[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

Part1 returns

"Lord Liuhou, the weather is really nice today, I want to go out and play."

The person in front of him looked at him expectantly, he smiled slightly, then put down the scroll in his hand, and whispered, "Okay."

"you are the best!"

"Ah Zhen, then..."

He still wanted to say something, but Ji Zhen had already disappeared in a flash.

He shook his head helplessly, and his eyes slowly fell on a painting hanging on the wall.

Originally, the painting said, "I can't ask for it, I'm thinking about it. You are leisurely, tossing and turning." Later, Buji personally changed the words on the painting, and changed it to "Peach's yaoyao, scorching its brilliance. Son of Yugui, Yiqi's family", he also understood that the relationship between him and Ah Zhen finally got undoubted support.

Undoubtedly he has grown up, perhaps because of the influence of Han Xin's incident, he would rather be a ranger than an official in the court, so he often wanders outside and rarely returns home.

Thinking about this, Zhang Liang suddenly heard a noisy sound outside. He went out and saw two figures, one big and one small, bathed in the golden sunlight.

"Brother, you are finally back!" Pi Qiang, who was wearing red clothes, hugged the thigh of the young man in green, with a look of grief and sadness, "Brother, how can you leave me alone! Let this vicious couple Torture me alone! You are too bad!"

The young man in green had no expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. As soon as he lifted his foot, the doll in red swiftly moved away, and at the end he raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Xiao Buyi, your movements are too slow."

The green-clothed boy ignored Pijiang's sarcasm, but nodded to Zhang Liang: "Father."

"came back?"

"Ah."

"..."

Many years have passed, but Zhang Liang feels that the communication with his eldest son is pitiful.Buji's temperament is relatively cold. He was very noisy when he was young, but he became more and more silent when he grew up.

On the other hand, the youngest son, Zhang Biqiang, has no leisure time. He is always jumping up and down in front of him, and often tricks him behind his back. Rumors such as "Master Liuhou eats five bowls of rice at a meal and groans while drinking soup", "Master Liuhou will run around naked in his courtyard in the middle of the night, he is almost blind" and other rumors.However, Zhang Piqiang's fate usually would not be very good, either he would be scolded by Ji Zhen, or he would be sent to Fu Nian for a good discipline, and he would be stable for a long time after he came back.

"No doubt." Ji Zhen ran out of the room sweating profusely while holding a large package. Seeing her son who hadn't seen him for many days, she hurriedly dropped the package in her hand and rushed over.

"Ah Zhen, calm down." The corners of Busu's lips raised a big arc, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Ji Zhen's forehead, his heart was full of joy.

Ji Zhen narrowed her eyes and said, "What did you call me just now? Are you asking for a beating?"

"Fight, fight!" Pi Qiang jumped over, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and said, "If you don't show this kid some color, he won't even know who gave birth to him."

"... Zhang Biqiang." Zhang Liang frowned, "Go down."

"Damn Zhang San, I'm so biased~" Zhang Piqiang muttered, and stepped aside.

"Ah Zhen, if you come back today, why don't we go to an inn—"

Zhang Liang hadn't finished speaking, Zhang Piqiang rushed to talk: "Scratch a meal!"

Zhang Liang glanced at the excited Zhang Biqiang, and said calmly: "Brother Sect Master is going to check your homework today, how much did you write?"

"..." Zhang Piqiang fell silent, and said after a while, "Today is a good day, don't keep mentioning those spoilers, I beg you."

"Ah Liang, just take him with you." Ji Zhen shrugged, "If he dares to die again, tell him from door to door that he has a crush on Gongsun Linglong's daughter."

When Zhang Biqiang heard this, he instantly exploded, trembling with anger: "Who has a crush on Ding Maoxiang, don't spread rumors here, and destroy my innocence!"

"Then when did your father eat five bowls of rice at a meal, groan while drinking soup, and run around naked in his yard in the middle of the night? Why do you want to slander him everywhere?" Ji Zhen angrily said, "I really want to Shoot you to death!"

"... Sigh." Zhang Piqiang sighed, "You husband and wife are of the same heart. I am young, so I can't tell you, and my elder brother doesn't love me, so you can bully me as you like. Chinese cabbage is yellow in the ground. I don't love my mother, I don't love my mother, there is old Fu Nian bullying me at the top, and Ding Maoxiang at the bottom, it's miserable."

"..."

The three of them were speechless for a moment, and finally Zhang Liang regained his composure and said, "Ah Zhen, no doubt, let's go, leave him alone."

Part2 Vocal

Today's Youjian Inn is also very lively.

"Xiaobai, you come to eat too." Zhang Piqiang saw that Yan Lu and Baifeng were sitting at the next table, and immediately became fascinated, and flew to Baifeng's side.

Bai Feng raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "What did you call me?"

"Xiao Xiaobai, you are so good~" Zhang Piqiang smiled and pressed Zhongli, who was drinking soup, into the soup bowl, and said innocently, "I'm sorry, my hands are a bit strong."

Zhong Li was choked with soup all over his face, Yan Lu hurriedly handed him a handkerchief, Zhang Piqiang looked at it with satisfaction, and Busu picked him up from behind.

Buzhi nodded to Zhongli, and said, "I'm sorry, my brother is too young to be beaten."

"Then beat up more." Bai Feng said coldly.

"Little Jie, are you okay?" Yan Lu asked.

"I'm fine." Zhong Li smiled innocently, his docile look reminded him of General Zhong Limei who treated him very well in Chu Ying back then.

Zhong Limei's face has faded, and no matter how much he thinks about that face, he can't remember it anymore.

...Long Qi is the same.

Undoubtedly, he only remembered that Long Qi's clothes, hair, eyes and even eyebrows were all red. He hadn't seen that hot and dazzling red for many years.

Buji took Zhang Piqiang back to his seat, Zhang Liang pushed a bowl of tea to him, but Zhang Piqiang took it first and drank it: "Good tea."

Seeing Zhang Pijiang's death-defying expression, and Ji Zhen and Zhang Liang's pampering expressions even though they blamed him, he was a little lost.He said he was going on a long trip, Zhang Liang never kept him, but if Pi Qiang didn't go home for one night, he would be punished.Every time Ji Zhen beat Pi Qiang, it was always thunderous and rainy, and he was not willing to really beat him at all.

This younger brother was born in peaceful times, and his birth was a proof of the true union of his parents.

They are more like a family.

As for himself, it was just an accident.

"Hello, these are two roasted pig's trotters from Mr. Liuhou." A pretty little girl ran over excitedly carrying a plate, "My father said to give two big ones."

"We didn't order pig's trotters." Ji Zhen wondered, "Mao Xiang, did you make a mistake?"

"My father heard that Mr. Liuhou likes to eat roasted pig's trotters, but he was too embarrassed to order them, so he sent me to deliver them. These two are just for free, not considered money."

"... Zhang Piqiang!" Ji Zhen grabbed Zhang Pijiang who was about to run away, and asked viciously, "How many bad things about your father have you spread outside?"

"...not too much." Zhang Piqiang swallowed, and smiled obsequiously, "It's all trivial things, why should you care about them?"

"Frankness is stricter, resistance is stricter!"

"...Okay, not much actually, do you really want to listen?"

"Say!"

"That's when he farts loudly in the shower."

"and also?"

"He picks his feet while reading."

"..."

"I also said that he accidentally fell into the cesspit the day before yesterday..." Zhang Piqiang watched as Zhang Liang and Ji Zhen's faces became darker and darker, and their voice gradually became quieter.

"Brother, help!" Zhang Piqiang saw that the situation was not good, and quickly hugged Buyi's thigh, "It's broken, they are going to kill their relatives righteously."

Ji Zhen took Pi Qiang aside to "educate", and his unsuspecting ears finally calmed down.

"No doubt."

"What's the matter with father?"

"You are sixteen this year."

"Yes."

"...Do you have a favorite girl?"

"When did father gossip like this?" Busu raised his head and glanced at Zhang Liang, and said calmly, "Not at all."

16 is old.

At the age of 16, Zhang Liang remembered that it was a cloudless day when he went home from Shengxian Village to visit his relatives.

Just like the 16-year-old Buyi, on a sunny day like today, he came back from the dust.

Part3 old friend

Mulberry Beach.

Ji Zhen accompanied Pi Qiang to the store to buy new cloth, while Zhang Liang and Buyi waited outside.

People come and go on the street.

A man, dressed in rags, brushed past them.

Like many years ago.

He stopped and said softly, "Han Xin."

The man also stopped in his tracks, and his voice was cold: "What's the matter?"

"How have you been?"

"very good."

Zhang Liang was speechless.

Han Xin turned his head, with a rare vicissitudes on his face, he didn't look at Zhang Liang, his eyes fell directly on Buyi.

"The boy has grown up." Han Xin murmured, and then, as if remembering something, he rummaged through the old package and took out something.

"Since you have grown up, this should be returned to the original owner."

Han Xin threw the thing in his hand to Busu, and Busu reached out to catch it.

That was Long Qi's forehead protector.

"No doubt, you have to remember, you must make mother happy."

"Yes, Daddy, I will definitely remember."

——Because I remember, I finally compromised.

Putting his unsuspecting hand on the forehead, there were thousands of words in his heart, but in the end it was only a sigh.

Han Xin turned around, wanting to leave.

"Han Xin."

"What else is there for Master Liuhou?"

"..."

"If Master Liuhou is fine, please allow the Caomin to leave first."

"……it is good."

There is a gulf between them.

He does feel sorry for him.

"I miss the time when I was renovating the book of war with you."

Han Xin continued to walk forward, his voice sounded like a sigh.

"Master Liuhou, please remember."

gradually.

drifting away.

It was not different from when he first arrived in Songhai, but the sword was no longer on his back.

When Ji Zhen and Pi Qiang came out of the store, Han Xin had already gone far.

Seeing Zhang Liang's serious face, Ji Zhen asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Zhang Liang put on a shallow smile and said, "Buy it?"

"Well, there is a style you like. I will go back and make you a new dress."

"Thank you, Zhen." Zhang Liang took the cloth from Ji Zhen and said softly, "Let's go home."

Part4 father and son

At night, the small courtyard of the Zhang Mansion.

There was a cool wind blowing by the ears, and the slender figure of the young man became clearer.

"you are leaving."

Not asking questions, just stating a fact.

The boy nodded, stepped forward, and handed him the scroll in his hand.

"Father, it was your birthday last month." The boy paused and continued, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Zhang Liang smiled, "You still remember to bring me a gift."

Undoubtedly, he was a little dazed, the weather-beaten man in front of him, who was no longer young, was his father.

He once crazily rejected and even hated this father, and finally accepted it slowly as time went by.

A lot was missed between them too.

"Pi Qiang has grown up too." Busu casually said, "Just a bit like a girl."

"..." Zhang Liang was at a loss for words. Pi Qiang was raised as a girl, so his behavior and habits were spoiled. He and Ji Zhen usually turn a blind eye, only when they really can't stand it. Only then will I pretend to be disciplined.Most of the time, he is willing to send Pi Qiang to Fu Nian.

Without a doubt, Zhang Liang could understand that when Pi Qiang was born, Ji Zhen was already old, and Zhang Liang fed her so well that she was overnourished, causing severe dystocia.

For a long time, I have left Hou Zhuo once.

Zhang Liang's eyes turned red when he saw the bloody sheets under Ji Zhen's body. Fortunately, with the last emperor's blood grass left by Han Xin in advance, Ji Zhen was saved.

Zhang Liang was unwilling to let Ji Zhen have a third child, but Ji Zhen was very resentful about not having a daughter, so Zhang Liang simply raised Pi Qiang as a girl. Women's clothing is also a joy, and it can be regarded as making up for the regret that the two have no daughter.

"Let's go this time, when will you come back next time?"

Just as Buji was about to leave, Zhang Liang asked suddenly.

In the past when he left, Zhang Liang never asked.

He lowered his eyes in no doubt, but the corners of his lips slightly raised.

With his back to Zhang Liang, he said, "... soon."

Part5 why do you want

When Zhang Liang returned to the house, Ji Zhen was sewing clothes under the dim oil lamp.

Her speed has always been very fast. She just bought the cloth in the evening, and by this time she had already cut it and started sewing.

Zhang Liang was quite emotional.

Back then, she couldn't even embroider a handkerchief well, and had to redo a pair of shoes many times. At this time, she was so skillful in making clothes for him.

When Ji Zhen was by Zheng Yin's side, he was fed something. After many years, his appearance has hardly changed, but he has gone through a lot of vicissitudes, and he is often regarded as an old man and young wife.

Zhang Liang felt frustrated for the first time in his life.

"No doubt left?" Ji Zhen raised his head and asked.

"Hmm." He nodded.

"This bastard, he runs out all day long, and he just left when he came back." Ji Zhen put down the work in his hands, and said with his cheeks on his hands, "If Zhang Piqiang dares to do that, I will break his legs." Zhang Piqiang, who was eavesdropping in the corner, immediately greeted Ji Zhen and Zhang Liang's eighteen generations of ancestors.)

"No doubt is very stable, don't worry."

"I know, but I still hope he can stay with us."

Zhang Liang comforted him: "I don't doubt that I will be back soon this time."

"Really?"

"No doubt you won't lie."

Ji Zhen was satisfied immediately, and said triumphantly: "I also measured the size for no doubt, you father and son can make clothes of the same style... As for Zhang Piqiang, just make a handkerchief and pass it away casually." Zhang Piqiang in the corner suddenly became furious.)

"Everything is up to Madam." (Zhang Piqiang: Die Zhang San, you wife!)

Zhang Liang changed the partition of the room to make tea and warm wine.

Over the years, his and Ji Zhen's interests have been completely opposite. He fell in love with drinking, but Ji Zhen only drinks tea.

He made the tea and warmed the wine.

"Ah Zhen, drink tea."

"Master Liuhou is really virtuous." Ji Zhen took the tea and teased with winking eyes.

"...Ah Zhen." Zhang Liang sighed helplessly, can the word virtuous be used indiscriminately? "Don't learn from that kid Pijiang."

"Don't confuse me with him!" Ji Zhen was also very troubled by Zhang Piqiang's death, the degree of this kid's death has long surpassed her back then. "This kid really deserves a beating. As his father, why don't you teach him a lesson?"

"Didn't you send him to be educated by the brother in charge?" Regarding his son, Zhang Liang was still a bit defensive, and Zhang Piqiang hadn't really stepped into his minefield yet. "It's fine for children to be punished once in a while."

"Forget it, you still don't want to punish him." Ji Zhen pouted her mouth and drank a bowl of tea.

The bright moon is in the sky, and my beautiful wife is in my arms.

Zhang Liang drank half of the pot of wine and was already drunk.

"Ah Zhen, I think..."

Of course Ji Zhen understood what he wanted to do.

The two have reached such a tacit understanding that they only need to look at each other, and they will know what to do next.

Enjoy the beautiful scenery on a good day.

It's just that something happened this time. With a scream, a figure slammed open the door and fell in.

"Father, there is a snake in the corner! Help! I didn't find it after squatting for a long time~"

Zhang Piqiang finally stepped on Zhang Liang's minefield.

"Zhang Biqiang!"

"...the little one is here." Zhang Piqiang's small body trembled, and he crawled towards the door.

He had never seen Zhang Liang look so angry, so he felt a little guilty: "Father, I was just passing by, please let me go, I will never dare again, I am really passing by...Dad, put your clothes on first." Put it on."

"From now on, go and sweep the street in front of the door for me. If you don't sweep the whole street, you will be punished tomorrow." Zhang Liang picked up Zhang Biqiang, threw it out mercilessly, and then closed the door firmly. Door.

"It's midnight now! I still need to sleep! A child who lacks sleep will not grow taller!" Zhang Piqiang's ghostly crying and wolf howling sounded outside, "It's such a big street, it's impossible to sweep it all!"

Ji Zhen poked his head out from under the quilt, stroked his forehead and said, "That street is very long, you really let him—"

"I haven't punished him to sweep all the streets of Songhai!"

"...Pfft—Xiao Liangliang, you look so cute when you're angry." Ji Zhen said with her arms around her.

"Is there?" The praise received from Ji Zhen these years has become less and less, Mr. Liuhou inevitably felt a little sore, and lamented, "I am old." When I am old, you don't praise me so much, Ah Zhen Please comfort me.

Ji Zhen said smoothly: "You are old, look at your eyes, there is another wrinkle."

"You—" The comfort that Zhang Liang was expecting did not come, but the oncoming shock, "Do you despise me?"

"A little bit." He nodded honestly.

"..." I couldn't calm down anymore.

"I miss you very much when you were young, but now you are really... old, tsk tsk."

"Nostalgia is useless, neither is disgust." Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows and said, "If you are married, you are married, and you can't go back on your regrets."

"...Joking and joking, how can you dislike it? How can you be willing to dislike it?" Ji Zhen put his arms around Zhang Liang's waist and said softly, "You have Liang in your arms, what do you really want?"

what to ask.

His eyes trembled slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I don't like to be interrupted, no matter who... what should be done must be done."

The next morning, the sky was very bright.

Zhang Piqiang dragged a broom and wandered around the street. When he saw garbage at the door of someone's house, he would pick it up and throw the garbage into the yard. If there was dust, he would sweep it directly into the yard. Already drowsy.

Finally, he stopped at an intersection.

Not far from the opposite side, stood a tall and straight young man in green clothes, dragging large and small bags behind him.

"Xiao Buyi?... Oh no, it's the elder brother." He dropped the broom in his hand and ran towards the man quickly.

It turns out that the eldest brother said very quickly, referring to the next day.

"Big brother!"

……Welcome home.