The next day.
Young Master Liu woke up from a hangover and endured the verbal quarrel between Qi Ya and Qi Yun all morning. Yesterday, he lost his moral integrity after drinking and almost became a brother with his father-in-law.
Although the two women stopped nagging, they looked at Mr. Liu's resentful and helpless eyes from time to time, indicating that the two women were still not completely relieved of their husband's immoral behavior.
Not only Mr. Liu, but also Qi Run and his son were bombarded with words from their respective mothers after they woke up.
Liu Mingzhi and Qi Liang are doing better, but Qi Run's situation is not so good.
After all, the words Qi Run wanted to marry the two 'virtuous brothers' Qixiu Lou last night were said in front of Mrs. Qi, Qi Ya, mother and daughter.
How could Mrs. Qi let her husband off so easily?
Usually some old friends who have been with you for many years come to visit Qixiu Tower to have fun. It’s not hard for me to say anything. After all, it’s not easy to see each other in different places, so it’s understandable to have fun.
But for your son-in-law and son to go to a brothel to cleanse themselves from the dust, what do you think, you bad old man?
The three of them were immersed in drinking the hangover soup, and no one said anything.
Although I can't remember what happened last night, I can still get a rough idea with the help of my respective mothers-in-law.
I don’t have the nerve to say it.
Qi Run, in particular, just casually dealt with the greetings from his son and son-in-law, then sat on a chair and ate his breakfast quietly.
The breakfast was spent quietly in a mysterious atmosphere.
After the three men had filled their bellies, no one paid any attention to the other, and hurriedly headed towards their respective yards.
The girls, who were left extremely helpless and laughing softly, began to pick up the leftovers.
Three poles in the sun.
Outside the gate of Qi Mansion, Young Master Liu carefully helped Ling Weier onto the carriage.
Although Ling Weier has a lot of skills, Liu Mingzhi still showed the care that a husband should have.
In later generations, Ling Weier's age would be considered an advanced maternal age, let alone in this era of dragons where people get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen.
Ling Weier didn't get pregnant until she was thirty years old. From Dalong's current point of view, it's not an exaggeration to say that she got pregnant at an old age.
Knowing that Ling Wei was pregnant, Liu Mingzhi and others would naturally no longer agree to her traveling on horseback.
"Brother Zhi, Wei'er has a seat."
"Okay, okay, I'll drive for you myself."
"drive."
As Liu Mingzhi drove the carriage towards the outside of the city, three beauties, Qi Ya, Wen Ren Yunshu and Hu Yan Yunyao, who were riding horses, also followed slowly on horseback.
A lonely grave in the wilderness outside Jinling City.
Liu Mingzhi accompanied Ling Weier and placed some sacrifices in front of the graves of Ling Daoming and his wife, and calmly talked about some recent events.
The most important thing is that Ling Weier is pregnant.
Although the two of them felt sad, they still told Ling Daoming and Ling Daoming about this good thing in a relatively happy tone.
Liu Mingzhi stood up slowly, looked at Ling Weier's downcast figure sweeping her parents' graves, and looked at the tombstone in front of her with complex eyes.
He always had a strange feeling that his third uncle's death was a little unreasonable.
He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong, but he just had a vague feeling in his heart.
Years ago, he even rebelliously dug up the couple's graves with Ling Yang to verify his guess.
However, he and Ling Yang, the second brother, were disappointed.
The dead bones in the tomb all indicate that the couple in the coffin are the bodies of Ling Daoming and the others.
Although it has been a long time.
Even today when he comes to pay his respects, Liu Mingzhi still has an inexplicable feeling.
I vaguely feel that there is some unknown secret hidden behind the death of my third uncle.
However, he has never been able to find any strong evidence to prove that his third uncle is still alive. Now he can only attribute this weird feeling to his own random thoughts.
Maybe it's because I don't really want my third uncle to die, so I have this absurd feeling that I don't want to believe.
"Brother Zhi, go back. Our parents are alive in heaven and will definitely bless our child to be born healthy."
After Ling Weier finished speaking, she looked back at the clean tombstone and gently stroked her unswelled belly with her jade hands.
Finally, I don't have to envy Sister Yun. Sister Ya and the others can give birth to the incense for Brother Zhi. God opens my eyes, and I can also spread the branches and leaves for Brother Zhi.
Glancing down at her still somewhat flat belly, Ling Weier's beautiful eyes were filled with the brilliance of motherhood.
In her belly, she is now pregnant with a little life that she has been waiting for for a long time.
God finally didn't treat me badly all the time.
"Okay, let's go back first. Be careful, I'll help you."
"Brother Zhi, don't worry so much, my belly isn't bulging yet."
"You, as a mother for the first time, must not be careless and be careful."
Ling Weier looked at Liu Mingzhi's caring eyes, nodded happily, and allowed him to help her get on the carriage.
The carriage started driving again and rushed to another lonely grave outside the city.
However, on the trail two miles away from the solitary grave, Qi Ya accompanied Ling Weier back to Qi Mansion.
Whether it was to worship Ruyi or go to Dangyang Academy, it was not suitable for her, a pregnant woman, to accompany her.
In front of Ruyi's grave, Liu Mingzhi sat cross-legged in front of the grave, looking melancholy.
While drinking wine from the wine jar, he was sending paper money into the fire. On the ground were several tributes and an unsealed jar of wine.
Silly sister, my brother is here to see you again.
Last year, my brother couldn't get away, so he had to ask your sister-in-law to pay homage to you instead of him.
You have a spirit in heaven, so don’t blame your brother for not keeping his word. Brother, I am living a very tired life, and I can’t help myself with many things!
It’s been twelve years, I guess you should have been reincarnated long ago.
My brother thought, you will definitely be born into a carefree family in your next life.
God cannot be so blind and make you miserable every life.
My brother talks endlessly every year. Maybe you are tired of it, but I still want to say that I am sorry for you.
If your brother hadn't been such a bad guy, you wouldn't have gone to another world at such a young age.
sorry!
Wenren Yunshu and Huyan Yunyao were standing not far away, looking at Mr. Liu who was sitting in front of the grave, drinking wine and talking to himself, and didn't know what to say except for sighing silently. as well.
Wenren Yunshu was quite clear about Ruyi's affairs, and knowing her affairs had become a thorn in her husband's heart that could never be eliminated.
Every time they see their husband's passive and decadent look when he worships Ruyi, they see it in their eyes, feel pain in their hearts, but are helpless.
It’s not that they don’t want to persuade, but they don’t know how to persuade.
It's not like they haven't discussed it in private as to how much stimulation it would take for their husband to still be brooding over this matter more than ten years ago and find it difficult to get rid of it.
"Good sister, brother is leaving. Don't be reluctant to eat these things. Brother will come to see you next time and bring you more things."
"gone."
Liu Mingzhi stood up and patted the dirt on his body, then stared deeply at the clean tombstone and glanced at the two beauties Wenren Yunshu.
A gust of breeze came, brushing against Liu Mingzhi's cheek, and gradually disappeared.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Liu Mingzhi's mouth.
I don't know if it's because of the geographical location, but it seems that every time I come to pay homage to Ruyi, a gust of breeze blows on my cheek when I leave.
Let’s regard it as a wishful spirit in heaven.
"Shu'er, junior brother, let's go back to Dangyang Academy."
The two women looked at Liu Mingzhi who had lost his sadness, looked at each other silently and nodded slightly, got on their horses and followed Young Master Liu, the three of them galloped towards Dangyang Academy all the way.
The three of them are all people with good foundations. Although Hu Yanjunyao is not a top-level master, he has laid a good foundation under the guidance of his elder brother Hu Yanyu over the years.
The winding mountain road was nothing to the three of them, and they climbed up to Dangyang Academy with ease.
Smoke was rising from the kitchen in the academy. It must have been that the masters who made the academy their home were lighting a fire to prepare food for lunch.
Wenren Yunshu looked at the very familiar bookstore opposite the academy gate, and saw the quiet and desolate appearance of the bookstore. Wenren Yunshu bit his lips tightly, held up his skirt and ran over quickly.
"Grandpa, Shu'er is back."
Listening to Wen Ren Yunshu's urgent and helpless voice, the two brothers Liu Mingzhi looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed at the deserted Wen Ren She.
I'm afraid that this time it will be the same as always, coming in with joy and returning in disgrace.
