Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

Han Feng walked into the darkroom with an angry look on his face.

The anger on his face disappeared without a trace the moment he saw Luo Yan and others.

His gaze fell steadily on the faces of Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Yan, and he said nothing for a moment, as if he was looking at another person through them.

"father."

Han Qingge's voice instantly brought Han Feng back to his consciousness.

He frowned slightly, "What are you doing here? This is not the place you should be, get out."

"The person in this painting is our mother." Luo Yan said, staring into Han Feng's eyes.

This sentence is not a question. Luo Yan is very sure that the person in the painting is their mother.

"So what? Get out."

Luo Yan opened her mouth and wanted to ask Han Feng something, but when the words came to her lips, nothing came out.

For example, why he hung his mother's paintings in the darkroom.

Are the small objects on the long square table in the darkroom all my mother's things?

For another example, since he has a mother in his heart, why does he still have trouble with Jiang Mansion?

Even though she was full of questions, she couldn't ask them.

Maybe, if she asked, Han Feng wouldn't answer her.

Luo Jiaojiao and others came out of the darkroom.

Han Feng mercilessly issued the eviction order, "The banquet outside is almost over, you should go back."

"Dad!" Han Qingge said hurriedly.

She hasn't entertained Luo Jiaojiao and the others properly yet, how could she let them go back like this?

Luo Yan took Luo Jiaojiao's hand and said, "In that case, let's leave now. We hope to have the opportunity to visit Prime Minister Han next time."

Han Feng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Luo Yan nodded towards Han Qingge, took Luo Jiaojiao's hand and turned to leave.

As soon as they left, Han Qingge had a seizure!

"Dad, what's going on with you? So what if we went into that darkroom? You're still angry because you hid someone else's mother's portrait. Do you think it makes sense?"

Han Feng's eyes widened angrily and he glared at Han Qingge, "Why do I have a daughter like you with her elbows turned outward?"

"You are lucky."

Han Feng was short of breath for a moment.

Even though he was quarreling with scholars in the court, he didn't go home to face Han Qingge to make him angry.

Just when Han Feng was about to wave his sleeves and go back to the room, ignoring Han Qingge.

Han Qingge looked at Han Feng suspiciously and said tentatively, "Dad, there was something wrong with the way you looked at Luo Yan just now."

"Don't you fall in love with Luo Yan? She is still one year younger than me. If you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, I will be the first to disagree."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Han Qingge ignored Han Feng and continued, "But this is normal. After all, you like Luo Yan and their mother, and Luo Yan looks somewhat similar to her mother."

"If you can't get their mother, it makes sense to focus on daughters who look quite similar to their mothers."

Han Qingge was secretly pleased with his wit, while staring at Han Feng in a warning manner.

"Dad, promise me not to be a beast!"

Han Feng closed his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and trembled all over.

Even a normal person would not come up with such ridiculous speculation after looking at his darkroom.

He couldn't bear it anymore and took off his shoes directly in Roufeng Tower.

He threw his shoe at Han Qingge mercilessly, "Get out of here!"

"Dad, are you still being reasonable? I'm talking to you properly, why are you so angry!"

"roll!"

Han Feng continued to refuse to communicate, with a posture of 'If you say one more thing, I will stuff the other shoe into your mouth', which successfully silenced Han Qingge.

After Han Qingge fled, Han Feng picked up his shoes and put them on again.

After his mood calmed down a little, Han Feng straightened his messy clothes and walked into the darkroom again.

Looking at the vivid people in the portrait, Han Feng's eyes were slightly red.

"Rou'er, your two daughters have grown up, and they look a lot like you..."

"Luo Yan has also returned to the capital. His Majesty thinks highly of him and has a bright future. You should be relieved."

……

When Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Yan arrived home, they happened to run into Jiang Zhenbei.

Jiang Zhenbei's face was gloomy, and he rushed in fiercely, seemingly not seeing Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Yan on the side.

The two looked at each other.

Luo Yan frowned, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Luo Jiaojiao spread her hands to express that she was not sure, "I don't know, follow me and have a look."

The two quickly followed.

Jiang Zhenbei rushed into the courtyard with an angry face, looked around, and finally landed on Su Rou.

"Are you doing business in the capital?"

"What do you mean? Do you know that people in the capital don't know about our Heli affairs yet? How do you want them to see me when you open a cloth shop?"

"If you don't know, I thought I was missing you to eat and drink, but the dignified general's wife actually showed up outside!"

Su Rou was stunned by this accusation.

When he came back to his senses, he laughed angrily, "What? Li and I still want to make an announcement all over the capital?"

"Jiang Zhenbei, don't be shameless. In what capacity are you accusing me now?"

Su Rou stood up and walked towards Jiang Zhenbei step by step.

Those affectionate eyebrows were full of disgust at this time.

"Is it the husband or the general?"

"If you are accusing me as a husband, we have been divorced for many years. Why do you use my identity as a husband to restrain me?"

Jiang Zhenbei opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

Su Rou was one step ahead of him, "But if you are in charge of me as a general, then I would like to ask General Jiang, is there any law in our country that prohibits women from doing business? And which law stipulates that generals can control civilian women from doing business?"

"Am I also embarrassing you by being in business?" The old lady of the Jiang family looked at Jiang Zhenbei with a sullen face.

"Mom, please stop making trouble."

"Making trouble? Have you forgotten that you have already reconciled, and now you are making trouble unreasonably?"

Luo Yuan's face didn't look good, "Uncle, we respect you and call you uncle. My sister is also a businessman. Even I can't listen to what you said."

“What’s wrong with women doing business?”

Luo Yuan pointed at Luo Yan, "When we were in Taohua Town, it was my sister who ran a business that supported our family. It was also my sister who opened a restaurant and when there was a food shortage in various places in Jingguo, she never raised prices and saved the residents of the town. .”

"We do business and rely on our own hands to eat. What's wrong with that?"

"Just because they are women, do we have to deny them all their value?"

"My sister has good cooking skills, Luo's Restaurant is booming, and my aunt's cloth shop has many styles and special materials, and is sought after by all women."

"Who on earth stipulates that women can only sew and cook at home? They obviously have to make more concessions than men!"

Luo Jiaojiao was the first to applaud, "Okay! Third brother said it well!"

There was endless applause, and even the maids and servants in the house applauded Luo Yuan.