On the afternoon of the fourth day of the lunar month, the first heavy snow fell in Changning in the eighth year. Yan Hu and Zhuoer stood in the corridor to watch the snow. Yan Hu asked with a smile: "Son, what do you think this snow looks like?"

"Mom, my great-grandfather told me the story of Yongxu's talent." Zhuo'er said with his hands behind her back.

Yan Huo bent down and pinched his little face, "Son, you are still young, don't be so stern. Moreover, didn't your great-grandfather tell you the story of Caiyi entertaining your marriage?" Lao Laizi is seventy years old. In order to make his mother happy, he pretends to be a child. This kid is originally a child, but he pretends to be a mature person, which makes people sad.

Zhuo'er thought for a while, "Mom, my son thinks this snow is like a pear blossom cake."

Yan Hu was stunned and laughed in silence. Her eldest son was a foodie, and this was confirmed again. Yan Huo squatted down and kissed his face, "My son is so smart. Xue is quite like a pear blossom cake."

Zhuo'er hugged Yanhu's neck and kissed her back, "Mom's son is the smartest."

Yan Huo picked up Zhuo'er and entered the warm pavilion. It was snowing outside, and the ground dragon burned in the house, which was warm and warm, while Xiao Yue'er slept sweetly on the couch.

"Mom, my brother has been sleeping for a long time." Zhuo'er was left with Yan Huo's bed, and he didn't need Yan Huo's help, so he took off his cotton robe.

"You can try to call my brother up." Yan Huo also took off his cotton robe.

"My brother hasn't slept enough, and when he wakes up, he will lose his temper." Zhuo'er learned how angry he got up.

"What should I do?" Yan Huo sat cross-legged on the couch, "Don't you wake him up?"

"You want to wake up." Zhuo'er's eyes rolled, "My mom, my brother won't be angry with her."

"So our Zhuo'er is also a sloppy boy." Yan Qiu shaved his nose and forced Yue'er to wake him up.

Yue'er howled a few times, and was held in Yan Huo's arms. After a few pats, Yue'er stopped crying and shouted in a straight voice, "Mom."

"Oh, mom, be good." Yan Huo kissed his face, "When will you learn to call him dad?"

"Mom." Yue'er shouted again.

Yan Huo and his two sons were playing in the warm trunk. Tsaimei came in and said, "Mrs. Young Madam, Prince Gong is here."

"What did he come to do on this snowy day?" Yan Huo frowned and asked the wet nurse and maid to accompany Zhuo'er brothers, put on a cotton robe, cloak, Zhaojun's pocket, hold a hand warmer, and go to Zhengde Hall in the snow.

As soon as she entered the warm room, Tang Zhi couldn't wait to say, "Xiaoxiao, I'm 150 pounds!"

"Really?" Yan Huo looked at his big belly, which was still tall and raised.

Tang Zhi pointed at Nie Changzheng, "Really, I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, please ask Nie Changzheng."

"The prince is indeed 150 kilograms, and he just weighed it at noon." Nie Changzheng testified.

Nie Changzheng's words, Yan Huxin laughed, "That's pretty good."

Tang Zhi swallowed, "Xiaoxiao, can I eat meat?"

"You just want to eat meat." Yan Huo said angrily.

"Xiaoxiao, I haven't eaten meat for several months." Tang Zhi said pitifully. He was not happy with all meat. After vain for several months, he wanted to bite a few bites when looking at his hands.

"You can only eat three meals, and you can only eat it at noon. Each meal is just a bowl of braised pork. Don't make a big table of dishes, and that bowl can only be of normal size." Yan Hu blocked Tang Zhi's road. Nie Changzheng saw Tang Zhisheng's desperate look and bit his mouth and laughed. The wife of Prince An Guo really knew the prince too much.

"Xiaoxiao, I heard that women are too smart and men don't like them." Tang Zhi sighed.

"A man without confidence would say this. Humph, my prince likes me to be smart, capable, gentle, kind, virtuous, and virtuous." Yan Huo boasted proudly.

"Madam really knows it too well for her husband." Fu Zhixing's voice came from the door, and then he walked in, "and he was as beautiful as a flower."

"Why did you come back so early today?" Yan Huo walked over and reached out to brush away the snowflakes falling from his shoulder.

"The yamen has nothing to do, so I'm back." Fu Zhixing held her hand.

"Xiao Tanzi, you can go back to your palace." Yan Huo said to chase people.

"I, I come to visit me, don't you keep me for a meal?" Tang Zhi asked aggrievedly.

Yan Huheng glanced at him, "When you finish your dinner, it's dark and the snowy road is slippery."

"Xiaoxiao is better thinking about the problem. Then I'll leave and I'll come back when the weather warms up." Tang Zhi didn't need to send him off with his wife, so he left with Nie Changzheng.

Fu Zhixing carried an umbrella and hugged Yan Hu and returned to Pu Panyuan.

The next day, Fu Zhixing's men found the Fang family's slut in a small house in the city. He was dead and was in a mess. Blood and white things mixed together, emitting a disgusting smell.

When Mrs. Fang heard the bad news, she fainted on the spot. Mr. Fang covered her chest and said, "The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate." She not only cut off her sadness for the children of the Fang family, but also was angry that her son died so disgracefully.

In view of Mrs. Yan Huo, Yan Huo sent the Dachuan family to the Fang family to pay condolences. The Dachuan family came back and told Yan Huo, "Mrs. Fang said that her son was alone and alone, so she wanted to find someone to match him with **."

**, also known as **, is a single man or woman who died, who is accompanied by a female corpse (male corpse). Both parties are buried together in the name of a husband and wife, so as not to appear orphans, which will affect the prosperity of the descendants of the family. This matter is not allowed by law, "It is prohibited to move and marry and die." However, the people pay attention to it, and the people do not sue the officials and do not investigate it.

"No wonder I can raise a bastard son." Yan Huo curled his lips in disgust.

Mrs. Fang was determined to match her son with a good match, but the cause of her son's death was shameful. After searching for her, no one was willing to make this marriage. Then she put her ideas on the Yan family, and Yan Xiang died prematurely.

Mrs. Yan Er could not refuse and led Mrs. Fang to the third room of the Yan family. Mrs. Yan Third knew their purpose and said with a ugly expression: "Second sister-in-law, Yan Xiang has been removed from the clan and is not the Yan family. Moreover, I can't make any decisions about this. Go and tell your father and mother."

After seeing off Mrs. Yan Er and Mrs. Yan San, Mrs. Yan was sitting in a sedan chair and went to the old house to tell Mrs. Yan. Mrs. Yan was so angry that she smashed the teacup and did not dare to disturb Mrs. Yan. She went to the second room in person and slapped her on Mrs. Yan Er's face, "Yan Xiang was abandoned, but her surname was Yan. Others don't know how your nephew died. Don't you know? Is there anyone who is so cruel to others? You don't have any daughters in the second family, you have no scruples, but don't forget that you have granddaughters."

Mrs. Yan covered her face and defended her: "Sister-in-law, I don't want it either, it's my mother's home..."

"Bah" Mrs. Yan spat heavily, "Mrs. Fang, you have been married to the Yan family for many years. I have never said that you would not care about your parents' family, but you are not so kind of care. You are stepping on the ground with the Yan family's face! Mrs. Fang, if you do something dizzy again, you can wait to collect your second child's divorce."

Mrs. Yan was so scared that she collapsed on the ground, and Mrs. Yan left with her sleeves.

This ridiculous incident was handled in time by Mrs. Yan and did not spread it. Mrs. Fang was unable to find a suitable person in the end and had to bury her son.

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Chapter completed!