Wei Yang rarely takes a bath with hot water.

It is a terrible thing to live a comfortable life.

Wei Xiaolang has always bathed in cold water, even in the cold winter.

Feng Wu boiled the water by himself, and asked Qing'er to ask whether to rinse hot water or cold water.

Aunt Ye complained: "I have to do these things in a good life."

Feng Wu said: "He is used to living a comfortable life and forgetting the dangers far and near."

"I created a good life, and I live a worse life than the children of ordinary families," Aunt Ye just felt distressed and a little unhappy. "You can also say more, let him do everything, how can you be the leader in the future?"

Feng Wu thought about it and said, "Isn't it a news that I have been named a marquis? I must be looking for some princess, right? I think that's the best."

"What a f*ck, those women sat in the boudoir and only learned embroidery. They had no pursuit in their entire lives except for having a son. Asking them in the door would be a big sin. Besides, you have never made any mistakes in your head for several years. Can you ask others to take over for a long time?" Aunt Ye blamed, "You are good at everything, but you are not good at fighting."

Qing'er sighed secretly outside.

She thought she was blind enough, but she didn't expect that Aunt Ye, who had such high martial arts skills, was also a little blind.

Madam Feng is not good at fighting!?

It’s like Wei Xiaolang is not good at fighting. If you say this, you won’t know whether the thunder duke will strike or not. The military and civilians in the western frontier will definitely laugh at him!

"Women are not good at fighting, especially those who are not good at fighting with Dangxiang, princess of the prince's palace. Humph, it's true that they are not good at fighting with them. Otherwise, why don't they fight out quickly? But if they are not good at fighting, the officials in the western frontier will probably die of crying at the base of the city wall." Qing'er said over and asked, "Xiao Lang, do you want hot water and cold water? Is warm water okay?"

Wei Yang was checking the jade bed carefully. When Qing'er muttered, she was very curious and quickly waved her to come in, pointing at Han Yu bed and said, "Who do you think this bed looks like?"

Qing'er thought about it and said, "I look like our wife."

"Well? I look very similar to you, and I look quite like you." Wei Yang asked by the way, "Do you dare to tell her? I don't dare."

Qing'er thought about it and said earnestly: "I think you dare."

"Illusion." Wei Yang waved his hand, "Lengshui, go up and try it first. If it is useful, you should sit more often. If it is good martial arts, it is really good. Understand?"

Qing'er said with slight angrily: "That's not good. If you ask your wife to see it, you will definitely ask me to stand up again."

Wei Yang was puzzled, but after a closer look, he suddenly realized it. Then he smiled and said, "Qing'er has become a big girl, so he has to avoid some suspicion. Why don't I want to start a sect and take charge?"

"If you don't go, you won't go anywhere." Qing'er shook her head and said, "Download your armor, covered with soil," and then said, "Two guests came to the family. They are the wife's brothers from the wife's family, and one is the experienced officer of the Zhejiang Examination Censorate. They will come to visit tomorrow morning. There are also the Feng family members. They are very unpromising, and they are afraid they will come and try to ask for power and money. Xiaolang, please remember, who can take our family's money, who can't give it to, and who dares to extend their hand, but they will chop their claws!"

What's wrong?

What did Zhejiang officials go to Hami to do?

"Did you ask you to go back?" Wei Yang asked the Feng family first.

Qing'er said contemptuously: "The bulk wastes do not do well, and they look jealous of others. Let's not give them a good look. What these people are best at is self-righteousness, and the other is to be more demanding."

"Yes, yes, little housewife." Wei Yang said angrily, "When I see them, I am neither yin nor yang, nor hum nor ha, and I am assuming my deputy general. We asked, I will reply, yes, what do they say, I only have one, I can't ask them to take advantage of our family, okay?"

"Absolutely." Qing'er looked happy, clapped her hands and jumped on the kang, climbed up and laying the mattress, pulling the quilt again, grabbed a corner and smelled it, and then laughed: "The sun was very good these days. I've been drying many times. After a few days, I'll change you to a new quilt," then turned over and sat on the kang, with her legs shaking, and said with a smile, "After our family took out the corn farming method, the princess came here several times, and she thought about it with her wife for a long time, and used the same method to cultivate Hami cotton planting method. Last year, the cotton harvest was booming, and I bought a lot of them. This year, the winter of our family can have a thick quilt, which must be very warm."

Wei Yang looked at her feet and saw that although the family was very rich now, Qing'er was still wearing old shoes, and she was so happy to jump around. A pair of socks had a rough edge along the edge of the shoe. She didn't care and was still wearing them.

I looked into the cuffs again. Half an inch inside the sleeve was a little worn. She carefully tied a circle of blue edges on the outside. It looked very beautiful, but after all, it looked a little shabby.

"What's wrong?" When Feng Wu entered the door, he saw Wei Yang frowning and not taking off his armor, and his eyes looked straight at her cuffs. He thought what, so he turned around and asked Hu Zi and the others to carry the big wooden barrel into the door, and asked with a funny look, "Look at what I'm doing?"

Wei Yang went to pull her sleeve and looked inside. It was indeed a new skirt outside, but the inside was still worn. I remember it seemed that she had worn it when she just came.

What have you lived these days?

"Stay for a day tomorrow. The weather will be good the next day. I will take you shopping and buy more clothes." Wei Yang said.

Feng Wu glanced at him and smiled softly and said angrily: "There are more cloth at home, so why should I spend that money? Don't buy it!"

She poured cold water into a large wooden bucket and said softly: "You also say that you are superior to others and never look at external things. Wearing silk and satin on your body will definitely get worn out. Wearing gold, silver and jewelry on your body is just ordinary. If you have money, read two good books and help a few good people. Even if you are simple, you are a fairy life. Besides, our family is not simple. If you buy more pieces for Qing'er, you have to dress up beautifully when your girl grows up. Shunzi's wife often talks about things and should buy more pieces. I don't have to meet others all the time. Why do you want such good clothes?"

That's not your choice.

"I won't buy more. There are a few pieces of coarse cloth clothes. I'm comfortable wearing them. You have to buy more. My daughter's house should be dressed up." Wei Yang grabbed the corner of his mouth and said, "If there is a cloth, please help me make more pieces. Look at Qing'er's socks. Nowadays, there are few daughters in Hami City, and I'm afraid that there are not many daughters' houses as cold as her."

Feng Wu thought about it and suddenly felt that shopping seemed quite interesting.

Well, it's what she yearns for.

"Okay, let's go when you're free." Feng Wu said, "Wash up and wash up, the food is in the pot, and rest early after eating, it's getting late."

After washing up, there were hot meals. Three people sat opposite each other under a lamp. Feng Wu felt happy just by looking at them. Qing'er liked to grab a bite or two of delicious food and asked her to eat delicious food. But she poked the bottom of the bowl with chopsticks and picked up some talk and chatted. As soon as she talked about the people from the Feng family, she mentioned the family who was interested in getting married in the south of the city. Suddenly, she held the cheeks with one hand and poked the chopsticks in the bowl with the other hand, not feeling yawning. For a moment, her eyes were blurred, and it was gradually midnight.

Wei Yang went to wash dishes, Feng Wu was helping, and Qing'er sat on the threshold and watched, laughing, not knowing what he was happy about, but just looking at her, Wei Yang was determined to be happy.
Chapter completed!