My host is lazy again

Chapter 220 Husband He Is As Beautiful As A Flower 54
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General Liang and his wife did have such thoughts, but they still respect Yun Zhihuai's opinion more, after all they are not sure whether he will accept them or not.

Yun Zhihuai's thought was: "Don't go."

He embraced his daughter-in-law to his side, with a cold expression on his face.

Even if he believed that the people in front of him were really his biological parents, they didn't mean to abandon him back then, but it didn't mean he wanted to live with them.It is enough for him to have a wife, others don't think about it.

Hearing the expected answer, Lin Yinying still couldn't help being disappointed.

But after thinking about it, the son didn't want to go back with them, but they could stay!After getting along for a long time, it is easy to have feelings. Maybe my son will change his mind someday?
This proposal was approved by Liang Mengkang.

The worst he can do is take a long leave from the emperor.

The couple reached an agreement, and then Lin Yinying looked expectantly and anxiously at the teenager sitting by the stove: "Son, can we stay?"

She is the honorable Princess Anle and the general's wife. She has always been pampered and pampered, but now she humbly lowers her posture, just to live in this shabby thatched hut in the backcountry, as a mother, to stay in the house that was hard to find. Come to my son.

Yun Zhihuai originally wanted to refuse, but for some reason it was difficult to speak when the words reached her lips.

He was silent for a while with his calm eyes, and finally he looked down at the little girl beside him, and helped her gather up the cloak with his usual expression, and said, "I listen to my wife."

Luo Jian, who was pulled out to block the conversation, tilted her head with an innocent face.

Lin Yinying's eyes lit up when she heard what he said, and she secretly thought there was something wrong, and asked her good-natured daughter-in-law who seemed to be easy to talk to.

For this, Luo Jian naturally expressed a friendly welcome: "Yes."

Anyway, there are still vacant rooms here. Although there are piles of sundries piled up now, people can still live in them after tidying up. As long as they don't dislike it, they can stay for as long as they want.After all, if they don't return to Beijing, it means that she can temporarily skip the main task.

Oops, it's time for another day.

Holding the teacup in her hand, her wet and soft pupils were filled with rising mist, as if reflecting the hazy mist and rain in the Jiangnan water town, gentle and peaceful.

She agreed, and Yun Zhihuai naturally listened to her.

There is one spare room left in the house, a utility room.

The maid Xiaotao and the attendant Wei Jiang are not husband and wife, and it is inappropriate for the two of them to sleep together, so Mrs. Liang and Xiaotao sleep in one room, and General Liang naturally sleeps with the attendant.

Bringing him to the door of the room, Yun Zhihuai made it clear first, "Clean the room and wash the clothes by yourself. You can eat with us, but please pay for it."

Liang Mengkang frowned.

This kid is really rude, he is worthy of being his own son, very much like his youthful demeanor.

Looking up and down the simple and cold room, after thinking for a while, he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you rich, kid? Why don't you choose a better place to live?"

The young man leaned against the door with his arms folded, and lazily opened his eyelids, "Can't you stay?"

If you can't stay, just leave.

Liang Mengkang rubbed his stubble: "That's not true. I didn't live anywhere when I was marching and fighting. It's just that I feel sorry for your mother."

At this time, Mrs. Liang just came in with a basin of warm water, and was about to start cleaning. Hearing this, she glanced at him and said, "Since your heart hurts, come here and help."

"Okay." He took the basin for her naturally.

It was obvious that the General, who was extremely powerful on the battlefield, was a strict wife.

(End of this chapter)