My wife is number one in the world

Qi Yun, Qinglian, Yun Qingshi and the three came hand in hand, each holding an embroidered handkerchief, it seems that they are embroidering.

"Ah? Chengfeng, the old man took him away, and he couldn't stop him. Chengfeng was so happy that he almost burst out laughing. The next-generation relationship is indeed true."

Young Master Liu defended himself against his will, without any sense of guilt.

Liu Chengfeng: Old man, won't your conscience hurt if you say this?People are doing what the sky is watching, and you will have retribution.

The three of Qi Yun nodded in confusion, thinking that Liu Chengfeng was really carried away by Liu Zhi'an.

There is no way, Liu Zhi'an was the one who loved Liu Chengfeng the most when Young Master Liu was not around, and now that Young Master Liu is here, the one who loves Liu Chengfeng the most is still Liu Zhi'an.

Because my father started to dislike him after hugging her.

Even the stroller was cobbled together from scraps built for the two older sisters.

It's fine if you don't live, what kind of stroller do you want?

The three of Qi Yun couldn't stand it, and under strong demands, Young Master Liu got his first car in his life.

A stroller with one big wheel and three small wheels.

"Husband, do you think Lian Er embroiders well?"

Qinglian Xianbao seemed to have sent the embroidery in her hand to Young Master Liu, her expression a little nervous.

Liu Mingzhi looked around and nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, your duck embroidery is really lifelike, it's just like the real thing, but there is one fly in the ointment, that is, the wings are too long."

"Ah? Oh!"

Qing Lian pouts her thin lips and sits back in frustration, with a listless expression, fiercely tugging at the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, looking at First Young Master Liu with resentful eyes.

Seeing this, Young Master Liu was puzzled: "What's the matter? This is what my husband said. Lian'er, your duck embroidery is really beautiful. My husband almost thought it was you who put the real duck on the silk cloth." superior."

"puff"

"hehe"

Qi Yun, Yun and Qingshi couldn't hold it back anymore, they covered their cherry lips with jade hands and laughed.

One is exquisite and tactful, crisp and dripping, and the other is mature and elegant, full of tenderness, each with its own merits.

"No, what are you laughing at? Am I wrong? The embroidery is really pretty."

Yun Qingshi calmed down and put her embroidered handkerchief in front of Young Master Liu: "Husband, how about my embroidery?"

"Yes, the embroidery is not bad, but the tail of your golden pheasant is split, why do you embroider it with three tails? Isn't it a phoenix? There is room for improvement."

Yun Qingshi's face was bright red, she rolled her eyes, and sat back clutching the embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

Qinglian changed her resentful look just now, pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

"Tsk tsk, Qing Shi, you can't do this. How can you grow if you can't accept criticism. Next time, embroider the tail better. Your embroidery skills are simply amazing."

Qi Yun's face turned red, and she really didn't have the courage to let her husband evaluate the embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

Everything is good at a young age, but it is a pity that he is blind.

Yuanyang and Fenghuang couldn't recognize each other, and they still pretended to comment clearly.

"Yiyi, Feifei, look at you two mothers, you are really not shy, you can't accept criticism at all. You can't be like this when you grow up, you must know that humility makes people improve, right!"

giggle

The two little ones giggled. Although they didn't know what happened, they just wanted to laugh.

"Lian'er, how did you think about my husband talking about your ears? In fact, Liu Zuzong really sounds better than Liu Chengfeng. If you think about it, you will grow up a generation out of thin air. Why can't you figure it out? ?”

Qi Yun and the three of them coquettishly slammed the embroidered handkerchief in Young Master Liu's face: "You can sleep in the study tonight."

Then the three left the gazebo with their increasingly plump figures.

There is no way, if we continue to talk, we must be angry and unstable.

Young Master Liu looked at the soup bowl on the side and shrugged to the two little angels in his arms: "They think it's punishment for what I'm looking forward to, young man."

giggle

Childish and joyful laughter filled the back garden.

Chapter 5 Fifteen The Watermelon Is Ripe

Chapter 5 Fifteen The Watermelon Is Ripe

"Master, is this colorful thing really as delicious as you said? It doesn't look like it!"

Ying'er looked at the watermelon being patted by Young Master Liu with a suspicious tone.

Ying'er lived up to Young Master Liu's trust. After she went to the Kingdom of Jin, she prepared the sweet potatoes and watermelons in the greenhouse in an orderly manner.

And following Young Master Liu's instructions, he had already harvested a crop of sweet potatoes, and planted a second wave of seedlings.

The watermelon is growing very well. Yinger remembers what the young master said. When the weather is hot, move the seedlings to a sunny place. The glass of the greenhouse should also be opened for ventilation. Under Yinger's careful care, the watermelon is almost the same size as the later generations. .

"Ying'er, you haven't forgotten to get some bees in the backyard, right?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten that I was stung by bees a few times in order to take care of these watermelon warblers, and it hurt for a long time."

Ying'er's tone was particularly aggrieved, but it was full of a sense of accomplishment. The young master did what she asked her to do. There is nothing more gratifying than this.

Young Master Liu looked at the dozens of watermelons of different sizes in front of him with a hesitant expression on his face: "It is said that the watermelons in the past were not only not tasty, but also had a strange taste. Although they have been cultivated with pumpkin seedlings, it is really true whether they are delicious or not. Say two."

"Master, the baby doesn't taste good at all, it's colorful like a ghost painting talisman, can it be delicious?"

Young Master Liu pulled Ying'er's braid and shook his head: "You are judging people by their appearance, don't think this thing looks good, but it's absolutely delicious, that's..."

Liu Mingzhi also hesitated a little, since he doesn't know biotechnology, he can't cultivate the genes of watermelon, and he is not sure whether it will taste good or not.

Haikou has already boasted to Yinger, and it would be a shame if it is difficult to swallow.

Ying'er may even have a heart breakdown, forgetting to eat and sleep. The watermelon she takes care of day and night tastes like this, and she will definitely be disappointed.

"Would you like to pick one and try it?" Liu Mingzhi looked at Ying'er and asked hesitantly.

Yinger's eyes lit up: "Try it!"

It's really as Liu Mingzhi thought, Ying'er wants to know more about the taste of the things she grows than herself?

"Okay, young master, let's see if there are any mature ones, try it first and then talk."