It was already late at night, and a few lone lamps shone on the window, reflecting two figures.
"Li Langjun is indeed talented. Although he admits that he is not a child of aristocratic family, but..." Su's mother paused and said softly: "These days, you two are also quite... Let's wait until we settle down in Chang'an."
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Ahem, Su’s mother has no idea. The kid across the street has already eaten the meat in her mouth. Now that she doesn’t recognize him, should Li Shan be given the reputation of being unfilial?
Sitting by the couch, Ms. Zhou's face was pale and her eyes were dull. She had been busy since dinner until now, her hands and feet kept moving, but she had not said a word.
"Dong dong dong."
The knock on the door made the two women in the back room stunned. It was so late, and someone else came to the door?
Su Dingfang outside had already opened the door, "Huairen..."
Li Shan smiled, looked into the inner room, and his heart suddenly felt itchy as if he was crawled by ants... His eyes were red and swollen, the pear blossoms were wet with rain, he was wearing white clothes, and there were still tears on his face...
What a handsome little widow!
Well, handsome and widow... these two words, it's hard to say which one can arouse men's desire more.
After staring for several times, Li Shancai said with a smile: "I have been in Wei County for a long time, and I only washed my head and face during the day..."
Mother Su pursed her lips and smiled, feeling relieved. She pushed Mrs. Zhou and said, "Why don't you go and heat the hot water?"
Ever since he settled in Guantao, Li Shan had to take a bath every two days. Ever since Mother Su entrusted her to Zhou... the floor was basically wet every night.
Mrs. Zhou jumped up like a frightened little rabbit, her neck turned crimson in panic, and she hurriedly got into the kitchen.
Li Shan leaned against the wall outside the kitchen and waited...until he was chased away by the funny Mother Su. There was nothing he could do. The little rabbit inside almost set the kitchen on fire.
That night, the floor in the room was wet again, and Li Shan, who was in high spirits, hugged Ms. Zhou and hid on the bed.
After great sorrow and great joy, Mrs. Zhou was finally given up. In this era, she was lucky to meet such a man.
That's for sure. Marriage in this era is about being well-matched and what benefits it can bring to the family... But the Zhou family has nothing, and she is still a widow.
But time-travelers don't pay attention to those, they only look at the trivial details...such as face and figure.
As for his identity, Li Shan said that the heroes in the world are brothers Weiwu and Meng De.
"I still want to escape from a certain Wuzhishan..."
After a while, Mrs. Zhou came back to her senses and asked, "Lang Jun, what is Wuzhishan?"
There is no "Journey to the West" yet, and naturally there is no such thing as Wuzhishan... Well, it's not that it doesn't exist now, it won't exist in the future!
Xuanzang even traveled by sea to obtain Buddhist scriptures!
Pity Monkey King, Monkey King... How about I write it?
"Don't worry, just go back and persuade her. Mother is still looking forward to her grandson... Whether you can please her or not depends on your ability."
Although Zhou is only nineteen years old and has the face of a first love, her figure is swaying like a peach whose skin is trembling slightly.
When he gets nervous, his whole body will turn crimson, his eyes will turn white, and his mouth will drool. It really makes Li Shan Ai unable to put it down... How can he let go of such a beauty?!
God doesn’t give you anything, but you have to take the blame for it!
As for the mother's disapproval... Li Shan is not worried at all. Madam, it's not really his son who insists on taking in this little widow, it's the Su family who forced her here.
Although the Su family is a wealthy family in rural Shandong, Su Dingfang is a famous general in the world and has great prestige among Dou Jiande's old tribe. Mr. Ling Jinling fully supports it!
Hey, if Ling Jing heard this, he would be yelling loudly, or he would be in a complicated mood, it's hard to say.
Why?
Because early the next morning, Mrs. Zhou got up first, took clothes to serve Li Shan, and then went out to boil water, fetch water, and cook... In her previous life, she would have been the kind of good wife who even squeezed the toothpaste for her husband.
mother.
As for Li Shan, who was sitting there with a golden sword, he looked up and saw Ling Jing's granddaughter, nicknamed the Eight Girls... the one whose clothes had been stripped off by Li Shan, standing at the door with a complicated expression.
First he stared at Li Shan, and then his eyes fell on Mrs. Zhou who was serving Li Shan to drink porridge. After a while, the eighth daughter walked in with small but determined steps... Those children often come here to play, but the eighth daughter is still the first.
Come in once.
Obviously, I heard something... Last night was the first time Zhou stayed in Li Shan's house.
"Uh... sit down, sit down." Li Shanqian nodded with a smile, "Go and get a bowl of porridge."
When Mrs. Zhou put a bowl of porridge on the table with a smile and came over with a stool, the eighth girl looked a little confused, and she didn't know how to vent her resentment.
"Li Langjun..."
Tsk tsk, this voice is as sweet as music... Li Shan couldn't help but think of that sentence, "the sound is clear and the body is soft".
"Let's call you brother in the future." Li Shan coughed twice and said in a hurry: "Uncle Ling is still running around. Brother Dingfang told me that he is in Beizhou. We will meet up in two days and set off for Chang'an. Don't worry, everything has been arranged."
alright."
The eighth daughter is only nine years old this year, but she has beautiful features, black and translucent hair, a tall nose, and a small beauty mark on the left corner of her mouth. She is truly a beauty.
But Li Shan really didn't make a mistake... That's not the way to play and grow up. Xiaoman has only had a taste of it until now. Zhou is already nineteen years old and can withstand strong winds and waves.
He is only nine years old, how long will he be raised?
Raise until twenty years old?
Counting the time, it must have been during the Zhenguan period!
But obviously, the little girl doesn't think so... Women in this era are not as strict in etiquette as they were in the Song and Ming Dynasties, but if their clothes are stripped and their bodies are looked at, it won't work in any dynasty or generation!
It's a bit stressful. This little girl is obviously a genius. She didn't say a word except for three words after entering the door. Li Shan was thinking about it... He was really scratching his head when suddenly Ma Zhou came in.
"Mr. Ma is back." Li Shan stood up overjoyed, "You haven't had breakfast yet, sit down quickly."
Hearing the word "Mr. Ma", Ma Zhou got goosebumps all over his body. He was about to say something sarcastic when he saw the little girl at the table.
"Uh... this is..." Ma Yiyi felt something was wrong when he came in. He glanced at the blushing eighth girl, rolled his tongue twice in his mouth before saying: "It was too cold last night... those clothes when I came back,
Let’s go, let’s go.”
Ma Zhou has always lived here. After he came back from eating sick meals last night... Li Shan mercilessly drove him to the wounded barracks.
Don’t you want to eat sick food?
Then just live there!
Then... Li Shan turned around and went to the opposite door. Of course Ma Zhou knew that the Zhou family lived here last night. In fact, Ma Zhou also had credit for the news reaching the Ling family.
Ignoring Li Shan's desperate attempts to stay, Ma Zhou packed up a few clothes and turned around to go out.
Before leaving, Ma Zhou looked at Mrs. Zhou who was cleaning up the house, and then at the eighth daughter who had been silent. He rolled his eyes and turned around and said, "By the way, Huairen, since you are going to take part in the scientific examination next year, then you have to
Read more about the scriptures."
"this……"
"What?" Ma Zhou chuckled and said, "Why don't you have Xiaoman wearing red sleeves to add fragrance?"
Li Shan cursed secretly and turned to look at Zhou... Tsk, don't care at all, it's the gospel of the times.
But the eighth girl over there suddenly stood up, snorted coldly, turned around and walked out the door.