My wife is number one in the world

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My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 529 I've Thought About This Day Too (Three in One)

Chapter 529 I also thought about this day

Liu Mingzhi was also a little embarrassed when he heard Qi Ya's teasing, but there was nothing he could do.

Intuitively speaking, he really doesn't feel very close to his grandfather.

After all, I haven't even met face to face, if I got close, it would be a ghost.

But Liu Mingzhi had no choice, he didn't go to Donghai to visit relatives this year, and he didn't see his grandfather at all.

"Sister, forget it, let's not talk about it. Since it is a house that is compensated for you, it is your home, and it is up to you. Why do you want to replace it with a plaque without words?"

"Why not use a plaque without words? Lu Mansion? Or Qi Mansion? Or the words Sangmenxing?"

"This is true!"

Liu Mingzhi suddenly realized that he was chatting to death, Qi Ya must have her own ideas in doing this, why did he have to bring up these past events.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and hold the lights in the courtyard. It's too dark and depressing."

"Ah? You go by yourself, is there no servant in the mansion?"

At this time, Liu Mingzhi realized that there was no one in the house except himself and Qi Ya, not even a servant girl.

No wonder it looks so desolate and deserted.

"Who dares to serve a bereaved star? In fact, it's good to be free and unrestrained. If you're tired, you can go back to your father's house for a while. If you want to come back, you can come back. It's inconvenient to have a servant."

"Aren't you afraid? The huge house is deserted. Don't you feel that it's too desolate to live alone? There's no popularity at all."

Looking at the empty house, Liu Mingzhi couldn't imagine what it would be like to live alone in such a place.

If you put it on yourself, sooner or later your spirit will be depressed and you will lose your mind.

Qi Ya's expression was a little sad: "I'm afraid, how can I not be afraid, but what can I do if I'm afraid, I still have to live on, but now I'm slowly getting used to it, and I don't think there is anything wrong with it. As long as you are open-minded, there is no pure land on earth! "

"You live open-mindedly."

"It's nothing more than being forced to do nothing. How can there be open-mindedness?"

Qi Ya laughed at herself.

"Let me hold the lamp, tell me where it is!"

"Alright!"

Qi Ya did not politely reject Liu Mingzhi's suggestion, and directly led Liu Mingzhi to wander.

Liu Mingzhi held up the bamboo pole in his hand, and hung the lanterns one by one under the eaves. After a cup of tea, the courtyard became bright and majestic.

Without that gloomy feeling, it is no different from a normal people's yard.

"Wipe off your sweat!"

"Thank you."

Looking at the handkerchief Qi Ya handed over, Liu Mingzhi didn't hesitate, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Dozens of lanterns are not an easy task.

Liu Mingzhi, who was wiping the sweat from his forehead, was stunned.

At some point, the cold and desolate courtyard brightened up.

Not only is it bright, it is simply beautiful, like a fairyland on earth, which makes people fascinated.

I used to feel that the gloomy veil fell from the sky to the mortal world like galaxies under the light of the lights.

The rustling things Liu Mingzhi also saw their true colors, it turned out that they were light gauze, surrounded by many leisurely turning windmills, the colors were dizzying.

In the courtyard, under the four or five osmanthus trees, there are paper cranes flying lightly everywhere, which is a match made in heaven against the light gauze.

It turned out that Qi Ya was not lying, the house in front of her was indeed refreshing.

It's just that it doesn't seem very auspicious to plant this sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

Liu Mingzhi didn't care too much. Although he was a little scornful of certain things after experiencing all kinds of later generations, the ancients planted sweet-scented osmanthus at home, which meant an ominous omen.

The osmanthus tree at home, the ghosts outside the courtyard return.

"Eldest sister, this sweet-scented osmanthus plant..."

"What else is there to be afraid of, the Sangmen star?"

Qi Ya naturally knew the taboo of planting sweet-scented osmanthus at home, but she turned and left indifferently.

She seemed to have really reached the point where her mind was as calm as water, and she didn't care about anything, as long as she lived comfortably.

Liu Mingzhi followed silently. Qi Ya's indifferent state of mind is more modern than his modern person. Sometimes when facing Qi Ya, he can't help but doubt whether he is from a later generation or Qi Ya is from a later generation. of.

I really can't keep up with the rhythm.

"Sit down for a while, I'll get the medicinal wine."

"it is good!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at the ordinary carpet in the gazebo and sat down on his knees. He didn't even place a stone table or bench, which was really eclectic.

On the carpet was a low wooden table with an unremarkable appearance. On the wooden table was a high-quality incense burner, and beside it was an object covered with silk cloth.

Liu Mingzhi looked at his appearance, either Guzheng or a musical instrument like Guqin.

"This is the life of a person. You don't have to work hard, you don't have to work hard, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you are pitiful, but you are living a life that countless people yearn for."

I have a house of my own, and my father is an official in the court. The food for a woman does not cost much money at all. It is not an exaggeration to say that she has no worries about food and clothing. She does not need a husband and a child. When she is free, she goes out to release paper kites for an outing, and comes back when she is tired. Sit on the ground and cook a cup of tea.

Look at the flowers blooming and falling lightly, and watch the clouds roll and relax with a smile.

Liu Mingzhi frowned slightly, he had obviously become a dragon and phoenix among others in others' mouths, how could he fall behind compared to Zhu Run and Qi Ya.

Eating, drinking and waiting to die, having wives and concubines in groups is the life I want to live, but when did I become so exhausted?

This runs counter to my own ambitions.

I have to get up on the fourth watch every day to prepare for the court, and I can only go home at noon, and I have to carry out calculations among my colleagues. No matter how I look at it, I am very tired.

"This is not the way I want to live, how can I live like this?"