The next day, when Mao was about to start, Fu Zhixing went to the yamen with a refreshing spirit. After spending more than half a year, he finally had a full meal. Yan Hu woke up from the crying of her son, "Zhuo'er, why are you crying so sadly? Are you hungry?"

"The eldest son just drank two big bowls of milk." Ginkgo said that Zhuo'er was not crying hungry.

"It's not that you're hungry, you just miss your mother. Come on, come on, mom hug you." Yan Hu hugged his crying son, "Mom hugged you, be good, don't cry anymore."

The little guy grabbed his mother's clothes and buzzed his head in his mother's arms. He sniffed the familiar smell of milk and stopped crying.

After coaxing his son, Yan Huo got up to wash, but when he got off the bed, his legs became weak, he almost knelt down and grinded his teeth secretly. Fu Zhixing, this bastard, she should not wait for him tonight.

After Yan Hu packed up, he took his son to Zhengdetang, and then Han teased his grandson, and Yan Hu looked at the account book hard; Yan Hu refused, Han said, "Ouch, I'm dizzy." "Ouch, my chest is stuffy." "Ouch, my stomach hurts." "Ouch, my hands are numb." "Ouch, my legs are cramped."

The mother-in-law was uncomfortable all over her body. Can she stand by and watch and share the burden? Not sharing the burden is unfilial. Yan Huo considered herself a filial daughter-in-law. But... "Mom, these books should be the account books of your dowry shop, right?"

"Is that so? Oh, I guess they took it wrong." Han pretended to be confused, "I took it all, so you can watch it together."

"Mom, isn't this suitable?" Yan Huo said with a fake smile.

"It's appropriate, we are a family, you are my daughter-in-law, I treat you as my daughter." Han touched his grandson's fat chin, "The family doesn't speak two families, Zhuo'er, are you right?"

Xiao Zhuoer couldn't understand what his grandmother said, and she opened her mouth and smiled without teeth. Han taped his nose, "We Zhuoer agrees too."

Without waiting for Yan Hu to refute, Han hugged Xiao Zhuoer out, "Let's go, let's go see Huahua."

"Mom, mom!" Yan Huo shouted twice, and saw that Han would never look back. He pouted. He said that he had a grandson, so he didn't feel sorry for his daughter-in-law! How about the conscience of squeezing his daughter-in-law like this? Looking at the pastry next to him, okay, the mother-in-law wanted to run away, and she also fed the horse's food and grass, and continued to pull the abacus with her fate.

Home life is warm and sweet, but something happened in the court. At the beginning of the year, Yizhou suffered a drought and locust plagues in March. The disaster occurred. However, the prefect of Yizhou was brave and concealed the disaster and did not report it, nor did he open a warehouse to release grain. The people were so hungry that they had no way to live. They had no choice but to kill the officers and soldiers to grab the granary, rise up, and occupy the mountain as king.

The people were in chaos. The Yizhou Prefect not only did not report the court, but also tried its best to conceal it, causing the bandits to directly surround the Yizhou Prefecture Office and massacre officials of all sizes. The matter was so big that it could no longer be covered. When the emperor heard the report, he was furious, "Where is the Yizhou Prefecture now?" This bastard should be cut into pieces.

"The head has been cut off by the bandits, and the head has been hung on the wall of Yizhou City."

The man was dead, and even if he wanted to ask for crime, he had to encircle and suppress the bandits first. King Su volunteered to suppress the bandits. Tang Yu led the army for the first time, but the emperor was worried. He appointed Baoqing Hou as the main general, and Tang Yu as the deputy general, leading 50,000 elite troops to Yizhou.

On the third day after King Su left Beijing, Yan Hu and Yu Qingqing went to Prince Su's mansion to visit Guo Baochan again. Guo Baochan patted his stomach and said regretfully: "If it weren't for this little guy carrying me, I could have followed him to suppress the bandits."

I was originally worried that she would be affected by her pregnancy and King Su Li Jing, but now it seems that they are worried about it. As expected, they are very worried about it.

Early that morning, when Yan Hu woke up, he found Fu Zhixing still lying beside him. He asked in shock: "Why are you still at home?"

"Let's rest today." Fu Zhixing laughed, "Let's take the children back to your parents' home."

"Really?" Yan Huo sat up happily.

Fu Zhixing leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, "Really."

The two got up, packed up, fed their son, went to Zhengdeyuan to accompany Duke An Guo and Han to have breakfast, and then returned to the minister's mansion. Seeing that his daughter, son-in-law and grandson had arrived, Princess Nanping happily took the fat little grandson from Fu Zhixing's arms, held his little butt and weighed it a few times, and said with a smile: "It's quite heavy to hold it."

"Little piglets, I ate and slept every day, and naturally I grew chubby." Yan Huo curled his lips.

When Princess Nanping stopped listening to her daughter's disgusting tone, "Zhuo'er is still young, she eats well and sleeps soundly. Look, she looks so good, she is so cute. Unlike when she was a child, she was thin and weak, and she liked to get sick." Yan Huo was born prematurely and was sickly a child. Princess Nanping was worried about her daughter.

Yan Huo sighed, "Mom, I don't love my daughter anymore, because I have a grandson."

"Yes, I won't care about you anymore. Keep Zhuo'er and you can leave." Princess Nanping gave her a blank look.

"I won't leave, I'm going to get tired of my mother." Yan Hao said in a sweet voice.

After entering the door with a joke, Zeng Yuzhi quickly walked to the side of the kang and picked up his son, "Bai'er, my brother is here, call me brother."

"Brother, brother." Yan Ying shouted, patting her slap, her mouth clear.

Xiao Zhuoer is still young and will not respond. Princess Nanping grabbed his little hand and waved it, "Zhuoer, that's the brother, Zhuoer's brother."

"Yan'er, I'm an aunt, call me aunt." Yan Hu went to tease Yan'an.

Yan Yan was a little shy and buried his head on his mother's shoulders. Zeng Yu laughed, "Bai'er, don't you remember your aunt? Your favorite little tiger shoes are made for you by my aunt." The tiger was embroidered by Chunzhi, and Yan He just sewed the upper and soles together.

"Aunt." Yan Yan turned his head and looked at Yan Huo, shouting in a slight voice.

Yan Hu clapped his hands, "Ye'er, can you hug me, aunt?"

Yan Feng seemed to think about it and stretched out his hand towards Yan Hu. Yan Hu just now hugged him, and Xiao Zhuoer, who was in Princess Nanping's arms, suddenly started to cry.

"Zhuo'er doesn't cry, is Zhuo'er doesn't cry, is he hungry or is he wet in urine? Come on, grandma, take a look." Princess Nanping put Xiao Zhuo'er on the kang, untied her, and saw that she was not wet in urine. She didn't drink milk, but touched his belly, and was still full.

Princess Nanping picked up the little guy again, patted him gently, and coaxed him, but the little guy cried louder and louder, "What's wrong? Xiaoxiao, come and coax him."

Yan Huo handed Yan Ying back to Zeng Yuzhi and carried his son over. The little guy puffed his mouth tightly and grabbed his mother's clothes, looking like he was wronged.

"Little monster, I know how to fight for my mother at such a young age. I refuse to let my mother hug others." Princess Nanping smiled.

"No way." Yan Huo didn't believe it.

"Little sister, give it a try." Zeng Yuzhi suggested with interest.

After trying three times, Xiao Zhuoer did not let Yan Huo hug Yan Ben. Yan Huo taped his little nose, "You are so domineering at such a young age."
Chapter completed!