On the third day of the vacation, Zhulan and the queen dressed as a peasant woman. To be honest, Zhulan has traveled through time for so many years and has been doing farm work in the fields for the first time.

Zhulan was sad with the rice bundle in her arms. Her delicate and tender hands had already cut marks. Her hands felt that they were almost none of them. By the way, her thick waist now!

Zhou Shuren also looked dirty, and the knife in his hand seemed to be cutting his legs at any time. The guards and others were frightened.

The emperor straightened his waist, took a veil and wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and despised Zhou Shuren, "You are not as much as I did."

Zhou Shuren sat down. He had always wanted to support his wife, but unfortunately he was not strong enough. He took the water bag and drank water and felt that he had come back to life. "I am a mental worker, mental worker!"

He is a wasteful person who sits in the office all year round. Oh, that's not right. He is also a wasteful person who sits in the office all year round. The emperor is older than him, so why doesn't the emperor feel tired?

The emperor pulled the corner of his mouth. It was rare that Zhou Shuren did not fall off his mask. His thoughts were so straightforward on his face, "I have always paid attention to health."

It means to exercise the body with a combination of work and rest.

Zhou Shuren, “…Oh.”

He turned his head to look at his wife. She could walk around every day, but unfortunately she still didn't have enough exercise. Now the fat old lady is sweating.

Zhulan felt Zhou Shuren's gaze and wanted to scratch her. A person who was even more scumbag than her was more embarrassed to look at her. Her physical strength was good, but she was tired, and her feeling of fatigue after gaining weight was doubled.

Zhou Shuren carried his perseverance and worked with the emperor for a piece of land. He was slumped on the ground and stopped moving. He thought to himself that he would pack his luggage and go home when he went back today. This was not for cultivation, but for me to suffer.

The prince was well-informed. After comparing himself with Lord Zhou, he twitched his tsk twice, thinking that it was great that his father was not in the palace!

The Zhou family, today is the day when Changyi is resting. Now the two big tigers in the family are not at home. Zhou is just a paper tiger and his own son cannot suppress it.

As soon as Mingyun goes to the academy, he will be in a state of great success.

Minghui was wearing a face that looked like grandma, and he was very good at using this face, blinking his big eyes and feeling pitiful, "Second uncle, Mingjia and I want to go too."

Changyi was very impressed by Minghui, his nephew. Why was he deceived by this kid, "What if I don't bring me?"

Minghui blinked, "It's okay if you don't bring me, but I don't know what to say when my uncle comes back."

The fox is used to use the power of the tiger.

Changyi stretched out his hand itchy and twisted Minghui's ears. The little guy doesn't deserve a beating.

Minghui was in tears, "Uncle Second was dissatisfied with grandma, I want to tell grandpa."

Chang Yi stopped and looked at Minghui's face, which was more and more like his mother's face. Tsk, this kid is so lucky. It is certain that whoever gets beaten up in the family will cause trouble and gets beaten, but Minghui is an exception. The eldest brother really dares not beat him and cannot do anything.

Mingjia shrank his neck and his eyes turned, "I, I'll testify."

Changyi, “…….”

My own baby is obviously growing up in the backyard under the sun, so why are he so scheming?

Minghui learned well with his uncle, Mingjia was sad, and a bad sister was forced.

In the end, the two little ones followed Er uncle and Yudie to the horse farm as they wished, which specializes in selling foals.

Zhou Shuren and Zhulan didn't know that their grandson dared to face Changyi at home, so the couple returned to Zhuangzi with trembling hands.

Zhulan went to the hot springs when she came back and waited for her to enjoy the snow-covered massage. It was just like a pig slaughtering scene. "It hurts, it hurts."

Zhou Shuren, "I'll go home tomorrow."

I really can't accompany you, it's so deadly!

Zhulan agreed with tears in her eyes, "I will never come out with you in the future."

Zhou Shuren, "......The love that was agreed upon is as deep as the sea!"

"Does I come out to cultivate myself and conflict with the deep love like the sea?"

Zhou Shuren, "You have the heart to leave my endless work alone, are you soaking in the hot spring alone?"

"I don't think we can continue with this topic."

Zhou Shuren was massaged first, and he had already recovered a lot. He signaled Jinyan and Qingxue to go out, smiling, "Madam, I'll help you massage for your husband."

Bamboo orchid, “…”

Then Zhulan misses Qingxue's technique very much, and Zhou Shuren's courage is getting fatter and fatter.

The horse farm in Beijing has always been very lively, especially as autumn comes, good horses are constantly transported into the capital. Changyi has made an appointment and takes a few small people directly to the foal's site.

The children rushed over when they saw the foal. The children liked differently. Mingjia liked the maroon horse, Minghui only liked the white horse, but the only little girl liked the dark horse.

Chang Yi twitched the corners of his mouth. The children's eyes were not what he thought. The children's eyes were poisonous, and they chose top-notch foals, which means that even if they were foals, money was also touching.

Changyi touched his purse, but he couldn't afford any one he brought today. He really didn't want to buy a very good foal.

At this time, a voice came from behind, "Isn't this Master Zhou from the Ministry of Rites?"

Changyi didn't like the voice when he heard the voice, because he knew the person who came. Because the prince's succession hall, the Ministry of Rites cooperated with many departments, the person who came was the sixth rank of the temple chief of Guanglu Temple.

Chang Yidao: "Mr. Du."

Du Si also came with his children. At first glance, he saw several children in the Zhou family circling around a few top-notch foals, smiling, "Mr. Zhou really loves the children."

Zhou Changyi said lightly: "It's not a pampering question."

Du Si said again: "I have heard that the Zhou family is not short of money and is still rich. I didn't expect that Lord Zhou's family is so rich. This move is three top-level foals. I admire it."

Chang Yi raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Du is jealous of me?"

He dug holes for him everywhere, even if he covered up well, he noticed jealousy.

Is Du Si jealous? It’s jealous, especially when he saw Zhou Changyi’s clothes and wear, he couldn’t help but touch his purse. But he was surprised. Zhou Changyi asked him carelessly, and he was a little confused!

Zhou Changyi's face is too deceptive. Since he tasted the sweetness of a honest character, Zhou Changyi played with his character, "Why don't Lord Du talk? Oh, I really got it right, but Lord Du is jealous of me?"

Minghui didn't know when he came here, so he blinked and pulled his second uncle's sleeve, "Maybe it's because of his clothes? Because there is money without his second uncle?"

Zhou Changyi lowered his head slightly to look at his nephew and smiled!
Chapter completed!