"Brother!"

A cold wind blew in with the wind and snow. Huang Xiurou, wearing a cotton cloth dress, came into the room and threw herself into Huang Laifu's arms. Huang Laifu picked her up and turned around: "Wow, my little sister is heavy again!"

Huang Xiurou giggled, and the crisp voice was heard far away. Seeing that her beautiful little face was red with cold, Huang Laifu said, "Little sister, are you cold?"

Huang Xiurou said innocently, "My little sister is not cold." She hugged Huang Laifu's neck and said, "Brother, are you in better health? I was so worried about your appearance a few days ago."

Huang Laifu felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he smiled and said, "Brother is fine, my body is already well. If you don't believe me, look." He put Huang Xiurou down and put on a toned position, with his muscles "slap" sounding.

He said, "Look, is it okay? Look at my brother again." He put on a few more looks, perhaps because of his young body, Huang Lai Fuxin became younger and made these relaxed actions.

Huang Xiurou clapped her hands and laughed: "Okay, brother is so great!"

"What's so lively?" As a woman said, the cotton door curtain was lifted and a large group of people squeezed in.

The reason for using squeeze is that there are indeed many people coming in.

Huang Laifu's parents Huang Sihao, Yang, Huang Laifu's three sisters, plus several children of three sisters. The three sisters have 5 children in total: 3 girls and 2 boys. The oldest is 10 years old and the youngest is 4 years old.

There were also Huang Laifu's second wife Liu, Sanniang Wang, and Liu's son, Huang Laifu's half-brother Huang Lingbin, and a large group of people. In addition, Huang Laifu and Huang Xiurou were originally in the house, everyone squeezed the house. A few servants were still standing outside the house. For a while, people kept vocalizing in the house, clamping the noise of children.

This group of people is naturally led by Huang Sihao and Yang couple. Huang Sihao is tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a crisscrossing face, full of wind and frost, and his hair and beard are even gray. In the Ming Dynasty, few people who are nearly 60 years old have fair hair and beards, especially those in the border army with a bitter and cold face.

He was wearing a half-old cotton robe and casual clothes, maybe he didn't change into slippers when he came out to patrol or something. He was wearing a pair of leather military boots in the Ming Border Army, which was as long as his knees and a mala nailed on his heel, which looked like a typical old military man.

Yang is also a gray-haired person in his fifties and dressed in a simple manner. He is a very kind old woman. When she saw her, Huang Laifu remembered her mother in later generations. The eldest sister and the second sister supported her.

The three sisters were all dressed in armor, which was the custom of young women in the Ming Dynasty at that time. Huang Sihao's two concubines, Liu and Wang, were wearing backs, which were also popular clothing for Ming women at that time.

Yang smiled when he came in, "Fu'er, Rou'er, what were you brother and sister doing just now?"

Huang Xiurou called out "Auntie" sweetly, then grabbed Wang's arms and acted coquettishly: "Mom."

Mrs. Wang patted her little head and said docilely: "Okay, okay, my good daughter."

Everyone next to them smiled. Although Huang Xiurou was born by Sanniang Wang, she was a pistachio for everyone at home, and everyone liked her very much. Although Wang had Huang Xiurou, the 9-year-old daughter, she married early in the Ming Dynasty, and she was only 26 years old this year.

Huang Laifu smiled and said, "It's nothing. I was joking with my younger sister just now."

He sorted out his clothes and walked up to Huang Sihao and Yang seriously and said, "I'm paying homage to my father and mother!" Without thinking, the memories in Huang Laifu's previous mind naturally appeared in his mind, and he naturally made the tone and etiquette of the Ming people's speech. And his courtesy was also sincere.

Huang Sihao's tough look was not very good, and his son saluted, but nodded and said "um", but a hint of relief flashed in his eyes. Huang Laifu is always careless, and his parents always look impatient when talking to him. Unexpectedly, after going out for nearly a year, and after this incident, he seemed calm and sensible today. Huang Sihao also felt a little comforted.

Not to mention Yang, seeing her son like this, Yang was happy and loving, and she kept saying, "Okay, my son doesn't have to be too polite, are you better?"

Huang Laifu smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, my child is already well." He moved his body to strengthen his persuasion.

Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, then I feel relieved for my mother. I remembered how you looked that day, but I was so anxious." As she said that, tears rolled in her eyes, and she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe her tears.

The second sister Huang Wanrou and the third sister Huang Birou hurriedly stepped forward and whispered comfort.

Huang Sihao frowned and said, "Okay, isn't the child okay? Don't always cry, you're such a woman."

Yang immediately cried and scolded him, "Old guy, you still said to me, these days, you are not more anxious than me. Every day, I have to ask me how many times my child is doing, how she is doing, and she is talking about her old body." Everyone covered their mouths and smiled.

Huang Sihao was a little embarrassed, coughed, Yang snorted, and stopped talking tactfully.

Huang Laifu felt warm in his heart and said, "It's all the children who are unfilial, which makes their parents worry!" He has completely devoted himself to this physical role.

The eldest sister Huang Zirou laughed: "Oh, little brother, you hit the rock a few times, but you didn't expect to get back and forth and become sensible. I know that my parents would be worried?" She was straightforward and always said anything. A few days ago, she and her second sister and third sister heard about Huang Laifu's accident, and they were busy rushing back from other places to visit. These days, they have been worrying about Huang Laifu's situation in the thousand-household houses.

Huang Laifu stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, and then despised himself. He was also a 35-year-old man in his future life. In addition, he didn't know how old he was in this life, so he still acted like this assuming that he was young.

Yang patted his elder sister Huang Zirou's head: "You are a sister, why do you say that to your brother?"

The eldest sister shouted, "Oh my mother, the children are here, and they still beat them like this."

Yang smiled and said, "Why do you have the style of being a mother like you? The child is 10 years old at the age of 10, and he still looks like he didn't grow up before."

Everyone laughed. The eldest sister's two children, 10-year-old daughter Qian Niuer, and her 8-year-old son Qian Shier, started to cheer together: "My mother was beaten by her grandmother, and her mother was beaten by her grandmother."

The eldest sister said shyly: "What are you two little bastards saying? Go and go..." and bombarded the two children.

Huang Sihao coughed and said, "Okay, stop making trouble, Fu'er will recover. It's almost noon, so everyone will go to the lobby for dinner." Ming people and Han Tang people have two meals a day, and they have already had three meals a day, and lunch is already a very formal meal.

No matter what, I have decided on my third sister’s business. As for what method to use, I will do it slowly.

Huang Laifu was thinking, and suddenly heard two submissive voices next to him: "Young Master..."
Chapter completed!