Chen Wanrong tactfully reminded them: "Dad, I don't know if the clothes I bought for you are suitable, so you can try it."

The two elders woke up and Chen Laoshi hurriedly responded, "Oh". He had never worn many new clothes in his life. He was happy in his shirt and quickly added: "Thank you, Wanrong."

Chen Wangshi glanced at him: "It's all from the same family, thank you very much. Take off your clothes and try it." He picked up the robe and saw that it was covered with dust. He scolded him: "It's all you, a big man seems to have never seen the world. He can't even hold a robe. You see, it's dirty." While saying that, he dusted the robe and dusted off the dust.

This nagging sounded in Chen Laoshi's ears, not only did it not feel harsh, but it was very helpful. He smiled at Chen Wangshi and took off his linen clothes covered with patches with Chen Wanrong's help.

Chen Laoshi reached out and wanted to take the robe. Chen Wangshi was not satisfied and ordered: "Take off another one. This is a robe. You don't feel that it's too hot to wear it?"

This made sense. Chen Laoshi took off one more piece as he said. Chen Wangshi walked closer and said, "Come around. Put half of his arm on first."

Chen Wanrong picked up half of his arm to help Chen Laoshi wear it. After putting on half of his arm, Chen Wanrong tidied it up a little. Chen Wangshi then put his robe on Chen Laoshi's back. Chen Wanrong hurriedly stretched his sleeves and Chen Laoshi happily put it on. After putting it on, Chen Wangshi helped buckle the cloth, tilted his neck to look at it, and smiled before he could say something: "Old man, do you know how old you are now?"

"I'm forty-three!" Chen honestly said nothing, and said it without thinking: "You woman don't even remember my age."

This was a bit heavy. Chen Wanrong was afraid that the couple would have a meaningless dispute, so he took the conversation and said, "Dad, it's not that I can't remember your age, but that you are young. If you wear this robe, you will be much younger, so it's only thirty-five or six."

Who doesn't want to be young? When Chen Laoshi heard this, he said in surprise: "Really? Then I have to take a look." He turned around and entered the room. Chen Wangshi asked strangely: "What are you going to do?"

"Find a mirror." Chen Zhen's voice came from the room. When he came out, he had a small bronze mirror in his hand, which was used by Chen Wangshi. When he looked at the bronze mirror, his voice became high and he bragged: "Oh, I really didn't expect that I was so young, as if I was young. This soap is really a good thing, and even the wrinkles on my face disappeared."

It’s because I’ve washed my wrinkles, the wrinkles are no longer rough, shiny, and a little pink. Chen Laoshi was in a good mood and didn’t even take wrinkles seriously.

His words are equivalent to what we are saying now about the young young man who is twenty years old. His words are so boring. Chen Wang burst out laughing: "You are not afraid of blushing when you speak. If you shaved your beard, you will be one or two years younger."

We often say "three-point appearance, seven-point dressing", which makes sense. Just a new robe is worn on his body and cleansed his body. Chen Hushi has been almost ten years old. It's just that his beard is messy, which makes him not young enough.

Whose achievements are all this? Chen Wanrong's achievements are true! Chen looked at Chen Wanrong honestly and liked him no matter how he looked at him. Being able to do his son is a big deal!

"I have time to go to the town to find a barber and cut it for me." Chen Zhen touched his beard and agreed with Chen Wang's statement.

Chen Wang smiled slightly and said, "I want to have a barber shaver. I'll cut it for you with scissors."

"It's better to keep it if you cut it." Chen Laoshi put down the mirror, picked up the skirt that Chen Wanrong bought for Chen Wangshi happily, and said, "Woman, put it on, let the head see how young you are? Could it be an 18-year-old pretty girl?"

Chen Wang gave him a fierce look: "Go!" He grabbed the skirt, picked up the robe in his bag, and trotted into the house, with a little shame on his face.

Two types of tops were popular among women in the Tang Dynasty, one was a shirt, and the other was a ru. They were called rushan or shanlu. If they were considered to be a kind of robe, it would be wrong. Both types of robe were short tops, with thinner and thicker robes. Before Emperor Wenzong of the Tang Dynasty explicitly stipulated that the sleeves should not be longer than one foot and five inches, they were generally as wide as four feet wide.

Looking at the hot and vigorous appearance of Chen Wangshi, Chen Zhenshi was confused and muttered: "What are you doing when you run so fast?"

After a while, Mrs. Chen Wang came out of the room, wearing a yellow robe on the upper body and a yellow robe skirt on her lower body. The skirt tied around her chest, and a simple cloud bun on her head, and slightly trimmed her eyebrows. She was originally nearly forty years old, but suddenly she was ten years younger, almost thirty-one or two years old.

The necklaces in the Tang Dynasty were very high and were usually tied around the chest.

Chen Laoshi was extremely surprised and pointed at Chen Wangshi and said, "Wife, why are you so young? You look so beautiful."

Women always like to dress up, and Chen Wangshi is not immune to the vulgarity. Taking advantage of the opportunity to change clothes in the house, I will become so younger. If I were to use makeup techniques again and again, I would not have any problem if I was ten years younger.

Even so, Chen Zhen's eyes were straightened. This person who had been sleeping with him for so many years was so young and a little cute. As a husband, how could he not like Chen Wang's hand? He hurriedly held Chen Wang's hand and looked left and right. It seemed as if the young man was looking at the person he was thinking, but he couldn't see enough.

Chen Wang's face turned red and quickly pulled his hand out, and said angrily: "I'm so furious, I'm not afraid of making jokes about Wanrong. Where is Wanrong?" After looking around, Chen Wanrong was nowhere to be seen in the room.

All this is thanks to Chen Wanrong. Chen Wangshi said that he was quite anxious and panicked.

After he reminded him, Chen Laoshi realized that there was one person missing in the room, and asked strangely: "Where is Wanrong?"

Chen Wanrong was smart and knew that the couple had something to say, so he slipped out of the house to see the scenery.

"Wanrong, where have you been?" Chen Wang was worried about Chen Wanrong, and was a little anxious. He started shouting, and was about to leave the house in a hurry.

"Mom, I'm here. I threw some forage to Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei was eating very happily." Chen Wanrong's ability was so good that he would never reveal any flaws.

Chen Laoshi seemed to discover the new world and shouted at the top of his voice: "Wanrong, look at your mother, you're young!" He was happy and opened his mouth and cheered.

After a brief look, Chen Wangshi was indeed much younger. Chen Wanrong said regretfully: "If I had known that my mother was so young, I would have bought a pomegranate skirt."

The main popular colors of women's skirts in the Tang Dynasty were yellow, red and green, and other colors were also available, but the proportion was not as high as these three. Yellow was loved by Yang Guifei, so it was popular for a while. The most popular among women in the Tang Dynasty was the red skirt, also known as pomegranate skirt, which was loved by the poets of the Tang Dynasty. The great poet Bai Juyi had a sentence in "Pipa Xing" that "blood-colored silk skirts turned into wine stains". Blood color refers to red, and blood-colored silk skirts are of course red pomegranate skirts.

The reason why Chen Wanrong did not buy a red pomegranate skirt but a yellow skirt was because he was older and wearing a big red skirt was too fancy and inappropriate. Unexpectedly, after Chen Wang's outfit, he became so young, and he made a mistake in this measurement, and he felt a little regretful.

"Wanrong, don't blame yourself, mom is wearing it appropriately. This is the second time I have worn a skirt in my life, I feel happy." Chen Wang's smile remained unabashed, and she smiled very happily: "The first skirt was bought by your father for me, and that was something twenty years ago."

It was twenty years since he got married, and he bought a skirt for Mrs. Chen Wangshi. Chen Zhongshi felt very despised and blushed. Not only did Chen Wangshi not blame him, but instead rubbed him gently on his back. This was the greatest comfort to Mrs. Chen Zhongshi and he felt much more at ease.

"Wanrong, you bought clothes for Zairong. This child hasn't bought clothes for two years. He knows what happiness is like." Chen Zhen thought of Chen Zairong as both proud and extremely sad. Such a capable son has lived this difficult life with him. Who can be a father without being sad?

Chen Wanrong thought, Chen Zairong was determined to join the army, and he had to take advantage of the happy opportunity of the two elders to convince them, saying, "Dad, Zairong is smart and alert, and has a strong martial arts skills. What kind of future prospects will be like."

The two elders were in tune with each other and agreed in unison: "Yes!" They proudly stood up.

Chen Wanrong seized the opportunity and said, "With such good conditions as Zairong, it is not a problem to be able to pass the imperial examinations in literature and martial arts. If you go to the battlefield, you will definitely be able to boost your enemy's courage."

Praise his baby son Chen Laoshi the happiest, and keep nodding, "That's right, that's right, can you not make a fortune no matter how glorious?"

Chen Wangshi was much smarter. He looked at Chen Wanrong in surprise and blocked Chen Wanrong's subsequent thoughts in one sentence: "Wanrong, do you want to persuade us to let Zairong go to join the army? I have discussed with your father. It is definitely not OK to join the army. He will study hard and pass the exam with peace of mind! On the battlefield, no one dares to keep peace."

His tone was very firm, and it was not possible to make sense in a moment. Chen Wanrong wanted to find another opportunity and smiled slightly and said, "Mom, you are too concerned. I can't bear to give up no matter how glorious you are. I just thought about it this way, not really want him to join the army."

"Woman, you are too careful, how could Wanrong think so?" Chen honestly believed Chen Wanrong, but the last sentence came to Chen Wanrong: "Wanrong, you are not allowed to plead for Zairong, it is useless to say anyone. It is absolutely impossible to join the army!"

There was no sign of looseness at all. Chen Wanrong stopped exploring and changed the topic: "Dad, mom, it's dark, let's go to cook." It was already dark, and it was time to make supper.
Chapter completed!