Datang broom star

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Waking up in the early morning, Jia Pingan lay on the bed, groaning, "Sure enough, there are only exhausted cows and no plowed land."

Seeing the two women going out to wash up, Jia Pingan groaned, "Use the water in the copper pot!"

The water in the copper pot has been sizzling, and it can be regarded as a thousand boiling water, but washing your face is no problem.

Jia Pingan also made a pot stand, and Wei Wushuang asked curiously, "Husband, why did you make this?"

"Cook."

A dish of fried rice with eggs was extraordinarily free and easy. Wei Wushuang and Su Ho were watching over it, as were Jia Yu and Doudou.

The flames danced, illuminating the faces of the whole family.

There are no such good years anymore.

Jia Ping'an thinks that the years are silent, which is probably what it means.

This egg fried rice must be fried with overnight rice, and the eggs are separated, and it is not too sticky.The fried rice is bouncing on the bottom of the pot, which is the beginning.

Jia Pingan suddenly turned the pot, and the egg fried rice turned over in the pot.

"Wow!"

The two children's eyes lit up, they clapped their hands and cheered, "Aye is amazing!"

"That's it!" Jia Ping'an was proud.

Wei Wushuang looked at his complacent husband, and suddenly felt that this is what the so-called happiness looks like.She wished that time could stop at this moment forever and not take away these laughter.

Egg fried rice is delicious, Su Ho ate too much, and he groaned after eating.

"Hurry up and get some dried hawthorn to boil water."

Jia Pingan simply asked people to ask for leave, and took care of Su Ho at home.

After drinking the hawthorn water, Su Ho lay on Jia Pingan's lap and muttered.

"Wu Shuang's mother's family came several times, and each time they asked Wu Shuang when she would have more children. They said that the husband's huge family business needs someone to inherit it, and Da Lang alone is definitely not enough."

"Wu Shuang is very distressed."

What's the trouble, I can have a child anytime I want.

The two women are only in their 20s, what's the rush?

"Husband."

Su Ho raised his head, and suddenly his eyes were charming, which made Jia Ping'an think of Chunfeng involuntarily.

"Husband."

"What's the matter?"

"I want to have a son too!"

Although the two women are on good terms, sometimes they compete in private. If you give birth to a son, I will definitely give birth to a son.

Of course, Jia Pingan can't say that boys and girls are the same, otherwise, not to mention the family members, those outside will say that he is crazy.Sister can kick him to death, and then send someone to find the king of medicine, Sun Simiao, to cure him of hysteria.

I think I have worked hard to practice ruthlessness for many years, plus counting the days, so that I can enjoy the joy of fish and water, but now it seems that I have to pay for it myself.

Jia Pingan nodded.

Then it's a show off.

Jia Pingan asked the blacksmith to build another iron stove, which was carried outside the palace gate.

"Ask some strong ones to carry them in."

Jia Ping'an is in high spirits!

"Mr. Wuyang, what is this?"

Wang Zhongliang was startled.

"It's a good thing, get it to the queen, and make sure it won't be cold in winter."

When Li Zhi got the news, he said calmly: "It's a big talk, don't worry about it."

Jia Pingan brought the iron stove to Auntie, and Wu Mei asked curiously when she saw it, "What is this?"

"Sister, just wait and see."

Jia Ping'an ordered people to start the installation.

The pipe is set up... In order to set up the pipe, Jia Pingan ordered a hole to be opened in the window, and Wu Mei's head was covered with black lines.

Looking at the hole, Shao Peng and Zhou Shanxiang both had an idea.

If Mr. Wuyang can't come up with something good, his ass will suffer.

"ignition!"

Datang broom star

Chapter 769 My Era

Wu Mei looked at Zuo Shu casually, but Changsun Wuji was in her mind.

The emperor had already made up his mind and was just waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

But this is Changsun Wuji after all!

Will the people he represents rebound after the strike?

Will it be...

Zhou Shanxiang stood by the iron stove and watched Jia Pingan light the fire.

Light the firewood, put the coals down after it burns vigorously...