"Humph!!"

Yu Qingming snorted coldly, this is going to see her mother-in-law, is it tempting to wear it?

Although Zhang Dingtian said so, when Yu Qingming went out, he still stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Qingming's hand.

Yu Qingming's hand is small and soft, and it is very comfortable to grasp it.

Zhang Ding's long legs are long, and one step is too clear to walk a few steps.

But this time, he didn't walk so fast, and he followed her steps.

Until the room inside, Zhang Dingtian let go of Yu Qingming's hand.

"Father, mother!"

"Father, mother!"

Zhang Dingtian walked over, knelt down first, and yelled respectfully.

Yu Qingming also knelt down and shouted at the same time.

The Marshal and Zhang looked at Yu Qingming, with dignified appearance and very atmospheric temperament.

Such a girl, in the past, even entering the palace, it was all right.

"Father, drink tea!"

Yu Qingming took the tea cup from a maid and handed it to the marshal.

"good!"

The marshal was very satisfied. After all, she was the daughter-in-law she had chosen, and she was the most satisfied no matter how she looked at it.

He took a sip from the tea cup and handed a red seal to Yu Qingming.

"Thank you dad!"

"Mother, drink tea!"

Yu Qingming gave Zhang's tea again.

"good!"

Zhang drank the tea with a smile, and asked the maid to deliver a small carved box to Yu Qingming.

"Thank you mother!!"

Yu Qingming stretched out his hand and took the small box.

Zhang Dingtian helped Yu Qingming to stand up.

At this time, lunch was over. Seeing the children's affection, the marshal and his wife were very happy.

Later, Zhang Dingtian and Yu Qingming returned to their courtyard together.

At this time, there were already servants who brought up the food one after another.

"Have you not eaten yet?"

Looking at those things on the table, Yu Qingming asked aloud.

"Ate!"

Zhang Dingtian took off his coat outside and asked the maid to hang it on one side.

"How can I eat all these things by myself."

Yu Qingming sat down and looked at this table, eating a large amount of food, unavoidably dumbfounded.

"I just took a look, what do you like to eat!?"

Zhang Dingtian's answer made Yu Qingming helpless for a while.

What the **** is this.

"Actually, you can ask me directly."

Yu Qingming was eating rice with his rice bowl.

"I like to observe by myself!"

Zhang Dingtian was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't want to look like he was a bit mentally retarded, and he was very tough.

"..."

Hearing what he said, Yu Qingming couldn't help laughing.

"Eat well!"

So Zhang Dingtian took the chopsticks again and gave her a chopsticks dish.

That was the dish she had used two chopsticks before.

Yu Qingming watched his small changes, with a smile on his lips.

I picked up some dishes I usually like to eat. After that, Zhang Dingtian had already contracted this kind of food picking.

"Marshal, don't you want to go out?"

Yu Qingming finished eating, walked for a while, and sat on the bed again. Suddenly she wanted to try this interface to continue cultivating inner power.

After all, this is a war-torn world, and Zhang Dingtian is still a young marshal with thousands of troops.

Since I was with him, naturally I wouldn't let him be imprisoned again.