A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Don't be too polite, get up, like everyone else, I'm a native of Ruzhou."

Tuesday Zhu was born in the rough, and he wouldn't reveal his identity in front of people if he hadn't had a good reason to bring such a soldier into the city.

The guards stood up tremblingly and looked up at the Tuesday column, only to feel that he was so dignified and dignified that he didn't dare to look at him.

In less than a cup of tea, the magistrate of Ruzhou went out to greet Zhou Zhu in person, and set up a banquet to wash away the dust for him.

On Tuesday, Zhu, thinking about his wife, daughter and father and mother, declined the kindness of the county magistrate and postponed the banquet for two days.

There are many customers chatting in restaurants and teahouses, and the news is much better than in other places.

Shu Ange was planning a plate at the counter, and suddenly there was the sound of a guest's discussion in his ears.

"Hey, we have a big man in Ruzhou City. General Weilong, who was appointed by the imperial court, is back. I heard that he is from Xiping Village, Fudian Town."

"What, is it really a general? I have never seen such a big official in my life. How is that general?"

"I heard that the surname is Zhou. He is tall and strong, with eyes like a falcon, and he speaks like a bell."

"Good looks, we finally have a big man in Ruzhou."

Shu Ange put down the abacus in his hand, walked to the guest table, and asked with a smile, "Dare to ask the guest officer, when did the General Zhou you speak of entered the city?"

"Hehe, Shaodong's family, it's been less than an hour since the Great General Zhou entered the city, and the magistrate is entertaining him."

"Thank you for letting me know."

The Tuesday post is back.

The original owner had very complicated feelings for this father.

Tuesday Zhu is not a bad person, and is very compassionate to his wife and daughter. He was born and died and made military exploits. If it weren't for Cheng Lin's mother and daughter, and various elaborate designs, he would not have done anything bad for his wife and daughter.

Even in the end, under the frame of Cheng Liner, Zhou Anle was regarded as a monster, and Tuesday Zhu would rather give up the position of general and protect Song's mother and daughter.

So Zhou Anle doesn't hate Zhou Zhu, and hopes that he won't be deceived by Cheng Liner's mother and daughter.

The real battle is about to start. Unlike the He family, who can be ruined by pretending to be a ghost, Cheng Liner is a very bad woman.

After chatting a few times with the guests, Shu Ange arrived at the back house, and involuntarily said Song's embroidering hand: "Mother, don't embroider first, my father is back."

Song Shi is a person who can't be idle. Her daughter let her have a good rest. She always wants to find some work to do, so she just sits in the house and embroiders when she has nothing to do.

She was embroidering a handkerchief, and her daughter's words made her completely stunned: "What are you talking about, Anle, why can't my mother understand."

What is "My father is back", Song Shi was short of breath, dizzy, and didn't dare to think about the meaning behind this sentence.

"My father didn't die. He was named General Longwei by the imperial court. Now he's back home."

In order to prevent Song from being too excited to faint, Shu Ange patted her on the back to cheer her up.

Song Shi first laughed, but before the smile reached the corners of his mouth, big teardrops fell from his eyes, and he burst into tears: "My enemy, my cruel and short-lived enemy, my enemy is not dead. He is not dead, Anle, your father is back, is your father really back?"

She held Shu Ange's hand tightly and asked the same sentence repeatedly.

"Mom, Dad is really back, don't cry. My daughter will help you to wash up. I'll go see Dad now."

A voice told Song that her daughter would not lie.

But another voice told her that if her husband had not died and had become a general, why had he not heard back for so many years.

Could it be that he became Chen Shimei outside and had long forgotten his hometown's wife and children.

Her husband is not such a merciless person, and Song shi persuaded herself like this.

She was pushed by her daughter to the dressing table in a daze, staring at her absent face in the bronze mirror in a daze.

The woman in the mirror was mottled with tears, with obvious eye lines, and her jet-black hair was mixed with a little white hair.

It's the way it is today, thanks to my daughter's nursing care.

When her daughter was forced to marry into the Hejia Chongxi, Song was exhausted and almost turned white overnight.

She remembered very clearly that when her daughter first came home, every time she combed her hair, she could brush off a lot of hair, and her face had more wrinkles than her sister-in-law.

After eating and drinking for more than half a year, Song's skin is no longer slack, and her appearance has the brilliance of her youth. Only the eye lines quietly reveal her age.

Shu Ange skillfully used rouge gouache to dress up the Song family.

The person in the mirror is a little less bitter, and a little more graceful and charming that only middle-aged women have: "Mother is so beautiful, Dad will be shocked when he sees it."

A haggard wife and a clumsy and dodging daughter can certainly arouse a man's sympathy and sense of responsibility.

But in order for this man to love himself with all his heart, he must at least have a good mental outlook.

Shu Ange wanted to see how Cheng Lin'er, mother and daughter, this time, insinuated how they disliked them.

The charming and beautiful woman in the bronze mirror made Song a little suspicious of her eyes. She touched her cheek and murmured, "An Le, what if we identify the wrong person? What if the general's surname just happened to be Zhou, not you. What about Daddy?"

"Mother, let's take a look from a distance. You can recognize it if it's Daddy. If it's not Daddy, let's just leave."

Shu Ange's words dispelled Song's doubts, yes, she has nothing to worry about.

If that person was her husband, she would recognize it on the spot, and if it wasn't her husband who walked away, who could blame her.

The mother and daughter changed into new clothes and went outside the magistrate's house together.

At this time, many people had gathered in front of the magistrate's gate, wanting to watch the excitement.

At the banquet, Tuesday Zhu missed his family and drank a few more glasses of wine because of his face, but he was always absent-minded.

The magistrate's wife and Mrs. He sat together chatting and laughing with Yan Yan. When it came to happiness, she took off the bracelet and put it on for Cheng Lin'er herself: "The little girl was born so well, I will put all my girls in the mud. Now. Auntie has nothing good, just this bracelet can be enjoyed for a while, and I will give it to the young lady as a gift."

He was overwhelmed and quickly said, "How can you accept such a heavy gift from Madam when we meet for the first time."

"General Zhou is the hero of our Dali. We can have today's peaceful days thanks to the brave frontier soldiers who killed the enemy. It's just a bracelet, why should Mrs. Zhou care about it."

The magistrate's lady's mouth was full of lotus flowers, and she said that Mrs. He was very happy.

In addition to the comfort, she was also a little sad. If the magistrate's wife knew that she was just a concubine, would she still respect her so much?

When they were in the southwest, there was only one mistress of the He family in the Great Zhou Mansion.

He was very uneasy when he was about to see Song Shi soon.

"Thank you madam, Lin'er accepts it."

Cheng Lin'er accepted the gift calmly, with no discomfort on her face.

The magistrate and the magistrate's wife are both foreigners. How can she know that she is the stepdaughter of Tuesday Zhu, so why not accept the gift as her daughter.

Anyway, Zhou Anle, that wild girl, can't compare to her no matter what.