Lin Pingzhi thanked Lin Zimo for his kindness, and then left with a smile. After all, the feeling of being promoted to two levels of official will certainly not be ordinary good, but very good. Lin Zimo, who dismissed her nominal son, saw Chu Hanlu yawning repeatedly, which showed that her interest came and went quickly. With her hands rubbing her eyes, she got up and said goodbye, turned around and left, while her maid Cailian made a blessing to the two masters sitting in the circle chair and followed her out.

Lin Zimo saw that it was getting late, so he decided to wash and go to bed. When he stood up, he walked out, and Yang Mengqi followed him slowly. Caiyue and Ji Xiaojuan took the initiative to prepare the face water and foot washing water for the couple. They always endured one long night after another in envy and hatred. Although the two women want to be favored by Lin Zi, their goals are very different. Ji Xiaojuan is affectionate with him, and Caiyue wants to get rid of her identity as a slave and get a chance to take the throne.

Yang Mengqi, who returned to the north room of the inner courtyard, sat on a chair and deliberately put on a pretty face and said, "Fainth, I won't let you bully the slave like this. It's really uncomfortable for you to ask a man in his fifties to call me your mother.

Lin Zimo, who also sat down slowly, said happily, "Madam, you have to figure it out. After all, being a husband is also one of the victims. He took the initiative to call you that, not what I ordered. Besides, he has to recognize me as his father, so what can I do? Although he is shameless and shameless, it is not for ordinary people to reach his level. To some extent, he is still valuable to be used. Since God created people, everyone should have their own role. If a person's role is not played out, it only means that the person has not been placed in the right position.

Yang Mengqi, who heard a little in the fog, realized that he was making a circle for himself, covered his little mouth and smiled, "It is the saddest thing in the world for white-haired people to send black-haired people. The slave family saw that their father-in-law, a black-haired father, must send their white-haired son to the ground first. Oh, I just don't know if my father-in-law will be extremely sad at that time?"

Lin Zimo, who didn't agree, smiled and pointed to her, "Madam, you are getting worse and worse."

Yang Mengqi noticed that there were only two couples in the room, which became a little more "unbridled" than usual. He smiled and said, "The reason why the slave family became worse is not influenced by the husband. After all, there is a husband and a wife."

Lin Zimo, who was happy in it, smiled faintly and said, "My wife is smart and can realize it without anyone's influence."

When the couple were happy with each other, Ji Xiaojuan and Caiyue came in with hot water full of half of the basin in their hands. Yang Mengqi, who no longer quarreled with his father-in-law, returned to the side of virtuousness and personally served Lin Zimo's cleaning. Unable to adapt to being served, he still likes to do it himself and have enough food and clothing. Sitting on the chair, he had just put a pair of bare feet into the hot water basin to burn his feet, and saw Yang Mengqi immediately squatting down and cleaning him with his hands.

"I've told you countless times, don't have to do that." Lin Zimo, whose body was slightly tilted forward, stretched out a hand to stop him.

The stubborn Yang Mengqi still adheres to his traditional concept and insists on serving his father-in-law to wash his feet. On this matter, Lin Zimo argues with her almost every day, quarrels, reason and poses facts, and each time the result is that he ends with surrender. It should have been a great satisfaction in a man's heart to let a beautiful woman with artistic and cultural atmosphere wash his feet, but he really can't be proud. After all, he, with modern people's concept, still needs personal pain to insist on his wife.

Yang Mengqi put a pair of small fragrant hands into the hot water basin and gently rubbed Lin Zimo's big thick feet and said, "My father-in-law works outside so that Hanlu and I can live a good life, so it is my responsibility as a wife to serve you. At this time, the slave family did not expect what she could do for her father-in-law. She is 14 years old, and it will take another year or two to understand the truth of being a woman.

I feel that Chu Hanlu should not grow up to be a good Lin Zimo, and I hope that she can always maintain a naive and pure heart. Although if a person does not grow up at a certain age, he will be defined as very "two" and recognized as a manifestation of mental retardation, he believes that he has the ability to protect her from bullying.

Lin Zimo, who yawned, smiled and said, "A man's family is as natural as the sun rises and sets in the west, so my wife doesn't have to be grateful to me, and you are so good to me, but I can't repay you."

Yang Mengqi, who was sweet at the tip of his heart, squeezed his lips and smiled sweetly, recalling what he had said. Lin Zimo, who lowered his head, was really satisfied when he saw that she was inevitably able to compare ancient women with modern women. His conclusion is that a wife is better than an ancient woman, and a lover is looking for a modern woman, after all, more open and **. Yang Mengqi washed and wiped his feet for Lin Zimo, and the whole process was completed one by one. She didn't feel inappropriate and uncomfortable, but felt sweet.

Lin Zimo, who stood up slowly, put on his shoes and made up a decision to let Ji Xiaojuan and Caiyue temporarily avoid it, and then forcibly pressed Yang Mengqi on the chair to remove the embroidered shoes on her feet and then wash her feet. With an anxious expression, she looked very flustered and insisted on not doing this. Lin Zimo, who doesn't feel that she has lost her human dignity, usually thinks that she is very good to herself, and she should have returned her equally well.

Yang Mengqi, who struggled hard, shook her head desperately, and her eyes were full of moving tears. She said reluctantly, "Fainth, if you really do that, you will kill the slave family. I can't stand it."

Lin Zimo, who had made up his mind, kept a smile on his face for a woman's unique love and said, "I'm ashamed to say it. My wife is not the first woman to wash my feet. Chu Hanlu has enjoyed this kind of treatment once. If my husband doesn't treat you well once, it only shows that I am biased, and I will abruptly respond that my wife is not as good as a concubine, and it is better to steal than to steal.

After listening to this, Yang Mengqi's attitude softened a lot in an instant. After all, he was his wife and deserved more love and respect from him. Since Chu Hanlu has enjoyed excellent treatment one step ahead of herself, she should accept Lin Zimo's kindness to herself. However, Yang Mengqi, who is still deeply influenced by the feudal shackles, feels that Chu is a little girl who has not really grown up. It's not a big deal to suffer. She just has the right to wash her daughter's feet.

While Yang Mengqi was hesitating and struggling, Lin Zimo quickly took off the embroidered shoes on her feet and removed the cloth socks on her feet. Her small but deformed jade feet that were not wrapped in a foot wrap appeared in his eyes. Born from his heart, he couldn't help doing a very unprofessional foot massage for his wife.

Yang Mengqi instinctively withdrew his left foot in his hand and said at a loss, "Famar, don't."

Lin Zimo has a commonality with all men. The more he hears women say no, the more they want it. Pretending not to hear him, he did not so much as to massage Yang Mengqi's feet as to play and appreciate her jade feet. She squeezed her lips tightly, and her expression was very contradictory, so she had to let him do whatever he wanted.

A smiling face soon appeared on Lin Zimo's face and said, "My wife's feet not only look white, but also quite slippery to touch, almost comparable to the skin on your body. Is it possible that you often use milk to bathe?

"The slave family is not such a loser." Yang Mengqi, who has a good family, defended himself without thinking too much.

"In this way, my wife is naturally beautiful and can't give up." Lin Zimo, who already had a bad smile in his smile, said slowly.

Yang Mengqi, who suddenly realized that he was bad to himself again, so she pouted and imitated Chu Hanlu's appearance and said anxiously, "My husband is bad. I like to make fun with the slave family. If you bully me like this again, you will really ignore you!"

Lin Zimo has put her feet in hot water and washed them and said, "My wife is angry. I will definitely reflect on it for my husband. How can I better bully you by studying hard? Otherwise, if you are not good at bullying, I'm afraid you will complain.

Yang Mengqi, who was successfully diverted his attention, did not tighten his muscles like zombies, but slowly relaxed. Her inner uneasiness slowly disappeared with the relaxation and jokes between husband and wife. It was not until Lin Zimo had wiped his feet and forcibly picked them up that he attracted attention again.

Lin Zimo, who hugged Yang Mengqi with both hands, was not in a hurry to put her down, so he shouted outside the door: "You can come in."

Hearing the call of the master, Ji Xiaojuan and Caiyue quickly got up from the chair in the outer room and quickly walked in. The two happened to see Lin Zimo, who couldn't help kissing Yang Mengqi's cheek in her arms. Those who had experienced and learned quickly lowered their heads, pretended not to see anything, packed up their things skillfully and walked out.

Seeing the two maids out of the inner room, Yang Mengqi shook his little feet happily and gently hit him. He couldn't hide his happy and sweet smile and said, "Dead."

Lin Zimo, who had already got emotionally, hugged her in his arms and walked to the bedside. He half-seriously and half-jokingly said, "Since my wife doesn't like a white-haired son, then you should give birth to a brunette son for me."

Yang Mengqi, who was happy and shy, scolded sulkingly: "Dead.