Outside the door stood Li Siwen, and there was a middle-aged woman, Li Qinzai's mother, Li Cuishi.

In the past few days after the crossing, Li Qinzai was busy solving the migration crisis and taking revenge on the Zheng family, so he couldn't even care about getting along with his mother.

In my impression, this mother seems to be very gentle, her gestures are very elegant, and her temperament has been cultivated for many years, such as poetry and books, tutoring, self-cultivation, and the environment that has been exposed to her ears and eyes.

Li Qinzai's mother was undoubtedly very successful in cultivating temperament, and almost all the advantages of Chinese women, such as elegance, intellectuality, gentleness, etc., can be found in her.

What makes Li Qinzai wonder is that after marrying such a beautiful, gentle and virtuous mother-in-law, why is his father's temper still so irritable?

This temper is a stab at Shi Qucai, how good it is to go to the West Market to collect protection money, smash the store if you don't agree with each other, there is a huge umbrella behind the anti-crime and evil action, and the proper Chang'an West City carries the handle.

Li Siwen in front of him was furious, but Li Qinzai somehow came up with a strange picture of Li Siwen shirtless, Peppa Pig tattooed on his back, and a machete all over the street to collect protection money.

The picture is too cola, the corners of Li Qinzai's mouth twitched a few times, and because the father in front of him was about to make a big move of fatherly love, Li Qinzai worked hard for a long time before holding back his laughter.

Seeing the strange and convulsive expression on this unscrupulous face, Li Siwen became more and more angry.

"Son! The old man is talking to you, what are you thinking? Li Siwen said and began to look left and right, there is no doubt that he is looking for a weapon to take advantage of.

Li Qinzai's eyelids jumped, and he also began to look left and right, there is no doubt that he was looking for the best route to escape.

Father and son each looked for their own and each found something.

Li Cuishi, the mother on the side, couldn't help it, and reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Li Siwen's waist.

"Can't you talk to your child properly? Do it when you meet, that's how you teach children? Li Cuishi glared at him fiercely.

Li Siwen snorted angrily and stopped.

Only then did Li Qinzai come forward to salute: "The child greets his mother." ”

Li Cuishi smiled happily: "My son is coming, I heard the day before yesterday that my son made a sharp weapon, and even His Majesty praised you, my son is really extraordinary!" ”

Li Qinzai said humbly: "It's a fluke, it's just a fluke......"

squinted his eyes and saw that Li Siwen was still glaring at him with an unhappy face.

Li Qinzai felt that he should teach his father a lesson, which was called "driving the wolf and devouring the tiger".

"The child is too late, and I am ashamed to ...... my mother" Li Qinzai sighed regretfully, and said: "If the father beats the child a few times less, so that the child can focus on his energy, that sharp weapon may have been made a few years earlier, and the child is to blame for being ignorant." ”

Li Siwen was stunned, this shameless kid ......

Li Cuishi was also stunned, and then turned his head and stared at Li Siwen's eyes full of anger.

"I told my husband a long time ago that it is enough to scold the child less, and it is enough to reprimand you for making mistakes, you have to do it! What a smart child, who should have become famous at a young age, and the glorious lintel, was beaten by you to become a late bloomer, all of which were made by the husband! ”

Li Siwen only felt that he couldn't let out a breath of sulk, and his heart was panicked: "Old man, this son ...... it"

Li Cui's phoenix eyes glared, adding a sense of majesty: "You still say!" ”

Li Siwen quickly shut up.

Li Qinzai was slightly surprised, just now he was silently evaluating his wife is gentle and virtuous, now it seems that I am afraid that the evaluation is wrong, where is the old lady gentle, it is clear that there is a tiger in her heart, sniffing the rose.

I feel that the gentle old lady can eat the irritable father steadily.

quietly modified his cognition of the old lady, Li Qinzai was still persuading: "Mother don't blame the father, it's all the children who are not good, the father scolds the child rightly, no matter how hard he attacks the child, the child will not hold a grudge, the child will only feel sorry for the father......"

Li Qinzai immediately lowered his head after speaking, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The in this is so cool to say, it feels like a hidden skill in the body is lit up......

Li Cuishi was moved, turned his head and said angrily to Li Siwen: "Look at our children, how sensible!" Such a sensible and capable child, how can you do it! ”

Li Siwen was so angry that he had nowhere to reason, and he couldn't even find an excuse for beating his son for a while. So he stood next to Li Cuishi without saying a word, but gasped for breath.

Li Cuishi ignored him, suddenly sniffed, and said, "What is the smell of fragrance, what am I doing?" ”

Li Qinzai hurriedly brought Dading and said: "The child made a Ding stew, boiled and stewed for half an hour, the meat was juicy, and the meat was also stewed, it must taste good, and I specially honored my father and mother." ”

Li Cuishi was stunned, then his eyes were red, and he choked up: "Good boy, since you were born, it is the first time to stew meat for your father and mother, I ...... My heart rejoices. ”

Li Siwen, who was angry next to him, was also in a trance for a moment, and when he looked at Li Qinzai again, the anger in his eyes had disappeared, and he turned into a complicated color, quickly turned his head, sniffed hard, and then pretended to be nothing.

"Husband, you and I will try the stew made by the child, but his filial piety, quickly, take the bamboo chopsticks!" Li Cuishi wiped his eyes and smiled.

The meat was stewed so soft and rotten, the bamboo chopsticks were broken as soon as they were clamped, and they were simmered for more than half an hour, and the seasoning had already entered the flavor.

Li Siwen and Li Cuishi each took a piece of meat and stuffed it into their mouths, and then their eyes immediately lit up.

In order to maintain his father's majesty, Li Siwen was still holding the shelf, but Li Cui's was pleasantly surprised: "It's delicious!" It's really delicious! I didn't expect my son to have such a craft! ”

Li Qinzai also smiled: "If the mother likes it, she will often do it for you in the future." ”

"My son is filial, and he is blind to his mother's death." Li Cuishi wiped his eyes and smiled, then touched Li Siwen and said, "Is the stew made by the child delicious?" ”

Li Siwen held the shelf, hummed lightly, and said, "It's okay." ”

Li Cuishi turned his head and said to Li Qinzai: "Your father is afraid that he doesn't like it, it doesn't matter, my son will do it for his mother in the future." ”

Li Siwen was stunned for a moment, and then anxious: "You, why bother, the old man is just a ......"

Li Cuishi ignored him, stretched out his hand and dragged Li Qinzai over, hugged him tightly in his arms, and rubbed his head like a cat, making Li Qinzai's hairstyle a mess.

"My son really has a bit of a late bloomer, he didn't show the mountain dew before, and he slowly saw the talent after twenty, he can make sharp weapons for the country, and he can also make a good stew, what do you look like, when you were born, I felt that you were not a mortal, and today it seems that it has really come true."

was hugged tightly by Li Cui's, Li Qinzai had a smile on his face, but his heart was sour.

The relationship between people is very strange, through the past few days, Li Qinzai's impression of his father has always been neither salty nor light, neither love nor hate, in his consciousness, Li Siwen is just a person who has nothing to do with his own life.

However, when I saw my mother for the second time today, it was as if there was a sense of mother-son connection in the dark. Li Qinzai instantly identified with his mother from the bottom of his heart.

This is the real family affection, there is no need for principles and bottom lines, whether it is right or wrong, the child in her eyes is always the best.

Since the crossing, the lonely heart hidden in the depths of my heart has inexplicably settled down in Li Cui's arms.

It turns out that in this world, I am not alone, behind me, there is a towering tree.

Lest I be displaced, lest I have no branches to rely on.

…………

It's time to make a face mask.

Because of poverty.

A penny forced the heroes to death, and Li Qinzai's current poverty can make about a hundred heroes kill themselves on the spot.

The children of large families usually give pocket money every month, which was called "monthly money" in ancient times, but it was cut off by his father Li Siwen.

It doesn't matter, if you don't give it, you won't give it, I make money myself.

A modern person who has traveled through time, if the Tang Dynasty, where there is nothing to do, can't even make money, it is better to buy a piece of tofu and die of it.

Whether the mask is useful for the skin or not is still a big controversy in modern times.

Most men scoff at it, thinking it's an IQ tax, but most women flock to it, thinking it's an artifact to save their skin.

However, no matter how controversial it is, the sales of various brands of facial masks in the market are only increasing.

That's enough, grasping the women's market will definitely make money, which is supported by data, and the data analysis after a thousand years, the consumption of the men's market is not as good as that of dogs......

It is not difficult to make a mask, with egg whites, pearl powder, ginseng powder, and a few non-irritating herbs that are beneficial to skin healing and repair, and the best lotus root powder is blended into a paste.

Function, acne, freckle, hydration, scar or something, you can blow how you want.

As for the price, is it too much to sell a small bottle of such a skin-saving artifact?

Not too much at all.

Do what you think. Li Qinzai instructed his subordinates to get the materials, closed the door as usual, wrote and drew on the paper, and it didn't take long for a small box of facial masks to be made.

The production process is so simple, and I don't have such a thick skin if I want to pretend to be disgusted.

The mask is ready, but clinical trials are still needed, what if the herbs are not matched correctly and the guest is disfigured?

Opening the door, a maid who did not deserve a name stood timidly in the doorway.

Li Qinzai was stunned: "What are you doing at the door?" ”

The maid said timidly: "Madame ordered, the things made by Wu Shaolang must be amazing, if you want the slave and maid to stand at the door, no one is allowed to disturb you, and outsiders are not allowed to steal Wu Shaolang's secret recipe, this is the Li family's thing, whoever dares to covet it will chop off his hand......"

Li Qinzai's heart warmed, and he smiled: "It's not a great secret. Just right, you come in and try it for me......"

The maid entered the house tremblingly, and as she went, she quickly tied her own belt into a dead knot, and pulled the dead knot even more with all her strength.

The small appearance of the heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman is a little cute.

Li Qinzai pretended not to see it, go back and you can solve this dead settlement and I will lose.