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Zimu screamed and ran, at this moment, the image of the master was gone! What Mount Tai collapsed and did not change its face, it is all! Zimu at this moment is a stupid old man! The nature is revealed, that speed, Liu Ao came out to look at the yard, there were not many footprints left, and even the light work was used!

Xiao Xia's father is the dead soldier of whose family? According to Zimu, this person has not yet provided for his family, and he is still a bit humane. Secretly training the dead is not a good bird! I don't know, I know, hum, let's do the math!

By the moon gate, the two of them walked here with food boxes and oil umbrellas! It's dinner time! Before you know it, the snow is already a few inches thick! It's getting dark, too!

Two oil lamps were covered with glass. The study suddenly lit up!

"Wu Niang is pregnant, and the two of you will take turns to take care of it in the future!" While eating, Liu Ao instructed the two of them.

"Really? No wonder Wood is so impatient that he personally asked the cook to get food! "Big and small lotus are also happy for Wu Niang! The two of them are now friends and disciples of Wu Niang!

The family is finally going to add people again, Aunt Wang is happy, she always feels that there is a big Liu Mansion here, and there are still too few people! Knowing the news, go over as soon as possible, and pass on the experience as a person who has come over.

The enthusiastic Aunt Wang drove Zimu out, and the words of the women were really embarrassed and not suitable for the men to listen to.

After dinner, Liu Xiaoxia was alone in his small building, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became! Could it be said. Is it really my father who is back? Liu Xiaoxia had no impression of his father, maybe he was young at that time. I heard my mother say that I was three years old. My father had an accident, and a Luoyang trader in Chang'an told my mother.

The courtyard of Beicheng Hutong is my mother's family, and I also have a home, in Dongcheng, my father's home at that time, because my father was alone, he was also avoiding conscription at that time, so he wandered around. My father did a lot of work, messengers, coolies......

After my father's accident, my mother moved back to Beicheng, and I heard that soon after, my father's house caught fire! Burned to ruins!

I remember that two days earlier, when I went out, a person followed me, holding a hairpin in his hand, and asked if he had dropped it. At that time, it was myself and the fourth winter.

The man brought a hat. The voice hated hoarseness, and the hairpin seemed to be a very valuable golden hairpin. When he and Da Dong shook their heads, the eyes of the man hated to look at him! It didn't feel like much at the time, but now I think about it. The man's eyes were wrong, and he was pulled away by the big winter. The man was still standing with his foot swing.

Is he his own father? Why don't you want to be with your mother? So much so that he and his mother almost died!

This night, for the first time. Liu Xiaoxia has insomnia......

Also insomnia is Zimu, the old man who tasted the hope of becoming a father for the first time. was ordered by Aunt Wang not to have sex with Wu Niang again! This thing made a nest for himself overnight, right in the west of the yard.

The joy is beyond words. Turning dozens of hollow heels in the yard in one go. In the end, it's not fun, just hit it one by one, and toss several times in the air in a row! Wu Niangjiao laughed when she saw it. Who would have thought that Zimu, who has always been wooden, would have such a childish side?

The night is dark, and the snowflakes are still falling silently! After settling down and resting Wu Niang, Zimu stood alone under the corridor, sweating excitedly! The main thing is that the new cotton clothes are too warm, and the key is that when it comes to his realm, hardiness is also a matter of cloud work. Wet clothes can be used to dry, not to mention a little cold?

In previous years, that is, adding a few more jackets, this is the first time to wear such a comfortable cotton coat, which is sewn by Wu Niang, according to Liu Ao's words, this is also called a cotton coat? Just a thin layer of cotton, a cotton coat weighs four or five pounds, and his is half lighter.

Anyway, after Liu Ao saw it, he felt that he would freeze to death if he wore that body! Pretty much in the room, with a stove!

Zimu said that the young master would follow a person by himself, and he might not come back in a few days, and Wu Niang expressed his support! After learning that she was really pregnant, Wu Niang was also excited! I don't even dare to do the homework that I usually have to do every day! Usually Wu Niang has to practice on the wooden floor! Today, after getting the news that she was pregnant, she obediently lay in bed early in the morning.

Now in the snowy night, the nursing home of the Liu Mansion still regularly cross-patrols. If they want to be lazy, just release Da Bai and Da Hei! But I also know that this young master will never agree!

Nowadays, the treatment of Dabai and Da Hei is not low, there is a special room, there is heating inside, I don't know how to teach, Da Bai and Da Hei are even fixed. It's all against animal instinct.

Who doesn't know that animals are chassis conscious? Is it by the smell of drowning? People don't! Bathing and washing are as diligent as people. The young master is too, just these government soldiers, they must take a bath regularly! Change clothes, this kind of mandatory strange rule, Mantang is also the Liu Mansion, right?

The heavy snow area covers a wide area, and even Chang'an is involved!

It's late at night, and Li Shimin is still worried. This time the heavy snow was evil, standing in front of the Liangyi Palace, outside the lantern of the dead wind, it was already snowy.

Through the light, I saw that the snow had been falling! The ground is half a foot thick! Li Shimin's worries are not unreasonable! There is nothing wrong with the big families, the people, for the people, it is a disaster!

Although, this year has a bumper harvest. But it's just a little better than in previous years! If such snow, it falls until dawn. A lot of people can't go out, and they don't even have anything to make a fire! Some unstable houses can be crushed by snow.

When such a big snow melts, the river will rise. "No shadow, notify Wuhou, shovel snow overnight! Through the four gates, before dawn, the government is required to count the disaster. ”

"No." Every time Wuying doesn't go to bed until Li Shimin goes to bed, he won't leave Li Shimin's side!

In the courtyard of Chang'an Dongcheng, Dongfang Qiu is still contemplating to sulfur, nitrate, and eggs? On the side, there is a plate of artillery battles, which was obtained from Jiangnan at a high price.

A cannon battle has been put aside, and the cannon powder inside has been revealed! He kept smelling the gunnery powder, while carefully checking and distinguishing the ingredients in the gunner!

He's been studying this for a day, and he still doesn't have a clue! I got up and went to the door, opened the door, and the snow was pouring down.

"Good snow." With a sigh of relief, your hands may feel cold! "Let's go down, let the snow of the nine heavens all come! Even bury the green mountains. ”

Reaching out to undo his mask, he lifted his scarred face into the snow......

Torches began to appear on Chang'an Street, and Wuhou acted! The yacha has acted! Even some officials began to appear on the front lines. In the face of disaster, if you don't behave at this time, when will you behave it?

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )

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