Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 492 The night is getting dark
The sky was getting dark, and the setting sun was trying hard not to fall, but it still couldn't hold on and sank.

Sparks lit up on Liangshan Mountain. Su Jinniang said goodbye to Wu Qing and Hu Sanniang and walked briskly home with her hands behind her back.

Lu Bu was teasing little Lu Wen with some freshly picked fruits in the house. However, the little man probably rarely saw his father. Even though they had been together for a long time, he was still a little wary and hesitant to accept the gift from his old father. of feeding.

"Lang Jun, Sister Jinniang has returned."

The two girls who turned around looked at the maid holding their daughter, and their man was struggling to please her, and couldn't help but chuckled: "I'd better be a slave."

Wu Qing took the fruit pulp from Lu Bu and stuffed it into her daughter's mouth. Wu Qing picked up the child from the maid and glanced at the man: "Finally, I followed your husband's wishes."

The man who was looked down upon over there wasn't angry either, he smiled and said, "You two didn't agree?"

"I'll be good if I get a bargain." Yi Zhangqing came over with long legs, touched Xiao Lu Wen's head, and praised in his mouth: "It's just that Mrs. Su Er's temperament is really not something that ordinary women can have. If she changes to the slave family, but It’s impossible to find someone before there’s an engagement.”

Lu Bu raised his eyebrows: "Really... I think it's okay."

"You are a man and naturally you can't feel it." Wu Qing's voice sounded nearby, which resonated with Hu Sanniang. Even the maid beside her nodded in agreement.

"Maybe." Lu Bu didn't argue, he touched his daughter's feet with his hand, walked aside and picked up a tea cup to drink: "But in this way, Su Liang can also go to Liaodong with him next time."

"Mr. Lang is talking about business again."

"That's right, Lang Jun himself agreed not to tell it at home."

A coquettish voice came, making the man holding the teacup stunned for a moment, then he smiled bitterly and made a gesture of surrender: "It's someone's fault, it's not, let's not talk about it anymore."

Quiet laughter sounded in the house, and soon it became completely dark.

……

For most people, darkness often means the end of a hard day's work.

At this time in Yunzhou City, Song Jiang walked out of the yamen holding a lantern. It was nothing to be sad to see the lively streets becoming silent. Most of the time, subordinate officials like him had to be on duty at the yamen from time to time and had long been accustomed to this.

After stretching, Kurosaburo walked towards the West Market. He had been busy for the past two days and there was not much edible food at home. There were shops that he often visited in the West Market and he also had his own property, so he just went there to use it. Some late-night snacks would be nice too.

Thinking like this, Song Jiang walked down the street holding a lantern with a somewhat relaxed expression on his face. It felt good to be relied on by the county magistrate, but he was also very tired after the day.

I'll tell my old parents tomorrow...

wow——

The water splashed on the ground, and Song Jiang jumped back. The water splashed everywhere, and a little bit of dirty water splashed on his trousers. Song Jiang looked at it under the light, and immediately bared his teeth. Before he could see the person who splashed the water clearly, he heard an old man. The woman's surprised voice came: "Ah, Asi, why are you so embarrassed?"

Oops! How did you come here...

Song Jiang secretly complained in his heart, but he was well behaved, so he immediately raised his hands towards the old lady: "It turns out to be Yan Po. I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay?"

"What you said is very polite. This is also your home. You will know it when you come in." The old woman came closer. She was a little stout in her fifties. She grabbed Song Jiang's hand and said, "Asi is really serious." It's been a long time since I've been here, and my daughter has lost weight because of her longing for him." As he said that, he dragged him into the house.

It’s strange that your daughter can think of me!
Song Jiang cursed, but said: "I've been busy with official duties these days, and my parents summon me from time to time, so Xiao Ke won't go in, so as not to..."

"Asi!" Yan Po suddenly raised her voice a little, and there was a faint sound of windows opening all around. The woman said in her mouth, dragging her hands: "My daughter is already a person of Ai Si, why don't you pass by the house? Wouldn't it be a slap in my wife's face if she came in? I'm just getting dressed as a supervisor. Come in first to have a rest and have some water and wine. I'll make you two hot dishes. Wouldn't it be nice for you and me?"

Song Jiang's sharp eyes saw several heads protruding from the neighboring buildings. He couldn't argue with the old woman at the moment, so he could only say: "Then I'm sorry." Let the other party pull him in.

When Yan Po saw that he didn't refuse, she was extremely happy. She dragged him into the house and shouted: "Daughter, daughter, Asi is here, come out quickly!"

I heard the sound of running upstairs, and then a bright-eyed young woman wearing light clothes ran downstairs, shouting happily: "But Zhang Lang is here?"

Zhang Lang......

snort! Don't you avoid it now?
Song Jiang curled his lips behind Yan Po, and the old woman in front of him hurriedly spoke: "Mr. Zhang, he is Song Yasi, our benefactor——"

The old woman has good intentions. She is a person who understands the importance of things. After the death of the pillar of her family, it was thanks to Song Jiang that she was able to establish herself in Yuncheng and even have such a house to live in. However, her daughter turned out to be bright-eyed and blind. Yes, I don’t know what to do with another pretty boy, and I’m really a bit ignorant. Today I was thinking about making a match, and I told my daughter again, don’t let the noble man go, don’t go to someone who is not very capable.

That young woman was Yan Poxi. After listening to her mother's words and looking at Song Jiang's short black figure, she rolled her eyes until her pupils were gone, and walked down stumbling: "It's you!"

Even if Song Jiang didn't take this woman to heart, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, thinking that by helping you mother and daughter, I also helped create an enemy for my family.

It's just that he was too lazy to be angry with me, so he just nodded with a gentle smile: "It's been a long time indeed."

Yan Poxi tore her handkerchief, looked aside, and muttered: "It's been a long time since we last saw each other, no one cares."

Her voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for the two people in the room to listen. Yan Po immediately glared at her and chuckled: "Oshi, you go upstairs first, I will prepare some hot dishes for you, old lady."

Then he glared at Yan Poxi and said through gritted teeth: "Daughter, you and Asi go upstairs and wait for you."

He walked up to her and whispered in her ear: "If something goes wrong, be careful, I will beat you with a stick tomorrow."

With a hesitant look in Song Jiang's eyes, he quickly turned around and smiled: "Come on, sir, go upstairs." He hit his daughter twice with his hands behind his back. Yan Poxi shook the handkerchief and snorted: "Follow me!"

That's all, just eat something and go.

Song Jiang shook his head, smiled at Yan Po, and followed him upstairs. Yan Po immediately used all his skills to prepare four dishes and one soup, and boiled two pots of good wine to serve.

Then I looked up from downstairs with anxiety, praying in my heart that my daughter would not lose her temper. When I saw Song Jiang didn't come down at the second watch, I smiled with relief.

The child is quite sensible.

Thinking like this, Yan Po also went to bed.

　I was reminded that I forgot to arrange for Su Ding. I have revised it in the article. In the latest arrangement, he joined the Shengying camp as deputy general together with Hao Siwen.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)