My wife is number one in the world

The original words of Young Master Liu were that the young master warned you guys that if you dare to sow random seeds on Han Jiaerlang's plate and damage the genes of Han Jiaerlang, the young master will let you know what it means to be born otherwise.

It can be seen that although Liu Mingzhi was reborn in another world, the deep-rooted national thought in his heart has never been cut off.

Xiaowu outside the carriage sighed regretfully: "Boss Han, why did the dog-eat-dog incident die down?"

Han Zhong gave Xiao Wu a white look: "In case they are all killed, whoever will lead us the way and delay the Lord's important matter, you can't afford to walk around."

Xiao Wuhan smiled and clasped his ears: "I just want to see something novel."

"Stop thinking about it, hurry up and hurry, or I will be sorry for the 50 taels of silver that the Lord rewarded you."

"Yes." Xiao Wu waved his horsewhip and galloped up.

Major General Liu handed the whip and bridle to the servants at the gate: "Xiao Song, let the kitchen boil water, let's make some chicken soup to drink, this goude weather really makes people homesick, Jinling should not be so cold. "

Walked unhurriedly all the way to the back hall, First Young Master Liu sat on a chair and stretched: "I'm homesick."

"Master, it's freezing outside, let's have something to eat." Ying'er came in with a tray.

"Okay, you can eat something, let alone really hungry."

Ying'er put the cakes and hot tea on the table with a strange expression, and quietly stood aside.

Young Master Liu drank two cups of hot tea, picked up a piece of pastry, and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

kindness?Liu Mingzhi was taken aback, savoring the pastry in his mouth carefully, licked his lips a few times, threw it in and ate it together, washed the pastry in his mouth with tea, Liu Mingzhi's eyes were slightly red, and he looked up at Yinger beside him : "Ying'er, this pastry was not made by the kitchen, nor by you."

Ying'er smiled lightly: "Master, did you eat it?"

Liu Mingzhi squinted his eyes and pursed his lips: "The taste of home, my mother's taste, only she can make pastries with this taste." Inadvertently, Liu Mingzhi stood up and chuckled lightly: "Mom, when did you come? "11

Chapter 3 and Six

Chapter 3 and Six

At the back of the alley, Liu Mingzhi called "Mother, when did you come?" Just after he finished his sentence, a chuckle came, and Mrs. Liu's kind voice came from behind the alley: "Master, what I said is right, right? No matter how many mountains and rivers there are, and the roads are difficult, Zhi'er will never forget the taste of her mother."

"I know, I know, you mother and child are united, don't you just eat the cakes you made? As for publicizing them everywhere? Can you taste the taste of your cakes? Is it because I'm used to other flavors and think you are embarrassing?" You have to eat it to eat it." The old man Liu Zhi'an's tone of frustration also came out.

Mrs. Liu hummed softly and said coquettishly to Liu Zhi'an, like a girl in first love: "It's delicious, my son knows it's mother's taste, I'm happy."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, don't jump, don't jump, please be steady, there is still one in your stomach."

As soon as the words were finished, Liu Zhi'an helped Mrs. Liu out from the back of the alley, and the two of them also put on thick clothes. It seemed that Young Master Liu was not the only one complaining about the weather in the capital.

Mrs. Liu was wearing a beige jacket with brocade embroidered lotus and cloud pattern, and a white ink cloud skirt on her lower body, and she walked out slowly and gracefully. If she didn't know her real age, she would have thought she was a woman of 25 years old.

Although Mrs. Liu's stomach didn't appear, she was already habitually supporting her back. When she came out, she saw Liu Mingzhi standing in the hall and smiled dotingly: "Zhi'er, you've lost a lot of weight."

Liu Zhian's attire was much simpler, full of the aura of a local tyrant, only four words were written on his face, I am a local tyrant.

The aura of local tyrants all over Liu Zhi'an's body is not because of how ostentatious he is dressed. He is still dressed in ordinary clothes, unremarkable, but the fur coat on his body is a bit conspicuous. If Young Master Liu is not mistaken, it should be a The tiger-fur cloak made of only finished white tiger skin is hard not to attract attention.

Liu Zhi'an glanced at Liu Mingzhi who was standing there angrily: "Why, are you unhappy that the old man and your mother are here?"

First Young Master Liu tightly pursed his lips, looked at the elder who was standing there tightly with ruddy eyes, and knelt on the ground with a flick of his clothes: "Liu Mingzhi, my son, I greet you, father and mother, I wish the elder is in good health and happy life Yannian." While talking, he kowtowed, kowtowed an auspicious number, and then calmly knelt on the ground.

Mrs. Liu anxiously looked 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 of getting pregnant, so she gave old master Liu Zhian an angry look: "Master, why are you still watching? Hurry up and let the child get up, the ground is hard and cold, don't you know how distressed you are?"

Liu Zhi'an's eyes were full of relief, but he sighed helplessly after hearing Madam Liu's words: "A loving mother is a failure, get up."

"Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Liu Mingzhi got up: "Ying'er, let someone prepare tea."

"Yes, master, I'll be right here."

"Old man, mother, you sit down, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"

Arrange Liu Zhi'an and his wife at the top of the list, and Young Master Liu calmly sits at the bottom. In front of his parents, he must always know how to be reserved and behave.

Liu Zhi'an took a sip of the hot tea brought by the servant: "Even if you're an idiot, the old man thought you became a lord and became proud, so I have to ask the old man and his wife to kneel and kowtow to you."

Well, before saying three words, the old man became arrogant again. He spoke in a tone of seeking trouble, and looked at Young Master Liu with an arrogant and domineering expression. old man.

Seeing Liu Zhi'an's expression of being unreasonable to be beaten, Young Master Liu is very helpless. Other fathers and sons are kind and filial when they meet, but our father and son look like they are on the verge of swords when they meet. Could it be true that the words of the previous life, son Is he a creditor from my father's previous life?

"This is not a creditor. In this previous life, it was a sworn enmity." First Young Master Liu muttered helplessly.

Mrs. Liu gave Liu Zhian a blank look, and looked at Liu Mingzhi kindly: "Zhier, it's hard for you to go out and wander alone, are you still used to living in the capital?"

"Mother, don't worry, my son is doing well here. The capital city is extremely cold, and it's already snowy in October. If there is a heavy snowfall, it will be difficult for cars and horses to travel. Mother, you are not staying in Jinling. Why did you come to the capital, and you suffered a lot on the way."

"It's your father who is worried"

Mrs. Liu was robbed by Liu Zhi'an before she could finish her sentence: "Hmm, your mother is worried that you will feel deserted when you celebrate the New Year in the capital alone, and that you will become homesick, so you have to bring our family to the capital to have a look. You, the old man was very busy summing up the bills at home, so he was very unwilling to come. I couldn't stand your mother nagging three times a day, and the old man's ears were almost calloused. I had no choice but to agree to her The request is mainly because she is worried that she is pregnant with Liujia and something will happen on the way, so I just stopped by to see you."

Listening to Liu Zhi'an's explanation that was trying to cover up, Mrs. Liu chuckled, knowing that her master is usually courteous and courteous in everything outside, but he is competitive in front of his son. It is obvious that she is worried about settling accounts at home and has no intention of eating. He sighed and said nothing but didn’t know if the bastard was doing well in the capital. He was deserted alone. He didn’t want to go home. He couldn’t sleep, so he sat in the pavilion outside and drank warm wine, staring at the north in a daze.

The couple chatted almost never about the mischievous incidents of Eldest Young Master Liu when he was a child, and Liu Zhi'an became melancholy when he was talking about it. There was nothing he could do, Madam Liu had no choice but to suggest that the family come to the capital to visit their son and accompany him to celebrate the New Year in the capital.

After the proposal was passed, Liu Zhi'an's whole person changed, he looked cheerful about everything, and walked with wind, people who didn't know in the mansion thought that his master had picked up gold when he went out.

Now that he's in the capital, seeing his son safe and sound, he wants to save face again, and blames Mrs. Liu for everything.

Mrs. Liu also understood Liu Zhi'an's feelings. Seeing her son grow up day by day, get married and start a business, and have the ability and responsibility to stand on his own, her heart was empty, hoping that her son would become a dragon as the parents wished, and the son of Jackie Chan would have nothing to worry about.

I have been looking forward to my son's prosperity, but when that day really came, Liu Zhi'an seemed to have lost his vision, which shows how difficult it is to be a parent.

Mrs. Liu said with a smile: "Yes, what your father said is right, it is mother who misses you every day, day and night, sleep and food, you are the meat that fell from mother, whoever misses you if mother does not want you, is not like your father." Never thought about you."

Liu Zhi'an stroked his beard resentfully: "I can't say that I don't think about it at all, but I still think about it a little bit, and it's just a little bit."

Liu Mingzhi sighed: "The child is unfilial, and the elders are worried."

"You still have a conscience. How about it? The business in the capital is going well. The grandsons of the official department didn't bother you, did they?"

"Don't worry, old man. It's just a little misunderstanding. How could the officials hold on to me?"

Liu Zhi'an gloomyly glanced at the sky outside: "It's an imperial decree surnamed Ding's mistake and ignorance. If the officials really kill my son indiscriminately, the old man will let all the merchants in the south of the Yangtze River close their doors. Cut off all trade in the 36 prefectures in the Northwest, and you will starve to death everywhere, and you will be buried with hundreds of thousands of dead bodies.

Liu Zhian's words were full of boundless domineering.

Mrs. Liu glanced at Liu Zhi'an worriedly: "Master, the matter is over, so don't talk about these disappointing topics."

"My son was almost killed. This old man can't get angry. If he gets angry, he will end up disposing of his family property and turning it into a bandit, or bring ten million taels of silver to join the Kingdom of Jin. If this old man doesn't believe in the Kingdom of Jin, he won't be moved."

Chapter 3 You Are My Uncle