"I really can't tell that dad is so cool." Gong Yueyue smiled and shook her head, feeling that her whole outlook was ruined.
Mrs. Liu looked at her and said with joy: "My mother was only a teenager at the time, and she was arrogant. I knew that he was not happy to marry me, and I was not happy to marry him at all. But after we were forced to come together to worship, he was right
I'm not bad, especially after giving birth to Zhao'er. So, everything before marriage is fake. Whether a man has a sense of responsibility and whether he is a good man depends on what he does after marriage."
"Dad must have been very handsome when he was young, right? Otherwise, how could he be worthy of a beauty like my mother?" Although Zhao Changyuan looks like his father, in fact, he is three points more handsome than his father. This extra three points
, naturally she inherited Liu's appearance. Therefore, Gong Yueyue is not talking nonsense, Liu is indeed quite beautiful.
"Ghost girl, you have a smooth tongue." Everyone is happy to be praised for their beauty, and Mrs. Liu is no exception. She scolded her daughter-in-law for being immoral, but with an unconcealable smile on her face: "Zhao'er looks like now.
, just like your father when he was young. But your father is slimmer than Zhao'er and not as strong as him. Zhao'er's size is similar to that of my mother's family, and they can eat and grow."
"It's obvious that I can't get fat by eating hard... Hey, it would be great if I could be like him, wearing clothes to look thin and undressing to look fat." When mentioning Zhao Changyuan's figure, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but feel happy in her mind.
After refilling it, it almost overflowed with fragrance.
Mrs. Liu was amused by her unspoken words: "What...dressing, undressing..."
She was immediately surprised to realize that she was too short-tongued, and laughed playfully: "Oh, it's nothing. Hehe..."
Mr. Liu smiled and rolled his eyes at her, then started to work on his own.
After a while, she felt bored and started harassing her mother-in-law again: "Mother..."
"What are you asking again?"
"That Yang Yiyi...does she like my husband-in-law very much?" When she mentions Yang Yiyi now, it's not because she's jealous. It's because she misses Zhao Changyuan recently and has nowhere to vent, so she almost goes crazy to collect everything about him. From childhood to adulthood
; good or bad; glorious, embarrassing... she wants to know. Just like a fan who is obsessed with an idol, she refuses to let go of any corner of the idol.
"Yiyi...that girl has been clinging to Zhao'er since she was a child. She can't take her eyes off him for a moment." Speaking of the poor little girl, Mrs. Liu sighed with regret. "But Zhao'er, a brat, has been with Zhao'er since he was a child.
I don’t pay much attention to others. But when it comes to you, it’s the other way around.”
Gong Yueyue blushed and denied: "No way, actually I am clinging to him and he doesn't care about me."
Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes at her: "Editor, who doesn't know that you are his eyeball, and he can make trouble for a long time when others blow his breath." For this reason, even a mother like her can't help but feel a little jealous.
The mother-in-law's expression was immediately caught in Gong Yueyue's eyes, and she immediately threw a sugar-coated cannonball at her with a smile: "Mom is also my father's eyeball. I have seen it in private, holding it in my hand and cherishing it."
When Ms. Liu heard what she said, she immediately blushed and threw a pair of Zhao Changyuan's pants over, just covering her head: "Oh, you damn girl, you're always talking nonsense..."
The laughter of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was heard by Zhao Xiong who happened to be passing by. He looked at the bright moon and stars, hoping that the moonlight would convey his thoughts to the people who could not get together: "Zhao'er, this family is missing you.
"
What Fang Zhiwen can repay to the Zhao family is to be willing to work hard to interpret Zhao Changyuan, although for him, this is simply the biggest test of his life so far.
A commoner with a flat head and no special skills wants to impersonate General Zuo Wei, who was very popular at that time. Regardless of how dangerous it is, first of all, the technical aspect is the most difficult hurdle.
In terms of appearance, with the on-site guidance of Gong Yueyue and Liu, the disguise artist can be said to have maximized the similarities between Fang Zhiwen and Zhao Changyuan. If he were not someone who was extremely close to Zhao Changyuan on weekdays, he would never be able to tell it from his face.
There is no doubt that Zhao Changyuan is much taller than Fang Zhiwen after all. For this reason, Gong Yueyue specially found someone to make several pairs of height-increasing insoles for Fang Zhiwen to wear, which visually raised him by six to seven centimeters.
In addition, Fang Zhiwen is a relatively thin type among men. He can be said to be very thin when dressed, but loses weight when undressed... In order to make himself look stronger, even though it has already entered early summer, he still wears several layers of clothes.
.Every day at noon, I was so hot that I was sweating profusely, and at night, I was smelly of sweat.
Gong Yueyue knew that this was not a solution. If he continued to do this in the dog days of summer, he would either die of heatstroke or someone else would be smoked to death. The only option was to perform the treatment on him while there was still some time before he could wear undress.
The feeding method was a spoon-feeding method. Four or five meals a day, with large fish and meat for each meal. As a result, in just one month, he succeeded in adding more than 20 kilograms of fat to his body. His face was originally sharp.
Unconsciously, I have a double chin...
Now Gong Yueyue refused even more. Their pretty girl obviously had a standard model figure, with a streamlined chest and abdominal muscles, which had nothing to do with Fang Zhiwen's current fat body. So she did aerobic fitness for an hour every night.
It became Fang Zhiwen’s homework again.
He didn't have that much patience and perseverance. Every time he lay on the ground like a dead dog and refused to move, Gong Yueyue would whisper in his ear: "You are so fat now, Wonton Girl doesn't want you anymore!" word for word.
, shot into his body like a shot in the arm, forcing him to get up again and continue fighting...
Gong Yueyue and Liu took care of all the work on the appearance and body shape. But the general also had to go out to work, right? The problem came again.
Not only was Zhao Changyuan proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he was also familiar with the classics and was familiar with Confucius and Mencius. His beautiful regular script was written with ease. At that time, his cultural level was equivalent to a first-class bachelor's degree graduate.
But Fang Zhiwen’s family was too difficult. Not to mention studying, he couldn’t read dozens of Chinese characters. In modern times, he could only read at the level of the third grade of elementary school.
When they arrived at the military camp, people like Zhao Liang and Ge Xiaoqing presented him with a half-depicted topographic map for corrections; they showed him the documents sent by the court to review; and they asked him to write and stamp a letter to someone... This
The situation is like asking a primary school dropout to take the postgraduate entrance examination for an undergraduate, sometimes leaving him speechless and asking the sky.
One night, he was really under too much pressure. In front of Gong Yueyue, his eyes were so anxious that his eyes were red: "Madam, what should I do? I can't do it at all, I'm going to die of anxiety!"
Gong Yueyue also knew that it was really difficult for him. "Isn't Pan Jingyuan always by your side?"
"But if there were others around, he wouldn't have the chance to intervene..." Zhao Liang, Ge Xiaoqing and the others don't seem to be as stupid and easy to fool as ordinary martial artists.
Gong Yueyue had an idea and came up with an idea: "I have a way, come and tell you..."
So the next day, when he heard Fang Zhiwen say confidently when he encountered a situation: "Jingyuan, I don't know if you have learned everything I taught you, why don't you do it for me and see." After that, the evil young man was shocked and dumbfounded.
When they were the only two people left in the tent, the evil young man couldn't help but ask him: "Who taught you to say that?"
He thought the bad boy was angry, so he swallowed and asked softly: "Did I say the wrong thing?"
The evil young man smiled: "No, that's what I'll say from now on."
"It was Mrs. Zhao who taught me." Now there are two Mrs. Zhao in the house. In order to distinguish them in private, Mrs. Liu is called Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Zhao is naturally Gong Yueyue.
The evil young man smiled and shook his head, and praised sincerely: "This ghost girl is really smart."
As for the cultural level, I managed to get through it. But the biggest problem is still before everyone - Fang Zhiwen doesn't know martial arts.
Fortunately, Zhao Changyuan is not a show-off person on weekdays. When practicing martial arts, he always likes to find a place where no one is around, so as not to disturb others, and secondly, he does not want to be disturbed by others. Unlike high-profile people like Yang Jinyi and He Yong, they like to be there whenever they have nothing to do.
The courtyard buzzed with weapons being waved.
But everyone knew that hidden dangers still existed. If the enemy attacked, how could Marshal Zhao not meet the enemy? In this situation, everyone had to take it one step at a time and adapt to changes.
As there were more women in the house, gossip and gossip came in a steady stream. Gong Yueyue's bedroom actually became a stronghold for women to gather together and share new developments. It had only been a few months since I left Luoyang, and the amount of information was huge.
The hugeness of the film and the bloody plot shocked the girls like Gong Yueyue, Sixth Aunt, Du Ruotong and Fu Yun, and completely ruined their outlook.
For example...
"Hey, did you know that Mr. Song's concubine has eloped with someone?" This was the news brought to everyone by the housekeeper's wife, Grandma Li.
"What? Is that the girl who is twenty years younger than him and is held in the palm of his hand?" Du Ruotong's father had a good relationship with Mr. Song, the prefect of Luoyang, so he knew the situation in his family better than others.
"Yes, that's her." Nanny Li naturally became more enthusiastic when she saw someone responding.
Aunt Six also asked gossipingly: "Who are you running away with?"
Aunt Li curled her lips and said mysteriously: "Guess!"
"I can't guess..." "Just tell me quickly!" The girls stretched their necks anxiously to ask.
Gong Yueyue was sitting on the bedside, eating fruit while casually joking: "It can't be Han Fang or Li Si..." When she mentioned Mr. Song, she naturally thought of these two buddies who were always with him.
Just like when Bao Zheng is mentioned, people will think of Zhan Zhao, Gongsun Ce, Dynasty Ma Han, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.
Unexpectedly, Grandma Li opened her eyes wide and exclaimed at the top of her lungs: "Young mistress is so wise! She just ran away with Han Fang!"
"Ouch, I'm just guessing!" Gong Yueyue was so frightened that she couldn't even hold on to the fruit. She dropped it on the ground and rolled away. "He's really... a friend's wife, you're not welcome..."
"That woman is so annoying! What a great couple the Han Fang and Li Si were! What the hell is she messing with!" The sixth aunt of the fu-nv even shocked everyone with her words. (To be continued)