Master in charge of the case: Our county magistrate has a black belly

Chapter 68 New Year's Eve 1
In a blink of an eye, it will be the 29th of the new year, and tomorrow night will be the [-]th of the new year, and there is a lively atmosphere on the street. The difference is that Han Quce is standing alone in front of the plum blossom tombstone, lighting incense on the tombstone, I started to worship, and said something, "Mother, today is your death day, mother, you said you like plum blossoms, so I came here to worship you, it seems a bit sloppy, I am very happy here, since you left Yes, it's the first time I'm so happy, mother, I seem to have found the other half of the one-for-one couple you mentioned. By the way, mother, it turns out that father did not betray you, that woman is the emperor's concubine, and the child is As for the prince, I miss Daddy too."

Lu Yu stood not far away and listened a little distressed. Today is the death day of his mother-in-law. Lu Yu also went to burn incense sticks. Han Quce looked at him in surprise. Lu Yu knelt down under Han Quce's surprised gaze, " Mother-in-law, although this is not your tomb, but I swear to this tombstone, my mother-in-law is on top, and my son-in-law will never leave Aqu until the next life, no, I will never leave him in the next life." Lu Yu finished speaking and pulled Watching Han Quce kneel down and kowtow.

"You." Han Quce pointed at him.

Lu Yu said with a playful smile, "I swore it in front of my mother-in-law, now I should believe my sincerity."

"Rogue!" Han Quce glared at him.

"My mother-in-law will be happy under Jiuquan." Lu Yu said.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Han Quce stood up, patted the snow on his body, turned and left.

"Aqu~" Lu Yu called from behind.

Han Quce lowered his head and raised his lips, "Idiot."

Far away in the capital city of Liang County, a bouquet of plum blossoms was placed on a tomb. In front of the tomb was a man, looking a little sad from the back, "Que'er, I've come to see you. I miss you so much." The man's voice was a little choked, and the sky It was already snowing heavily, and the man didn't seem to notice that he was still standing in the snow, knowing that someone was telling him to go back.

On the tombstone of the tomb, it says, Beloved Wife, Fang Que'er.

On the day of New Year's Eve, the yamen was extremely lively. Axiu and Ahu's mother were busy in the kitchen, Han Quce was busy writing Spring Festival couplets, Xia Yan and Ahu were busy putting up Spring Festival couplets, Xiao Yun and Xiao Han were homeless, Lu Yu was kind. It should be said that Han Quce kindly left Xiao Han and Xiao Yun to celebrate the New Year. They were helping to arrange the dishes. Lu Yu sat and watched. No. They were grinding ink.
"Hurry up and sharpen the ink. There's still a lot to write." Han Quce urged.

"I've worked very hard." Lu Yu rubbed his ink in a calm manner.

"Can you use dim sum? This is the most idle job for you." Han Quce looked at him.

Lu Yu smiled flatteringly, "Yes. My wife. I will work hard to polish the ink."

"Stop being glib." Han Quce continued to concentrate on writing Spring Festival couplets.

"Master... I'll get the Spring Festival couplets." Ahu came into the study and said to Han Quce.

"On the table." Han Quce pointed to the Spring Festival couplets that had been written on the table.

"Okay." Ah Hu was about to go out with a handful of Spring Festival couplets in his arms, but was stopped by Han Quce.

"Ah Hu, don't paste it backwards." Han Quce said.

"He knows there's a summer catcher." Ah Hu smirked, and left with the Spring Festival couplets in his arms.

"Silly boy." Lu Yu shook his head.

"He's honest." Han Quce countered.

"How can I be honest."

"Stop talking nonsense. You just don't want to teach them badly."

"How can I have it?" Lu Yu argued aggrievedly.

"Stop rambling. Grind ink!"

"Yes." Lu Yu lowered his head and continued grinding the ink helplessly. "By the way, Ah Qu, what is your New Year's resolution?"

(End of this chapter)