Chapter 340 (1/2)
Such a satisfied daughter-in-law, Han Zhishan, on the one hand, wanted to protect his strict father's personal facilities, on the other hand, he liked Chu Zhi and wanted to say more words with Chu Zhi. After brewing for a long time, he stiffened his face and pulled out a smile that he thought was kind and gentle.
”It doesn't matter. They are all a family. You're welcome.”
Well, yes, the tone is intimate and the eyes are gentle.
Hou ye, who felt good about himself, thought to himself: his daughter-in-law should be able to feel that he, the prospective father-in-law, likes her, right?
Unfortunately, the Marquis was a national face, not angry but powerful. Now he wanted to laugh or not laugh, and pretended to be gentle when holding it. It fell into Chu Zhi's eyes: the Marquis was very oppressed and didn't want to talk to her, but because the imperial edict was written, he had to be gentle, which became the rigid expression of whether he wanted to laugh or cry.
Chu Zhimo for a moment. Sure enough, the Marquis didn't like her.
He offended his future father-in-law before he entered the door. Chu Zhi thought that he would have to be humble and small in the future.
I thought in my heart, but my mouth smiled more and more gently: ”in the end, we are still impolite and have caused you trouble. I hope you don't blame us.”
Tut! No wonder that smelly boy likes this girl and looks good with a smile.
Hou Ye sighed in the bottom of his heart. He knew that his daughter-in-law would feel his friendship.
Listen, what you say is so pleasant.
After two people who talked with each other, Chu Zhi went back to his house.
But the next day, Han Zhan slept until he woke up.
”Little Marquis, you're awake.” Xiang Bo said with a smile, ”does your head still hurt? This is the sobering Soup for you. Drink it while it's hot!”
Han Zhan took it, drank it up and asked, ”how did I come back last night?”
”Of course, the Lord of Fu'an County sent you back in person.” Xiang Bert bit the word seriously. ”Hou Gong also talked with her. They talked very happily!”
”What a pleasant conversation?”
I don't know why, Han Zhan always feels a little strange.
As he was saying this, he heard the Marquis shouting outside, ”Uncle Xiang, is that smelly boy awake?”
”Back to the Marquis, the little Marquis just woke up.” Xiang Bo quickly replied.
As soon as the voice fell, Zhongyong Hou kicked the door open: ”you smelly boy, you've been disgraced and lost to grandma's house! I came back drunk yesterday. Tell me where to put my face to your father? Ah!”
Han Zhan took out his ears and tutted: ”if you continue to kick like this, the door should be changed again. Also, don't twist my ears. Zhizhi will enter the door soon. You still don't change your problem. If you scare Zhizhi and call Zhizhi and think you're a powerful father-in-law, I won't say a good word for you!”
The Hou Ye just reached out to the hand that generally wanted to pull Han Zhan's ear and froze in the air. After half a ring, he took it back.
The Marquis held his breath for a long time before he said, ”he's very squeaky. He talked with me very well last night. Do you think he's you bastard?”
Han Zhan sneered and said without comment, ”I called Zhizhi. You are not allowed to call! Now please excuse me, the kindest father-in-law in the world. Can you move it? Can you ask your son to sleep again?”
”Sleep with a hammer! Get up and put on your clothes!” the Marquis lifted the quilt. ”Today, the imperial edict is issued in the palace. One will be sent to the Marquis house and the other to the Chu house. Don't you get up and tidy up and prepare to accept the edict with this appearance?”
”Why didn't you say it earlier?” Han Zhan immediately jumped from the bed to the ground. ”Come on, Xiang Bo, send someone to clean up for me immediately!”
After receiving the edict, he and Zhizhi are settled. No one can change it. How can he not be excited.
Looking at the smelly boy, he said that he was busy with his feet, washing and clothes. He was busy. The sun hit him through the window coffin, shining in circles. Although the thunderbolt was like a war, it showed a different kind of warmth.