write.

(End of this chapter)