: 092: Return of the Father

On this day, the generals were sent back from the border, and the great cause of Baoguo was handed over to another new general. After all, he spent a lot of years on the battlefield, and he was seriously injured. If this year’s old power declines, he can only withdraw from the battlefield. .
On this day's hustle and bustle, the team of the generals who had spent the generals had entered the city gate. The people in the city cheered and eagerly sent them to eat and wear. The flowers were filled with tears. This life was bumpy, but it was possible to get such a Dear, this life is not white.
Finally, I went back to Huafu and spent a sigh of relief. I saw Huameng’s poem stumbling towards myself.
Hey!

Hua Meng Shi Jiao Yan with tears, voice full of emotions, so that the eyes of the flowers are suddenly red, and at the border for so many years, can not return home to see his wife and children...
"Poetry, can you and your mother be good?"
Hua Li smiled, and the face of Hua Meng’s poetry suddenly became ugly, "Niang Ni kissed her..."
It is not easy to send a letter to the border. I am afraid that the letter has not been delivered yet. He left the border, so I don’t know that the real situation of the second lady is normal.
The old lady of the flower sighed. "Look, you will be back soon. Let’s take the wind and wash it in the first place. Let me talk about it later."
Seeing the mother's face was dignified, she also realized that something might happen in her home. She patted her daughter's shoulder and suddenly saw the quiet woman standing at the door. The woman was dressed in white and she was wearing a butterfly. , only insert a plum blossom, calm and plain, eyes calm.
This ... is not the flower house niece - spend a lot of money and flowers?
In the impression of spending a sigh of relief, this daughter has always rarely walked out of the Tsui Wah Court, the temper is extremely weak, and the gas is impassable, it does not get the attention of Huafu.
But today she actually came out?
Hua Li was slightly surprised, and Hua Xiyue walked slowly, and he said, "Hey, you have worked hard."
Spend a stunned look at the indifferent flower habitat, is this his big money? Where is the weakness of the body and the timidity in the eyes?
"Hao Yue, I didn't expect to see you for so many years, you have become different, huh, huh!" Hua Lijun has no prejudice against this big daughter, but it is because her mother is the most beloved woman, so the flower The habitat of the moon is particularly high.
It is a pity that he is not in the flower house and stays at the border.
"Hey, come in quickly." Huasu Yue smiled, his eyes were slightly moist, and his father's love for Huasuyue was true. Although she was the soul of Rongqiyue, she still felt the inner feelings. Surging.
When he took a big step into the hospital, he noticed that there was a little boy standing behind the flower habitat. The boy was about six or seven years old, and he was very heroic, white and fat, very cute.
"this is……"
"Hey, this is the adoptive adopted by my sister!" Hua Meng Shi replied quickly, saying that, but Hua Meng's poems deliberately added a sentence, "Unmarried adoptive son, hey, this is the first example of Chang Jingguo!"
It is awkward and frowning, and obviously does not agree with the behavior of Huasuyue. However, he returned from the border and has been rushing for a month and a half. He is physically and mentally tired and does not want to care too much.
Spend a rush to his main hospital and let everyone wait for him in the dining room. Under normal circumstances, only one reunion will go to the dining room for meals.
Otherwise, they usually eat in their own yards.
Hua Xiyue led Tianci back to Cuihuayuan. When he stepped into the courtyard, the water was in a hurry. "Miss, you can't do this. The old man just returned home. The lady is not as good as going to the kitchen to make a soup for the master... ..."
Huashang Yueshang smiled and said, "No, it's all the best work of dream poetry. Why should I grab it with her?"
The water and the green heart looked helplessly, and Qiuyun was beheaded. "Missy is right. At this time, Miss II will definitely go to the kitchen to cook for the master. So if Miss Wang wants to be a master, she must Another way to find out."
Huasu Yue understands that her own cooking skills are not refined, and she is undoubtedly defeated in front of Huameng. Then... she must think of other methods. But why is she getting a heartfelt favor?
Now she has almost everything, except for the upgrade of gas surgery, what is she missing?
Although Hua Li is his own biological father, if he does not like her because of the provoke of the dream poetry, then there is really no need to please him.
"No hurry, no hurry. Just wait for dinner." Huasu month smiled faintly.
The three maids looked at each other and silently retreated to one side. After all, the flower and the moon were so calm, and the three of them were not eager for the emperor, and it was useless to say it.
Godsend and Caiqing, Caining outside practicing swords, the little guys are very interested in gas, swords and so on.
Hua Xiyue also does not care about him, anyway, he can keep fit, and she will not be blocked by God.
As Qiu Yun expected, Huameng poems are indeed busy in the kitchen, doing a white fungus chicken soup, ready to give the flowers of the bath to send.
No matter what, Huameng poetry must find a way to impress flowers, and the second lady has the possibility to live. It’s so long that it’s been a long battle for the long-term Jingguo. There is no credit and no hard work, let alone spend a long time. Victory general.
Tremella chicken ginseng soup will soon be smashed, and the flower dream poem will let Su Rou put the soup into the soup bowl, and she will personally send it to the main hospital.
When Huameng Shi sent the soup to the main hospital, he spent just getting out of the bath and was preparing to go to the dining room, but he saw the second daughter send a bowl of fresh and sweet soup to the door. "Hey, you have worked hard, Drink a bowl of soup and moisturize the dumplings first!"
Hua Meng Shi smiled and put the soup bowl on the table, and silently retired.
He took a sigh of relief and took a sip of the soup bowl. "Well! The craftsmanship of the poetry has improved. I haven’t drunk the poems of the poetry for a few years. Now it’s so enjoyable. ""
I spent a lot of time laying down the soup bowl, and I couldn’t wait to be authentic: "Poetry, I just saw Sanniang, how can I not see your mother?"
The flower dream poems are red and red, and two tears are squeezed out. She bows her eyes and cries and says: "Hey, you don't know how many things happened in this month.... Big sister doesn't know why, suddenly she can learn qi But the point is not here..."
Huameng poetry understands that she now tells that the flower-harvesting month is the master of the dragon figure, and it will definitely make the flower sway to the flower-harvesting month. After all, the second lady wants to murder the flower house niece, the crime is not small. .
Now I can only conceal the advantages of Huasu Yue first.
"After more than a month ago, Yao Jijia came to Beijing to hold a match to join the disciples. The daughter's opponent turned out to be her sister. It was just that the poet was unwell and could not play."
Huameng poetry trembled, wiped away the tears on his face, but deliberately left a shallow water mark, so that the fullness of the sadness is sad, pear flowers with heavy tears, it is simply I see the pity.
I am a little anxious to spend a little bit of anxiousness. Looking at the flower dream poem, the second lady must have been under anything wrong, right?
"My daughter's reputation has been degraded. Many people say that her daughter is afraid of losing to her sister, so she is sick... The poet is sullen and unhappy by the world, and the mother is too fond of her daughter, so she has to plan to drive her sister. Out of the flower house, but I did not expect to be demolished by my sister! The second lady was sinned by the emperor, hey, you have to save the mother! The mother is not the mastermind, not..."
Hua Meng's poem slammed down and cried out.
When I listened to it, I suddenly got a big head. When I heard the flower dream poem, I knew that it was not a very simple matter. Eryi Niang has a drive to the heart of Huasu, but it is just discovered by the emperor...
The Emperor Changlong also ruled the sins of the second lady, indicating that this matter is no small matter. Otherwise, how can the monarch of a country be able to control the small things of Huafu?
"Poetry, don't worry, let's say things all the time..." He sighed coldly, he was full of white flowers, his face was old, he thought about going back to the house to enjoy the days, but he did not expect such a thing to happen. .
"Oh... my sister’s face is simple. Now she is the head of the stunned county. It’s the number that the emperor personally sealed...

Huameng poetry cried, and a pair of grievances looked like. "Sister has no face to poetry, but always suppresses poetry outside... My sister got a mysterious person and became a senior airlock! Hey, there are a lot of things that we can't understand. My sister suddenly becomes stronger and there is a thousand red medicine in my hand..."
When he spent the time in the same place, he tightened his eyebrows tightly. He didn't expect to return home this time, and there have been so many changes.
A thousand days of red medicine, it can be said that the Tianyuan mainland has disappeared, not with money to buy.
However, Huasuyue actually has this kind of magical medicine, which means that she must get the care of a mysterious high-ranking person, or there will be a certain adventure!
"Oh... even if the mother is damn, but she is a poet's mother, ask for a few good words in front of the emperor?"
On the delicate face of the flower dream poem, the teardrops roll like a sleek bead, and the flower sighs and sighs. He is a general, can not listen to the words of the family, this matter still depends on what the old lady said.
"Poetry, you get up first, I will discuss with my grandmother what to do, you don't mention it first, you know?"
The flower dream poem dagger, now it is obviously shaken, although he is not too loved by the second lady, but he gave birth to a child and a woman, more than 20 years of husband and wife, feelings can not be broken of.
After spending the cup of soup of Huamengshi, she went to the dining room with Huamengshi, and Huaxiu and the old lady were waiting there.
Seeing the flower dream poetry and the flowers and sorrows come together, if the old lady is not happy, but it is better to return from the son, not to say anything.
The flower life was calm and calm, and he only greeted him with a sigh of relief, but he remained silent. The old lady of the flower does not mention the matter of the second lady. After all, such a scandal is raised in the whole family and is really faceless.
There is something in the heart of the flower, and the mood is not high, so this reunion dinner is coming to an end.
The old lady of Huahua will be summoned to the hall, and the scented incense burner is burning the fragrance of soothe the nerves. There is a serene atmosphere in the entire hall.
"Presumably... Dream poetry has been mentioned to you? The second lady's affairs really make the mother angry, so you should not think about asking your mother." The old lady did not turn around and said coldly.
She naturally knows the current situation, and the ten second ladies can't get a flowering month. Therefore, the old lady is naturally protecting her granddaughter.
"But... Niang, she is the second room of her son, and she also gave birth to the dream poem and Qianming..."