My wife is number one in the world

Young Master Liu was alone by the river, and An Gou'er came over wearing coarse sackcloth and holding a chipped porcelain bowl in his hand: "Brother Liu, I've had fish soup, and I'll be fine after drinking a few more bowls." .”

Liu Mingzhi packed his mind and turned around, looked at An Gou'er, who had a dark yellow complexion and was malnourished but with a simple air, and said with a chuckle, "Jiang He, thank you for your hard work, have you eaten yet?"

An Gou'er held the porcelain bowl in one hand and scratched the back of his head with the other. He smiled Burmesely: "Eat, I've already had the porridge, so it's fine for the elder brother to call me Gouzi. You are the only one in the village calling me Jiang He, which is a bit uncomfortable. "

Liu Mingzhi took the fish soup from An Gou's hand. To be honest, the fish in the Qinhuai River is good, pure wild yellow croaker, but An Gou'er's cooking skills are a bit unsatisfactory. There is only a fishy smell, and there is nothing in the soup. Seasoning, not even a little salt, fishy and astringent.Wash and peel the fish to remove scales and viscera and put them directly into the crock pot to cook the soup and it will come out.

Liu Mingzhi endured the discomfort of the taste, and forced himself to drink a bowl of fish soup. He had seen the meals of Old Man An's family before. An Gou'er said that he drank porridge, and those porridges were nothing more than a few grains of rice flakes floating on top of clear water. , They themselves are not willing to eat fish, but they are willing to make soup for themselves.

Liu Mingzhi secretly saw An Gou'er and An Xin chewing on the fish bones without even the slightest bit of meat for a long time. At that time, Liu Mingzhi realized that the delicacies he ate before were not as heavy as this bowl of fish soup. The slightest comparability.

Sighing secretly, Liu Mingzhi suddenly blamed himself, complaining that he always brought banknotes when he went out, disliked the burden, and now the banknotes are soaked and rotten into pieces, it doesn't look like it at all, if only he could bring a few taels of scattered silver with him .

"An Jianghe is An Jianghe. You are already thirteen. It is disrespectful to call you by your baby name. In the future, if someone calls you a dog, you should tell him that your name is An Jianghe. An is the one who has established the world and Anbang. Rivers of rivers and seas."

An Gou'er smiled shyly: "Hehe, big brother speaks differently from us bumpkins."

Liu Mingzhi patted An Gou'er on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you will be the same as Big Brother in the future. You can proudly tell others that your name is An Jianghe. This is the promise that Big Brother gave you. Let's go and see your grandpa." .”

"Hey, listen to brother."

The two of Liu Mingzhi came to the thatched hut together, An Xin stood in front of the thatched hut door in coarse sackcloth, poking his head in. After hearing the footsteps, he stood aside cautiously like a frightened rabbit: "Brother, Brother Liu."

Liu Mingzhi asked kindly: "Has the doctor not come out yet?"

An Xin nodded: "No, but it's coming soon, brother Liu and grandpa will be fine, right?"

Liu Mingzhi was taken aback for a moment, thinking of Old Man An's tuberculosis, he was afraid that it would be hopeless, but he still comforted An Xin: "Don't worry, your grandpa is kind, everything will be fine."

An Xin nodded heavily and took the porcelain bowl in Liu Mingzhi's hand: "Brother Liu, I'm going to wash the dishes."

An Gouer staggered for a while: "Brother Liu, the fishing net has been repaired. I'm going to catch more fish and sell it to grandpa to get medicine. Grandpa will trouble you later."

"Be careful, don't go too far."

"Hey, I know, Brother Liu, don't worry."

Not long after An Gou'er left, a doctor with a mustache came out of the thatched hut, and Liu Mingzhi hurried forward: "Doctor, what's the matter with the old man?"

The doctor took a complicated look at Liu Mingzhi and shook his head: "I have severe tuberculosis, and with malnutrition, I'm afraid my body won't be able to hold on anymore. It's just a day, let's prepare for the funeral."

"Doctor, think of another way, just tell me what medicine you need."

The doctor sighed and shook his head and left: "The medicine stone is useless."

Liu Mingzhi got into the thatched hut with a complicated expression, his eyes darkened, and he slowly got used to it. Old man An was half lying in the weeds, pale: "Old man, how do you feel?"

Hearing the voice, old man An opened his cloudy eyes, and saw Liu Mingzhi grinning: "Brother Liu, why are you in here?"

Helping old man An to half sit up: "An Xin went to wash the dishes, Jiang He went fishing, the doctor said let me take care of you, as long as you have a good rest, you will be able to go fishing again in a few days."

The old man An sighed: "What kind of old man is the old man? The old man knows in his heart. He will live for a few days, but he just can't worry about these two children. First he lost his father, and then he lost his mother. I have suffered and suffered with the old man. The old man has no ability." , I have been busy working around for half my life and haven't left anything for his brothers and sisters, if the old man goes away, how will they live."

Old man An sighed, but his cloudy eyes looked at Liu Mingzhi with a look of expectation. He could see that Liu Mingzhi had an extraordinary background, and besides, he couldn't afford one for the rest of his life because of the robe he was wearing. , He hoped that Liu Mingzhi could give his grandchildren a way to survive.

Liu Mingzhi grabbed old man An's hand and put it in his hand: "Old man, don't worry, Jianghe Anxin brothers and sisters will be my own brothers and sisters in the future, and I, Liu Mingzhi, will not be able to starve them with a single bite."

After hearing Liu Mingzhi's promise, old man An relaxed his mind: "Brother Liu, please help the old man to sit under the old locust tree."

"Grandpa, you"

"It's been a few days. If you don't sit, you won't have a chance to sit."

Liu Mingzhi didn't know what to say, and helped old man An to walk towards the old locust tree.

Panting, old man An sat under the old locust tree, looking at the river in the distance, and quietly lost his mind: "Young grandson should come back."

"Come on, come back soon."

Old man An raised his pipe again, Liu Mingzhi didn't stop him, but carefully filled a pot of tobacco leaves for him, and lit the tobacco leaves.

Old man An leaned against the old locust tree: "Brother Liu, you said that we poor people have been busy for half our lives, and we have never tasted a bite of delicious food. Why are we so busy every day?"

"Of course it's for the happiness of our children and grandchildren."

"Happiness for children and grandchildren, why isn't there such a simple request?"

With a clang, Old Man An's cigarette pouch fell to the ground, his pupils had lost their spirit, and his deep eye sockets were fixed on the Qinhuai River, with a trace of unwillingness on his face.

Liu Mingzhi closed his eyes and sighed fiercely, and stroked old man An's deep and lifeless eyes with his hands. After arranging the funeral of his grandchildren, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. It's a pity that An Jianghe hasn't returned from fishing yet.

Liu Mingzhi stood under the old locust tree with his hands behind his back and looked at the turbulent Qinhuai River: "Old man, you must have a goal in your life, and you must have a goal. You are right, what is the purpose of life? I don't know about others. Liu Mingzhi assures you that everyone in the Great Dragon Dynasty must be able to afford tea eggs."

"I promise."

Chapter 155 Father's Love Is Silent

Jiang He, take it easy, your grandfather left without regret, he entrusted the two of you to me, from today on you are my brother and sister, Liu Mingzhi. "

An Gou'er knelt in front of a new grave with peace of mind. The head of the grave was low, just a small dirt bag. Old man An used small broken mats as coffins.

The new grave is by the river. An Gou'er said that his grandfather had guarded the Qinhuai River all his life, and it would definitely be uncomfortable to be buried in other places. river.

Liu Mingzhi knew that this might be old man An's greatest long-cherished wish in his life. He was born and buried in Qinhuai River.

Wanting to pack their bags, the three realized that there was nothing to pack except for a boat and a few fishing nets. An Gou'er punted the boat and fell asleep in the cabin with peace of mind.

Liu Mingzhi sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, staring at the sparkling river in a trance, and the boat sailed against the wind all the way to Jinling City.

An Gou'er didn't know where Jinling City was. He heard Brother Liu's advice to drive north along the river bank, and he would arrive there one day.

At this moment, Jinling City was full of men on horseback galloping back and forth, and when they arrived at the Liu Mansion, they continued to leave the city without saying a few words.

Liu Zhian was sitting in the main hall, holding a roll of ledgers over and over in his hands, seemingly calm, but everyone present knew that his mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface, and the ledger had not been turned over for half an hour. One page.

Mrs. Liu looked out from time to time, and couldn't stop wandering back and forth in the main hall: "Master, can you stop being so stable, Zhi'er has been missing for five days, and you, a father, can't send more Is it manned?"

Liu Zhian glanced at his wife calmly: "All Liuye in the south of the Yangtze River are dispatched. If there is no news from Zhi'er in a day, it means there is still waiting. The old man believes in the information from brother Liuye."

"It's not an option to wait all this time. Have you returned your letter to Brother Song? Did Zhi'er follow Qing'er to the capital?"

"Wait!"

Qi Yun sat on the side and said: "Father, do you want to go to my father and ask him to help send the garrison Ma Si to investigate, there must be more people and more strength."

Liu Zhi'an closed his eyes: "Yun'er, don't disturb your in-laws. Sending the guards for the Liu family, Ma Si, is like adding fuel to the fire. Now we have to wait."

Qi Yun had to swallow what she wanted to say, she knew in her heart that Liu Zhi'an was not much easier than her.