After dinner, Li Fengwu and his son went to the study to talk.

Ye Hui looked at his son's back, and finally couldn't hold it back, his eyes were red, and tears were dripping big.

Zhou Yue'e stroked the bracelet on her wrist and smiled, smiling with tears in her eyes.

Zhang Yousu softly comforted the two sisters, but she also held back her tears.

Dalang has finally returned safely.

Da Lang only saw everyone gathering to eat hot pot, what he couldn't see was to wait for him to return, a few of them looked outside the middle gate for a whole afternoon, and didn't want him to worry, after the sharp-eyed and fast-legged slave ran back to report first, everyone endured the excitement and returned to the yard to eat hot pot.

and pretending not to have his dishes and chopsticks equipped.

I just want to make Dalang feel at ease outside in the future.

After you didn't see Xiangyang and learned that Xiangyang was besieged, Li Laosan didn't smile all day long, sighed all day long, and took the Jiankang Governor's Mansion with heavy gifts......

You don't see how many times Ye Hui was awakened by nightmares at night, and then cried in horror and couldn't sleep all night......

You didn't see that Zhang Yuer had already run back to the west courtyard crying......

In the study.

As soon as he walked into the study, Li Laosan turned around and slapped Li Fengwu in the face.

instantly stunned Li Fengwu!

Ouch, what is the situation, Li Laosan, you have eaten the gall of the ambitious leopard?

Evil was born to the side of the guts, Li Fengwu said angrily: "Li Laosan, you melon-"

Drag to a halt.

Li Laosan's eyes were red, he looked himself up and down, and the male duck's voice was a little choked, "You kid...... You kid...... Yes, yes, the physique is stronger, and the battlefield is really a place to train people...... Mmmm, tell me honestly, such a good opportunity, have you got the call, do you want to take advantage of the two of you to do it in the next few days? ”

Li Laosan tried his best to hide his feelings.

Li Fengwu's heart was warm, but he felt that the slap was also very warm, and he couldn't help but be hypocritical, "The child made his father worried." ”

Li Laosan laughed, but said I am worried about what you do, I am with Xiao Changsheng every day, I am busy, and I don't have time to worry about you...... It's just that those eyes can't be separated from his son.

The two fathers and sons chatted about the current situation.

Knowing that the family's business was not affected much by the war, Li Fengwu was still happy for Li Laosan.

And after Li Laosan learned that Da Lang actually asked the emperor to send twenty inner masters to Xiangyang to protect him to participate in the battle to defend the city, and in the end only two were left to return to Lin'an, he was very worried about whether the official family would be angry because of this.

But he only heard his son snort disdainfully, "For me, the Great Song Xiaofeng, the Jin people have died 30,000 people, how can he Zhao Yan hurt twenty masters in the flesh." ”

Li Laosan became more and more proud, and his eyes grunted, "If you want to reward you when you return to Lin'an's house, you will ask for more of his four treasures of the study or something." ”

Obviously, Li Laosan has tasted the sweetness.

The official family books that Da Lang brought back from Jiankang before made this product a lot of limelight in front of Jiankang Fujia officials.

Li Fengwu was speechless, and still smiled sheepishly: "We are really father and son, I think so too, I heard that the pen and ink inkstone used by the official family are all the best in the world, and those paperweights...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

The two fathers and sons laughed tacitly.

After chatting about some family matters, Li Laosan told Da Lang, "Don't snub Yu'er, wait for you to go and see her." ”

As soon as your kid's tail cocks, I know what you want to do.

Wait a minute, you will definitely go straight to the bank of the Banshui River when you go out from me, I am afraid that it will chill Zhang Yuer's heart.

Li Fengwu pursed his lips disdainfully, "If you want to teach, I'm better at it than you now...... You just wait to hold your grandson, I'm afraid that you and your mother won't be able to hold it then! ”

Li Laosan laughed, but there was sourness in his eyes.

Da Lang, you have lost a child, and your father has lost a grandson, but unfortunately you can never tell Da Lang about this.

Li Fengwu didn't go to see Maitreya at night.

Of course, it was not intended to make Yelu Maitreya sad, but it was a long-term absence to win the newlywed, so he had to brew his emotions first......

If you go to see her first, and then immediately go to the bank of the Banshui River, and then come back to meet her, you always feel that something will be missing...... And wouldn't it be more passionate to let her wait for a moment to see her again?

When I went out, there was a light rain.

The light rain at the end of summer is delicate with a little gentleness and a hint of autumn coolness.

In the brilliant lights, the sky and the earth are like a huge hanging surface.

From the Li Mansion to the Wen Mansion, you must pass through the bank of the Banshui River.

If you want to cross the half-water river, you must pass through the white bridge.

At this time, in this situation, of course Li Fengwu would not bring Li Julu to spoil the scenery.

In fact, Li Julu couldn't leave, and was pulled by Li Bo to talk.

Although the border war has just ended, the Jiankang Night Market is still thriving, but it is not as large as it used to be, there are significantly fewer people on the streets, and there are many fewer night market vendors near Baiqiao.

Coupled with the light rain, there are fewer people.

Compared with the past, it is a bit of a crowd.

Li Fengwu was agitated, and he was finally able to see Qianmo...... Although it has only been three or four months, it always feels like I haven't seen each other for several years.

Walk up the White Bridge.

At the end of the bridge, an emerald green oil-paper umbrella.

There were four or five servants behind the umbrella, and two figures under the umbrella.

The person who had been thinking about it for a long time snuggled up to Wen Cai's under the umbrella, and looked at this side on tiptoe from time to time.

When he saw himself, he froze there.

Li Fengwu's heart was warm, and suddenly there was a kind of small happiness when his husband returned home and his wife leaned on the door to watch.

Gently pass.

First saluted Wen Cai, and then saluted the girl in an emerald blue skirt, "Coincidentally, it turns out that you are also here." ”

The voice landed, and the past hit my heart.

What a coincidence.

So you're here too.

In that year's night market, I was here, waiting for the Yiren.

The second time the two met, the first time they spoke, it was like that.

It's just that tonight I said it myself.

Wen Cai pushed the umbrella to his daughter with a smile and retreated to the distance with the slave.

Wen Qianmo wore long hair and lost the Pisces bun, so he didn't drag it to the ground.

At this moment, looking at the future officials, tears flowed first.

Li Fengwu stretched out his hand.

Wen Cai's cough could be heard in the distance...... Remind the two young couples who are in love with each other, pay attention to etiquette, you two are not married yet.

Wen Qianmo hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand to hold Li Fengwu.

Wiping away the crystal tears, Li Fengwu said softly, "Let the lady worry." ”

Wen Qianmo raised his head, his eyes full of lovesickness.

The slaves are very worried...... If only you knew.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Fengwu still stretched out his hand and took Wen Qianmo into his arms...... I don't know where to start with a thousand words, and at this moment there is only quiet embrace.

The oil-paper umbrella falls to the ground.

Wen Qianmo didn't struggle, he had no secular etiquette in his heart, and let the Li family officials hold him, his little hands pounced on the chest of the Li family officials, and his little face was ironed on his chest, like a gentle and amorous civet cat.

Wen Cai, who was in the distance, suffered from pneumonia.

Coughing non-stop. (To be continued.) )