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Mrs. Ye Fu believes in Buddhism very much. This can be seen from the fact that she is determined to raise her "daughter" to be a lady because of a quack magician's nonsense that her fetus has "Phoenix Qi"...

19 years ago...

"Ma'am, Monk, I see your benevolent eyebrows and blissful face. The bridge of your nose is hooked to the king of hell. Your husband is loyal and virtuous. You have fair skin and beautiful legs. You are really rich and powerful..."

"Hey, where is the stinky monk pretending to be a Taoist priest, dare to speak foul words to my wife?" Wen Po, who was standing behind Mrs. Ye with a big belly, stood up and cursed.

"Don't be angry with a stable woman," the pregnant Ye Fujun persuaded, "Why don't you ask Master to count the child in my belly?"

Mrs. Ye was going to the street to buy clothes for her soon-to-be-born child. A tattered Taoist priest insisted on telling her fortune. Hearing his witty and uninhibited words, Ye Fujun also found it novel.

"Ma'am, such charlatans cannot be trusted"

"Hey you strong woman, I'm going to tell my wife's fortune today. I'm not only going to tell my wife's fortune, but I'm also going to tell your fortune. Don't stop me from talking to anyone."

"Do you think I want to talk to you?"

"You, you, you, listen to me! Other fortune tellers take the horoscope of birth and follow the script. That's bullshit. I can tell you the date of birth of this child right now. It will be born on the thirteenth day of the next month. You just need to check it. In time, I will know whether my calculations are accurate! Hmph" Then he turned his head to Ye Jun and said politely: "The belly of Ma'am is round and beautiful, and she has a little phoenix spirit. She must be a man of destiny who is loved by thousands of people." "

"Ah! Phoenix Qi" Mrs. Ye Fu exclaimed in amazement. Now Po Wen was in shock, and repeated the horoscope several times in her heart.

"Master, as you said, this concubine will definitely train her well, and she will shine for the Ye family, thank you, master."

The young and beautiful Mrs. Ye devoutly gave a heavy purse to the Taoist priest, and she had already begun to think in her heart that her child was a clever daughter, and she must be a lady of every family.

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk." Master Yunliu nodded with a smile, then turned to Wen Po and moaned dissatisfiedly: "And you, hmph!"

Wen Po, who was named, couldn't help but blush

"You can't find a husband and son-in-law until you are 30 years old." Wen Po was surprised, she was 29 years old, and she was indeed unmarried, so she asked as thin as a mosquito: "What about after 30 years old?"

"You get used to it hahahahahahahaha"

"??? Shall I fucking punch you?"

Master Yunliu happily took the money and ran away, his wretched appearance did not have the spirit of immortality before

In fact, Mrs. Ye did meet an eminent monk, Master Yunliu, who is unrestrained, but can see the world's affairs as one's life, a thousand cups are hard to get drunk, and likes to eat and drink, but he upholds "I am a master, I should learn to eat and drink" Whoring and gambling, rather than suffering from the world of mortals", eating and drinking all day long, and being deceived by fortune-telling and divination in spare time

He was originally a Taoist priest, but because he was too lazy to wash his hair, he shaved his head and pretended to be a monk. According to his thinking, "Some people don't see their hair even if they wash their hair, and some people don't want to see them even if they don't wash their hair."

"Pinch your fingers and count, I heard that Junfang's wine is the most intoxicating today." I pinched my fingers as if there was something serious, "Eh...why is that young master's fate, although expensive, is a bit strange, and the fluctuation range of his fate is different. And I can't figure out who the husband-in-law of that woman is... Forget it, I didn't care about the affairs of the family when I was alive, and I wasted every day." He shook off the skirt that was bitten by a dog before and left

On the thirteenth day of the eighth month...

"Ma'am, work harder, lift your feet and pant hard"

"Jun'er, come on, I'm here to woo woo woo"

"Nimma, I will never have a second child!!!"

"Wow..." finally came out reluctantly

"Patriarch," Mrs. Wen handed the wrapped cloth to Father Ye, who threw the things out and squatted beside his wife with tears in his eyes to comfort her: "You have worked hard."

"Hahaha, it's okay, with my physical strength, I can still do a dozen... By the way, where is my daughter?"

Baby crying with head tilted at the foot of the bed

Old Man Ye was furious: "Who threw Miss under the bed!"

Servant: ...Master's head is stuck again

"Ah!!!" After taking over the child, Mrs. Ye made a more painful sound than before giving birth. The delivery process went smoothly and the fetus was healthy, but she found that her "daughter" was actually carrying a handle!The one with the handle... the handle... the handle...

"Put it back, put it back and be born again, help me up, I can still live"

After another month, Mrs. Ye's thoughts calmed down and she figured it out. She said to Master Ye: "Yan Qing, the eminent monk said that our child is going to marry a high-ranking official, but it is a boy. Although children and grandchildren have their own blessings." , but when I think about how we are going to marry and be a wife, I... have a lot of imagination, as the saying goes: whoever warms his hands and wears red makeup, except that Wushan is not a cloud, but the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and the king will not go to court early... exciting!" Reach out and cover your nosebleed

Master Ye: ...I haven't had sex with my wife for too long

Maid: Madam, Madam is blindly studying the joy of hugging when she is in confinement. The first love is as deep as the sea. From then on, morality is a passerby

Master Ye said to the servant girl: "Sang Yu, throw away Madam's booklet and replace it with needlework so Madam can make shoes for me."

Mrs. Ye: "If you don't play with me like this, how will I know how to develop and cultivate a small potential stock if I don't study the booklet?"

Master Ye: "The words of the eminent monk may not be true. Our children may also have wives and concubines. We just need to let him develop like other sons."

Mrs. Ye: "It's true. I heard a lot of fortune-telling when I was young."

Master Ye: ...Ma'am, aren't you a lady...I feel like I've fallen into a trap...

Mrs. Ye: "Anyway! From now on, the child's education will be given to the concubine, and the mother will be obliged to lay the foundation for his future life!"

The young master in his arms burst into tears instantly, maybe he couldn't accept this result...

Mrs. Ye: "In the future, our child will be bitter before sweet. I hope he can treat everything with peace of mind. Let's name him Yixiao."

Master Ye: "I think it would be better to use Yaozu, Zhibo, modest table, etiquette and so on? After all, the ancestors of our Ye family were scholars, and later turned to business, but they still have a literati atmosphere..."

Mrs. Ye's secret technique - pouting to kill

According to legend, this trick invented by Mrs. Ye's family can passively reduce all damage. As the so-called Wen Neng sprays teammates in full screen, Wu Neng jumps towers to grab heads, the background around the body is shining, twinkling little stars

"It's all up to you" Mr. Ye couldn't refuse, there was no way but this kind of setting

When Ye Yixiao was nine months old, the room

"My son, call me mother..."

"Cool...clear~" Ye Yixiao blinked his big eyes and grinned.

"Hey, Xiaoxiao is so cute, call him father"

"Huqing~"

"That...is called Husband"

"..."

Mrs. Ye persisted: "Call me husband, husband~jun~"

"I heard it for my husband." Master Ye stepped over the threshold and rushed to the scene of the disaster, restoring Ye Yixiao's masculine self-esteem (if there are older children)

When Ye Yixiao catches Zhou Shi, the garden

The soft cloth is filled with all kinds of...um...women's accessories, there are only a few normal paper and pen books, ingots and jade pendants, but the probability of catching them is less than 5.00%, because all kinds of rouge, hairpins, needlework and satin are crowded together, three to five Appear in groups

Mrs. Ye: "Okay, let's start!" Then put Ye Yixiao in the middle of the cloth

Ye Yixiao had a look of lovelessness on his face, and then reluctantly began to squirm...

"Wait!" Father Ye's deep voice came

The two servants quickly stepped forward and quickly placed all kinds of bows and arrows on the cloth, the law of poetry and poetry, even the last position was occupied with a smile

Dear audience, audience, we can clearly see from the scene that the cloth with Ye Yixiao as the center is covered with two layers of supplies. The style is gentle and pleasant

So what choice will our protagonist make?

"Wow..." I stopped scratching and fell!

Fu Jun's eyes were breathing fire: "Didn't you swim the lake with your friends!"

Ye Yanqing stood with her hands behind her back: "Jun'er explained to me that the genius caught Zhou."

Bang bang bang, Mrs. Ye's head was on fire three times, her cheeks were like the rosy clouds in the sky, Master Ye's heart skipped a beat: It feels good to tease her like this...but her face hurts a little... .

When Ye Yixiao was five years old, Master Ye’s mansion hired a first teacher

At this time, the outline of Yixiao's face has gradually become clear. It looks more like a mother and is very delicate. It may be that her mother yearns for him to look more attractive.

Mrs. Ye specifically told her husband not to bring books, the house will prepare them, which is a common thing

It's just that the husband looks confused every day when the wife puts the female ring on him without leaving a trace, and occasionally brings some bank notes and small notes

Can't help touching his goatee: "Could it be that I'm still valiant and heroic, or that my wife fell in love with my talent?"

It's just that the height of the magic is one foot high, and Master Ye quickly saw through those little tricks, just like seeing through Mrs. Ye's corset, so he removed the women's ring to hide the skin early on, and changed the content to "On what a man should do." How to cultivate one's self, regulate one's family, rule the country and the world"...

Mister: mdzz... I understand, childish and superficial, do you think the old man will tell the young master this?The gentleman silently took out the album from his sleeve, "Come on, young master, let's take a look at the top ten most beautiful men in a hundred miles around."

Ye Yixiao: "..."

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