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Chapter 312

Brother Zhao is pregnant?

I also took anti-pregnant medicine in the capital, but after returning to Heyang for more than a month, I became pregnant.

Even if he is in good health, this cannot be his! Does Brother Zhao think he is addicted to being a stepfather? One is not enough, now give him a second one?

Moreover, Zhao Song knew it all...but

Brother Zhao didn't send anyone to tell him that he didn't regard him as his husband at all!

Fang Zichen's eyes were swollen and tears almost fell again.

Brother Zhao... what a bastard!

Zhao Song smiled and patted his shoulder: "You must be so happy! When your mother was pregnant, I was the same way."

"Whose mother?" Fang Zichen slapped his hand away, and the surging emotions could no longer be suppressed. Controlled: "I don't have a mother, I only have a mother. Is Zheng Peiyao my mother? Does she deserve anything? That's Zhao Xu's mother, not my mother."

The back of Zhao Song's hand was burning, and Fang Zichen's pat was used Zhao Song looked at Fang Zichen blankly, and then frowned: "Zichen, what's wrong with you? How can you say such things to you..." He faced Fang Zichen's scarlet eyes, all The words suddenly stuck in his throat.

Fang Zichen grabbed his sleeves, wiped his eyes fiercely, and walked away.

Zhao Song was frightened and chased after him: "Zi Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't follow me." Fang Zichen said angrily: "If you follow me again, I'll beat you too."

Zhao Song was not frightened, his expression Seriously: "What's wrong with you?" Those words just now sounded like a conflict with Brother Zhao, but Brother Zhao was not here.

"What's wrong with me? My fucking hair is green, what do you think is wrong with me?" Days of resentment came out with this roar. Fang Zichen wiped away his tears again. The more he talked, the angrier he became, but he couldn't control it. of grievance.

He believed that he had never felt sorry for Brother Zhao, but in the end, Brother Zhao treated him like this. Sincerity could not be exchanged for sincerity, and all he got was a hat.

Fang Zichen felt very sad. He pitied Yang Mutao at the beginning, but now he was also a poor man in the world. He took care of Brother Zhao and went back to Fu'an Town to work with others.

Zhao Song was shocked by these words, and Fang Zichen walked away without looking back while he was stunned.

Zhao Song was anxious and angry.

What did Fang Zichen think of his brother?

He chased after him but saw no one. Thinking that he might have gone home, he asked the groom to take him to Guangfu Street. When he got there, he was told by his grandmother that Fang Zichen had not come back.

Zhao Song was pacing back and forth in the courtyard. He really didn't know what Fang Zichen's words meant. There was nothing wrong with Brother Zhao when he left the capital and returned to Heyang. He obviously didn't believe Fang Zichen's words. Why did Brother Zhao think of him? He could clearly see Zichen's intentions, and he would never do anything to disgrace Fang Zichen.

Zhao Song couldn't understand and wanted to ask Fang Zichen for clarification. However, he waited for half an afternoon but no one came back. He had to go to Qiu's house for a banquet in the evening. The housekeeper came over and said it was getting late, so Zhao Song had to leave first. .

It was getting dark, and Fang Zichen came back from outside wrapped in a layer of cold air. Li Yisheng ran over: "Where have you been? Your father-in-law sent people everywhere to look for you at noon today, and they found me."

Fang Zichen did not As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows and tightened his mouth.

His face looked really bad, and Li Yisheng thought he was sick, but Fang Zichen suddenly said: "Brother, I was cheated on." "

Huh?" Li Yisheng blinked, trying not to make such a joke, but found that Fang Zichen's expression was so expressionless Leng Ning did not mean the slightest bit of joking.

His throat suddenly became dry: "This, this can't be possible!"

If Fang Zichen or Brother Zhao, who has a greater chance of being cheated, in Li Yisheng's opinion, it should be Brother Zhao, so Fang Zichen opened a card to attract bees. With Die's face and smooth tongue, Brother Zhao seems to be well-behaved and knows how to work all day long. Apart from his appearance, there is nothing outstanding about him.

"Is there any misunderstanding here?"

Fang Zichen seemed to have lost his strength and sat directly on the steps. He held his head with both hands and kept pulling his hair: "I also hope it is a misunderstanding..."

He After talking about Zheng Xiaoyan and Li Zhicheng, Li Yisheng felt that the impact was not small, so great that all the questions in his mind were washed away by the impact.

Fang Zichen clenched his molars tightly, showing an almost painful expression, but his tone was calm:

"I was not used to it when I first came here. I lived in a shabby house and ate wild vegetables. That life was like nothing I had ever experienced before. To be honest, when I first lived with Brother Zhao, I still remember the meal of wild vegetables he cooked. There was no oil or salt. I almost vomited after eating it. The taste was bitter. It's astringent and smells bad. I've never eaten anything so unpleasant. I can't swallow it, but Brother Zhao and Guaizi seem to be used to it. Their expressions don't change when they eat it. I don't know. , how long they had eaten wild vegetables and how much they suffered before it seemed to me like a habit. After that, I went to work in the town, carrying goods for people every day, and I was not tired under the scorching sun. Life lasted for a month, just one month. I still remember the hardship and hardship. What about Brother Zhao? When I didn't come, he lived in Ma's house even more miserable. It was hard to get up before dawn, and the sun was setting. They were not allowed to rest, and they did the most tiring and painful work. When they returned, they didn't even have a bite to eat, they didn't have enough food to sleep, they didn't have warmth, they were beaten and insulted, and they were even treated like beasts. That kind of life lasted for more than ten years. Years, I really can't imagine how he survived."

His voice was low, and his voice trembled slightly through his fingers. He covered his face with his hands, not wanting Li Yisheng to see his almost embarrassed expression at this moment.

"Do you know who is particularly eager for money and power? One type has enjoyed the rich life that money brings, and the other type has been trampled by gangsters and suffered all kinds of hardships because of poverty. These two types of people, they are obsessed with money. The desire for power and power is far beyond ordinary people. The Ma family humiliated him and abused him. Zheng Xiaoyan harmed him. He will hate it and think that one day he will trample under his feet all those who have humiliated him. He wants revenge and wants to climb up. I can understand that I don't want to be bullied by others at will. I have never experienced the suffering he has suffered. I can't empathize with him, but I can also understand."

His voice began to choke: "I can understand, but as a person . The one who was abandoned, I will still hate him. "

...

After the late spring cold passed, the temperature quickly rose again. The sun came out today, and Guaizi and Xiaofeng were reading in the yard.

Xiaofeng is not like Guaizi. He still stumbles a little when reading books. When he encounters something he doesn't understand, he will ask Guaizi. Guaizi lies on the stone table and shakes his two little ones. Short legs and a small head.

When Li Zhicheng came over, he saw this scene.

When the boy heard the noise, he turned his head to look at him, then turned back and ignored him.

Li Zhicheng's expression remained unchanged, and he sat aside gently. He reached out to touch Guaizi's head, but Guaizi hid from him, and his hand paused awkwardly in the air. Li Zhicheng retracted his hand and looked at Xiaofeng, The smile rekindled: "What are you doing?"

"Are you blind?" The boy was obviously hostile to him: "Didn't you see?"

Li Zhicheng: "..."

Li Zhicheng was deeply relieved. In his tone, since the last time he asked Guaizi whether it would be a good idea for him to be his father, Guaizi had been full of hostility towards him. As soon as Zhao Yunyue and Zhao Yunlan arrived outside the yard, they heard Guaizi's words.

Zhao Yunlan came in directly and hit him on the head: "How do you talk? It's so impolite."

The boy said nothing.

Li Zhicheng excused him: "Children are ignorant, it's okay." He changed the subject: "Xiaofeng, uncle has seen you studying very hard in the past few days, and you have not even gone to the courtyard to eat. It is a good thing to make progress, but The body is more important! And it is virtue for a woman to have no talent

. You..." "You are so uneducated," Guaizi suddenly interrupted.

Li Zhicheng's expression remained gentle: "Oh, do you think what your uncle said is wrong?"

"How can you be right?" The good boy stood up and said, "My father always said that a woman's virtue is determined by her lack of talent. If a woman has no talent and learning, , but being able to distinguish right from wrong is a rare virtue. It obviously means this, but you say it means something else. What do you mean? If you teach my brother a bad lesson, you will ask your father to beat you. "He

said . He jumped down from the stone table and went to pull Xiaofeng: "Brother Xiaofeng, let's go quickly. Father said that this kind of ignorance will infect Ren. It's scary. Let's go quickly and don't get close to him."

"Okay." Xiaofeng said nothing. He said that he closed the book inside and ran away with the boy.

Zhao Yunlan and Zhao Yunyue looked at each other in confusion. A hint of gloom flashed in Li Zhicheng's eyes. Zhao Yunlan said with a sneer, "Zhicheng, the good boy has a childish talk. Don't argue with him."

Li Zhicheng raised his head again, but his expression was as gentle as before: "It's okay, I know, I'm such a big man, I can't take a child's words to heart."

Guaizi took Xiaofeng and rushed directly into the house. Brother Zhao was half lying on the bed at the moment, and Sister-in-law Zhao Sitting aside, I saw him caressing his still flat belly and said with a smile: "Stop touching it. Even if you touch it a thousand times, the baby won't pop out right away."

Brother Zhao's face was still pale, but his eyebrows were full of warmth. "I'm just happy."

Sister-in-law Zhao said: "You said that you, like Xiaoyan, are already fathers and mothers. Why don't you know you are pregnant again? Fortunately, you are back. If you insist on it, Let's get on the road, I'm afraid this child hasn't been diagnosed yet, so..." She realized something was wrong after she finished speaking. She stopped suddenly, slapped herself twice, and said hurriedly: "Oh, my mouth. , Really, bah, bah, I was just talking nonsense, Xiaoxu, I'm sorry."

Brother Zhao shook his head: "It's okay."

Sister-in-law Zhao was right, if it hadn't been for her stomach drop that day. It's amazing. If he hadn't suffered from severe heart palpitations and forced himself to go back, it's hard to say what the consequences would have been.

Although he was already a father, when he was pregnant with his baby boy, he had no reaction at all at first. He didn't know until Uncle Liu told him when his belly was big and he started to suffer from morning sickness.

He didn't vomit this time, and his belly hadn't gotten bigger yet. He didn't react at all. That time when he wanted to watch Fang Zichen parade in the restaurant, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. The doctor said it was because of nervousness, so he didn't take it easy.

This time he felt uncomfortable and asked a doctor, but nothing was found, but he still felt uncomfortable. Grandpa Zhao was worried and called a doctor every now and then. It was difficult to tell through the pulse after one month of pregnancy. A woman's pulse is slippery after pregnancy. Pulse, but it is also seen in young adults with abundant qi and blood. This time it was discovered because the old doctor had rich experience.

Fang Zichen was drugged by Lian Niang back then. Doctor Xu said that if he didn't take the medicine for three or four years, his health and bones would not recover. When Zhao Geer found out that she was pregnant, he was surprised and happy, but he was also afraid of misdiagnosis. In the end, his joy was in vain. He told the doctor about Fang Zichen's situation, and the old doctor laughed.

Why do you say three or four years?

People are different. Some people have good bones. They will be fine after drinking for two or three years. If they are weak, they will be fine after four to five years. Doctors cannot say for sure. If they say for sure, they will not be cured by then. , isn't it just smashing the signboard?

Second Sister-in-law Zhao was a little worried: "You drank the medicine before, did it have no effect on the child?"

Brother Zhao shook his head: "It's okay, I asked the doctor, the medicine is okay, it's just that I was born prematurely when I gave birth to my little boy. I didn't recover well after that, and my health became a little worse. The medicine Nuan Gong didn't have much impact on the child. The doctor said that if you drink too much, it might have some impact on the adult's body. After all, it is a three-part poison!"

Chapter 313

Sister-in-law Zhao took a breath and said, "That's good. It's just a coincidence that this child came. You were just thinking about getting one to recuperate, and he came. I see that Zichen likes the good boy very much. If I knew that you had another He's not sure how happy he is."

Brother Zhao pursed his lips and was not as optimistic as Sister-in-law Zhao: "Husband, he is a little afraid of children."

"Ah?" Sister-in-law Zhao was confused when she heard this: "What do you mean? "Yes. "

Brother Zhao sighed and said helplessly: "My husband said that the newborn baby is soft and like a big meat insect. He is very afraid of insects." Sister-in-

law Zhao: "..."

Sister-in-law Zhao. Don't know what to say.

She has never seen anyone say that a child looks like a giant meatworm.

Xiaoxu's family is also very thoughtful.

The good boy took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. He put his two little hands together and put them to his mouth to breathe. When his hands felt warm, he touched Brother Zhao's belly.

"Dad, is my brother happy today?"

Brother Zhao touched his head: "Want to go home?"

"Yeah!" The good boy said, "My brother is unhappy, so daddy is not feeling well, my brother is happy, and daddy Then you will be comfortable, and then you can go home."

The boy's mood became depressed, and he said in a very sad and worried voice: "The boy wants to be happy with his father, but he is not here, so I don't know if his father has a good meal. , there is no supervision from the good boy, and I don't know if my father will secretly sneeze. Hey, the good boy is really worried. My father is too worried about me. He is obviously so worried, so he can't do it~"

Brother Zhao He pinched his cheek, laughed, and helped Fang Zichen defend his human rights: "Your father won't eat snot. If you talk nonsense, be careful when you go back. Your father will beat you again."

The good boy blinked: "Oh~ Father won't Beating benevolence, only a tigress can beat benevolence."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao's eyebrows were beating. He looked around for a moment, and finally copied a book from the bedside and rolled it up: "I see. Your butt is itchy again."

The boy's butt tightened, and he jumped under the bed like a monkey. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he picked it up and ran away.

Second Sister-in-law Zhao laughed when she saw it.

Although this child is very sensible, he needs a spanking. I stayed with him for a short time and found that he was diligent and obedient. He was not naughty or coquettish at all. I heard from him that he was often spanked by Brother Zhao. She didn't know why, but she thought it was Brother Zhao who was too strict and stayed with him all the way back to Heyang, so she finally understood.

This kid's ability to make people angry is top-notch.

Zhao Yunlan and others came to the main room outside, knocked on the door, and asked if they could come in. Brother Zhao frowned when he heard Li Zhicheng's voice.

The leader Fang Zichen said that this person was not a good person at first glance, but Brother Zhao still didn't believe it.

Because Fang Zichen had never been in contact with people, and just looked at people he didn't like, so he came to a conclusion. He felt that this was not good. His memory of Li Zhicheng was limited, but in those limited memories, Li Zhicheng was almost the same as his elder brother. He doesn't talk much, but he is very humble and gentle.

Until this time I came to Heyang.

When he saw Li Zhicheng when he set out, he was quite puzzled. Zhao Yunyue explained to him that his grandfather had taught him enlightenment when he was a child. Although he only taught for a year, he was still an enlightenment teacher. Li Zhicheng went to sweep his grave and put incense sticks on it. , which is also the case.

When Brother Zhao heard this, he didn't think much about it, but after that, Li Zhicheng always looked for him and said some specious things, which made him disgusted.

What do you mean I missed you so much these years?

If nothing happened to you, we should...

Li Zhicheng interrupted him before he could finish his words.

The two times we happened to meet each other and chatted for a few words, Li Zhicheng was not like this. Now, it is really inappropriate to say these things.

He already has a child and is married. Compared with the brothers and girls in the capital, he is not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he does not know how to write. He can cook, wield a shovel, and plant corn. He will not be narcissistic and think that Li Zhicheng treats him. If you have any unreasonable thoughts and say this, it can only mean that this person cannot speak.

But obviously before, he was very good at talking, and he praised his husband so well, and those words won his heart.

Second Sister-in-law Zhao stood up to open the door, but Brother Zhao held her back and shook his head slightly at her.

...

As soon as Zhao Ersao opened the door, Zhao Yunyue wanted to rush in, but Zhao Ersao stopped him.

"Xiao Xu has just gone to sleep, don't disturb him."

Zhao Yunyue stretched his neck and looked in. Brother Zhao was lying on the bed with his back to him. The quilt was tightly covered, and he looked like he was asleep.

He could only sigh: "Why did you fall asleep again? I still wanted to see him."

Li Zhicheng remained silent from beginning to end.

He knew that Brother Zhao was avoiding him, ever since he started saying those words.

He didn't know which step he made was wrong. Brother Zhao treated him very coldly after he came back. Especially after he met Fang Zichen, Brother Zhao even avoided him. Did Fang Zichen say something to him? Brother Zhao was not qualified to go to the palace banquet. If he hadn't talked about Fang Zichen's interesting things at the banquet, Brother Zhao would have turned around and left when he saw him in Taoyuan.

When it was completely quiet outside, Brother Zhao sat up again. Xiaofeng was still reading on the desk beside him. Brother Zhao looked at him intently, feeling suddenly a little disappointed.

He asked someone to bring the news back. Would his husband be happy if he found out that he was pregnant?

If you are happy, why don't you send him a letter? He has written several letters, and his husband has not replied.

He missed him!

Brother Zhao felt a little aggrieved. Xiaofeng saw him lifting the quilt to get out of bed, so he hurried over to help him.

Brother Zhao waved his hand: "It's okay, I can get up."

He hadn't shown his pregnancy yet, so it was reasonable to go up the mountain and hunt tigers, but it was not easy to get pregnant this time, and he often felt tired and chest tight.

When there was a boy before, he had always worked, and it had never been so hard.

Xiaofeng still held his hand, and when he got to the desk, he said, "Uncle Zhao, you want to write a letter to Uncle Fang again?"

Brother Zhao: "Yeah!"

"But yesterday, Uncle Zhao, you just... Write." Xiaofeng frowned slightly: "Uncle Fang never replied. Did he receive it?" Brother

Zhao's pen tip paused, and there was a drop of ink on the white paper. His handwriting was very big. It's not good-looking either, crooked and without character, like a child who is just learning. Fang Zichen taught him the calligraphy. At that time, his family was poor, so he and his good boy picked up branches and drew on the ground. The branches were hard and easy to control, which was different from the writing brush. Later, the business started. Although I had money, I was too busy to have time.

At this time, the ink was not even dry when the character "Jun" was formed, but it was ruined again.

Didn't receive it?

But he personally handed the letter to his second brother.

Brother Zhao thought for a while and decided to write another letter.

He rambled on and wrote a lot, asking how Fang Zichen was doing recently. Do you get up after three poles every day? Did you eat on time? If you feel that grandma's cooking is not delicious, go outside. Don't save money. When you get back, I will prepare delicious food for you. He also asked Fang Zichen if he missed him and said that both children were doing well, but he also thought about it. You got it.

He wrote a lot, but what he wanted to write most was still the sentence: 'Can you come and see me?'

But in the end I didn't write it.

It was a four-day journey from Beijing to Heyang, passing through only two towns along the way. When riding a horse, you had to sleep in the open air. It was still cold at night, and it rained a lot in spring. Fang Zichen couldn't ride in a carriage.

Brother Zhao didn't write it. He asked when he came. Fang Zichen didn't want to come, and he himself couldn't bear to let him suffer.

When he entered Beijing, Fang Zichen looked like he was about to die while lying in the carriage. Thinking about it now, it still made him feel frightened.

He never thought it would take so long, but now that more than a month has passed, his thoughts about Fang Zichen almost annihilated him.

It was another thick letter. Brother Zhao put it under his pillow and planned to hand it to Zhao Yunyue tomorrow and ask him to help find someone to deliver it to Fang Zichen.

This letter was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and there was still no reply.

Brother Zhao didn't know what was going on. Did Fang Zichen receive the letter? Why didn't Fang Zichen reply to him after he received it? He was pregnant, so he asked someone to send him a message, but Fang Zichen never asked someone to send him a message. The fatigue from the past few days spread throughout his body, and his physical discomfort and longing for Fang Zichen made him extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Zichen didn't reply to the message, which made him flustered. He had never been like this before. Brother Zhao felt something was wrong, so he told Grandpa Zhao that he was fine and could go back.

Grandpa Zhao disagrees.

The child was under three months old, and the road was so bumpy that his old bones were almost broken when he came. On the way, he felt for a time that he was going to visit his wife's grave, and he was afraid that he would be swept into it. Even he was like this. How could the child bear it? Grandpa Zhao did not agree and said that he would wait until he got better. What could happen to Fang Zichen, an adult? Your father is also in Beijing. Don't think blindly. The child in your belly is the most important thing now.

This delay lasted until the end of April, and Brother Zhao kept mumbling about going back. Seeing that Brother Zhao seemed a little anxious, Grandpa Zhao arranged to return.

When he arrived in the capital on the 4th, Brother Zhao originally wanted to go home directly, but on the 2nd, he started to have morning sickness. He couldn't vomit anything, but he still kept retching. His intestines seemed to be spasming, and he couldn't even drink water. I couldn't even drink it, so I drank it reluctantly. As soon as it reached my throat, I vomited it out again, and then the vomiting became more serious. Tears and dirty water were mixed together. I felt nauseated and embarrassed. Not only that, but also drowsiness, fatigue, exhausted.

On the morning of the 3rd, he vomited until he couldn't get up. Grandpa Zhao, Zheng Peiyao and others were frightened.

They had all had children before, and had experienced morning sickness before, but it had never been so severe. They called the doctor who accompanied them, and the doctor said that this was normal. People have different bodies and constitutions, so the situation is different. , don't panic, it's okay.

Returning to Beijing on the 4th, Grandpa Zhao did not let Brother Zhao go back to Guangfu Street because there were no maids to take care of pregnant women there. Fang Zichen is a man. I heard that if you take a picture of a cucumber, you can even lose it. Grandpa Zhao I dare not count on him.

After Brother Zhao returned to Beijing, he felt inexplicably relieved. He thought that his body was really inconvenient now, and it would be the same if he called Fang Zichen over, so he returned to the Zhao Mansion first.

The good boy couldn't wait and left with the boy who went to call someone.

When I walked to Guangfu Street, I got off the carriage and saw that the door was closed. The boy excitedly ran over and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened.

The good boy's mouth was cracked to the base of his ears, and he shouted loudly: "Father, father..."

Fang Zichen just watched intently.

If things had gone by in the past, Fang Zichen would have picked him up directly, screamed at the little sweetheart, and then I would kiss you, you would kiss me, and I wouldn't stop until I kissed him and drank two pounds of saliva.

But this time, he just watched quietly.

The good boy hugged his leg tightly, rubbed it with his cheek, like a cat, and then stretched out his hand towards him with a smile: "Father, hug~"

His face was flushed with joy, and his eyes were full of admiration. Fang Zichen's eyes were filled with tears. A little sour, he leaned down and picked up the boy. The boy was so happy that he didn't notice anything was wrong with him. He hugged his neck tightly and said with a soft voice: "Father, my boy wants to be happy with you. Do you want to Don't you want to be a good boy? Can you give him a kiss?"

Fang Zichen kissed him on the left cheek, and the good boy handed over his right cheek. After Fang Zichen kissed him, he immediately lifted up his clothes.

It means kissing the belly too.

Fang Zichen didn't say anything. He lifted him up and rubbed his white belly.

"More, more..."

Fang Zichen slapped him on the butt, and the good boy laughed.

When he smiled, his eyebrows were curved, and his small white teeth were exposed, like a hot and bright little sun.

Fang Zichen finally couldn't help it, laughed, and hugged him tightly.

The good boy is already six years old. At first, he thought that the child had not changed at all since he was three years old. Now that he has not seen him for two months, he realizes that the child has changed a bit.

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Chapter 314

We haven't seen each other for two months. The changes in the good boy are very subtle. The original Kazilan's big eyes have become a little smaller and darker, and the facial features are slightly longer. I don't know if he went to Heyang to eat chemical fertilizers. First, I had three bowls of rice and half a chicken. They were not very long, but now they have grown a little taller, and they still look so cute.

With such a good foundation, if I am not here in the future and cannot bathe in the light of my own justice, and if this child is crooked, it will really harm many girls and boys.

"Father, do you want to be a good boy?" The good boy pursed his lips, a little unhappy and a little shy, and said coyly: "You didn't even say that you wanted to be a good boy, but all the good boys want to be messed with by you.

Fang Zichen pressed his forehead against his and rubbed the tip of his nose against his: "Father, I miss you too." He paused for a while and then asked, "Where is your father?" The

young man came up and said respectfully: "Master, Sixth Young Master." I'm inconvenienced and have already gone back home. He asked me to come and pick you up."

Fang Zichen looked up at the sky. It was getting dark and it was probably going to rain. There wasn't any starlight in the night tonight, so he wanted to go back to his room. Wooden stick, when you get to Zhao Mansion, if you run into that bitch and Brother Zhao, give them a few blows. If you can't beat him, he won't be named Fang. But on second thought, if you bring the stick with you, I'm afraid it's the gate of Zhao Mansion. It doesn't matter whether he has a stick or not, he can still hit people with his fists.

Fang Zichen hugged the boy and got on the carriage. When he arrived outside the Zhao Mansion, he squatted for a long time, and his churning stomach seemed to be better.

...

The peach blossoms that I picked last time have been dried in the sun. The maid put them on a small tray and brought them in. Brother Zhao grabbed a handful and put it under his nose and smelled it. The smell of the dried peach blossoms was not too strong. The smell of other flowers is so strong and punchy, but they have a light smell of their own.

Seeing him cutting cloth, the maid smiled and said, "Master, do you want to make sachets for me again?"

"Yes."

"Master, didn't you make two when you were in Heyang?"

The smile solidified on her lips. , Brother Zhao's face was a little stiff, and the tips of his ears were a little red: "That one doesn't look good."

He was not good at needlework to begin with. He had learned it from He Xiaoli for several months, but he still couldn't master this skill. In Heyang At that moment, he was flustered again. The sachet he finally made was seen by Zhao Yunyue. Zhao Yunyue looked at it over and over for a while and said bluntly: "What is this? Did you sew it with your feet? Do you want to give it to your husband? I advise you to go ahead with it." Farewell, if you give this thing away, I'm afraid he will break up with you on the spot."

After that, he put away the sachet, thinking that he would see Fang Zichen soon, so he was in a good mood and decided to pay attention later. You need to deal with him well.

"Go and wash some fruits. My husband likes to eat them." Beat him again when he is full.

The maid retreated, Brother Zhao was gesturing to himself with the cloth, and Zheng Xiaoyan suddenly came in.

She knew that Zheng Peiyao would be back today, so she couldn't wait to come to Zhao Mansion at noon.

Brother Zhao's eyes immediately turned cold: "Who asked you to come in? Get out."

Zheng Xiaoyan snatched the cloth from his hand and threw it to the ground: "Are you very proud?"

Brother Zhao hurriedly picked up the cloth, and then She said with a cold face: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You don't know?" Zheng Xiaoyan laughed, as if Brother Zhao had said a joke that hit her heart, her whole shoulders were shaking, and she was laughing so hard I couldn't help it, this didn't look normal. Brother Zhao stood up and slowly moved towards the door. Zheng Xiaoyan suddenly looked at him and closed the door before him.

Brother Zhao was startled, and then he saw Zheng Xiaoyan kneeling down towards him again.

She was uncertain: "Brother Zhao, I've been worried all day long. I've had enough. I really have had enough. Can you let me go? I have nothing now. I only have Zhicheng. Don't follow me." Can I grab him?"

Brother Zhao felt that her attitude before and after her words was the same, which was inexplicable.

Is Li Zhicheng a box of gold? Is he going to rob?

Zheng Xiaoyan pulled his clothes and cried pitifully: "I know I'm sorry for you, I hurt you, but I can make it up to you. I can give you whatever you want. All I ask is that you don't take Zhicheng away from you." Can you walk? "

'I can make it up to you,'

she said exactly the same thing as Zheng Peiyao.

It seems to say that as long as compensation is given, no matter what has been done, it should be worthy of forgiveness.

Brother Zhao is not bad-hearted, and can even be said to be a bit soft. He did not tell Zhao Song about Zheng Xiaoyan and Zheng Peiyao just to make Zheng Xiaoyan frightened all day long. Although it was wrong for Zheng Peiyao to dwell on this matter, she had something to do with him. He should repay the gift of life and nourishment, and from now on he would owe no one to anyone.

At the beginning, it was undeniable that he was full of resentment towards Zheng Xiaoyan and wanted to strangle her to death. However, later when he saw that Zheng Xiaoyan was not living peacefully every day, his resentment dissipated somewhat. However, Zheng Xiaoyan was capable and could always A few words made him become violent again. None of her sorry words came from the bottom of her heart, because her apology would always be followed by her request - don't tell your uncle.

It was because she was afraid that he would tell her that she was sorry.

Zheng Xiaoyan didn't really feel ashamed to say sorry to him.

To this day, she doesn't feel the slightest bit guilty about herself, which makes it impossible to calm down the anger and resentment in Brother Zhao's chest.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zheng Xiaoyan only looked at her coldly with lowered eyes, and slowly stood up.

Kneeling down and begging again and again were in vain. Brother Zhao had never softened his heart once, and Zheng Xiaoyan simply stopped begging.

"Actually, you like Zhicheng, right?"

Brother Zhao frowned immediately, as if he was disgusted by these words, and he covered his mouth and retched twice at an inappropriate time.

His silence seemed to Zheng Xiaoyan as acquiescence.

"When I was a kid, I asked you if you liked Brother Zhicheng, and you said you did. If you had answered me that you didn't, I might not have treated you that way. So, really speaking, all this is actually your fault. ."

Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then a surge of anger surged up from the soles of his feet, and he was stung by these words.

Is it all your fault?

Zheng Xiaoyan could actually say such things to him!

He wanted to slap Zheng Xiaoyan in the face and punish him, but his body was inconvenient at this moment. If he fought with Zheng Xiaoyan at this moment, he might have to be pressed back by Zheng Xiaoyan, so Brother Zhao had to endure it.

He exhaled with difficulty and clenched his fists tightly.

Seeing that he was not aroused, Zheng Xiaoyan suddenly grabbed him like crazy. She was completely different from him before, and asked angrily: "Why do you like him? If you didn't like him, would I do this to you? These days, look at Do you feel comfortable watching me kneel down and kowtow to you? But so what, I won before, I got Zhicheng, I became the wife of the Hou Mansion, and what about you? Can you find Fang Zichen?"

At this point, she laughed, seeming to be very happy that she had obtained the genuine product while Brother Zhao could only find fake ones. She paused and then asked again:

"When I saw him . , do you know what I was thinking? I was thinking that you are so mean! After so many years, I still miss Zhicheng, but I thought that since you were married, you should be at ease, but I ended up looking down on you. "You bitch, when you saw Zhicheng, you immediately dumped your husband and started dating him again. Why are you so bitchy?"

Brother Zhao pushed her away, and Zheng Xiaoyan staggered two steps, barely holding on to the door to stand still. Her expression was ferocious and crazy, as if she had been greatly stimulated, and was about to collapse. At this moment, she seemed to be hanging in the air, in her hand. She was only holding on to a rope, which was her last support. If the rope broke, she would almost immediately be shattered into pieces and go completely crazy.

When he realized this, Brother Zhao immediately smiled and did not refute: "Yes, everything you said is right. So, cousin, if Brother Zhicheng divorces you, what do you think you should do?"

Tonight ? The Qingzhu Courtyard was extremely quiet. The maid didn't know whether she was neglecting her duty or being lazy. She didn't stay in the courtyard. The birds that used to sing endlessly every night on the plane trees stopped chirping. Through a door, Fang Zichen, even if she tried her best, Despite the rejection, Brother Zhao's voice still came through clearly.

Every word is like a whisper in the ear.

Fang Zichen suddenly wondered what Brother Zhao's expression was when he said these words, whether there was any trace of duplicity, whether he felt that saying this would make him feel sorry for him, or even a little bit guilty.

They have been together for more than three years!

When they were most destitute, they nested on a broken wooden board. The family was so poor that they had nothing but a bowl. They worked hard together and suffered so much together. Their relationship should be deep and unwavering. The result... ···

Does Brother Zhao have feelings? Why can he say such things so calmly?

Fang Zichen couldn't figure it out.

If cuckolding him was the most unbearable thing for him, then at this moment, he realized that cuckolding was a trivial matter. What he couldn't bear the most was that Brother Zhao only did it because he looked like Li Zhicheng... ····

Why are you so stupid?

How could you be so bloody?

He is such a handsome and talented man that no one has been born in six hundred years. Li Zhicheng is not worthy of carrying his shoes, and Brother Zhao actually treats him as a substitute.

He is not afraid of losing his life!

The current situation makes him feel humiliated just as he looks like Li Zhicheng to gain Brother Zhao's favor.

For a moment, Fang Zichen's grievance and resentment surged into his heart.

Damn you, this guy really lacks great virtue.

He was furious and pushed open the door. Zheng Xiaoyan fell to the ground. When she saw Fang Zichen, she pointed at Fang Zichen and said nothing. She just cried and laughed. Fang Zichen kicked her aside irritably, and then looked at her with a stern look. Looking at Brother Zhao with a face full of surprise and astonishment.

Brother Zhao has lost a lot of weight, his round face seems to be deflated, and his cheeks are somewhat sunken.

He wanted to pretend not to care about the generous inquiry, but the result was the opposite. His voice was hoarse, as if his throat was scratched and bleeding: "...Is everything you just said true?"

Brother Zhao His fingers trembled slightly, and an inexplicable panic exploded in his chest. He looked panicked and at a loss: "Husband, listen to me, I..."

"Just tell me what the hell it is." Really?" Fang Zichen looked at him with red eyes. The betrayal and deceit were heavy enough to overwhelm his remaining sanity: "... Don't fucking talk to me about anything else."

"... "Can we go out and talk?" In front of Zheng Xiaoyan, Brother Zhao couldn't say "It's all false." Zheng Xiaoyan was so scared that he couldn't lose money at this moment. A collapse, and Fang Zichen came suddenly, so he was really unprepared.

Brother Zhao took his hand and tried to pull him out. His face was pale, and his brain felt dizzy. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his voice was trembling slightly: "Husband, don't be angry first, let's go out. Said..."

"You said it, I am kind, soft-hearted, and easy to lie." Fang Zichen opened Brother Zhao's hands one by one, and the stretched veins on the back of his hands showed that he was pressing hard. Anger and grievance: "Are you trying to repeat your old tricks now?"

"No one has ever dared to lie to me or play tricks on me like this. Brother Zhao, you are the first one. How dare you... How dare you lie to me like this~"

Fang Zichen prides himself on being smart, but he never thought that he would be tricked one day. Brother Zhao is right when he says something. He is kind and soft-hearted. Seventeen of his twenty-one years have been protected. He got up. As the youngest child of the Fang family, he was pampered at home and supported by everyone outside. No one dared to play tricks in front of him. He didn't know that it was so shameful to be teased. Uncomfortable.

After all, he was too conceited.

Brother Zhao's pupils suddenly tightened.

Fang Zichen... cried.

In Brother Zhao's impression, he has always been a very optimistic person. He has a good attitude, looks a little too serious, and is confused about small things, but he is actually very reliable when it comes to big things. He is considerate, caring, and sometimes careless and mouthy. When he was not stingy and had a big temper but little brains, he was well-raised by his family's young master.

Fang Zichen only cried once. The first time was because of the good boy, and the second time... was because of what he said.

"...I'm sorry." Brother Zhao said, he didn't care about Zheng Xiaoyan, and he didn't care whether she would rekindle hope of getting better after hearing this. He only knew that Fang Zichen looked at him like this, It made him panic, and it also made him afraid, and there was an unprecedented panic in his heart.

"I'm sorry?" Fang Zichen repeated the three words, wiped his face and stared at Zhao Xu, his tone was mocking but also cold: "You are indeed sorry for me, betrayed me, cuckolded me and got pregnant with a bastard, it doesn't count, return it to him Damn you for taking advantage of me, you should really say sorry to me."

All the words he wanted to explain were on his lips, but they were stopped by Fang Zichen's words.

"...Husband, what are you talking about?" Brother Zhao was so unbelievable that his voice trembled a little, and his whole body was shaking. Fang Zichen's sharp words were like a cut on his chest. The knife penetrated deeply and hit the most painful part, causing him to bleed.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Fang Zichen's words were murderous and heartbreaking.

He didn't know what was wrong. When they left, they were still rubbing each other's hair. Fang Zichen held his hand in despair, saying that they were sweet, that he would miss him and that he would come back soon.

What went wrong now?

Why did your husband say such things to him? His mind was in confusion.

Fang Zichen's tears fell again. He tried his best to control his emotions, but the violence was too strong. His anger burned away his remaining sanity, and his grievances swept over him. His whole body was disturbed by these two emotions.

"Husband, what do you mean? Please make it clear." Brother Zhao went to grab his hand again, but Fang Zichen dodged it as soon as he touched it. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand again, but was stunned by Fang Zichen's words.

He heard Fang Zichen say: "Let's make peace!"

His tone had become indifferent.

It doesn't seem to matter anymore...it doesn't matter.

Brother Zhao's eyes widened in astonishment, his lips trembled, and he looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Let's make peace." Fang Zichen said.

"I don't want to be separated." Tears instantly filled his eyes. Brother Zhao's hands were shaking uncontrollably, his ears were buzzing again and again, and his breathing became more and more rapid in this suddenly quiet space.

He knew that if he didn't do something, he might really lose Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhao grabbed Fang Zichen's clothes, his face was sharp, but his voice was full of pleading: "I don't want to be reconciled, I said it, and I will explain to you, don't do this to me, you can't... be like this To me."

Can't leave him behind again.

We can't leave him behind after he's ripped out his heart.

He won't be able to stand it.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Fang Zichen yelled back desperately: "Do you think I have no heart? After you did that kind of thing and said that kind of thing, what do you think I should hold on to? Do you think I can continue to treat you with this attitude? You say sorry, I say it's okay, and then... do you think I can do it?"

His eyes fell on Brother Zhao's abdomen, and he thought Those shameless things he did made him feel sad and angry: "Why do you do this to me? Why do I have to endure this? What illusion did I give you to make you think that I can endure this kind of thing? And... ····Do you still need me now? "

Both of them were hysterical.

They were making a big fuss, and Zhao Song was a little worried. As soon as he arrived outside the yard, he heard the young couple yelling at each other, as if they were louder than anyone else. They were yelling back and forth. When they entered the yard, they saw Zhao Song. Brother was pushed away by Fang Zichen. He pressed his back against the door, hugged his belly, and slowly sat down with a pale face.

Fang Zichen felt that he didn't exert much force, and when he saw that his lips were bloodless and cold sweat was dripping down, he panicked.

He hasn't even hit anyone yet!

"Brother Zhao..."

The pain in Brother Zhao's abdomen was unbearable, and blood red appeared in his sight. He gritted his teeth and crawled towards Fang Zichen with a strong breath.

The Zhao brothers arrived at some unknown time and rushed towards them. Fang Zichen was pushed aside.

Zhao Yunlan picked up Brother Zhao and was about to go into the room. Brother Zhao was half-nodding his eyes and still reaching out in the direction where Fang Zichen was standing. He had no energy to speak, and his lips only moved twice, lightly. Like a mosquito, I shouted with difficulty every word.

"Husband..."

He was calling Fang Zichen.

Those two words could not be carried by the wind, and were soon lost in the noise.

Zhao Yunyue yelled from the side: "What's going on? Are you fighting? Why are you fighting? Oh, let me go, Zheng Xiaoyan is here too? What are you doing lying on the ground? Do you want to blackmail my fourth brother?"

Zhao Song's eyelids twitched and he scolded him: "Shut up, go call the doctor."

Zhao Yunyue, with his strong mind, came over: "Oh oh oh, yes, let's go to the doctor first. Where's the doctor? Doctor? Doctor? Huh? Where are you?"

Zhao Song followed him into the house. Fang Zichen was still standing in front of the door with his shoulders slumped. There was some blood on the ground. He didn't know where it came from.

He didn't leave or follow him in, he just stood blankly in front of the door. It was April now, and it wasn't really cold, but the wind that came in front of him seemed to peel off his skin and blow it all over his face. His bones were so cold that his whole body was numb. He raised his hands, and Mu Ran found that his hands were visibly shaking, as if he had lost the ability to control himself in shock.

——He just pushed Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao is bleeding.

He used to dote on him so much that he couldn't bear to hit his hair, but just now, he pushed him.

Brother Zhao's butt was bleeding, but he didn't even spank him.

He was so fierce when he came, and he wanted to punish him severely, but he just pushed him and he didn't dare.

A man's hands are used to conquer the world, not his husband.

Although this husband has become an ex-husband.

The doctor was quickly invited. Grandpa Zhao was afraid of something happening on the way, so he brought him back from Heyang. He has not returned yet.

The doctor checked his pulse and said that Brother Zhao had signs of miscarriage. He was already very weak and needed to take good care of himself. He must not do this again.

That blood... turned out to be a miscarriage.

Fang Zichen was scared, but he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he heard that the person was okay, he wanted to leave. Zheng Peiyao came towards him aggressively and slapped him without saying a word.

"If there's anything wrong with Xiaoxu, I'm not done with you."

Fang Zichen grabbed her hand. He was in a daze, as if all the oxygen had been sucked out of his brain. He couldn't care about anything, so he subconsciously raised his hand and gave it to her. Zheng Peiyao slapped her.

He has a good temper, but he doesn't like everyone.

He respects women and does not hit them, but Zheng Peiyao and He Huihui are really the same thing, and they always make him stop being a man again and again.

The maids came in and out, Zhao Ersao and Li Zhicheng also came after hearing the news.

"Mother..." Sister-in-law Zhao's eyes widened and the corners of her mouth twitched. She had seen that Fang Zichen's behavior was quite unruly, like a second-generation ancestor who showed off his power and was fearless. President Zheng Peiyao She said that he came from a small place, but Zhao Ersao felt that it was not like it. A small place could not raise such a person. Fang Zichen had a cool temperament. Among the many talented and talented people in the capital, he was still outstanding and daring. , provoked him, even if the Emperor came, he would not give him any face. Only when he is in a high position, has someone behind him, and is used to being praised by others, can he develop such a temper.

Would a small family dare to raise their children like this? Without any money or power, if you develop like this, you will probably be killed as soon as you step out.

She knew that he was 'daring', but she really didn't expect that he could be so bold that he could even beat his old mother-in-law.

What kind of husband did Brother Zhao find?

The temperament is so great.

Zheng Peiyao turned around half a circle before covering her face and falling a few steps. Li Zhicheng stepped forward to support her and frowned: "Young master Fang, you are really well-educated! You are a man, don't you feel ashamed to attack an elder? "

It's quite embarrassing.

Fang Zichen felt a little weak, but he choked his neck and refused to admit guilt. He held his head high and sneered: "Then she is going to lose face when an elder attacks me and a junior? How dare she hit me? My mother doesn't even It's her turn to move a finger from me. This damn old woman deserves a beating. She deserves it. Besides, I'm not only going to beat her, I'm going to fucking beat you too!"

"You..." Li Zhicheng gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Zichen.

Zheng Peiyao's face was burning. She had never been ridiculed and humiliated like this in her decades of life. Being bullied by a younger generation in front of a whole courtyard of maids made her feel that all her dignity had been lost.

"Rebellion, you really are rebelling. I said earlier that unruly people come out of poor mountains and rivers, and those who come from small places are stubborn and ignorant of etiquette. Now look at it, it is indeed true. Capture him for me."

Looking at the crowd . The few

boys who came up, Fang Zichen, had his hands on his waist, his face was dark, and his eyes were cold: "It's none of your business. If you are sensible, please get out of my way. Otherwise, I will deal with you as well." He gathered around: "Master, it's hard to disobey orders, but you still..." He didn't say anything, and Fang Zichen kicked him over.

When he beat people, he was very fierce.

The boys working in the Zhao Mansion were killing chickens for nothing. Fang Zichen fought with them like a dog and a chicken. When he saw Fang Zichen rushing out of the encirclement and coming towards him, Li Zhicheng turned around and wanted to run away. Fang Zichen grabbed him by the clothes. Leader, without saying a word, punched him in the stomach.

Li Zhicheng's back arched, his neck suddenly turned red, his internal organs seemed to have shifted, and he vomited directly.

"Young face, I've tolerated you for a long time." Fang Zichen punched him again.

Sister-in-law Zhao came to her senses and hurriedly stepped forward to hold him back: "Zichen, don't be impulsive."

The legitimate son of the Li family is not someone he can afford to fight: "Stop fighting, let's go in and see Brother Zhao first, okay?"

"No." Fang Zichen gritted his teeth, the anger in his eyes still lingering, and his whole body was filled with anger. With a bloodthirsty look, he pushed away Sister-in-law Zhao, mounted on Li Zhicheng, raised his fist and hit him.

Li Zhicheng also fought back, but Fang Zichen intercepted his fists one by one and could not reach him at all.

The two men fought fiercely.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at this scene in amazement.

Zheng Peiyao saw that Li Zhicheng's nose and mouth were bleeding, and shouted: "What are you still doing? Come on and stop it."

Fang Zichen beat Li Zhicheng until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. The boy pulled him away. He wanted to rush over, but he was about to pull him away. Unable to hold on any longer, a boy jumped up behind Fang Zichen and hugged him tightly, while another lay on the ground and hugged his legs.

Fang Zichen couldn't shake him off, so he could only point at Li Zhicheng with a gloomy face and say harshly: "You bitch, you've offended me. I'm not done with you. Just wait, I'm not done with you."

Zhao Song had a sullen face . When he came out, Fang Zichen was hugged tightly by two boys like monkeys hugging a tree. He also saw Li Zhicheng lying on the ground unable to get up. He didn't know what to say for a moment: "What kind of trouble are you making? You still won't let go. How is that?"

The boy quickly let go of his hand.

As soon as he was free, Fang Zichen turned around and walked out. Zhao Song called out to him: "Zichen, Brother Zhao is looking for you. He is not in a good condition now. Please follow me in to see if he is angry or misunderstood." Can we wait until he gets better?" Zhao Song stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, let's go in first."

Fang Zichen shook off his hand and ran away.

"Zi Chen..."

Fang Zichen didn't stop. He didn't dare to stop for a moment, for fear that his heart would soften and he would run back from the Zhao Mansion in one breath. He had never run for such a long time, and his heart felt like it was being oppressed. It hurt so much that it almost burst.

He was sweating all over. When he got outside the house, his legs and feet were weak and he almost fell. He supported the wall and put one hand on his knees. He gasped for air and opened the door with trembling hands. Then he boiled a pot of hot water and washed himself. After taking a shower, water dripped from the end of his hair. Fang Zichen vaguely wiped it with a handkerchief, and then began to tidy up his clothes.

The moment he opened the cabinet, his body shook violently. There are four rows of clothes neatly folded in the upper layer, all of which are thick winter clothes. There are also four rows of clothes in the lower layer, which are summer clothes.

There are quilts and pillows in the small cabinet next to it.

There is a lot of space in the closet, but the clothes are piled up. But now that I take a closer look at the clothes, I find that most of them belong to him. Brother Zhao's clothes are very few, and they are stacked at the very back of the cabinet. When he went back to Zhao's house last time, he only brought three sets with him, and now there are only a few scattered items left in it.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Brother Zhao hasn't bought any new clothes for a long time. The thing he wears the most is the light blue clothes he brought him from Yuanzhou.

His family was not poor, but he had a hard-to-change temper, so he still saved a lot of money. The set of obscene clothes in the cabinet that he had not taken away had been washed until they were loose and frayed at the collar, but he still did not throw them away. He was very fond of himself. Although he was saving money, he bought Fang Zichen this and that as soon as the seasons changed. In summer, he was afraid that he would be hot, and in winter, he was afraid that he would be cold. After entering Beijing, he bought him two robes, saying that the materials were not good in the past, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble when he wore them. Laughing, so at first glance, almost all of the wardrobe was his clothes.

Unlike Fang Zichen, he doesn't say so many love words, and his temper is even a bit boring at times. After more than ten years of servitude, he can only immerse himself in work and pour all his love into Fang Zichen's everlasting heat. Of the three meals a day that Fang Zichen thought were very satisfying, he would remember all of Fang Zichen's preferences. Fang Zichen liked to eat sour bamboo shoots in the summer. When he was in the village, he would carry a basket on his back and go all over the mountain to find it for him. In Zhouzhou, he always goes out to the streets in the morning. City people love this kind of wild vegetables. He often goes to grab it with others. When he grabs it, he is happy, like a child who has got a favorite toy. He has to carry it back all the way. The beans are also I marinated a whole jar for Fang Zichen so that he couldn't finish it all summer long.

Fang Zichen felt choked. Now that he thought about it, the dishes on the table all these years seemed to be the favorites of him and his son. Apart from knowing that brother Zhao liked candied haws, he no longer knew what he liked to eat.

Brother Zhao's love is restrained. Like him, he has been working all year round and is dark and thin. No matter how good his facial features are, they are hidden. He is inconspicuous among the crowd, and the love he gives is the same. in this way. Unlike Fang Zichen, who was raised by his grandparents, parents and even his elder brother. Fang Zichen is as confident as the sun. When he appears, he will become the center of attention and naturally attract attention. He is optimistic and cheerful, and his love for Brother Zhao is vigorous. , will say "I love you" without hesitation. Brother Zhao can't do that, he will just be silent, just like his personality, but his love for Fang Zichen is no less than what Fang Zichen gave him. , he even gave all his love to Fang Zichen without reservation.

He brought some of the cloth that Meng Ruqing gave to Guaizi, and asked the embroiderer to make clothes for Fang Zichen and the two children. The embroiderer said that this cloth was the most cool to wear in summer, so he thought about what he had brought. It wasn't much, so I didn't do my share and asked Xiu Niang to make two more sets for Fang Zichen.

He took good care of Fang Zichen, so much so that when he opened the wardrobe and faced the mountains of clothes that were carefully sorted and folded, and then looked at Brother Zhao's scattered pieces, Fang Zichen's deep eye sockets began to feel wet and his nose became sore again.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling at this moment. He blamed Brother Zhao and hated his betrayal, but looking at the closet full of clothes and thinking about everything Brother Zhao had done for him, he felt uncomfortable.

If Brother Zhao didn't love him, how could he do this?

But if you loved him, how could you admit it after Zheng Xiaoyan said those words? How could he hang out with Li Zhicheng and get fucking killed?

His chest was tight and painful. The pain was fine and long, coming in waves. It was not fatal, but it was uncomfortable. He hurriedly gathered a few sets of clothes, stuffed them into a mess, tied up the baggage, and threw it aside. He jumped under the quilt, planning to get up and leave tomorrow.

The psychiatrist costs 800 an hour.

One hundred and fifty for a bottle of sleeping pills.

One box of Paroxetine costs four hundred and ninety-two.

A box of fluoxetine costs 480.

A box of Xitaile cost 530 yuan.

With so much money, he was a little depressed.

And there is no psychiatrist here, and there are only 800 left. If you are depressed, you can only take medicine. I asked Li Yisheng before, and there is no medicine to treat depression here.

He thought it through.

He is no longer depressed.

He is still young and has not yet made a lot of money. If he becomes emo, he is afraid that Brother Zhao will go out and pretend that he can't forget him.

Being sad is difficult, but it will eventually pass.

If this one is not good, the next one will be better.

He will go out to relax tomorrow.

Fang Zichen thought so and fell asleep in a daze. At about ten o'clock, someone banged on the door. Fang Zichen looked anxious and covered his head with the quilt, but the sound seemed to come from his ears, and the door seemed to collapse.

"Master Husband, Master Husband..."

Return to Master Husband?

Husband is an uncle.

The two nuns at home had long been driven away by Fang Zichen. If he didn't open the door, they kept knocking.

"Husband, are you asleep?"

Nonsense, if he doesn't sleep at night, can he still go out and sneak around?

"Master, the good young master is missing. Is he here with you..."

Fang Zichen instantly opened his eyes that were full of bloodshot eyes. He lifted the quilt and ran outside without even bothering to put on his shoes.

He opened the door and asked in a panic, "What did you say? Who is missing?"

"It's the good young master," the boy said.

Chapter 315

Fang Zichen felt like the world was spinning: "Why are you missing?"

Do you want to come like this? I just lost my wife, will my son also be lost? Can't you give him some relief?

Could it be that God is jealous of talented people, and talented people all die young?

Then he really had nothing to say.

"I don't know. Young Master Xiaofeng said that the good boy was making trouble to find you after dinner, but the old lady refused. She explained that she would send him over again, and then went back to the yard. Before going to bed, the good boy said that he would go to the latrine, but the result was that He never came back." The boy said, "I searched around the house and couldn't find it. The master asked me to come over and see if the good boy has returned."

The whole house was in chaos.

Zhao Mansion is far away from Guangfu Street. How could a child run so far?

The capital is well connected in all directions, and if you run out, you may get lost.

Fang Zichen panicked, went back to his room, put on some clothes, put on his shoes and went outside to look for them.

Although he had broken up with Brother Zhao, he had raised the child for so many years, bathed him, held him and peeed him. It really hurt his heart. If he really disappeared, it would be really painful. His life.

There was a strict night ban in the capital, and Fang Zichen did not dare to shout when looking for someone. On the slightly cold spring night, he was anxious and had no clue, running around like a headless fly. He searched in several streets outside Zhao Mansion. After walking around, I met a boy who was also looking for someone: "Have you seen anyone?"

The boy shook his head.

Fang Zichen's heart sank.

The servants expanded the search area, and Fang Zichen stood still for a while and began to walk back along Chang'an Street.

He was confused.

If Erzai ran away, he would definitely go back to find him. There was only one route he recognized.

Turning into Xixiang Street from Chang'an Street, I came to an alley, and suddenly there was a rustling sound inside.

Fang Zichen paused slightly.

There were some miscellaneous backpacks piled up in the alley. They were thrown away by the vendors setting up stalls on the street. Some of them were broken, so they were just thrown in without taking them back.

Fang Zichen glanced at it and didn't pay attention, thinking it was the noise of a wild cat hopping around. Just as he was about to leave, someone called him softly.

"Father?"

Fang Zichen suddenly turned around, and saw the boy standing in a basket with a dustpan on his head, his little face red from the cold.

"Father?"

"Father."

Fang Zichen ran over quickly, took him out of the basket, and gave him two slaps.

"Who told you to run around? Do you know how dangerous it is outside? It's late at night, what if something happens?"

The boy's eyes were red with grievance. This was the first time Fang Zichen scolded him harshly.

"But the good boy misses his father, and grandma won't let the good boy find his father."

Fang Zichen saw him shed tears, and his heart immediately softened: "Then you shouldn't run around! Where can your father find you if you lose him? ?"

"My dear boy, you are wrong. Father, please don't be too angry." My dear boy wiped his tears, sniffed, and kissed Fang Zichen proactively: "My dear boy, you love your father, please don't be angry with your dear boy, okay? Okay?"

"Well! Don't do this next time." Fang Zichen said.

"A good boy will be obedient." He took out a bun from his pocket and said flatteringly, "Father, Xi."

"Where did the bun come from?" When Fang Zichen touched it, he found it was cold and the edges of the skin were still a bit hard.

The buns were steamed by the kitchen in the morning. Before they were finished, they were placed in a basin. It was so cold in the afternoon that they were already hard.

"It's because Guaizi took it out of the kitchen. He was afraid that he would be hungry on the way and would have no strength." Guaizi

ate a lot, and everyone in the Zhao family knew it. The cook saw him coming into the kitchen at night, touched his head, and asked him Are you hungry? Do you want to cook him a bowl of noodles? Guaizi's eyes rolled around and he saw a plate of steamed buns on the chopping board, so he asked him if he could have this?

What's wrong with that?

The young master cousin in the house, the only son of the Sixth Young Master, not to mention Baozi, can earn gold even if he is not afraid of death.

The cook thought he was cute and said that the buns were cold, so she made them for him again. The hot buns would burn to death and were difficult to stuff into clothes. The good boy touched a few cold buns, said thank you and ran away.

Fang Zichen: "..."

He pulled open the boy's collar and squinted his eyes when he looked inside. There were three buns stuffed inside.

He was very considerate and prepared for a rainy day.

"How did you escape?"

Guaizi said, "There is a hole. Guaizi came out of the hole, but the hole was small. Guaizi's head hurt." After he crawled out of the dog hole, he went west. He was running this side of Xiangjie. He just heard some movement behind him and thought it was a servant who wanted to take him back. He was so frightened that he hid in a hurry.

Fang Zichen choked.

It would be fun if this damn kid's head got stuck again, like that time at Liu's house.

It doesn't teach you a lesson even if you suffer it once.

Such a big head is so crowded that it's hard to see the devil.

Fang Zichen rubbed his head for him and carried him towards the Zhao Mansion. Guaizi Baozi didn't even bother to eat, he buried it in his neck and said in a tearful voice: "Father, Guaizi wants to come with you, no?" Go back, my dear, I miss you."

Fang Zichen paused: "Wouldn't it be better to go back to your father?"

My dear, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Fang Zichen lifted him up under his armpits, his voice a little hoarse.

"...Did you see it?"

He said something incomprehensible, but the boy knew what he was asking. He nodded slightly, but still did not dare to look at Fang Zichen, holding the bun tightly with his two small hands.

Fang Zichen didn't hide it from him anymore. Although the child was young, he knew many things. He didn't want to find a reason to lie, so that the child could have hope and ask Brother Zhao, "Where is his father?" If he didn't say things like "My dear, I miss my father" or "Daddy, can we go home" clearly, he would be afraid that he would sneak out again after being smashed.

"Father is getting divorced from your father. From now on... don't come to see your father again. You must listen to your father's words and be good, you know?"

The good boy lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. His body was Trembling slightly, tears fell down her cheeks one by one, and the buns on her hands had been squashed.

Fang Zichen felt terribly distressed. When he saw him raise his head, his eyes were watery and his nose was full of mucus.

"It's my father. You said, father, you won't want to be a good boy."

"Yeah! So father, I'm sorry for you." Fang Zichen's eyes were sour: "But father and daddy will no longer live together, you can only live with one, and I am not you." ·····"

The good boy suddenly shouted. I don't know whether it was because he was anxious or because he was cold earlier. His cheeks turned redder: "Father, don't talk nonsense. Father is a father. Daddy and father quarrel. If the good boy sees it, the good boy won't do anything. "Daddy and father are quarreling over Simo, but the good boy wants his father, and he also wants his father, and he doesn't want you to quarrel. If his father doesn't want to be with his father anymore, then the good boy will go with his father."

Fang Zichen hugged him, and the good boy said . She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, burying her head and sobbing quietly.

Fang Zichen gently held his thin back: "Then you don't want your father?"

The good boy choked up and kept crying: "Dad has a grandfather, an uncle, and a younger brother in the future, but my father is different. He has a kind heart. The good boy wants to be with his father. Father, don't leave the good boy behind." , The good boy wants his father."

Fang Zichen felt mixed emotions and hugged him tightly again: "Er smash~"

"Er smash~"

"Er smash~"

"Father~"

The two father and son began to call each other affectionately again.

This child is really not in vain, and it is not in vain that he has tightened his belt to raise him for so many years.

Fang Zichen was so relieved that he hugged his good boy and kissed him fiercely. From now on, he would no longer secretly complain that his son ate too much. In the past, when he was so angry with him that he couldn't bear to beat him, he would give Brother Zhao a blow on his pillow. Brother Zhao helped him, and he would never do such a thing again.

From now on, he and Erzao depended on each other, wandering around the world, ah, he still had to be an official, so much money in a month was just like picking it up in vain, and he still thought about Zheng Peiyao kneeling to him!

Fang Zichen asked the boy to go back and bring a message to Zhao Song, telling his son that he would stay at home for a few days.

The servant quickly brought the news back. Zhao Song knew that the good boy was not lost, so he breathed a sigh of relief and persuaded Xiaofeng to go back to his room to sleep before heading to Qingzhuyuan.

Brother Zhao was not pregnant, and Zhao Song did not dare to tell him about it.

After Zhao Geer woke up, he kept looking at the door eagerly. The more Zhao Yun talked to him, he didn't respond. Now that he saw Zhao Song, he didn't see Fang Zichen. He felt indescribably disappointed and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"Dad." He called Zhao Song: "Can you help me find my husband again? Call my husband, I want him to take me back."

Zhao Song advised: "You are not in good health, have you gone back? I will take care of you and stay here for a few days with peace of mind."

"I don't want it, I want to go back." Brother Zhao burst into tears again: "I want to find a husband."

He had been thinking about it for two months, and it was hard tonight . When he met someone, he didn't even have time to talk to him properly. Why was it like this? For a short moment, he seemed to be thinking about a lot of things, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing. His mind was in a state of confusion. Fang Zichen's words made him feel scared.

Zhao Song paused, knowing that it was inappropriate to ask these questions, but seeing that Brother Zhao kept making trouble, he still asked: "Brother Zhao, did you have a fight with Zichen?" Seeing that Brother Zhao's eyes were red again , clutching the corners of the quilt tightly without saying anything, he added, "Dad, he didn't mean tonight, but before."

"Before?"

"Yeah!"

Brother Zhao said without even thinking, "No."

"Then that's strange. "Zhao Song also frowned and looked at Brother Zhao: "Since you and Zichen didn't quarrel, is there any misunderstanding? Dad knows how you feel about him, so he will never do anything wrong to him. , But Zichen said... Dad wrote to you before, but you didn't reply."

"Letter?" Brother Zhao raised his head and turned pale: "What letter did

Zichen say ? ·····" Zhao Song's tone was a little difficult. Brother Zhao said it to himself, as if he was scratching his own scars: "He said I stole someone?"

"Well, so I wrote to you to ask what happened. Zhao Song did not turn to his children, but did not forget to reprimand him: "Let's not mention anything else. Since you are not feeling well and cannot come back on time, you should send someone to tell Zichen that he is your husband. You didn't expect him to be anxious when you came back without sending him a message?"

The person who came back first to report the news only said that Brother Zhao was feeling unwell and would be in Heyang . After some time of recuperation, the old lady sent her son back to tell her that Zheng Peiyao was very thorough and she had taken care of the house in an orderly manner over the years. Zhao Song thought that she had also sent someone to tell Fang Zichen.

Since Zheng Peiyao didn't say it, Brother Zhao would definitely say it. Who knows, the two of them were actually confused.

He lectured Zheng Peiyao this evening. Zheng Peiyao said that she forgot when she was busy and didn't think well, so Brother Zhao shouldn't do the same. After all, Fang Zichen is his husband. Zheng Peiyao can't remember it, but it makes sense, but Brother Zhao can't.

It was a great joy for Fang Zichen to win the first prize in the examination. Wenquxing, who had fallen from the sky, walked out first. When his colleagues saw him, they all said that he was very lucky to have such a good brother-in-law who was popular among people. Zhao Song's three legitimate sons were none of them. Although Zhao Yunfeng was also an official in the court, his performance was mediocre. Zhao Yunlan was engaged in business and was at the end of business. Zhao Yunyue... It's okay not to mention it.

Now I have experienced the feeling of being praised and admired by my brother-in-law. Zhao Song is so beautiful that he even thinks he has a long face. When he comes back, he still thinks about Fang Zichen who has no father and mother. When Zhao brother comes back from Heyang, he will be there He held a banquet at the house and invited some friends so that Fang Zichen could recognize them and get to know more people. The future would definitely be easier, but he didn't expect it to end up like this.

Zhao Song couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

Fang Zichen searched hard and didn't receive a reply at first. Brother Zhao wondered if he couldn't bear to spend money to let people run errands? But when I thought about it again, I felt something was wrong. Although Fang Zichen was searching, he knew when to spend money and when not to spend money. If he was not around, he would miss himself too. It would be impossible to receive a letter. If he didn't reply to him, he couldn't control himself later and was worried that something had happened to him. Zhao Yunlan comforted him and said that he was a grown man, what could happen to him, his father was still in the capital! If anything happens, I'll write to you.

Brother Zhao didn't think much about it, but Zhao Song's words made him feel something was wrong: "But, I sent someone back to tell you, and I also wrote a letter to my husband. I didn't receive the letter from dad either. "

Zhao Song frowned again: "What did you say?"

Chapter 316

Brother Zhao lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly called the maid outside and asked him to call Zhao Yunlan.

Zhao Yunlan thought something had happened again, so he came over in a hurry. Seeing that Brother Zhao was fine, he was just relieved when he heard Brother Zhao ask him: "Second brother, who did you deliver the letter I asked you to deliver before?" "?"

Zhao Yunlan replied: "Xiao Tiaozi!"

Xiao Tiaozi is a son of the family and has been working in the government for more than ten years. He is considered the third in command of the Zhao family.

This time in Heyang, he was 'taking care' of all the sundries, large and small.

If it wasn't an official letter, he didn't go to the inn. Zhao Yunlan didn't lack that little money, so he asked Xiao Tiaozi to find a guy who specialized in running errands and delivering letters.

Brother Zhao asked the maid to call Xiao Tiaozi.

Xiao Tiaozi came quickly. He stood three meters away from the bed. After saluting and saying hello to several people, he kept his head lowered.

Brother Zhao looked at him: "My second brother asked you to find someone to deliver the message. Who did you find?"

The little note said it was a man from Heyang who specialized in running errands, and he didn't know his name.

"Really?" Brother Zhao looked at him for a moment: "Then my father sent me a letter, why didn't I receive it?"

"Ah, this... little..." Xiao Tiaozi didn't seem to expect that Brother Zhao would turn around and jump to such a question. He originally thought that Brother Zhao would ask the person who sent the message, but now that Brother Zhao suddenly changed the subject, he didn't respond and was instantly stuck. He said: "Little..."

No one present was stupid. As soon as he hesitated, they knew he had a problem.

Zhao Song slapped the table, and the cold glance in his eyes made Xiao Tiaozi shudder, his body trembled, and he knelt down.

Zhao Song kicked him: "What's going on?"

Xiao Tiaozi got up and knelt down: "Master, it's not a small matter. The old lady said that the sixth young master was not in good health and should not work too much and think too much, so she took it. The letter has been taken away."

Brother Zhao asked, "Then I asked the maid to arrange for someone to go back to Beijing to bring a message to my husband, but my husband didn't receive it. What's going on?"

Xiao Tiaozi's eyes dodge, Zhao Song raised his head. He yelled at him: "Hurry up and say it."

His pressure was strong and his eyes were cold. Xiao Tiao couldn't stand it, so he immediately said: "It's Madam..."

Everyone was stunned.

Brother Zhao came back to his senses: "What about the letter? Did you really send it out?"

Xiao Tiaozi was already busy and said: "No, the old lady took all your letters, Mr. Liu. "

Zhao Yunlan kicked him again: "You are a bastard who is acting secretly."

"Second Young Master, calm down! I dare not disobey the old lady." Zhao Song is busy with government affairs and seldom interferes with family affairs. Grandpa Zhao is old. Since he was already high, he had given full control of the family to Zheng Peiyao a few years ago. The entire Zhao Mansion was under the single-handed control of Zheng Peiyao, and the servants did not dare to disobey her orders.

Zhao Songteng stood up, turned around and walked out.

Brother Zhao knew what he was going to do, but he didn't stop him. If he hadn't been physically inconvenient, he would have gone over with a knife.

Zhao Yunlan frowned: "What are you going to do, mother?"

Brother Zhao remembered what Zheng Peiyao had said before, and then thought of Zheng Xiaoyan's abnormality, and the sentence: "I only have Zhicheng, don't rob him from me, okay? ? "

He never said that he wanted to take away Li Zhicheng, why did Zheng Xiaoyan say that?

Mom said she would compensate him and give him the best things... When

she connected them piece by piece, Brother Zhao knew why Zheng Peiyao did what she did.

Is it because your husband said those words because of what Zheng Peiyao did?

Brother Zhao was eager to ask Zheng Peiyao. Zhao Yunlan helped him over. Just as he arrived at the courtyard gate, Zhao Song happened to come out of the courtyard and said that Zheng Peiyao was not here and had gone to the Hou Mansion. It was so late and he might be there. Stay overnight.

Brother Zhao had no choice but to come back. He tossed and turned all night. When he got up early the next morning, he felt that his stomach pain was gone. He wanted to go home with a small baggage on his back. He did not dare to sit in the carriage for fear of bumping into it again. The more Zhao Yun persuaded him, After staying for another two days, he went to bring Fang Zichen over, but Brother Zhao didn't do it either.

If Fang Zichen didn't want to come, it would be useless for ten Zhao Yuns to cross over, and he might even get a severe beating.

He walked slowly, and it was already late when he arrived at Guangfu Street. The door of his house was locked with a big lock on it.

Brother Zhao paused at the door.

Zhao Yun crossed over to take a look, and pulled the lock twice. The lock was heavy. He didn't know what was in such a broken yard, so he took a large lock.

He scratched his head: "Where did Zichen go so early in the morning?"

Brother Zhao didn't know either.

Li Yisheng turned in from the alley carrying two buns and saw the two brothers standing at the door. He blinked: "Brother Zhao?"

Brother Zhao immediately became happy when he saw him: "Brother Li, do you know where my husband has gone? ?"

Li Yisheng: "Isn't he here?"

Brother Zhao's smile froze on his face: "You don't know if he's not here?"

Li Yisheng shook his head. Zhao Yunyue asked if he went to the store to eat Mala Tang. No, he just came over there. After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Brother Zhao's belly.

Brother Zhao felt it keenly: "What's wrong?"

Li Yisheng asked: "I heard from my brother that you are pregnant?"

"Well! Did he tell you anything else?" Brother Zhao said.

"He said..." Li Yisheng was a little hesitant. He didn't know the whole story and refused to comment. He said truthfully: "He said you cuckolded him."

"What?" Zhao Yunyue exploded and came over to grab Li Yisheng. Li Yisheng pushed him away and looked at Brother Zhao: "But I don't believe it, Brother Zhao, I don't think you are that kind of person, but the child in your belly~"

Brother Zhao tightened his jaw, He said anxiously: "It belongs to my husband."

"But you drank the anti-child medicine before leaving Beijing."

His body trembled violently, and Brother Zhao suddenly widened his eyes: "What anti-child medicine?"

Li Yisheng saw that his expression was different. He was lying and confused: "You don't know?"

"I don't know, I haven't drunk it." Brother Zhao said.

"This shouldn't be the case!" Li Yisheng felt that his brain was running out: "The medicine residue that my brother brought that day was obviously boiled. My master couldn't have seen it wrong. Even if his eyes were dim, I was also there at the time. , it is indeed a child-avoiding medicine. If you have never drank it, why do you have it at home? My brother doesn't seem to know about it. It's impossible for my godson to drink it."

Zhao Yunyue listened for a while and asked. He probably understood and interjected: "Yes, Xiaoxu, what's going on? No wonder Zichen misunderstood you!"

Brother Zhao didn't know what was going on, so he threw away the baggage and turned around again. After looking around twice, he picked up a half-broken brick in the corner and walked towards Zhao's house with red eyes.

Zhao Yunyue hurriedly caught up: "Xiao Xu, what are you doing? Calm down, calm down!"

"I'm very calm. Third brother, I want to eat the spicy hotpot in the store. Go and bring some for me."

Zhao Yunyue looked at it . The brick in his hand hesitated, and Brother Zhao said: "I won't do anything."

Zhao Yunyue's brain was just a muscle, and the rest was just water: "Okay, third brother will come as soon as he goes."

After two bowls of medicine were taken down yesterday, the child stabilized himself. Knowing that he was in poor health, Brother Zhao was not too angry. , he was calm all the way. When he went outside the Zhao Mansion, he hid the bricks in his sleeves and asked the boy guarding the door if his mother was back. The boy said that the old lady had just come back, and Brother Zhao immediately went to Zheng Peiyao's yard.

Yesterday, he was thinking of going back to explain to Fang Zichen and coming back in the afternoon, but now he didn't have to wait.

...

Zheng Peiyao is taking a rest. Li Zhicheng was severely beaten yesterday, and something was not right with Zheng Xiaoyan. She spent a long time with Li Yuan in the Marquis Mansion to plead guilty, and Zheng Xiaoyan held her in tears again. Zheng Peiyao couldn't catch her breath all night long. Just as he was about to go back to his room to rest, the maid from outside ran in: "Old madam, the sixth young master is here."

Zheng Peiyao said helplessly: "He is not well, what happened again..."

She said silently He paused, his eyes widening for a moment.

As soon as Brother Zhao entered the door, he rushed towards her and then threw a brick at her.

The maid screamed.

Zheng Peiyao was so frightened that she was stunned.

The bricks came at a very fast speed, wrapped in the wind, and carrying a muddy smell. Brother Zhao was so angry that he fainted, but when he was half a knuckle away from Zheng Peiyao's forehead, he stopped abruptly. .

He couldn't afford to make any more mistakes.

Yesterday he was confused and said those words because he was angry. Now he could not be confused again no matter what.

Zheng Peiyao looked at him in disbelief.

Although Brother Zhao didn't really attack in the end, the determination and ferocity in his eyes at that moment made Zheng Peiyao know that Brother Zhao really wanted to beat her to death for that moment.

She was pregnant for ten months, and her brother, whom she worked so hard to give birth to, actually... wanted to beat her.

It was no different than ripping out her heart.

Yesterday Fang Zichen beat her, and today his biological brother beat her.

Zheng Peiyao shed tears.

Brother Zhao smashed the tea cup next to him with a brick. He is no longer a human being today.

"Sixth Young Master, stop it."

The maid recovered from her shock, hurriedly came over and snatched away half of the bricks, and then looked at Zheng Peiyao. The back of Zheng Peiyao's hand was burnt red by the hot tea splashed on it.

"Zhao Xu." Zheng Peiyao looked at him with tears in her eyes. She was not angry: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I know."

"You know? You know that you still... I am your mother. !" Zheng Peiyao's face was full of disappointment: "How can you, how can you..."

She burst into tears, but Brother Zhao showed no expression and even asked coldly: "Why can't I?

" It's your mother." Zheng Peiyao said.

"From the moment you hid that thing, you are no longer my mother." Brother Zhao clenched his fists, his fingertips digging into his flesh. He didn't seem to feel any pain: "Tell someone to cut off my letter. , let someone change the medicine I take, let my husband..." mentioned Fang Zichen again, and thought of what he said again, Brother Zhao couldn't help but choked up: "He doesn't want me anymore, he Let's go, are you satisfied?"

When he said this, Zheng Peiyao knew that he probably knew what he was doing and agreed generously.

Brother Zhao asked: "Did you call the second sister-in-law away on purpose that time in Taoyuan?"

"Yes." Facing Brother Zhao's calm and scrutinizing gaze, Zheng Peiyao did not deny it. She believed that Brother Zhao could understand her.

Fang Zichen asked his grandma to prepare food for him. He wanted to go to the peach garden outside the city to enjoy the flowers. When his grandma came back to report, Zheng Peiyao asked the second sister-in-law Zhao to coax Brother Zhao out, saying that he had just returned to Beijing and must not have had a good stroll. The peach blossoms outside the city were in full bloom. Okay, you go shopping with him. Sister-in-law Zhao didn't think much and called Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao was a little hesitant. He also heard Sister-in-law Zhao said that dried peaches would be good as sachets. She made one the year before last. Zichen came over and said it smelled good. When Brother Zhao heard this, he went there with a basket. Not long after he was shopping, the second sister-in-law Zhao was called back by the servant. Brother Zhao originally wanted to come back with him. Li Zhicheng came by chance. Seeing that Brother Zhao didn't want to talk to him, and knowing that he cared about Fang Zichen, he told some things about Fang Zichen at the palace banquet. Although Fang Zichen came back from the palace that day, he also talked to Brother Zhao. Yes, but Li Zhicheng praised Fang Zichen appreciatively, and some things were different from others, so Brother Zhao listened to him.

Zheng Peiyao just wanted to let the two of them have more contact. Li Zhicheng, regardless of his family background or talent, was outstanding among many children in Beijing. She felt that Brother Zhao would definitely not keep silent if he had some contact with him. It's always 'my husband'.

He had seen too few talented people, so he was confused by just one Fang Zichen. When he saw more, he would probably know that Fang Zichen was no different.

In the capital city, where it is difficult to move without money and power, no one wants to climb up. When he "returns from his own way" and knows what he has done, he will understand her painstaking efforts. Therefore, what Zheng Peiyao did Son, it's not a secret, and I'm not afraid that Brother Zhao will know.

Fang Zichen was protected too well, and because of the unfounded dream and Zhao Geer's concealment, he was finally trapped.

"Xiao Xu, Fang Zichen is not suitable for you." Zheng Peiyao persuaded: "You are the brother of the Zhao family. He is not worthy of you. You should have something better. My mother is doing this for your own good."

"He is in my eyes. He is the best. It's not that he doesn't deserve me, but that I don't deserve him. Don't tell me that you are doing it for my own good." Brother Zhao released his clenched teeth and asked in a low voice:

"You. After doing so much, are you happy to see me? Am I healed? When I was betrayed, beaten and scolded by the Ma family, I was exhausted, and when I was most desperate and helpless, you didn't show up. You were in the capital. , in the spacious courtyard, enjoying delicious food and wine, and crowds of servants."

Brother Zhao shed tears and said in a sad voice: "When I fell into the river, it was not you, let alone Li Chengzhi, but my husband when I was about to die. , it was he who saved me at all costs. He married me without knowing anything. He didn't dislike me. He treated me and my darling wholeheartedly. During the worst time, we lived together in a broken house and ate wild vegetables together. , we were in trouble together, and later our conditions got better, and he was the only one with me. When I needed protection and you the most, and you didn't show up, you didn't deserve to say that I am your mother anymore. I worked so hard, okay? It was easy to live a good life, but you ruined it. All the things you did in the name of me were actually stabbed at me.

"But I just want to make it up to you!" He stood up, grabbed him with a trembling hand, and said painfully: "Last time I saw you going to Xixiang Street to buy vegetables."

There are more green vegetables for Malatang, and Xinghe Street next to Guangfu Street also sells vegetables. Yes, but it is more expensive than Xixiang Street. Brother Zhao always goes to Xixiang Street to buy it. The location of his house is small, and Brother Zhao has not thought about buying a carriage. In order to rush for time and not affect the business in the morning, Brother Zhao I often run over and buy vegetables. Sometimes some vendors with broken leaves think they don't look good and throw them aside. Brother Zhao will ask and pick them up. Most of the capital in the southern district has been ruined just to save dozens of dollars. , getting up early every day to do business in the dark, no matter how many times Zheng Peiyao saw it, she couldn't help but feel distressed every time.

Brother Zhao withdrew his hand and took two steps back: "But this is of my own free will. I like this kind of life, and I don't feel tired. You were born rich, and your grandparents have protected you since you were a child. I have never suffered much, but I am different from you. I have suffered a lot. I once huddled in a pile of straw and was so cold that I couldn't sleep all night long. I also went hungry to dig wild vegetables. I was so hungry. I stuffed mud into my mouth. I was too tired to move. Ma Dazhuang and his wife beat me with a wooden stick as thick as my arm. I knelt on the ground and begged without dignity. You can reward the servants just a few taels a few taels. But I once suffered a lot for a few cents. Someone in the village took pity on me and gave me ten cents to chop wood for her for three days. I also spent two days hoeing grass for six cents. On a hot day, I was so tired that I almost fell to the ground. I once knelt outside a house all night for nine pennies of medicine. It was only a few pennies. You usually rewarded me with a few pennies that everyone thought was shabby. , but I lost my dignity and almost lost my life because of this. I have been doing this for more than ten years, so I am used to it! I don't think anything about it, I don't need to change, and I don't need you to feel bad."

When he talked about the past, his voice was very soft and calm, as if he was talking about someone else's business. He was a bystander, the one digging sweet potatoes in the fields under the scorching sun, the one grabbing the side medicine for his son. , knelt at the door of the old doctor, kowtowed as hard as he could, and finally asked for medicine for his son at the cost of chopping firewood. In the winter, he squatted by the cold river to wash clothes for others, washing his hands until their bones were numb from the cold and chapped until they bled. People are not like him, so he seems to be very understated:

"I am very satisfied with my life now. I can make money by doing business. When I count copper coins every night, I am very happy. I feel a sense of accomplishment. I I don't want to be like you. After I get married, I have to live in the three-quarter acre of land in the backyard. I have to reach out for money. I can make money by myself, and my spine is straight. I feel that I am not useless, and I am not just waiting. I am living a fulfilling life every day, just like someone who is asking for money. I feel very proud to be able to raise a family with my husband. You think you are good for me, but in fact, I don't need your husband at all. Life, what you did is actually no different from killing me."

Zheng Peiyao was stunned, and his eyes were stung by Brother Zhao's indifference.

"I am telling you this today not because I want you to pity me. I just want to tell you that the suffering I have suffered is all given by you, and it is not something you can compensate for. Moreover, your so-called compensation is already too late. If you can't find your husband, I will fight you tooth and nail." After Brother Zhao finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Zheng Peiyao panicked. Brother Zhao had complained about him before, but he would still call him "mother" for the sake of dignity and the gift of childbirth. When she looked at him, her eyes were not as troubled as before, but this time... ····Brother Zhao only had indifference in his eyes.

She knew that she had completely lost Brother Zhao.

"Xiao Xu."

She chased to the door and saw Brother Zhao standing there in a daze. Zhao Song didn't know when he came.

"Master?"

Zhao Song's eyes were about to burst, and he slapped her in the face.

Fang Zichen was merciless when he beat her yesterday. Zheng Peiyao turned half a circle before falling. Now she turned a full circle before falling to the ground with a bang.

Her eyes went blank, and she pulled Zhao Song in panic: "Master, listen to me."

"What did you say?" Zhao Song blushed with anger and thickened his neck.

"Dad..."

Zheng Peiyao's eyes lit up, thinking that Brother Zhao was going to plead for her, but what Brother Zhao said next made her panic.

"Dad, you have to make the decision for me! When she..."

Zheng Peiyao got up like crazy and Brother Zhao rushed at her, wanting him to shut up. Zhao Song kicked her away and asked: "What happened back then?" ."

Brother Zhao no longer thinks about the so-called blessings of childbirth. He knew that once he said it, Zheng Peiyao would no longer be able to stay in this family with his father Zhao Song's temperament.

But...it doesn't matter.

She asked for it.

If you are not filial, you will be unfilial, even if you will go to hell in the future.

Zhao Song looked at Zheng Peiyao and couldn't believe that he had been a big grievance all these years.

The people sent to Xiaohe Village to investigate have already returned. Listening to the news they brought back, Zhao Song's heart bleeds knowing that Brother Zhao has lived these years. The Yao'er he holds in his hand has lived like a pig in someone else's house. He didn't know who to blame for his inferior life. He could only hate himself for not protecting his children. Now...

"Zheng Peiyao." Zhao Song's face was terrifyingly gloomy: "You bitch, how dare you deceive me like this?" " Me."

"Master." Zheng Peiyao knelt on the ground in panic and begged. Brother Zhao looked at her coldly for a while, and went back to Qingzhuyuan without saying a word. Xiaofeng was in the room. Huahua saw him coming in and called him.

Brother Zhao frowned: "Where is your brother?"

Xiao Feng hesitated: "He went to see Uncle Fang."

Brother Zhao frowned: "When did you go?"

"Last night," Xiao Feng said. said the wind.

Brother Zhao choked.

Not only did his husband run away, he also abducted his son with him.

The maid came in from the door: "Master Six, I have your letter."

As soon as Brother Zhao saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope, he grabbed it and opened it in a hurry.

Fang Zichen's search is reflected in all aspects.

Nowadays, he couldn't bear to spend two extra pages on a divorce letter. It was just one page, densely packed with characters as small as ants.

The fact that the brush can produce such effects shows that this person is somewhat capable.

The first part of the letter is all about praising how handsome, how talented, and how unique he is. A small part in the middle is scolding Brother Zhao for being blind, and the last part is saying that his son is older now. , has the right to make his own choices, he just chose to be with me. I hope you respect the child and don't disturb me again. From now on, we will never be friends. If we accidentally meet on the street, either pretend that we don't know each other, or please call me handsome guy. , or I treat you to a fistfight, and tell that bitch of yours to be careful when walking at night, I won't be done with him, that's all.

Brother Zhao held the letter and read it word for word, his eyes red.

"Uncle Zhao." Xiaofeng looked at him worriedly.

Brother Zhao shook his head: "It's okay." He went out to look for Zhao Yunlan, asking him to send someone to check where Fang Zichen had gone.

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Fang Zichen didn't go far. He rented a horse, bought twelve more buns, and wandered towards Qingxia Town with his little boy.

Qingxia Town is located on the left side of the sea. The town is rich in aquatic products. Fresh water sold in the capital is very expensive. Seafood is not easy to transport. It is fishy and stale. In Qingxia Town, a pound is only four taels. When it comes to the capital, the price is ten times that. Fishing in winter is not easy, and it is even more expensive. The leader Xia Jinghong brought a bucket, and Fang Zichen couldn't forget it. At this moment, he wanted to go over and rub it to comfort his injured little heart.

The father and son were playing and walking on the road. Without Brother Zhao's control, the two became completely wild.

The good boy had three small knots tied crookedly on his head. Fang Zichen tied them for him. He originally knew how to make sky cannons, but Fang Zichen found the sky cannons monotonous and his hair was not very thick, so he tied three bunches on him.

The good boy touched his head and felt that it looked a bit ugly. Fang Zichen told him that you just couldn't get used to it, but in fact it was very personal and shocking.

"Is it true? Father, please don't lie to me!"

"I won't lie to you."

He was doubtful. He walked on the streets of Anhe Town and saw the passers-by looking at him and turning around three times as he walked away.

"Did you see that?" Fang Zichen pointed to a person who was still secretly looking over here and said, "Only handsome people can turn heads like this. When ugly people walk by, no one even bothers to take a look. With this hairstyle today, It makes you look two more handsome."

Guaizi still didn't believe it, "Yeah, they seem to be laughing."

"It's normal to laugh when they see a handsome guy."

This makes perfect sense.

The good boy immediately puffed up his little chest, pretended not to care, and said seriously: "Father, don't tell the truth all the time. You said, to be benevolent, you must be humble. Although the good boy is handsome, you can't be like this." "We need to keep a low profile. In fact, you can add a small number before the word handsome. This can not only show that we are self-aware, but also show that we are humble."

Fang Zichen: "..."

The good boy is still there . Continued: "So, speaking also requires art. Father, you need to study more!"

Fang Zichen: "..."

In fact, he thought it might be better to leave this child to Brother Zhao.

His hands were already itchy.

They came out of Anhe Town at noon. After walking for a few times, they stopped again.

The wild strawberries on April Mountain are ripe and red, which is very eye-catching. These strawberries are about the size of soybeans. Fang Zichen had eaten them when he was still in Xiaohe Village. Most people in the village ate them directly without washing them. There is nothing dirty about the fruit, just blow it twice or wipe it on your sleeve. Fang Zichen does as the Romans do. He just thinks that if others can eat it, he will eat it. Although he is not that particular, there are many old men in the village. , it will never kill people.

Now that he saw it, he clasped his hands and took the boy to pick it up.

The strawberries were so soft that they couldn't fit much in the small pocket. Fang Zichen picked them and stuffed them into his mouth: "Hey, eat more. It's such a big piece. If you're full, you can save a meal tonight."

Good boy A meal cost four buns, and each bun cost two cents. I saved eight cents at once and made another profit.

The good boy nodded fiercely: "Yeah, you'll make money when you get to the west."

Fang Zichen didn't think about himself at all. There were some thorns on the strawberry tree. The good boy was afraid of being pricked, so he picked slowly. Fang Zichen picked a handful and stuffed them directly. In the mouth.

The good boy murmured: "Dad, it's so sweet~"

This delay lasted all afternoon. They didn't make it to the next town in the evening, so the two father and son could only rest on the road, in the wilderness, and there were still people on the mountain from time to time. There was a bird whining, and I didn't know what it was. It made me a little scared.

The boy refused to leave Fang Zichen for even a moment. He held his arm all night, as if he was very dependent on him. In early April. It was still a bit cold in the night, so Fang Zichen wrapped him in thick clothes and held him in his arms, leaving only his face exposed.

"Don't be afraid, father is here, men need to be braver. "

The good boy blinked his eyes. He and Fang Zichen went to guard the Yi Zhuang. The coffin was just across the door from him. He could sleep soundly. Now he was no longer afraid: "Father, the good boy wants to hear a story. "

"good. "

Fang Zichen told him about Ergou's ghost collision incident. The boy's heart almost exploded when he heard it. He asked Fang Zichen to hold him tighter because he was so cold.

Fang Zichen laughed and didn't point out anything.

...

The next day, Tianyi At dawn, as soon as the city gate opened, the merchants took off on the road. Halfway there, they saw a horse tied under a tree, wagging its tail and snoring.

This merchant was the first to come from Anhe Town. Coming out of there, we have only covered less than half of the journey. If we were driving from other towns to Anhe Town, we would not be able to go so fast.

Therefore, this horse was probably tied here yesterday.

The carriage went over to look. As it approached, there was a rustle in the grass next to it, and then a head stuck out.

There was another rustle, and then another head stuck out

and looked at him . : "What do you want to do?

The merchant patted his chest and said, "I saw a horse tied up here but no one. Come and have a look. " "

Let's see if it's a lie. It's true that I want to follow the horse.

The merchant didn't leave even after he finished speaking. He walked towards Fang Zichen and said, "I wonder where the young master is? Fang Zichen: "

..."

What else can you do while squatting in the grass?

Xing Shang realized: "Are you here to poop?" "

Why is this line so familiar?

And can you speak it? It's

simply vulgar.

Isn't it convenient?

Where does this make him turn his face?

Fang Zichen rolled his eyes at him, and the businessman scratched his head: "Sorry, sorry, bothering you, Mr. You've done great things. "

After Fang Zichen and others left, he came out of the grass exhausted. Guaizi seemed to be getting older, his back was hunched, and his legs and feet were inconvenient. He was also leaning on a cane and followed Fang Zichen as if he was exhausted.

Guaizi Wiping away tears: "Father, my dear boy's butt hurts, so Simo can do it!"

Fang Zichen scratched his head. The stick rubbed too much, so it naturally hurt: "Does your stomach still hurt? " If it doesn't hurt, I'll take you to the doctor. "

"It still hurts a little bit. "As soon as he finished speaking, he held his stomach and ran into the grass again.

It's really hard to eat too many wild strawberries. I didn't see ghosts last night, but I did see ghosts today.

Fang Zichen waited for him to come out of the grass, then hugged him He drove quickly to Qingxia Town.

The good boy was about to lose his strength. After taking medicine in the medical clinic, the doctor saw that his two buttocks were covered with mosquito bites. He looked at Fang Zichen with indescribable eyes. He felt embarrassed and hurried away with his son in his arms.

After finding an inn, Fang Zichen asked the waiter to get a basin of water, wash the boy's face and wipe his hands, and then he took him to the lobby for dinner

. I thought I would eat something light because I had a stomachache, but when the boy got downstairs, he said he was fine and his stomach didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He wanted to eat some meat.

Fang Zichen ordered two plates of shrimp, one chicken, five bowls of rice, one plate of fried vegetables, and one plate of minced meat and braised tofu. The guy is kind-hearted and asked him if it's just the two of them? Seeing Fang Zichen nodding, he just thought that Fang Zichen was a young master who was "ignorant of worldly affairs", so he said that this was too much. Three bowls of rice were enough, and a plate of shrimps. If there were too many, he would not be able to eat them, and it would be a waste of money.

Such a honest and honest guy is rare these days, and Fang Zichen is very pleased with him.

"It's okay, just click on this one! My son can eat it until every piece of it is left."

Guaizi agreed: "Yeah, it's just a little bit, it's totally trivial. Uncle, hurry up and cook~"

The waiter winked and went down. .

The food came out quickly, and the boy ate it with his bowl in hand.

There were many people sitting in the lobby. Fang Zichen was peeling shrimps for Guaizi while listening to the chatter of others.

Most of them are about family affairs, or someone's daughter-in-law wore new clothes yesterday, and she is quite pretty.

"You just don't know. The Hao family's daughter-in-law looks like that. Even if she changes into new clothes, I don't believe she can turn into a flower."

"If you want to say that she is good-looking, she has to be the Cui Niang in Chunmanlou, isn't she? Zhu."

Dazhu didn't say anything, and the man said, "Dazhu, what's wrong with you? You're so red, and you haven't even drank the wine yet!"

Dazhu glanced at Fang Zichen. , and his face turned redder.

This small move did not go unnoticed by several people around him, and everyone subconsciously looked in the direction he just glanced.

Fang Zichen was dressed in black clothes, with a jade belt around his waist, and a pair of long white boots on his feet. The boots covered his straight and lean calves. His dark hair was combed on top of his head, and he held out a white jade crown carved with auspicious clouds. It looked good-looking.

Those people were stunned when they suddenly saw Fang Zichen. However, this was not over yet. When he saw the good boy kill an entire chicken with his own strength, his eyes were really clear.

This child looks really cute, but when it comes to eating chicken, he is too cruel.

When the good boy was full, Fang Zichen took him upstairs to catch up on his sleep. The boy came to clean up. Except for a pile of shrimp skins and chicken bones, the tableware, chopsticks and plates were really clean.

What a capable person!

He looked at the dried shrimps piled on the plate and thought to himself that the children of this aristocratic family were really different.

Fang Zichen looked so good that the waiters couldn't help but stare at him. When he was peeling shrimps, he accidentally dropped them on the ground several times, but he would pick them up. Unlike other customers, who drank a small drink and peeled shrimps, they were all over the floor. Table littering.

The good boy slept soundly. He thought that Brother Zhao couldn't sleep much last night. Now that he was full, he fell unconscious as soon as he lay on the bed.

It's not like Fang Zichen couldn't tell that he missed Brother Zhao. He also felt a little regretful yesterday.

Brother Zhao loves Guaizi so much. If he knew that he had taken his son away, he would probably want to kill him.

But my son chose him! He has great character and great charm. He, what can he do?

...

Fang Zichen's whereabouts are easy to find out. The servant got the news from Ma Xing and came back immediately to report.

Qingxia Town is not far from the capital, and the carriage has only been there for two days, but it stumped Brother Zhao.

His body really couldn't stand the torture.

Sister-in-law Zhao advised him to wait patiently and wait for Fang Zichen to come back. Two months had passed since the leave given by the court, and Fang Zichen would definitely be back by the end of the month.

But Fang Zichen and Guaizi were not around, and Brother Zhao couldn't wait any longer.

Not to mention that he was thinking too much about Fang Zichen, but Fang Zichen was unreliable in raising children, so he couldn't let go.

Moreover, there were many overseas merchants passing through Qingxia Town, and he was afraid that Fang Zichen would leave. Even though Fang Zichen once said, "I probably can't go back," Brother Zhao later asked about the number of overseas merchant ships in Fu'an Town. It's rare to pass by, and the ferry ticket is expensive, but it's different now. There are many overseas merchant ships coming and going in Qingxia Town. Yesterday, he had someone pick the lock and found that the small jar he kept money in the cabinet, including the money jar, had been stolen. He took it away, and there was almost 800 taels in it. Although he had never bought the so-called boat ticket and didn't know how expensive it was, he should be able to buy 800 taels.

If he returns home, to a place far away that he doesn't know, where will he find someone in the future?

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, Brother Zhao couldn't control his panic.

He couldn't wait any longer and wanted to go to Qingxia Town to capture the person immediately.

Zhao Er's sister-in-law didn't know what he was thinking when she saw him. She kept fiddling with the barbs on her hands and her face turned pale.

He has a round face. Although he is twenty-one years old, the previous ten years have been repeating the same life day after day and year after year, which makes his temperament close to straightforward. If you don't pay attention, he will appear undefended. , with innocence and tranquility, all thoughts can be easily seen.

Sister-in-law Zhao really couldn't bear to see him like this, so she said, "Why don't you go by water?"

Brother Zhao raised his head and raised his voice: "Water? Is there a waterway in Qingxia?"

"The only way is to go around, and you have to go from South China. Go down." Sister-in-law Zhao said.

The waterway is not bumpy, but you can take a boat down from South China. The original two-day journey will take two more days, which is equivalent to going around twice. It would be faster to take a horse-drawn carriage from West China, but there is no waterway leading to the East Huanling Mountains from West China. You can only go by boat to Luohe River.

Brother Zhao immediately said excitedly: "I'm not afraid of going around."

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Seeing that he was finally happy, Sister-in-law Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and patted his hand: "Then I'll make arrangements for you. I'll go down later."

Brother Zhao shook his head and said, "I want to go now." Fang Zichen and He felt uncomfortable without his son by his side and couldn't wait any longer.

"Nonsense." Sister-in-law Zhao frowned: "Your elder son almost had an accident just now. Do you still remember? You didn't rest yesterday. The doctor told you to take good care of yourself. You can rest for two more days until the child is stable." Can you keep trying? Zichen can't run away. Your second brother has sent someone over this morning. What you have to do now is to hold on to the baby in your belly. It's not easy for me to have a baby. You... "

Sister-in-law Zhao paused for a moment, thinking of the news brought back by the guards, she was silent for a while, and then said in a gentle tone: "This man is different every day. When he was a child, he thought about being a hero and wandering around the world, being a lonely guest. When he was young, He thinks about making achievements and being respected by others, but when he reaches middle age, he thinks about the crowds of children surrounding him. The good boy is not his biological son. He is young now, mostly impulsive and not thoughtful, so he thinks it doesn't matter. But As you get older, you still want to have a child of your own. If something happens to the baby in your belly, when you get older, it will be difficult for your brother or girl to have another child. Don't blame me. The second sister-in-law's words don't sound good, but that's the fact. Things are serious, so you should rest for two days and listen to the second sister-in-law's advice. "

She is not in a hurry at all. Fang Zichen already has an official position and will always come back. He was also a man. After discovering that he had sneaked out of Beijing, Zhao Song immediately sent someone over. Later, her husband was worried and sent four more people over to protect him secretly. What could happen?

Although it would be possible to force him back, but in the end it was disrespectful. The young couple still had to deal with matters between themselves.

Brother Zhao lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth that were smiling just now fell down, looking unhappy.

He wanted to say that Fang Zichen was different.

But he had no evidence, so what could he use to ensure that Fang Zichen would be the same all year round in the next few decades? He himself is not that kind of person.

What Second Sister-in-law Zhao said does make sense. Each stage has its own thoughts and desires.

When he was starving and freezing, he longed for someone to save him and pull him out of the mud. That person could be anyone, as long as he could give him a mouthful of food. He wanted to have a full meal and no longer wanted to be hungry.

He can do many jobs, including carrying water, chopping wood, and cooking.

At that time, he just wanted to eat enough.

Later, he thought that no matter what the price, he wanted to keep Fang Zichen here, even if he was hungry, it didn't matter even if it was harder, and even if he couldn't eat enough again.

Look, he is like this himself, what can he do to ensure that Fang Zichen will not change?

Now that he is saying that children are optional, does he really think about it now?

After living in the village for more than ten years, the young couple was very affectionate and loving, but after a few years, they had no children, so they just gave up and abandoned them like worn-out shoes.

The family only has one or two taels of silver, even if they don't have the throne...

Moreover, as far as he is concerned, he also wants this child.

Brother Zhao was no longer in a hurry. He seemed to have opened up the two channels of Ren and Tong. He figured it out. He rushed to the kitchen, picked up a thick and straight piece of firewood, and carried it back to Qingzhuyuan. No one knew what he was going to do.

The next day at dinner, Zhao Yunlan and Zhao Yunyue saw Brother Zhao leaving and asked the servants on the side, what Brother Zhao has been doing recently?

The maid said: "Sixth Young Master has been whittling sticks in the house."

"Wheeling sticks?" Zhao Yunyue scratched his head: "What are you doing? Is your hand itchy with idle time?"

Zhao Yunlan slapped him on the head: "What do you think? Anyone else like you?"

Xiaofeng held the bowl silently and said nothing. She just wanted to go out and buy some pain-relieving and blood-thinning medicine for Fang Zichen and Guaizi in the next two days, just in case.

In the past, when the good boy made mistakes or talked nonsense, Brother Zhao couldn't find the small wooden stick, so he took off his shoes and hit him. The soles of the shoes were large, so the good boy didn't feel any pain when he was beaten, but it hurt when he was spanked with the small wooden stick. He always hugged his butt and screamed, and ran around the room. At night, Xiaofeng asked him to take off his pants to look at him, and he saw two marks on his little butt like a white bun, which made him feel bad. , training him and telling him to remember and not to talk nonsense next time. The good boy scratched his head and said that he understood, but he would still talk nonsense next time. When he was in Heyang, in front of a room full of people, he touched Touching Brother Zhao's belly, he asked where his younger brother came from? Did you sleep with your father on top of each other? It was too scary. He would never sleep on Brother Xiaofeng's belly again.

Then Brother Zhao took care of him again.

The small wooden sticks I carried back then, now I carry such big sticks... Just thinking about it, Xiao Fengguang became worried for Fang Zichen and Guai Zai, for fear that they would be carried back.

...

Fang Zichen was very cool with the child. A man could raise a child without death. The two of them wandered around Qingxia Town all day long like vagrants, eating wherever they went. The good boy still carried his The schoolbag contains not only paint brushes but also several steamed buns.

Fang Zichen took him to the countryside on horseback to see pear blossoms. The old pear trees were very big, with only a few pear trees. If you looked closely, they were all white. The good boy took out his paintbrush on the spot and said he would paint this beautiful scenery.

Fang Zichen smiled and touched his head: "It's rare for you to be so elegant, not bad."

Guai Zai held the brush, spread the paper on the grass, lay on the side, shaking his calves: "Father, don't underestimate Gui Zai "Young man, you're not a freeloader."

Fang Zichen knocked on him: "You're definitely not a freeloader!"

Fang Zichen felt sad at this point.

He brought a hundred taels with him when he came, and kept the rest at home. For food and accommodation for the past seven days, he had gone to more than 40 taels. Two plates of shrimp for each meal was really not enough to fill his teeth. He still wanted to go there. Eat big crabs, I heard that this thing is more expensive...

Although my son has a small part-time job, he doesn't make much.

Why is this money so unspent?

Fang Zichen sighed and lay next to Guaizi with his eyes closed, wondering if he could have a dream and pick up some money.

The good boy leaned over and kissed him before he started drawing again.

After waking up after a short break, Fang Zichen found that Guaizi was almost done with the painting. He had drawn two pictures, one of which was full of pear blossoms, and the other... Fang Zichen glanced at it and paused.

There were two little figures drawn on the paper. One was stuck at the waist. The upper body was about three centimeters and the legs were about ten centimeters. The little figure next to him was holding a bouquet of flowers. His eyes were half closed, as if he hadn't woken up. It looks like you are shy, and your face is dyed two big shades of red, that means you are shy.

Probably because he knew that ordinary people could not see his extraordinary painting skills, he even added arrows to accompany the words.

The long-legged Oppa boy.

Piao Piao brews Uncle Yang.

Fang Zichen choked.

He wiped his face and didn't know what to say. He also had a long-legged oppa. Is he a long-legged monster?

No one who takes pictures would dare to go overboard like this.

But Yang Mingyi's shy expression was painted well. Fang Zichen stared at the painting for a long time: "Do you like you Uncle Yang so much?"

The good boy nodded, still blooming in the blank space on the paper: "I like it!"

Yang Mingyi He has a cold temper and can't fart for a long time. Although he talks a lot to the good boy, he doesn't play with him like Liuliu. He draws Yang Mingyi instead of the little bamboo horse Liuliu, which makes Fang Zichen break his guard. He still With luck in mind, he leaned over and asked tentatively: "Why?"

The good boy looked up at him: "Because Yang Zhu Piao Niang!"

"Don't you think your Uncle Yang is very cold? Unkind?"

"It doesn't matter whether you are cold or cold, just Piao Niang will do the trick."

Fang Zichen said with difficulty . Swallowing his saliva, he began to educate him: "Erza, you are wrong. You can't be so superficial. The most important thing about a person is his inner self. We must be good at discovering his inner self through his surface. Inner beauty is the real thing. Mei...what are you laughing at?"

The good boy covered his mouth and chuckled: "Father, what you said is so funny~"

How funny is it?

Such meaningful and thought-provoking words? What's so funny about this?

Fang Zichen spanked him twice on the buttocks, and the good boy still laughed: "Father, you said that God is jealous of Yingcai, but you also said that it's not because God is jealous of Yingcai, because no one cares when ugly people are happy, Choudi Ren, no one wants to take a second look. Simo can still find his inner beauty, but it's not right to judge people by their appearance. Isn't that right?"

Fang Zichen rubbed his butt again: "By the way, That's it. You're still young and don't have to worry about some things, you know? "It's not good for you to fall in love early

, but you're not a little bird! You're a good boy, Yang." "Zhu Leng Lengdi, the good boy is going to attack him from now on." The good boy clenched his fists and vowed fiercely: "The good boy must work hard to win in one year and give birth to a baby in two years."

Fang Zichen saw him like this. Completely forgetting the original intention: "Okay, well said, you are worthy of being my son. To fall in love, you need to have this kind of courage and this kind of perseverance. As long as you persevere, the iron tree will bloom, and it will not be a problem to have two children in three years." "Yes, yes, "

he said. "Father taught me two tricks,"

Fang Zichen said confidently, "It's either about romance or throwing money at him." Don't talk about you Uncle Yang, you can take down the sow. "

"Is that so?" Guai Zai scratched his head: "Father, Guai Zai doesn't want the sow, Yang Zhu is cool, what if these two tricks don't work. ?"

Fang Zichen sighed and touched his face: "If that doesn't work, just let it go! Being unmoved like this shows that he has seen through the mortal world and wants to escape into Buddhism. Such a person is the most suitable to become a monk. He is so stubborn. Tian, ​​if you let this tree go, you will find that you can own a whole forest."

The boy was thoughtful, and Fang Zichen nodded secretly. This boy was prompted by him to understand the true meaning of life.

The good boy's eyes were bright: "My enemy, the good boy doesn't want to be a pig bird. The good boy wants to marry a hundred wives."

Fang Zichen: "..."

These words are too scary!

How can I support a hundred wives?

If you can't afford to support your son, why don't you have to look for him?

"Er, what's wrong with you? We must be loyal to our feelings and stick to it till the end. You can't be the king of Neptune. There won't be any good results if you play around with others."

"Huh?" The good boy scratched his head, confused by what he said. .

Laughter came from the side. Fang Zichen turned around and saw a girl sitting not far away. She was dressed in red and dressed very coquettishly. She held a piano in her arms and covered her mouth with a handkerchief. She was smiling wildly. trembling.

Fang Zichen frowned: "Why are you laughing?"

"It's okay." The girl's naked eyes fell on Fang Zichen's face: "The little girl just thinks what the young master said makes sense."

She saw his eyes falling on Yao Qin in his arms. He came up, raised his pretty eyebrows slightly, and handed the Yao Qin to Fang Zichen: "Young Master, can you play the Qin?"

Who are you looking down on?

What can't he do?

Fang Zichen nodded: "Of course I can."

Cui Niang handed him the Yao Qin and asked if he could play a song to enjoy the beautiful scenery on this beautiful day. She usually played the piano and was listened to, but she had never heard anyone play it.

The good boy came over, gently pulled Fang Zichen, and lay next to his ear: "Father, think twice, don't brag. It won't look good if you embarrass yourself in front of Meiren later~"

Fang Zichen: "... "What do you mean by bragging?"

"I've never seen you do it before," said the boy.

In the past, I would go out early and come back late just to fill my stomach. Who would be in the mood to do this? If the material things are not enough, what else do you think about the spirit? Fang Zichen didn't want to be underestimated by his son, but now that his son said this, he wanted to play a song to let him know that I am still me.

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Fang Zichen sat cross-legged, put the piano flat on his thigh, and fiddled with it twice casually: "Er, watch, father will sing you a song to let you know what real technique is and what the lingering sound is. The sun never stops."

Guaizi stood up and leaned behind him, hugging his neck, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Good! Wait and see,"

Cui Niang's eyebrows moved slightly . He followed with a few words of agreement, but there was a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

She has been practicing the piano since she was a child, and her skills are among the best in the building, and she has countless guests who come here because of her reputation. However, she still dare not say that she can achieve the point where the lingering sound lingers in her ears for three days.

Fang Zichen has a very young face, a young man who is not shy about his talk.

Fang Zichen's hands are undoubtedly beautiful. They are slender and white, resting on the dark piano, which makes his hands more and more like jade. He plucked his fingers casually twice. His original unserious appearance suddenly changed after the third tone was played. When he became serious, he became a completely different person.

Fang Zichen could clearly see Cui Niang's contempt. How dare you look down on him?

I simply don't know what it means.

It is really impossible not to show off your skills and show your strength.

Even though he hasn't touched this thing for several years, his movements are still smooth and smooth, and he is calm and calm. It has a natural and pleasing feeling when he looks at it. The sound of the piano under his hand is deep and has a long lingering sound.

Cui Niang looked at him intently, the contempt on her face had long since disappeared.

There is no right or wrong in love, only whether it is worth it or not.

I don't want to understand how love becomes like this.

I would rather be responsible for love.

Even if I feel pain, I don't want you to leave.

Is it because I am too stupid to give you the stability you desire most, which makes you feel anxious and beating, and want to go beyond the limits?

Fang Zichen's voice was gentle and calm, and the rhythm was so good that Cui Niang was almost intoxicated.

Fang Zichen sang a few lines, and the good boy started to scream. His mouth was so round that it could almost fit an egg. He ran to Fang Zichen at some point, and now his eyes were shining and he squeezed into Fang Zichen's arms. She held his neck and kissed him twice: "Father, you were so handsome just now. You are such a handsome idiot. I am so happy."

"It's necessary!" Fang Zichen didn't understand modesty at all. Standing up to the sky: "I have entered the sage mode just now. Most people are very cool when they are like this."

"Father, this is a love song, right?"

"Yeah! One of the surest tricks to pick up girls, I used this back then. With one killing move, not a single leaf touches me among the thousands of flowers and grasses. "

"No wonder my father is so cool when he sings. The good boy is so fond of you. You should also teach the good boy. He doesn't want to sing Calabash Boy."

" Young Master..." Cui Niang couldn't help but call him. The good boy immediately stretched out his hands, protected Fang Zichen behind him, and looked at Cuiniang with a wary expression: "You call my father Qianximo? My father already has eighty wives, so don't try to meddle with him~"

" Eighty?" Cui Niang laughed: "Then one more for me is not too much! You..."

Before she could finish her words, two men came over not far away, one on the left and the other on the right. Cui Niang left.

Her maid ran over and said in panic: "Who are you? What do you want to do? Let my lady go quickly, help, help~"

In broad daylight, with the sky clear, these two people were simply lawless.

Fang Zichen thought it was a robbery, and wanted to go up and help, but as soon as he stood up, he suddenly faced the person walking towards him. His eyes widened and his whole body froze.

He was a little surprised, but he also had a sense of settlement that was expected and would come sooner or later.

Brother Zhao walked slowly towards him: "Husband." He looked at Fang Zichen almost lustfully, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Fang Zichen didn't look at him, he only knew that this guy was here to fight with him.

He hurriedly lifted up his clothes to cover the boy and turned his back.

He didn't answer. Brother Zhao was a little disappointed and called him "good boy" again.

Guaizi's voice came out muffled through the fabric of the clothes: "Good boy is not here."

Fang Zichen suddenly stretched out a small hand from his armpit, pointing his short index finger to the north: "Good boy, you saw him going that way. Get rid of the bird."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid has eaten too much chicken and his brain is full.

Sister-in-law Zhao couldn't help it anymore and laughed secretly. Now she looked at Fang Zichen and thought about how he was playing the piano just now. No wonder Brother Zhao was anxious.

Fang herself blushed and her heart skipped a beat. If she were ten years younger, she probably wouldn't be able to bear it anymore.

On the day when the results were released, Fang Zichen paraded through the streets. In previous years, the person who had the most sachets thrown at him was the third flower. I heard that in previous years, the third flower was knocked unconscious by the sachet. But this year, the third flower has become a foil, and the streets are full of people. All the sachets and purses brought by the girl's brother were thrown at Fang Zichen. If you ask someone on the street now to ask who the top pick is, they will definitely not know. What about the top pick? Oops, you've asked the right person. This year's No. 1 scholar, my God, I heard he got the No. 6 prize. That's so awesome! It's been so many years since there was such a person, and he still looks like that, so handsome, he seems to be unparalleled in the world, the old man makes me blush and my heart beats just looking at him, that number one pick has the same demeanor as I did back then!

Sister-in-law Zhao knew everything Zheng Peiyao did.

She used to think that Zheng Peiyao was a long-term thinker and could make plans.

But now that I look at it...

it's probably because I have become confused due to my age.

Although Fang Zichen's family background was not as good as that of Li Zhicheng, he was ranked sixth in rank. He was the number one scholar appointed by the emperor. At the palace banquet, I heard that he was highly valued by the emperor. He was specially given a seat in front of him. He was on par with the second rank and could say a few words. Let the emperor reward him with several large gold ingots, and then ask him what he likes to eat. Are the dishes on the table to your liking? It's a rare day. I'll ask you to order a dish and have it cooked for you by the imperial kitchen.

This small amount of money is naturally looked down upon by aristocratic families, but the emperor's attitude...asking his ministers to order dishes? Even the left and right ministers did not live like this.

His attitude towards Fang Zichen was quite loving. Such an honor showed how favored Fang Zichen was.

If you are an official in the government, if you are capable and capable, no matter how much you need to be flattered, it is impossible for you not to want to move up.

Fang Zichen started to feel happy after receiving the reward. When he was happy, he started to talk badly, holding the gold ingot, and said, Your Majesty, you are so kind to me. I spent a huge sum of money to buy you two pig kidneys. I heard that this thing can nourish the kidneys. If you eat it, seven times a night is not a problem.

The emperor was very angry, but he could only hit him with the snacks on the side. Fang Zichen was not afraid of death, so he said: "If you can, you can use money to hit me!"

All the officials saw the emperor blowing his beard and stared. If it were changed The others were afraid that they would have to stay in the palace for the night, but in the end, Fang Zichen was still able to walk out of the palace unscathed and holding a pocketful of gold ingots with a swagger and a step like he didn't recognize his relatives.

Although the number one scholar was only of the sixth rank when he entered the Hanlin Academy, he had been the eunuch beside the emperor since ancient times and was older than the third-rank officials. Fang Zichen was favored, so what if he was the sixth rank?

Although he cannot compare with Li Zhicheng in the short term, as long as the emperor pays attention to him, it will be a matter of time for him to move up in the future.

During the entire palace banquet, did the emperor even look at the Li family?

Has Li Zhicheng ever had such an honor?

After the palace banquet, I don't know how many people wanted to give their girl brother to Fang Zichen, openly or covertly, and many of them were officials of the third rank.

Zheng Peiyao was short-sighted and focused on family background. Moreover, Li Zhicheng already had several concubines in the backyard. Fang Zichen only had Brother Zhao, and he listened to his words. Second Sister-in-law Zhao had seen them get along. Fang Zichen knew how to pamper others. Brother Zhao called him He didn't dare to go east, even if he was told to go east, he would go there immediately. It's hard to find such a husband even with a lantern. Zhao Er's wife didn't know what her mother-in-law was thinking. Now it's good , he was beaten thirty times and was sent back to Zheng's house with hemiplegia.

It was said to be a gift, but in fact it was no different from a divorce. She had contributed to the Zhao family by giving birth to children, and had contributed to the housework for many years. For the sake of several children, Zhao Song did not divorce her and just sent her back to the Zheng family.

When Zheng Peiyao found out about the result, she even begged, saying that she was doing this for the sake of the Zhao family and for the good of the children. Zhao Song scolded her: "How is it for the good of the Zhao family? Why am I working so hard outside?" It's just for my children, I want to be able to protect them, not to climb up the ladder, and I don't need to sacrifice my children to maintain relationships and maintain my status."

Zheng Peiyao panicked and asked Zhao Yunfeng for help.

Zhao Yunfeng knew the reason why she used the relationship between the two families to get Zheng Xiaoyan to marry into the Hou family. He didn't need Zheng Peiyao to do this for him, but because Zheng Xiaoyan was willing to do so, he didn't say anything. Now that he knows what she did, he saw his brother being raped. Even though she was a kid, she could hide it in order to gain power.

Zhao Yunfeng was really disappointed.

Zhao Yunlan and Zhao Yunyue didn't speak for her either. What Zheng Peiyao did was really the behavior of a villain. It was a waste of time for her to be a mother. Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen were not having a satisfactory life. The vile things she did were understandable, but they were both The husband and wife are in harmony, and everyone knows how Zhao Geer treats Fang Zichen. Zheng Peiyao behaves like this, completely disregarding Zhao Geer's feelings and wishes.

Finally, Grandpa Zhao said: "Brother Zhao is of the blood of my Zhao family. When you marry into the Zhao family, you will become a Zhao family and put the Zhao family first. Since you care so much about the blood of the Zheng family, then you will return home." Let's go to the Zheng family."

Sister-in-law Zhao couldn't help but sigh again when she remembered Zheng Peiyao's wailing appearance.

Although this result may seem a bit innocuous, for Zheng Peiyao, who only wants to maintain a high position, it is undoubtedly more cruel than death.

She came back to her senses, looked at Fang Zichen and smiled: "Zi Chen..."

Fang Zichen picked up the child, picked up the schoolbag beside him, and ran away without saying a word.

Brother Zhao subconsciously chased him two steps and called him: "Husband~"

His voice was mixed with crying. It was very familiar, so familiar that it was scary. The replays of the previous scenes of rubbing their ears and temples flashed through his mind as quickly as the replays.

When he was being bullied severely, Brother Zhao would do the same thing, calling him 'husband' with a cry, nostalgia, and panting.

Did he cry?

Fang Zichen's body's reflex reaction was the same, he turned around suddenly, and then met Brother Zhao's eyes.

He did cry.

Fang Zichen was furious, but he still had the nerve to cry? Cry like a hammer.

"Husband." Brother Zhao wanted to catch up: "I think..."

Fang Zichen ran away in a hurry.

After returning to the inn, Fang Zichen's heart was still pounding. The good boy stretched out his big head from his arms: "Father, were you a crying bird just now?"

Fang Zichen said nothing.

The boy also fell silent.

Brother Zhao didn't pursue him anymore. Pang'er's guard came over and asked if he wanted to go to the inn. He knew where my husband lived.

Of course I have to go.

Cuiniang watched the person leave, thinking about the way that brother had just looked at her, and patted her chest, secretly thinking that it was very dangerous, but thinking of Fang Zichen, her face couldn't help but blush slightly.

Brother Zhao didn't press any further. He just booked a room next to Fang Zichen, washed up and went to bed.

During the days when Fang Zichen was away, he never had a good night's sleep. He almost went crazy thinking about people. He didn't get enough sleep and had morning sickness, so he was really tired now.

Fang Zichen was in a bad mood and went to bed after eating. He was very strong inside and had never been unable to eat or sleep well. The good boy lay next to him, wanting to wait until he fell asleep and went out to find Brother Zhao. He had just eaten. , he saw the Zhao family's guards in the lobby. His father must have moved in as well. He wanted to secretly find Brother Zhao later, but Fang Zichen hugged him and breathed evenly. He only listened twice and didn't know who was going on. .

Chapter 320

The good boy woke up early the next day. Fang Zichen was still sleeping soundly. The good boy pursed his lips and kissed him. He couldn't wait to get out of bed, put on his little shoes and ran out to find Brother Zhao. The maid outside the door saw him looking around in the corridor and hurriedly waved to him: "Good boy, young master, here."

"Ah! Sister Xia Tuo~" Good boy ran over.

Brother Zhao was used to doing everything with his own hands. He only kept one of the maids that Zhao Song had sent over, and he knew Xia Tiao very well.

"Shh." The maid asked him to whisper and pointed to the room: "Sixth Young Master hasn't gotten up yet."

The good boy immediately covered his mouth. He quietly opened the door and went in. Brother Zhao was sleeping soundly.

He used to get up very early, almost before dawn, but now he is pregnant and is very sleepy.

The good boy lay on the bedside and kissed him gently again. He was so happy that he kept grinning and touched his already bulging belly: "Do you miss your brother, brother?"

He didn't bother much, and said Like a thief, he quietly exited on tiptoes, performed a set of punches in the backyard, twisted his butt left and right several times, went back to the room, washed his face, took his schoolbag and walked out.

The guards followed secretly.

Fang Zichen took Guaizi to wander around the town for a few days. Guaizi was very familiar with Qingxia Town. He was not afraid of going out alone. Fang Zichen fought with him and knew how much he weighed. He was an ordinary man. , If you want to capture him, you won't be able to do it without three or four people. If there are fewer people, you may have to be beaten back by the good boy. Qingxia Town is small and not as well connected as the capital, and the flow of people is chaotic, so Fang Zichen will not keep him by his side.

A good boy will not follow people around. If he gets lost, he will probably get lost by himself.

He took a look outside the escort office, then walked in with ease.

There was a person in the escort agency who was responsible for delivering letters and goods. When the man with big arms and round waist saw him, he looked at the door and saw no adult. He blinked and lowered his eyes to look at him: "Child, are you lost? Are you in the wrong place?"

"No." The good boy looked up at him: "Good boy, I want to send a letter."

The big man laughed: "Really?"

There was teasing in his tone, and the good boy frowned: "Uncle, be serious. "Come on, my dear, I'm telling you something serious. Don't smile. My dear, my time is tight. After finishing my work, my dear has to go to work to support his family, so don't waste your time."

He said it very seriously, but the big man couldn't help it . Holding her belly and laughing, the words "supporting the family" came out of the mouth of a baby with one milk, which made people laugh.

Seeing that the baby seemed to be angry, the big man stopped quickly, touched his head, and took him to the door: "Little baby, please go home quickly! Your parents should be worried about running around."

"Good boy, you still want to go home ." Send something."

"Sending something requires money. Do you have it?"

"Yes." The boy took out a wallet, which was full of money.

Yesterday, Fang Zichen knew that he wanted to send a letter, so he specially gave him twenty taels.

Seeing him take out two more letters, the big man knew that the boy had come prepared and was not joking, he was serious. But when he saw the words on the envelope, he smiled again.

"Eight hundred miles for expedited service? Baby, the money for expedited service is doubled."

"Huh?" The good boy twitched his little eyebrows together: "But when I am sending money from the capital, the uncle said not to double it?

" He asked doubtfully: "Then how much money did he charge you?"

The good boy raised two fingers: "Twenty taels."

The big man said directly: "This is impossible!"

The good boy looked at him and became unhappy: " It's impossible, Simo. Don't tell lies. The uncle originally said it would be forty taels, but others sent him twenty taels. He saw that Guaizi was young, so he thought, "Guaizi, you don't want me." , otherwise I will call my father. My father is the new number one scholar. He is so powerful that no one can beat him. Then the uncle will say that he is wrong. It really costs twenty taels." The big

man: "..."

Number one?

In previous years, the announcement of the number one scholar did not spread far, but this year, it was really extraordinary. The big man was far away from Huaiyang before, far away from Beijing. In this case, he had heard of this man.

If you get six yuan and get the third place, you will be so handsome that you will fall into pieces.

The No. 1 pick is a great figure, big or small. So, who dares not to show off his face? Who dares to really shout forty taels?

This little kid...

He didn't want to believe it. When he glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, he saw two guards with knives standing outside the door.

The two guards saw him looking over and looked at him with indifferent expressions.

If this little kid had no background, he really wouldn't believe it.

The good boy wrote the address and left twenty taels. He was very happy. Before leaving, he did not forget to say earnestly and sincerely to do good deeds: "Uncle, you can't do this in the future. It's wrong to cheat people. Money is very important, but to make money, you have to step on it." Be down-to-earth, be down-to-earth, don't follow sideways, don't cheat, be kind, do good deeds, and then go to heaven and enter the Paradise."

The

big man saw him with his hands behind his back, like a little old man. He left, his eyebrows pounding.

The two guards came in, left twenty taels on the counter, and hurriedly chased them out.

He was relieved that it was reasonable after all. When he saw the address written on the top envelope, his eyes widened and his hands shook.

What is the identity of this doll?

Is it a typo?

...

When Brother Zhao woke up, he couldn't wait to go to the next door. Fang Zichen was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Brother Zhao sat down on the edge of the bed. From the moment he entered the room, he never took his eyes off Fang Zichen.

It would be no more than 10 o'clock in the morning, and it was still a little cold. He pulled the thin quilt that Fang Zichen had kicked to the foot of the bed and put it on his stomach.

Fang Zichen looked very good-looking when he was sleeping. He was completely free of the usual arrogance and domineering, and looked quiet, a little gentle and innocent.

Brother Zhao hadn't seen him like this for a long time. As he looked at it, he couldn't help but reached out and gently stroked his eyebrows. He leaned down and kissed his thin, cold lips.

He murmured, almost to himself: "Husband, I miss you so much."

Fang Zichen was still sleeping soundly. He usually likes to call the good boy a little piggy, but when he really sleeps, the same good boy is just the same and unbeatable.

Brother Zhao looked at it and couldn't help but pinch his nose gently. He couldn't breathe smoothly. Fang Zichen slapped his hand, turned over, turned his back to him, and continued to sleep.

The maid came in and said that the medicine was ready and asked him to go out and drink some porridge first. Brother Zhao looked around: "Where is my son?" The maid said: "The good boy went out early in the morning carrying his bag

."

After the brother drank the porridge and took the medicine, Second Sister-in-law Zhao said enthusiastically: "The guard said that your son is now a popular figure on the East Street and is very famous. Let's go over and have a look?"

Brother Zhao nodded, he knew The character of this father and son, without him in front of them, is really wild as hell. They dare to do anything, and the things they do...

Brother Zhao is already ready to be 'embarrassed' .

East Street was very noisy at the moment, and a large circle of people gathered at the intersection in front.

Second Sister-in-law Zhao was a little confused and slightly protected Brother Zhao: "Did something happen to Qian'er?"

The guard who was following her had a strange look on her face: "It's the good young master..."

The guard opened the way. Seeing that Mrs. Zhao was well-dressed and accompanied by a maid to protect her, the people nearby stepped aside to avoid collision.

As soon as Brother Zhao came in, he saw Guaizi standing on a stool. He was stunned for a moment and was shocked by his hairstyle.

There are still three asymmetrical chirps, one on the east, one on the front, and one on the back.

Fang Zichen was tied up tightly, and even if he stayed up all night, his hairstyle would not change.

The boy took a bag as big as his face, touched it, and then looked at it from left to right.

"Is this Simo? Is this Simo? Why is it so white and so big? Huh? It still has flavor, dear boy, take a look." He opened it and saw that the bun was full of bean paste filling. Wow, dear boy. He shouted:

"It's a baguette. This is a baguette. Why is there so much bean paste? Wow, it's so sweet. It's so sweet! How can you afford such a good thing? What kind of craftsmanship is this? One bite, it's so delicious Let Ren have endless aftertaste, who made the drops? They are so powerful. Oh, I think of birds. This is Dongjia Drops. How many big drops of Dongjia Drops? Eating birds can nourish the skin, remove spots, and replenish deficiency. It nourishes the stomach, nourishes the yin and regulates the heart, replenishes the qi, strengthens the body, is as powerful as an ox, and has great benefits."

After he finished speaking, he ate it deliciously, his cheeks bulging, and his little mouth moved like a fish. Like a hamster.

The people onlookers couldn't stand it when they saw how delicious he was eating.

"Little doll, is it really so delicious?"

"Yeah! This bag is made of high-quality flour and has gone through ninety-nine and eighty-one processes to make it. It tastes bad, and even the good boy dare not endorse it, good boy. I'm an honest kid."

"Is this steamed stuffed bun good for beauty? Is it filled with bird's nest?"

"Look, dear boy, is it white and tender? My father was thirsty yesterday. Bird, pinched two ounces of water on Guaizi's face, and Guaizi put a few xiduo on it. That's why his skin is so good and his buttocks are so tender. "

He is naturally fairer than others, these words seem to be nonsense. Looks similar.

Others watched him eat the steamed buns, taking a bite from left to right. After finishing the bean paste buns, he took out a piece of crab roe from the bag, and then started to brag about how delicious the crab roe inside was and how great it tasted. tasty.

Everyone was greedy when they saw him eating.

Some people came here early in the morning. They didn't want to buy Baozi, but just wanted to watch him eat.

The people nearby thought that the boy was very talkative and cute, so they laughed and teased him.

Brother Zhao watched him chewing on the buns and started talking nonsense. He ran out of words. He also said that buns can help with pregnancy and health, and that an old man in his seventies can immediately go up the mountain to hunt tigers after eating them. Sister-in-law Zhao bumped into him and laughed. It didn't work: "Did you hear that? Your grown-up son said that buns can help with miscarriage. Let's buy a few later?"

Brother Zhao's face was a little red, but he also noticed: "Why are his front teeth missing?"

The sweet boy didn't have any teeth before he left home, so he shouldn't lose his teeth so quickly.

Sister-in-law Zhao also discovered that the good boy was missing one of his front teeth.

The guard whispered: "After falling from the tree, the sweet young master's teeth fell out."

Zhao Song found out that Fang Zichen was not there. After making inquiries, he found out that he had taken the child to Qingxia Town, and immediately sent a guard there.

The three guards rode their horses to Qingxia Town overnight. After searching around, they found no trace. They asked the officers and soldiers at the city gate, and they said they had never seen such a person.

Fang Zichen is 1.8/9 meters tall and has a handsome appearance. If such a person came to the city, the officers and soldiers would be deeply impressed.

Several guards went back to look for him, and finally saw someone at Xiamapo.

The two father and son were playing around, and they didn't even have to go far. The horse-drawn slope was sixty miles outside the capital. They could reach it in a day and a night by crawling over it. Fortunately, they rode horses without eating or drinking, and ended up reaching the end of the capital. None came out.

When the guard found them, Fang Zichen bared his teeth and claws, twisted his neck and stuck out his tongue to pretend to be a zombie. The good boy was sweating after being chased by him. He was so excited that he almost peed his pants. After he couldn't run anymore, he climbed to a tree by the roadside. On the big tree, lying on the trunk with all four limbs, Fang Zichen scratched the bark with his fingers, making a weird cry in his throat, and then used the Thousand-Year Kill move to poke him in the butt. The good boy got nervous and jumped out before he could catch it. It fell under the tree.

The front teeth popped out on the spot, and a mouthful of blood flowed.

The guard also said that they had diarrhea after eating strawberries and squatted in the grass for most of the day. The husband seemed fine, but the good boy came out of the grass for the last time on crutches. The guard saw them picking strawberries and eating for half the afternoon. He originally wanted to go over and remind him, but he was afraid that Fang Zichen would be disgusted and thought he was spying, so he didn't go out. He stayed far away and watched the father and son eating from day to night. That was really scary.

Chapter 321

After hearing this, Sister-in-law Zhao's face was indescribable. She looked at Brother Zhao. Maybe Brother Zhao was so anxious not only because he was afraid that Fang Zichen would attract bees and butterflies, but also because he was probably afraid that his son would die.

This man is really not good at raising a baby.

The good boy finished four buns and pulled the bench away.

When he arrived at his boss's bun shop, Xishi smiled and gave him a bag of buns.

"Good boy, I sold four hundred buns today. This is the agreed commission. Keep it." She gave the good boy a string of copper coins, which amounted to about eighty yuan.

The good boy blushed: "Thank you, sister."

Baozi Xishi pinched his face and couldn't help but kissed him on the forehead.

The boy was drunk and walked as if he were on clouds. On the one hand, he felt that it was not good for Baozi Xishi to do this. After all, there are differences between men and women, but on the other hand, he felt that she should not be blamed. He was too charming and Baozi Xishi could not control it. It was understandable. He should be considerate. His father said that birds , we must learn to be considerate of others, think about what others think, and worry about what others worry about.

"Good boy." Brother Zhao called him on the street.

The good boy jumped up happily and rushed towards Brother Zhao as if his steps were greased.

"Daddy, are you awake?"

"Yeah!" Brother Zhao squatted down and asked, "Do you miss daddy?" The boy

responded loudly: "Yes!"

Brother Zhao smiled: "Really? But I heard People say that you and your father are eating and drinking everywhere, and you are too busy to think about it."

Guaizi's eyes were a little wandering: "It's okay, Guaizi misses daddy."

He would think about it when he was free at night, and he was busy making money during the day. He was running around like Fang Zichen on the street, thinking less.

It's time for teeth to grow at the age of six. Brother Zhao asked him to open his mouth and shook the only small front tooth he had left, which was like a grain of rice. There was no sign of shaking at all.

The tooth that fell out was really knocked out alive.

"Does it hurt?"

Guaizi knew what he was asking. He shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt. How can a man say it hurts? Guaizi is a macho man. A macho man is strong and has an iron wall. He is not afraid of pain."

Zhao When my brother heard this, he knew that it was Fang Zichen who belonged to him.

The good boy was silent for a while and took the initiative to hold his hand: "Dad?"

"Huh?"

"You and your father were arguing about Simo?" The good boy came over after dinner that day. Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao had already finished their quarrel.

Brother Zhao's face suddenly turned pale. He knelt down and looked at the good boy, caressed his face, and said softly: "It's probably because dad did something wrong."

In fact, when investigated, he didn't have any fault . It was his fault, but Fang Zichen was unhappy. If he said such words, he felt that he was at fault.

"It's wrong to argue." Guaizi twisted his little eyebrows and said, "Since dad did something wrong, then daddy has to apologize. Guaizi did something wrong. If he apologizes, his father won't be angry. Dad said, "Make a mistake." It's not terrible, but you have to be brave enough to admit your mistakes, and your father should apologize, and then don't quarrel anymore. A child with a father is like a treasure, but a child without a father is like a grass. "

He felt that he had just eaten three big buns and had grown up. He said earnestly: "The husband and wife are quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. How can you, Ximo, continue to quarrel for so long? You are all big benevolent birds!"

Brother Zhao: "Okay, daddy, go and apologize."

When Fang Zichen woke up, the boy had come back from work and was lying next to him reading quietly. Opening his eyes, he threw the book away and rushed towards him: "Father, you are such a lazy pig."

Fang Zichen hugged him and kissed him before taking him downstairs to eat.

As usual, I ordered shrimps, but my wallet has been a little tight lately, so Fang Zichen ordered half a plate and a few crabs.

Just halfway through eating, Brother Zhao came over: "Husband..."

Fang Zichen didn't respond, nor did he give him a look.

Brother Zhao pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing. He sat down next to him and reached for a crab.

Fang Zichen's eyelids jumped and he immediately grabbed it. Brother Zhao was unprepared and was scratched. This action caused Brother Zhao to sting like a sharp knife for no reason. He put his hand under the table and called Fang Zichen again. A sound.

Brother Zhao is really feeling uncomfortable right now. He couldn't wait to explain to him and wanted Fang Zichen to stop treating him like this. His indifference made him uncomfortable, but there were so many people around him... Because of Fang Zichen, most people looked here from time to time. .

The good boy looked at this and that. He didn't know what to say. His food was no longer tasty.

Fang Zichen saw Brother Zhao hanging his head and fidgeting with his clothes, looking helpless, pitiful and lost. Without any thought, he said dryly: "You are pregnant. It is not good to eat crabs."

After that, he said After reacting, Fang Zichen's heart suddenly shrank. Annoyed that he was handsome and soft-hearted, he lowered his eyebrows and stopped talking.

Brother Zhao suddenly raised his head, and the disappointment in his eyes faded away almost instantly like a wave. His mouth moved, and just as he was about to say something, Fang Zichen looked at him with calm eyes and spoke again.

Still the dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory: "These crabs are very expensive. Don't try to take advantage of me. Go sit next to me and don't hinder my eyes."

Brother Zhao: "..."

That stock Before the joy could rise, he was doused by a basin of cold water.

He stopped talking and kept his posture very low. He curled his fingers and his fingernails turned green and white due to the exertion. He took a shrimp with a shy face, peeled it off, dipped it in the sauce and put it in Fang Zichen's bowl. .

Fang Zichen had a gloomy look on his face, picked it up and threw it on the table.

The good boy quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth: "Father, it's wrong to waste food."

Fang Zichen slapped him angrily.

The good boy looked at Brother Zhao silently and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Brother Zhao's overtures were not accepted, so he ignored it. He pulled a chair close to Fang Zichen and explained to him: "Husband, Li Zhicheng and I..." "..."

As soon as these three words were spoken, he clearly felt the cold anger coming from Fang Zichen.

"Don't call me husband, and don't mention that shit to me." Fang Zichen put down his chopsticks. He wanted to turn around and leave, leaving Brother Zhao with a handsome and decisive back, but... the table The food was not finished yet.

It's time to waste it if you can't finish it. Those three big crabs on the plate cost several taels!

Recently, he just wanted to soothe his soul, so he was so extravagant. How would he dare to spend it like this on ordinary days?

Brother Zhao earnestly begged him and said he wanted to talk to him. Fang Zichen didn't say anything. After eating, he hugged the boy and wanted to leave.

"Fang Zichen."

Brother Zhao suddenly called his name.

He rarely calls Fang Zichen by his first name. Even when they first got together, he always called him 'husband', as if he knew who he was.

Probably because he understood that his actions of putting himself down could not make Fang Zichen calm down, and he was unwilling to listen to his own explanation. As soon as he opened his mouth, Fang Zichen looked very irritable, so Brother Zhao changed his strategy.

Fang Zichen paused and walked toward the door. Brother Zhao quickly stopped him. When Fang Zichen saw the arm-thick wooden stick that came from nowhere in his hand, his skin tightened reflexively, and then he turned directly to Jumping upstairs.

He closed the door and pressed his back tightly against it. His heart beat faster. He looked around and felt that closing the door was not safe enough. He pushed the only table in the room behind the door.

After doing this, he came back to his senses and felt something was wrong again.

What is he running for?

In the past, Brother Zhao was his husband, so he just gave in and was not willing to touch a hair of his heart. Otherwise, Brother Zhao would look like a crispy chicken, and ten of them wouldn't be enough for him to fight.

Now that they are both separated, why would Brother Zhao still beat him?

If you hit him back and hit him with a fist, can Brother Zhao still be lawless?

But...when a person is pregnant, no matter what happens, she cannot be beaten, and she still wants to be a human being.

The wooden door was not soundproof, and someone came up.

He turned left and stopped outside the door.

Fang Zichen's heart skipped a beat and his scalp went numb.

The good boy came over with a solemn expression and said softly: "Father, what should Simo do? There must be Daddy outside, because Daddy has such a big stick in his hand."

Fang Zichen: "...I'm not blind."

The good boy rolled his eyes: "Father, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Don't quarrel with dad too much, okay."

"This is not a quarrel, it was your dad who gave it to me~" Fang Zichen paused for a moment and did not continue.

It is always not good to say this in front of the child, but the boy looked up at him and said, "Daddy is not that kind. Dad loves his father and loves his boy. He is cool and can sing." , I'm a fan of love songs. Uncle Li is not worthy of carrying your shoes. Will Daddy Simo like him? Daddy is not blind. Daddy has done something wrong. Daddy will apologize. Father will give Daddy a favor. An opportunity, okay?"

This statement sounds quite reasonable.

But now he is a mature man who has been beaten by society. He knows that being handsome is of no use. If his wallet is not strong, even if he works hard to be handsome, who else can like him except rich women?

Brother Zhao did such a thing, apologizing is of no use, but give him a chance? His heart is not as big as Pan's.

He had no intention of saying this anymore, but there was a knock on the door outside. Fang Zichen and Guai Zai looked at each other, and they shut their mouths with experience and squatted in the corner.

"Husband, open the door." It was Brother Zhao's voice.

Fang Zichen stretched his neck and yelled angrily: "Don't open it."

"Husband~"

Fang Zichen was defeated by his husband's shouts and broke out in an instant: "Don't call me, who the hell is your husband? Let's work together "Leave, do you know what I mean? Get out of here, or I'll go back to Beijing and dig your ancestral graves."

There was a gasp from outside the door, and then there was silence.

Fang Zichen heard Brother Zhao's gradually heavier breathing, and his mind couldn't help but be drawn to the man outside. He couldn't help but think about Brother Zhao's expression at the moment. Was he sad? Did you cry? Are your words going too far?

Brother Zhao had a lump in his throat and his voice trembled: "Husband, I beg you, open the door, I want to talk to you."

The good boy pulled Fang Zichen: "Father..."

Fang Zichen pretended not to hear.

For the next two days, Fang Zichen had been avoiding Brother Zhao, but Brother Zhao seemed to have opened his eyes. He had just checked out of the room and stayed in another inn, and Brother Zhao followed him.

Fang Zichen really couldn't understand that Brother Zhao would chase him. In his opinion, it was for the sake of the child. He had worked so hard to give birth to the good boy. If he really took the child away, Fang Zichen could not say anything. He felt that he had kidnapped his son. His behavior was not without guilt, but these days, he had so many opportunities to take the child away, but he did not move. He used it all to block himself.

Fang Zichen wanted to leave Qingxia Town, but Guaizi said that he had made an agreement with Baozi Xishi to work for him for ten days, but it had not yet expired. He was a man and could not break his promise.

It's very good for children to have such self-consciousness. A man has to spit and nail. He can't let his children do such things because of his own reasons. Fang Zichen has no choice but to stay.

He evaded again and again and was indifferent to Brother Zhao's overtures. Such actions seemed to have finally angered Brother Zhao, and he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer.

That day, Fang Zichen was still squatting in the hut when the door was kicked open.

Fang Zichen trembled and almost peed on his shoes.

"Fuck, who is it?"

Brother Zhao stood at the door of the hut, followed by two guards, still holding the familiar stick in his hand.

"Husband, come back with me."

Fang Zichen felt a little ridiculous. After doing that, he didn't know what Brother Zhao's mentality was when he said this. He glanced at the big wooden stick very quickly: "Go back ?"

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"Come back with me," Brother Zhao said.

Fang Zichen choked his neck: "I won't go back."

Brother Zhao took two steps closer. He was too soft, so he could only force him: "Either come back with me, or I will drown you in this pit."

Fang Zichen smiled. : "Do you think you can be arrogant by bringing two people with you?"

Brother Zhao said, "I know you are powerful."

Fang Zichen looked at him with a cold face: "Then get out of the way."

Brother Zhao was still blocked . Men: "Follow me home, or I'll beat you."

Fang Zichen really wanted to punch you.

But he is a uniquely good man!

This guy knows this about him and has a handle on him.

Brother Zhao's eyes widened, he raised his stick and threatened: "Are you going back?"

Fang Zichen vowed to die: "...I'll go back with you."

Brother Zhao looked at him carefully and saw that he didn't look like he was talking. Fake, he finally smiled. He put down his stick and was about to pull Fang Zichen away. Fang Zichen took advantage of him and jumped out of the gap next to him very quickly.

Brother Zhao immediately shouted to the guards behind him: "Stop him."

The two guards blocked Fang Zichen. As soon as Fang Zichen kicked one of the guards away, Brother Zhao had already chased him out. He pulled Fang Zichen, and Fang Zichen almost subconsciously I wanted to throw him away, but I thought that something was going to happen to Brother Zhao with his gentle push last time, so I didn't dare to move.

"What do you want to do?" He turned around and looked at Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao looked at him with red eyes: "I want you."

Fang Zichen was startled for a moment, then frowned, his throat was dry and itchy.

All the emotions he had been holding back were pulled away by these words. His head hurt like it was about to split, and his vision was stained with a layer of bloodshot red.

He roared: "I want you to fuck me."

He looked so cold and terrifying that the two guards remained silent and did not dare to speak.

Brother Zhao seemed to be frightened as well. He was stuck in the same place as if he was forced to stand still. When Fang Zichen was about to leave, he grabbed him again.

"Husband, I didn't betray you, I didn't cuckold you." Brother Zhao held his sleeve tightly. He didn't know where the misunderstanding started. He didn't know where to start. He could only think of something. What he said was incoherent:

"I have nothing to do with Li Zhicheng. Before I left Beijing, you asked me what I did that day. I went to Taoyuan with my second sister-in-law. I originally wanted to pick some peach blossoms to make sachets for you, but then I met Li Zhicheng. "My mother did it. She wanted me to be with Li Zhicheng. I didn't tell the truth when you asked me that day because I was afraid you would be unhappy. I apologize for this. I shouldn't have hidden it from you."

He didn't know how small the lie was . , may become a needle that pricks someone, and I don't know, it can also slowly ferment, and finally become a sharp blade that can gouge people out.

"When I went to Heyang, I didn't know that he would follow me. I didn't let him touch me. I didn't betray you. I didn't take any anti-pregnancy medicine. I really didn't. Husband, you believe me."

Fang Zichen He was slightly startled, his temples ached slightly, and it took almost a long time to recover: "You didn't take any anti-pregnancy medicine?"

Brother Zhao immediately affirmed: "I didn't."

"But..."

"That's Mommy. " Really

?" Fang Zichen didn't believe it: "Then what did you drink? If it wasn't medicine, why did you hide it from me?"

Brother Zhao took a slow breath and thought about it: "Because I want one. My child, but I am not in good health, and the doctor said I need to take good care of myself. When I was in Yuanzhou, I said that I would stay with you. If you get well, I will take good care of myself, and then we will have a child. But you refused."

"So you kept it from me?" Fang Zichen took a deep breath: "You know, children are not important to me at all."

"I know," Brother Zhao said. Coming more and more lightly: "But husband, I am different from you."

Fang Zichen cares more about Brother Zhao. He does not think that children are a 'necessity'. Having children is just the icing on the cake. Nothing is better than Brother Zhao. Getting up is not as important as him.

But Brother Zhao is different.

"Husband, you are from overseas, but I was born here. I am different from you."

He was born in Daxia and grew up in Daxia. He married and followed his husband, raised his children, gave birth to children, and grew branches for his husband's family. The idea of ​​having loose leaves and having more children brings happiness is almost ingrained. It seems to be engraved in the bones and dissolved in the blood, and cannot be changed easily.

He knew that he should not be obedient and should listen to Fang Zichen's words, but when he visited Shi Nianqi, those thoughts that were not very strong collapsed.

Shi Nianqi was already more than nine months old at the time, and her body was so heavy that it was almost inconvenient for her to walk.

Her feet were swollen, she had gastrointestinal discomfort, shortness of breath and loss of appetite, and she felt pain when walking or lying down, even sitting or standing.

Brother Zhao asked her if it was hard?

Shi Nianqi laughed and said that he was already a father, so why did he ask such silly questions.

She didn't know that Brother Zhao was born prematurely and didn't have a good meal when he was pregnant with his little boy. The baby was not very big at all and was born like a kitten. Shi Nianqi had never experienced anything like this.

Shi Nianqi already gave birth to two children. Seeing that she was feeling uncomfortable and getting older, Brother Zhao couldn't help but persuade her.

But Shi Nianqi said: "It would be better to have more children, and I don't feel bitter. Having children is our destiny. While you are still young, give birth to a little brother for your good boy, don't let him have a baby in the future." Being alone. "

Young couples want to live together as two people, but when they get older, they also want to have children.

When there is none, just thinking about one is enough, but once you give birth, your desire is satisfied, and people will become more 'greedy'.

Would it be too lonely to have only one child?

Parents have to leave early after all. If they are gone in the future, the children will be left alone in the world. If they are bored and uncomfortable, will they not even have anyone to talk to?

He may get married, or he may take a wife, but the affection they can give is ultimately different from that of siblings.

If you have more children, your home will be lively, but it's not like you can't afford them.

Brother Zhao thought she was right. He knew his own body well and it didn't matter if he took some medicine. When he came back, he asked Guaizi if he wanted a younger brother. Guaizi said yes! He didn't dare to ask Fang Zichen, fearing that he would disagree.

He secretly went to the hospital.

The old doctor said that it was not easy for my brother to conceive a child, and it was even more difficult for him because his body was empty and his uterus was weak and cold.

Brother Zhao asked: "Then I can't have any more children?"

"That's not what I meant. You can get pregnant, but it's just more difficult than other brothers."

Brother Zhao came back and took the medicine. Fang Zichen didn't let Fang Zichen see it when he drank it, but Fang Zichen was really sensitive to the taste, so Brother Zhao had to make excuses to hide it.

The doctor said that you should take one dose of this medicine every day in the early stage, and then if you feel better, you can consider reducing the dosage.

Brother Zhao was afraid that Fang Zichen would find out, so he returned to the Zhao Mansion and said he wanted to accompany Shi Nianqi. Fang Zichen had no doubts.

He laid out all his secrets, and Fang Zichen said nothing.

If that's all, Brother Zhao has nothing wrong.

They come from different places and have different thoughts. Brother Zhao is a person of this era. It cannot be said that his thoughts are wrong. Brother Zhao can have his own thoughts. He has no reason and no need to center on his own thoughts unconditionally. .

When two ideas collide, conflict is inevitable.

But that's not what he cared about.

Brother Zhao anxiously assured again: "Husband, I really didn't betray you. I lied to you before and I shouldn't have done it. Please forgive me and come home with me."

Fang Zichen lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Brother Zhao's nose was sore and his throat was completely choked: "I was wrong to lie to you. I apologized and begged you, but it's useless? What do you want me to do before you are willing to forgive me? We have been together for three years, three whole years Nian, how did I treat you? I am loyal to you and treat you well, but why don't you believe me? What did I do not do well enough to make you ask for it again and again? Abandon me?"

Fang Zichen was confused by this.

After a short silence, he said hoarsely: "But I was dreaming."

Brother Zhao paused.

"You may find it funny, but when I went to Yuanzhou for the first time, I had a dream. I dreamed that Er Bang was in an accident and his legs were broken. Later... he was indeed in an accident. Yes, I dreamed that you were on the mountain, that person~"

Fang Zichen took a deep breath and continued slowly: "I can't remember his face clearly in the dream, but his eyes are exactly the same as Li Zhicheng's. You and Li Zhicheng are childhood sweethearts. I saw you didn't resist, why? Was it because that person looked like Li Zhicheng, so you obeyed? I couldn't help but think about it, but I didn't think I was any worse than Li Zhicheng until Zheng Xiaoyan said those words. At that time, you didn't have any rebuttal to say. You don't know how I felt at that time. I just felt like a fool. Brother Zhao, I don't mind your past. What I care about is that your past has not passed. I mind. It was you who brought me..."

"But that person is you!" Brother Zhao's face became even paler. He looked up at Fang Zichen and repeated again seriously: "But that person is you. From beginning to end, there is no one else."

What he said was obviously very soft, not hysterical, not screaming, but it made Fang Zichen's ears ring.

He could hardly believe it.

It is now approaching May and the weather is warm, but Fang Zichen feels that his hands and feet are cold, as if he is standing in the cold winter ice and snow. His whole body feels numb for a moment, and his blood seems to have stopped suddenly: "You, what are you talking about?"

Brother Zhao Er looked at him, his eyes were red, and his throat was deep and hoarse: "I'm not talking nonsense."

He will always remember that day, even if it has been seven years now.

Time can take away many memories that do not need to be remembered, but it can also allow some unforgettable memories to settle and not fade away with time.

...

Brother Zhao was sixteen years old at that time. He was a somewhat depressed and boring brother. He was thin and dark, and he was inconspicuous in the village, and the same was true in the Ma family.

When he was first abducted to the Ma's house, he always wanted to escape. The Ma's kept a close eye on him. He escaped several times, but was caught every time. It was probably because of his countless escapes that he angered Ma Dazhuang. After he was captured for the last time, Ma Dazhuang beat him severely and starved him for several days. Brother Zhao died half of his life. After he recovered, he continued to work as usual, but he always had something to do. Kong looked at the entrance of the village with helpless eyes. Ma Dazhuang warned him that his deed of betrayal was in their hands, and even if he escaped, it would be useless.

Brother Zhao was scared of being beaten, and Ma Dazhuang's words also wiped out his last thoughts. He also knew that he was penniless and could not go anywhere after all, so he became completely honest.

After observing him for a while, the Ma family gradually relaxed their surveillance on him.

Even later, the Ma family didn't mind if they couldn't see anyone at night.

Brother Zhao has to work in the fields during the day, and when he comes back at night, if Ma's family has no leftover food, he goes to the mountains in the dark to look for wild vegetables. When he is at Ma's family, in addition to doing work in the fields, he also has to do things at home. , every time he cooks, the three wives of the Ma family will always take turns standing at the door to supervise him, for fear that he will eat secretly. After cooking, they will lock the kitchen.

When Ma Xiaowen got lost while cutting pig vegetables, he accidentally discovered a cave on the mountain. He put a pot with a missing side in it and told Brother Zhao to go there to cook the wild vegetables after digging them.

The night of the accident, the sky was a little heavy, there were a few clouds in the night sky, and the moonlight was bright and bright. He had just come back from outside with a handful of wild vegetables in his hands, when he saw a man standing next to the old tree at the entrance of the cave. The man was dressed in strange clothes. His clothes were made of very good material, and his hair was short, which was incompatible with the villagers. He stood under the dim moonlight, his complexion was almost white, and his appearance was so outstanding that Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment. Stunned.

The man put his hands on the tree trunk and breathed heavily. Then, for some reason, his face suddenly turned abnormally red.

Brother Zhao stepped on the fallen branch and made a slight click. The man raised his eyes and looked over. His eyes were full of sinisterness, but they were like a wolf lurking in the bushes. He seemed to find him strange. Then he opened his eyes slightly.

Brother Zhao saw him tilting his head and thinking for a while, then shook his head suddenly, waved his hand, and said to him in a hoarse and low voice: "Go quickly, go quickly."

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Fang Zichen waved him away and backed away, as if avoiding the plague, but also as if Brother Zhao was some dirty thing and didn't want him to get close.

Fang Zichen was not the first person to wave his hands and tell him to go away like a snake or a scorpion.

Most of the clothes Brother Zhao wears were 'culled' from the Ma family. Coarse fabrics will inevitably turn white after being washed too much. After working all year round, the clothes are always stained with various colors by grass juice. The prints on the dark clothes cannot be washed away, and they look dirty. Moreover, the summer sun is so fierce that even if you sit still, you can still sweat half a pound. When he works in the morning, he sweats even more. His body smell is not good. He has no time to wash it. When the time comes, He has to go home in a hurry to cook. After the Ma family has served the table, he has to feed the pigs, clean the pig pen, and then go to the river to wash clothes. Some little girls and boys always do this when they see that he is sloppily dressed and smells bad. , waving his hands to tell him to go away.

He is used to it. If it were different, he would stay away from others silently, and he would not feel any discomfort or anger.

But now, facing Fang Zichen, a man who looked very beautiful just standing, he felt embarrassed for no reason. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at him. The wild vegetables stood helplessly. He wanted to leave immediately without being an eyesore, but...

he had been working for a day and had not eaten anything except a few sips of water by the ditch. He was exhausted. He was very hungry again and wanted to cook wild vegetables.

The wild vegetables dug tonight were not suitable for eating raw. He hesitated for a while, then decided to go into the hole and take out the pot.

The cave was right behind Fang Zichen. When Brother Zhao passed by him, Fang Zichen seemed to have seen an evil ghost. He hurriedly took two steps back and leaned against the tree behind him. His posture was alert, but his eyes were filled with blood. Staring at him intensely.

He took the pot out and was about to walk down the mountain, but Fang Zichen suddenly rushed up and pressed him to the ground.

The pot crashed to the ground and broke into two pieces. The wild vegetables that had been dug so hard to satisfy the hunger also fell to the ground.

He was frightened, flustered, and resisted fiercely. He had no idea and just pushed, grabbed, and slapped randomly.

In the chaos, he pulled Fang Zichen's hair. He heard the person hiss, and then his hands and wrists were firmly grasped by the other person.

Brother Zhao thought that the other party was going to beat him, but Fang Zichen did not hit him, and he was not angry even though he was hurt. His eyes were scarlet, and his breath was hot. His eyes fell on Brother Zhao's face, as if he was talking through the hazy eyes. The moonlight looked at him, as if he was confirming something. He lightly touched the bruise on Brother Zhao's neck and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He asked, "Does it hurt?"

Brother Zhao's struggling and yelling suddenly stopped in an instant.

No one ever asked him if it hurt.

These three words are like thunder in the deep sea, and the calm sea surface is exploded.

He didn't know how others felt when they heard these three words, but he felt sour in his heart.

No one ever asked him if it hurt.

When the people in the village saw him being beaten all over by the Ma family, they would only look at him with pity, and then ask him, why was he beaten again? What a sin, poor child, please be more obedient next time...

They said a lot, but they seemed to only be able to say this. Some people even secretly scolded the Ma family for their wickedness, but no one ever asked him if it hurt. ?

Even Liu Xiaowen and Brother Zhou, when they saw him being beaten, most of the time they said, 'Did the Ma family beat you again? Those beasts are really evil-hearted, don't cry.

No one has ever asked him if it hurts with a pity look.

These three words brought a sweet spring rain to Brother Zhao's long-dried and cracked heart.

He is like a person trapped in an abyss. He has no relatives to rely on. When he is happy, he has someone to talk to, but when he is sad, he can bear it alone. He cannot see the light of day, and everything he sees is barren. In the desolate night, he longed for light, longed to be loved and cherished, but he could only cry in the abyss.

"I feel so uncomfortable." Fang Zichen buried himself next to Brother Zhao's neck, rubbing his soft hair against him like a coquettish cat.

Brother Zhao couldn't see his expression, but could only smell his clean but sharp breath. Although it was mixed with alcohol, it smelled very good.

"Is it okay?" Fang Zichen raised his head, his vision was no longer clear, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Is it okay? Well? If you don't want to, forget it."

He made no further moves, no force, he was soliciting Brother Zhao My son agrees.

Brother Zhao tensed his nerves and looked at him steadily, as if he regarded him as hope, and suddenly asked him urgently: "Then can you take me away? I, I want to leave here."

Fang Zichen did not hesitate, and was also very worried. He said eagerly: "Okay."

Brother Zhao was in a stiff state, and big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.

"Are you crying?"

Fang Zichen tilted his head as if wondering. Seeing that his body was shaking, he stood up, fumbled with one hand in his suit pocket to take out the blue striped square scarf, and wiped his tears carefully:

"I'm sorry, please stop crying, okay, I'm sorry..."

Brother Zhao was trembling all over, with a layer of cold sweat all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he looked at him with red eyes. , it was uncomfortable to feel his back hitting the rough ground, and his whole body felt like it had been crushed. He had no time to care about it. He just confirmed again uneasily and urgently, and asked: "Will you really take me away?"

Fang Zichen nodded. He raised his head and said, "Yeah."

Brother Zhao thought he was different. He grew up in a 'closed' mountain village. Every day he opened his eyes, he worked and had no contact with anyone. He was too simple and Too eager and impatient, no one has ever told him or taught him, but he knows that he shouldn't do this, but he knows that Ma Wen likes him, and Ma Dazhuang and his wife love him. I don't know if it is out of revenge, or if he is really attracted by Fang Zichen Confused, he had no doubts about what Fang Zichen said. He didn't even know the other person's name or where he came from, so he believed it and entrusted himself to it.

The clouds have dispersed, and the pure white moonlight shines down from the gaps between the trees. Fang Zichen's soft hair glows with soft light. The look of being controlled by love is deeply imprinted in Brother Zhao's eyes. After Fang Zichen vented his anger, his mind began to clear up. He He suddenly raised his eyes and ran into Brother Zhao's eyes without any warning. In Brother Zhao's glistening eyes, he saw clearly his own bloodshot eyes, biting like wild beasts. He was stunned. , Brother Zhao couldn't stand his gaze, so he tremblingly put his arms around his neck and buried himself in his arms.

When he woke up the next day and didn't see Fang Zichen, he was so sad that he went crazy, dragging his tired and sore body with a wooden stick and looking for him everywhere, but he searched all over the huge mountains. There was no sign of Fang Zichen.

When I asked people in the village, everyone said they had never seen such a person before. Fang Zichen appeared suddenly and disappeared like the wind, leaving no traces to be traced.

In the next few days, Brother Zhao still didn't give up. As soon as he was free, he searched for him all over the village and the mountains.

It wasn't until more than half a month passed that he gave up completely.

That person probably left this place. He left on his own, but left him behind.

He failed to deliver on his promises.

He was alone, gone, as if he had never been there.

Brother Zhao returned to the cave and stood quietly all night.

That person lied to him.

When he realized this, he felt an indescribable peace in his heart. He was undoubtedly resentful of Fang Zichen, but he also had unspeakable expectations and uncontrollable hopes that he would appear again.

He didn't know what those contradictory emotions were called, and he didn't know what love at first sight meant.

He felt that he might have been bewitched. That person was so good-looking and gentle that no one could dislike him.

He thought that light would bring him out of the darkness, illuminate him, and give him the warmth he longed for, but the abyss where the light shined was darker than before.

...

"I'm not lying to you." Brother Zhao took out a square scarf from his clothes and handed it to Fang Zichen. He had previously hidden the square scarf in his small box and locked it. They moved to Yuanzhou. Fang Zichen had seen it when he was a child. At that time, he thought it contained the small gifts given to him. Although he was curious, he didn't look at it if Brother Zhao didn't show it to him.

"Obviously you are sorry for me and you lied to me. You have already abandoned me once. Husband, you can't... abandon me a second time."

Fang Zichen is undoubtedly familiar with the things he has used. Yes, his eyes were about to burst, his whole body was frozen in place, and his face turned white little by little.

He didn't speak. At first, Brother Zhao thought he didn't believe it. He was about to say something more when he realized that Fang Zichen was trembling all over.

Fang Zichen used to define this as a dream, and he really thought it was a dream.

This dream was vague. After he woke up, he tried his best to recall it, but it was as hazy as a veil, making him unable to recall it no matter how much he thought about it.

After discovering that something was wrong with his body that night, he asked his bodyguard to take him back. He stayed in the room and waited for the doctor to come...

When he woke up, he found that something was wrong with his body. The doctor thought that he had committed suicide before he came. , he said that he had been drugged and was definitely weak afterwards, so he was fine.

Fang Zichen didn't care anymore. The security of the Fang family's mansion was good. If others couldn't get in, he wouldn't run out at this juncture. The suburbs were far away from the mansion. He couldn't run to the mountains in a short time. He also I don't think anything can happen to me.

He regarded those charms as a dream.

It is perfectly normal for adolescent boys to have such dreams if they are drugged.

'Does it hurt?', 'Then can you take me away? ', 'You can't lie to me', 'Will you really take me away? '.

He could still clearly remember the few words in his dream even after many years.

Isn't it a dream?

Brother Zhao's words and the square scarf seemed to have touched a certain switch, and those hidden absurd dreams that he could not remember were all illuminated at once.

Fang Zichen seemed to have had all his strength drained away. His rapid breathing rate made his brain go blank as if he was starving for oxygen. His vision was shaky, and he could only barely make out the outline of the person in front of him.

He stared at Brother Zhao closely and said word by word: "Why didn't you say...why didn't you say it before?"

Brother Zhao fell silent and his face lost color. He answered after a while.

The voice was low, like a mosquito.

"Because I want you."

Fang Zichen stood still and asked him in a hoarse voice: "What?"

Brother Zhao didn't look at him anymore and lowered his gaze: "That day when the Ma family came to the house to make trouble, when I saw you... · ··I was very happy, but you didn't remember me. Later, you took pity on me and Guaizi and bought us."

Fang Zichen abandoned him once, but when he saw him again, Brother Zhao found that his The happiness and excitement were actually greater than the resentment. He couldn't tell whether it was love or obsession. Brother Zhao wanted to completely keep this gentle and very distant person to him.

But compassion cannot firmly hold a person, nor can it tie a person's heart, only love can.

The person who falls in love at first sight cannot fall in love only once. The person you like will fall in love with you countless times, over and over again, regardless of the passage of time.

He likes Fang Zichen not only because he is good-looking, but because he gives him a feeling that no one else can give him.

Later, I got Guaizi and got along with the Liu family more. Occasionally, Aunt Liu would see injuries on his body and ask him if it hurt.

The same three words, only the second person asked him like this.

But he never felt that way again.

He couldn't tell what was different, but he felt it was different.

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He wants Fang Zichen to like him. What he wants is unmixed with any feelings of pity, atonement, or guilt. What he wants is Fang Zichen's complete, pure, devoted love without any reservation. .

But later, the good boy was insulted by He Huihui. When he asked what a bastard was at the table, Brother Zhao had a moment of impulse. He wanted to tell everything, but the longer he stayed with Fang Zichen, the more he became confused. Know who he is as a person.

Fang Zichen has a good nature. When he is not provoked, he can get along well with everyone. He is from a noble family, but he has never despised anyone. He is sensible and sensible. If someone throws cold water on him, he will boil it down. He poured it back, but he always maintained a certain degree of control.

When Ma Laosan asked someone to stop him, he fought back. It was clear that death for someone like Ma Laosan was not a pity, but when he heard the good boy saying that Ma Laosan was lying on the bed, his first reaction was fear.

He knows that he can fight back, but he must not kill anyone. This is the principle and the bottom line.

He was well taught and never made a mistake.

Brother Zhao feels guilty about the good boy. He knows that feeling. It is the most tortured thing, especially for people who feel guilty.

If Fang Zichen had feelings for himself and pity for the good boy, even just a little bit, then he would definitely suffer tremendous pain if he knew the truth.

He originally wanted to keep Fang Zichen because he liked him a little bit, but liking was not a fixed value. It could increase or decrease.

The longer he stayed with Fang Zichen, the more he liked him, a little more, a little more, and a little more every day.

If the ultimate love for someone is to die for him, then there is no doubt that Brother Zhao can die for Fang Zichen unconditionally.

He liked him so much, loved him so much, even if Fang Zichen was splashed with oil and his skin was reddened, he would be so distressed that he couldn't sleep all night long. How could he let Fang Zichen be trapped in guilt and self-blame with him?

He knew that feeling. He had been tortured by that feeling of guilt. No one knew it better than him. It was a kind of pain that was accompanied by breathing, making people miserable. How could he be willing to let Fang Zichen go through this?

"I know I feel sorry for my son by hiding this matter. I thought at the time, as long as we leave the village and no one knows his life experience, no one will call him a bastard. He is still young and can forget it in the future. You I'm satisfied with the thought of treating him no differently than my biological son."

Zhao Geer choked and took Fang Zichen's cold, trembling hand again: "And I know that if we met him in the first place, I would have done it. If I tell you, you may not stay, you may abandon me again, right?"

Every word of Brother Zhao's words was like a slap, making him speechless. Fang Zichen withdrew his hand. He seemed to be in so much pain that he couldn't straighten his waist. He bent over and curled up, supporting his head with his hands.

His tears fell again, and he beat his head again and again, pulled by the emotion of regret.

It turns out that when people are extremely uncomfortable, their heart will feel like exploding pain.

"Husband..." Brother Zhao wanted to pull him up, but Fang Zichen covered his face and buried it in his hands. A low and tearful cry flowed out from between his fingers.

Faced with Brother Zhao's question, he couldn't answer with affirmative words like 'Who are you looking down on' or 'No' because he couldn't be sure.

Brother Zhao understands him better than himself.

Eighteen-year-old boys are impulsive, naive, brilliant, and self-centered. They feel that they can go up to heaven and earth and are omnipotent. They pretend to be cool and say cool things, but in fact, they are just Flowers that have not been attacked by wind and rain, they stay in the greenhouse carefree and grow up under care. If something happens to them, they may be more cowardly than anyone else.

At this age, they cannot interpret the word 'responsibility' well, nor can they pick it up well.

The flowers in the greenhouse yearn for the outside world, but when the protective cover is opened and the breeze blows, they can flutter in the wind, and even grow against the wind after adapting.

But if a strong and destructive wind blows suddenly, most of the green branches will be blown off.

If an ordinary person sees a ghost, his first reaction would be to run away, but Fang Zichen considers himself upright and righteous. When he sees a ghost, he still wants to rush up and beat him to death. He feels that he is a good young man who has never committed any crime. , he has never committed even small things, and he is not like those boys who criticize and point fingers at people. He despises such people, but now, he suddenly knows that he is actually inferior to them.

He is a rapist.

He is not pure, he is humble and dirty.

He used to think that he was Zhao Geer's salvation, but in fact, he was a rapist who deserved to be shot. He was not Zhao Geer's salvation. He was the one who brought Zhao Geer, who was already having a very difficult life, into trouble again. Pushed into the abyss.

He made no mistakes.

But once he made a mistake, he was in trouble. It was almost difficult for him to accept it, and he even wanted to collapse.

Generally speaking, after reacting to manslaughter, some people will go on and on, destroying the body and destroying all traces of it.

Some will turn themselves in.

What about some? They may not be able to accept it, cannot bear it, and may flee in panic.

There is no difference between rape and murder. They are both serious crimes that deserve to be skinned, boned and beheaded.

What if Brother Zhao had said it back then? What would he do when he was not very mature at that time, he was untouched by wind and rain, and he was well protected? Will he not be able to accept it, unable to face Brother Zhao and Guaizi, and choose to escape?

After he knew what he had done, could he still look directly at Brother Zhao and Guaizi? Can you still treat them with a normal attitude?

If the good boy calls him father again, will he still be able to call him father? Maybe not. The sound of his father is more like a reminder to himself of what he has done. The sound of his father is more like evidence of his crime.

Brother Zhao was so young at the time, but he coaxed him and had sex with him. Brother Zhao asked him if he could take him away, and he said yes, but in the end, he kept Brother Zhao and let him Alone, Brother Zhao placed his hopes on him, but he left him alone...

When he went to find Xiaofeng, he once felt that the old tree in front of the cave was very familiar, because he had once After being helped, he couldn't dream of the whole person and could only see his eyes clearly. That was because he had seen it in Brother Zhao's clear eyes, and he didn't remember the slightest bit about Brother Zhao, who was rubbing shoulders with him, because... ·····He never dared to 'look' at him from beginning to end.

When he saw Brother Zhao's attire, he was stunned. He thought he was dreaming. He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to pounce on him and bite him, but he probably watched more of the legal channel that year. Or maybe the teachings of his grandparents are too deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even if he thinks this is a dream, he should not do anything that violates morality and the rule of law.

The biggest difference between humans and beasts is that humans can think and restrain their instincts.

He tried his best to restrain the raging impulse in his body and waved Brother Zhao away.

Brother Zhao did not leave, but came towards him... Brother Zhao lowered his head. He had dark skin, tattered and wide clothes, and a thick belt around his waist, which made him look very thin. It was so thin that it

seemed to break with just one grip... When Fang Zichen realized what he was paying attention to, it was as if he had been hit hard. He was actually thinking about a man. His strong, uncontrollable thoughts Do something.

This medicine is quite powerful!

The effect of the medicine is getting stronger and stronger, and his self-control is not as good as he imagined. The medicine is tight on his head. He wants to run, but he can't move. This is a dream... In Zhao Ge'er's life, When he came out of the cave, he rushed towards it.

There doesn't seem to be much difference between humans and beasts. Beasts cannot change into humans, but humans can transform into beasts.

Laws can restrict and regulate people's behavior, but they cannot restrain human nature.

Desire was so loud that Fang Zichen's mind was almost in chaos. The only trace of reason he had left clearly told him that he was sorry for this person, even if this was just a dream. Because he felt sorry, he was 'avoiding' Brother Zhao the whole time. No. Dare to see him.

Just because he doesn't remember it doesn't mean it didn't happen.

How difficult must it be for a man who has lost his virginity to live in this era? What kind of gossip and judgment will he have to endure?

Filthy words are actually more poisonous than sharp swords.

Thinking back to the past that Brother Zhao told him, listening to it before, it felt like his heart was being cut out with a sharp knife. Every breath he took was filled with unbearable heartache.

Thinking about those words now, his whole body was numb with pain, and even his crying was torn apart. He never knew that some emotions could kill people.

Brother Zhao had said those words to him with such hope, but he once again made him fall into the abyss.

How disappointed must he have been then?

Sixteen-year-old Brother Zhao, although he is tall due to years of hard work and malnutrition, is so skinny that his ribs are clearly defined.

He squatted beside the stove with a big belly and bent back to cook. When he needed the most care, he had to go up the mountain to chop wood and go to the fields alone in a hot sun that made people feel crazy just by looking at it. Work still has to be like a top, spinning constantly.

In order to ensure that the child would not be hungry when the child was born, he finished his work during the day. At night when everyone was lying on the bed to rest, he had to go to other people's fields in the dark to look for pumpkins. When he was tired from standing, he knelt on the ground and broke some pumpkins. He rummaged through the corn stalks in the grass, searching and groping carefully inch by inch. When he couldn't find a pumpkin even after searching for a piece of land, he would be dejected, look at the sky, and feel that there was still time, so he wiped his sweat, and then Go to the next land.

People in the village are poor, so they are very careful about what they eat. Brother Zhao knows who has the pumpkins on which land. Sometimes he can't find them even after searching all night, until his kneecaps are skinned, and his hands are cut in spots. to a pumpkin.

Occasionally, he would find one or two pumpkins that had been left out, or had been gnawed by mice, or half of the pumpkins that others had not picked back. He would be as happy as a child who found a toy, and he would be so happy that he couldn't find it.

He is pregnant, and he should rest, but... where is he at this time?

He was born prematurely, lying in a simple and narrow woodshed, biting a stick, his stomach hurt all the time, but the baby still didn't come out. He was so scared and panicked that when he needed company the most, where was he?

He had just given birth and was so inconvenient that he couldn't leave the house. He had been hungry for two days in a row. When he could only hold the baby and cry in the cold winter months, where was he?

He took care of his young children by himself, and in order to earn money for medicine for his children, when he went from house to house looking for work in a humble manner, where was he?

Some things may seem like this now, but at the time, Brother Zhao should have gotten through it minute by minute.

He couldn't imagine, and he didn't dare to imagine. Just touching the tip of the iceberg made him suffocate in pain. He didn't dare to think deeply, it was too terrible, it was too terrible.

He felt guilty towards Brother Zhao.

What about the son?

Before he was three years old, he didn't know what chicken tasted like. He was once pressed down by the village children and used as a horse to ride on, and was pressed down in a water tank by the boss of the horse. He struggled and begged for mercy. The feeling of drowning was so uncomfortable. If he hadn't been It was discovered that he might no longer be there. He was often beaten by Ma Lao Er until he curled up like a dog. The pain made him unable to breathe. He waited for Ma Lao Er to follow him, then he staggered and ran to find Brother Zhao.

He was often called a bastard by the children. He often followed Brother Zhao all over the mountains and was often troubled by the difficulty of finding wild vegetables.

What are wild vegetables?

If he had never eaten it, Fang Zichen would not have such a deep understanding.

When he grew up, he never ate the lettuce on the plate. He ate all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas. As long as he said he wanted to eat anything, his parents would try their best to get it for him. Those wild vegetables would be left to feed the pigs. They were all too shabby, and they had to mix two bowls of cornmeal, but...his son, at the age when he should be most carefree, ran all over the mountains and fields every day to dig wild vegetables to fill his stomach. His hands, It is so small that it is no bigger than an egg when you hold it in a fist, but it is covered with wind and frost early on. He will be happy to dig enough wild vegetables to eat, and sometimes he will be sad because he did not dig enough.

The wild vegetables were obviously so unpalatable that he could not forget them even three years had passed, but they were the only food he and Brother Zhao had.

They lived on those wild vegetables.

Even in Daxia, in a barren place like Xiaohe Village, he and Brother Zhao were still living at the bottom, doing the hardest, most tiring and dirtiest work, but eating the worst food, and then, they became so thin No one looks like him.

He shouldn't have to endure this.

He was clearly his son, but he and Brother Zhao once put their hands on the ground, knelt down humbly to him, kowtowed to him, begged him, and said "please" to him.

He is obviously his son!

He is obviously only three years old, he is still so small, so thin, and short, not even as high as his knees, but he seems to have endured all the suffering in the world.

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The most hypocritical things in this world are probably words like 'I understand you' and 'I can understand how you feel'.

Even if they have the same experience, due to their different temperaments and thoughts, they cannot truly empathize with another person's pain, and they will never know how far the scars imprinted on others have festered.

Fang Zichen couldn't think about what kind of pain Brother Zhao and Guaizi suffered in a place he didn't know about for four years. He only touched a little bit, and it was enough to make him feel uncomfortable and almost despair.

Everything he did was like deceiving Brother Zhao. He regarded everything as a dream, but the fact was that somewhere he didn't know, Brother Zhao and his son were living a life that he could not imagine.

Those guilts were like the night falling suddenly on the world, and Fang Zichen was annihilated in just a moment.

"Husband..." Brother Zhao regretted seeing him like this. He wanted to pull him up, but Fang Zichen suddenly stood up and staggered upstairs, almost falling down in the process. He held on to the guardrail and barely stood firm. Brother Zhao chased after him and saw that he was in a state of despair, his face full of pain.

Sister-in-law Zhao came in from outside and didn't know what was going on, but when she saw Fang Zichen, she couldn't help but be stunned.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that that lawless man who was so arrogant and so arrogant that he even dared to beat his mother-in-law would show such a painful expression.

Fang Zichen didn't dare to look at Brother Zhao, he couldn't stay still for a moment. He returned to the house, closed the door, and hid under the quilt, then remained silent and motionless, like a statue.

It was really hard for him to accept that he actually did something that deserved to be shot. He felt sorry for Brother Zhao and Ersha.

He couldn't tell whether it was guilt or pain, but the unfamiliar sadness and anger made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

His mind was in disarray, and he couldn't help but feel that he was a rapist, but there seemed to be a voice in his head that said that was not the case.

If you think about what he did without guilt or self-blame, without taking all the blame, it's probably like striking up a conversation in a bar, drunkenly forcing him to the wall, and then talking about the conditions and agreeing that "it will happen" Later, I will marry him, but he is such a scumbag that he doesn't recognize anyone when he puts on pants.

"Husband." Brother Zhao knocked on the door outside and called him in a choked voice.

Fang Zichen wanted to cover his head with the quilt.

But Brother Zhao was crying so hard that he heard Sister-in-law Zhao asking him what happened. Brother Zhao just kept saying that it was all his fault.

Why blame him?

He obviously did nothing wrong.

Fang Zichen stared at the door.

He could blame everything on the fact that he was drugged and couldn't control it, but he indulged himself. What he did was what he did, and he couldn't deny it.

You have to find the reasons for any mistakes yourself. You should not blame others. The shoes are dirty because the road you are walking is not clean. It is the road he has set foot on himself. What does it have to do with Brother Zhao?

He was probably right to hide it from himself in the first place. The twenty-one-year-old self is already so mature and stable, but it is still difficult to accept this fact. If the self who had just turned eighteen years old knew about it, he would probably collapse even more. .

Either he is a habitual criminal or he is a black-hearted person. Except for these two types of people, no one can accept their mistakes with peace of mind.

He did something wrong, he shouldn't escape, apologize when he should, surrender when he should, he is a man.

Grandpa once said that there is no time in a person's life when he is not confused or makes mistakes. The important thing is to have the courage to take responsibility after recognizing the facts.

Men have to take responsibility for what they do. Avoiding is the worst behavior.

Brother Zhao cried, he was still pregnant...

Does he want to continue like this?

But he really couldn't face Brother Zhao at this moment, he felt really uncomfortable.

...

Brother Zhao was persuaded by Sister Zhao to go back to the room. He was afraid that Fang Zichen would not be able to think about it and wanted to ask someone to break down the door, but he also knew that at this time, he should not press forward step by step. Fang Zichen needed time, and this matter was not good for others. , may not be so fatal, but Fang Zichen is different. He has been abiding by the law for more than ten years, but now he is being sued without any warning. He has made mistakes before, which resulted in irreparable consequences. He must have found it difficult to accept it for a while. It takes time.

Yes, he needs time.

Brother Zhao wiped away his tears and stared at the handkerchief in trance.

He knew the consequences of bringing this matter out, but he had no other choice.

He would not tell this matter if he could help it. Fang Zichen's painful look, holding his head, lingered in his mind. He...

was blaming himself when there was a knock on the door. Once, and then opened, Fang Zichen, with three wooden sticks tied behind his back, slid all the way from the door to kneel in front of Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao was stunned.

Is this floor so silky smooth?

Fang Zichen felt his knees were burning, and he cried more sincerely. He burst into tears and ranny nose: "Brother Zhao, I'm sorry for you. I used to be a bastard. I'm not a human being! Just hit me." If there is anything here He had surrendered to the police station a long time ago, and then worked hard on the sewing machine inside, reformed it, and tried to get out as soon as possible, and then make good compensation to Brother Zhao.

"Husband?" Brother Zhao didn't react when he saw him like this. He thought that Fang Zichen would need a long time to accept this, but this time... it only took two meals.

Fang Zichen wiped away his tears: "When I saw you dressed strangely, I thought it was a dream, so I just, I just, I turned into a werewolf. Brother Zhao, I'm really sorry for you. I don't know what to say now." What's better? It's too late to say anything after the fact. I did it. I won't shirk it. I admit that you deserved it if you beat me to death. I didn't resist. I took off my pants and beat you. "

He said I'm sorry, Brother Zhao. , even if Brother Zhao beat him to death, it would not be an exaggeration.

Brother Zhao reacted and wanted to help him up: "But husband, you are not. I was willing at that time. I don't blame you."

"Whether I want to or not, I feel sorry for you. I am like a rapist." Fang Zichen persisted. He knelt on the ground, held his hand, and burst into tears: "I really thought I was dreaming at the time. When I woke up, I was at home. Brother Zhao, I..." His throat was so choked that he couldn't say it. He couldn't forgive himself even if he thought it was a dream.

Brother Zhao suddenly hit him, and the skin on Fang Zichen's back tightened instantly.

"Don't talk nonsense. You're not. What is rape?" This word is unfamiliar to Brother Zhao, but it is not difficult to understand: "It only counts if you force me. But you asked me before, I agreed to you...you didn't force me, don't take the blame on yourself, don't think of yourself as that person, you are not, you are sorry for me, there is only one thing, that is, you did not keep your promise "Take me away."

Fang Zichen lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "I was at home when I woke up, so I always thought that this was all a dream, a dream I had under extreme desire." If it is true. Yes, when he first saw Brother Zhao, he was afraid that he was going to crawl away, so how could he dare to pounce on him.

Even if he pounces on him, he will definitely do what he promised.

Brother Zhao was about to say anything when the boy suddenly rushed in from the door: "Father?"

Fang Zichen's body trembled uncontrollably.

When the good boy saw his appearance clearly, his eyes turned red instantly: "Father, are you, Simo, a crying bird?"

Fang Zichen looked at him now, feeling extremely guilty. He hugged the good boy with such force that he seemed to want to hug him into his flesh and blood: "Son, father, I'm sorry for you."

The good boy let him hug him for a while. After struggling to get out of his arms, he opened his bag and took out an already cold bun and stuffed it into Fang Zichen's mouth. He then handed Fang Zichen the eighty-two cents he earned today, his body aching again. He sobbed and said, "Father, don't cry. I'll give you some buns to eat. I'll give you some silver. Don't cry too much."

He felt that Fang Zichen wouldn't cry after eating buns. When he was sad, a bun After eating it, he felt that it would not be a big deal if the sky fell.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen took a bite of the bun and said with a guilt that could swallow anyone else: "Father doesn't want to cry, but father is sorry for you."

The good boy squeezed into his arms and hugged his neck with one hand. Wiping his tears with one hand: "Father has never been sorry to you, dear boy."

Fang Zichen's tears fell again: "Father... left you and daddy behind and made you suffer. I'm sorry."

Good boy wiped away his tears. : "Good boy, Xi Dao!"

Fang Zichen paused: "You know? Do you know that I am your biological father?"

Good boy nodded: "Xi Dao Di!"

"Did your father tell you?" Fang Zichen said to Zhao Brother looked over, and Brother Zhao shook his head at him.

At first, he just told Guaizi that he asked him to call him father, so that person would be his biological father.

That's all he said.

The good boy scratched his head: "Xi Daodi, isn't my father talking about birds? Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and mice give birth to phoenixes. The son of a mouse can dig holes. The father is handsome, and the good boy is also handsome. At first glance, they are of the same origin. Only those who are handsome and benevolent can give birth to the most beautiful babies."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Brother Zhao: "..."

You really are not ashamed.

Brother Zhao was about to say something when Fang Zichen slapped his thigh: "There's nothing wrong with that."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen handed the stick to Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao didn't take it, so Fang Zichen handed it to Brother Zhao. After finishing the last bite of the bun, he said: "Brother Zhao, you can't be soft-hearted just because I'm handsome. I should be beaten, so just come over here!"

"I won't fight." Brother Zhao pulled him hard: "I only want you. You are not allowed to leave me again."

Fang Zichen immediately promised: "If you don't leave, you won't be able to follow up."

Brother Zhao patted him, feeling extremely aggrieved: "But you said the same before, and you didn't. If you do it, you have to break up with me."

"I..." Fang Zichen felt guilty: "My mind ran away from home, but now I have it back, please believe me again."

Brother Zhao: "Really?"

"Really, really." Fang Zichen hugged him: "Don't cry, I thought you were blind at first and couldn't see me as handsome, charming, suave, civilized, and smart. A very healthy and humorous person, I have fallen in love with Li Zhicheng, let me tell you now! People like me are so handsome that ordinary people can't reject him. "

Brother Zhao: "· ·····You are narcissistic."

Fang Zichen couldn't hold too many things in his mind, so he said, "No! I'm not handsome and charming. Why did you come here from the capital?

" I choked up and forgot to be sad.

Fang Zichen

k It had been months since I had been close to Fang Zichen, only three months, but now I felt as if I had been separated from the world: "Is it to compensate?"

"I don't deny it, but the starting point and basic point is that I love you, I love you, so I want to I want to treat you better, so I want to treat you better." Fang Zichen held his face: "Brother Zhao, I really love you."

Brother Zhao's tears fell instantly: "You spoke again. Coax me, if you do this next time, I will really beat you."

Guaizi raised his head, looked at this, then looked at that, and squeezed in between the two of them: "Father, you also said that you should love Guaizi, but Guaizi didn't. , President is not that big~"

Fang Zichen picked him up and rubbed his face: "Father loves you too, will you eat a chicken for every meal from now on?"

The author has something to say:

I wrote the article before . I met Yida when I was young, and she read my comment section, reminded me, and asked me to explain.

The three views in the article do not represent my own three views. When I was writing the chapter last night, Fang Zichen said that he originally thought he was Brother Zhao's salvation, but he didn't expect that he was actually a QJF. He couldn't control himself and took all the responsibilities under the circumstances of extreme self-blame and guilt. He just wanted to take responsibility for it, so he said this. In the previous chapter, I clearly wrote that he had asked Brother Zhao, and Brother Zhao agreed before he did it. But I don't know how Xiao Kenai saw it, so I grabbed the words: "I am actually a qjf", and then said that I wrote the male protagonist as qjf. I don't know why I wrote it like this.

My friend said that this problem is serious, and he is afraid that some young people will say that I wrote a protagonist as a qjf, and a qjf can also become the protagonist, and the author gives him so many excuses. I am afraid that the author has incorrect views or problems, so this If the problem is not explained clearly, it will continue to ferment, and maybe people will criticize me and post my articles everywhere to criticize me. In the past, some authors were forced to withdraw from the industry because they did not pay attention and some words and plots were misleading.

These words scared me, and I really couldn't sleep all night.

I've thought about it a lot, and I've explained it a lot before. If I see anyone who has doubts, I'll explain it. I don't want to talk about it, but it's important and I still want to say it.

Moreover, Brother Zhao is sixteen years old, which is not allowed in reality. He must be an adult. Ancient settings should not be substituted into reality, and he cannot do anything illegal.

Maybe my writing skills are not good enough, and this kind of misleading thing appears in the article.

I have something I wanted to write about chasing my husband, but some people said that I have been grinding on one thing for several chapters, and it is very watery. It can be solved in one sentence, and it really does not advance the plot, so I will cut it. , but I still wanted to see it a little bit, and said I was disappointed.

Feel sorry.

All I want to say is that the three views in the article do not represent the author's three views.

Chapter 326

The good boy rubbed his hands and couldn't help but want to laugh. He was happy to have a chicken for a meal, and he was also happy that Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao had reconciled: "That's great." Guaizai asked, "Did father deliberately abandon Dad and Guaizai?" " No.

"

The boy said to the west, "My father is not a bad guy, so I can't forgive him for doing it on purpose. Since it wasn't intentional, my father certainly didn't want to do this, so I'll forgive you, my good boy. My father loves my good boy, and my father is a benevolent person, so I won't forgive him." You would do that kind of thing and abandon your wife and children, right?"

"Yes." Fang Zichen kissed him with red eyes.

Brother Zhao squeezed his warm hand: "Why did it take you so long to come back today?"

Guaizi said happily: "There is a grandpa who said he likes to watch Guaizi do things and let Guaizi eat with him."

" Then you went?" Brother Zhao immediately frowned: "You are not afraid of people kidnapping you."

Guaizi blinked: "It's possible, Ximo. Guaizi is not an idiot. That old man had sex with his father before. Let's have dinner!"

Fang Zichen remembered: "Is it Old Man Qiu?"

Guaizi nodded: "Yeah!"

Fang Zichen said to Brother Zhao, "Don't worry, I know this old man, and we are not stupid. "It's impossible to be cheated."

He said like a chicken pecking rice, "That's right, daddy, don't underestimate me." He patted his head and said coaxingly, "Daddy, you're inside." It's all about his brains. He's the smartest person in the world. He can't fool a good boy with just one meal."

Fang Zichen had always felt sorry for him, but now he just wanted to praise him: "That's right, my son is the best..." ·"clever.

The good boy raised two fingers and continued: "If you want to deceive the good boy, you need at least two meals."

Fang Zichen choked up now.

His son probably did not inherit his extreme intelligence.

Brother Zhao laughed when he saw that he was choking in one breath and couldn't get up or down.

When Second Sister-in-law Zhao came over again, she found that Fang Zichen was riding around Brother Zhao, extremely attentive.

"Brother Zhao, do you want to drink water?"

"Are you tired? Do you want to lie down for a while?" "Do you

feel sick in your stomach? Your stomach looks a little bloated, as if you've eaten too much."

Sister-in-law Zhao couldn't help but pause.

Seeing Fang Zichen carrying his boy away, she came back to her senses and sat next to Brother Zhao: "Have you reconciled?"

Brother Zhao nodded, with an unstoppable smile on his face: "Yes!"

Sister-in-law Zhao suddenly didn't know what to say. At noon, Fang Zichen looked shocked, shaky, and couldn't think about it. Now...?

Is Brother Zhao too charming?

Second Sister-in-law Zhao looked at Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao was somewhat handsome, but there were many people in the capital who were more outstanding than him.

That probably means he has a good way of controlling his husband.

This brother-in-law of his is usually a quiet person, but he has some skills!

Brother Zhao made a piece of snack and ate it.

Fang Zichen asked the chef to make this, it's so valuable! Two taels of silver, just a few pieces.

Fang Zichen loved him, otherwise his husband would not be willing to let him go if it were someone else.

Brother Zhao felt happy again.

Sister-in-law Zhao looked at him as if he was about to fly into the sky, which was completely different from the depressed look this morning.

This couple really can't pretend to have anything going on, no wonder they can be together!

Fang Zichen took the boy for a walk outside. The boy was holding two bunches of candied haws in his hands, three red ropes tied to his head, and a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper in his arms. In the past, he would probably have been so happy that he couldn't find his answer, but now his little eyebrows were tightly knitted.

He kept looking at Fang Zichen secretly along the way.

Fang Zichen noticed it and looked down at him: "What's wrong? Are you always looking at father?"

Guaizi's voice was crying: "Father, you are making me feel a little scared."

Fang Zichen: "... What are you afraid of? "

You have never been so generous before." Guaizi almost burst into tears: "Although my father used to wear silver coins, you would not take them out even if the coins went into your pocket." Fang Zichen 's

eyebrows skipped a beat and he patted him on the back: "As you said, father hasn't bought you anything before?"

Guaizi said, "Yes, but father always buys one for you." Candied haws, if you have candied haws, you can't buy a dick, but today, my father is always messing with me, and I still have a hair tie. Dad, are you affected by that legendary blow? "Fang Zichen?

" : "······"

This damn child.

I can't even think of being nice to him.

The eighty-two coins were almost spent, so Fang Zichen took him home directly.

He did not forget to bring a bunch of candied haws to Brother Zhao. He went to his room but found no one. When he returned to his room, he saw Brother Zhao making the bed.

"I returned the house." Brother Zhao said with a blushing face.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Fang Zichen went over and snatched the work from his hands and handed him the candied haws.

Brother Zhao took the candied haws and hesitated: "Husband, are you really... okay?"

It was impossible to say that you were okay.

His heart is not iron-clad.

But he was stuck in self-blame and couldn't extricate himself. Apart from making himself suffer from epilepsy and nervousness, he couldn't get a single copper.

If you are depressed, you may have to pay back money.

He, Fang Zichen, never made a loss-making business.

He has let down Brother Zhao. He will treat him twice as kindly in the future. What is the use of blaming others and feeling sorry for himself?

At night, the family of three slept together again for the first time in a long time.

The good boy fell asleep and was carried inside by Fang Zichen.

It seemed like his butt was always itching, so he became passive now. He didn't wake up, but he scratched his butt twice more, moved his little mouth, turned over and continued to sleep.

Fang Zichen couldn't help but smile when he saw his little appearance, and stretched out his hand to poke his little butt. He still feels incredible when he thinks about it. He came here only a few months after the 'dream', and the child just... Three years old.

It's really magical. They are probably two worlds with a time difference.

After he lay down, he gently touched Brother Zhao's belly.

A three-month-old body is not very obvious most of the time, but Brother Zhao's belly is very obvious.

Brother Zhao was smiling all the time. He had been in a very excited state since noon. He rested his head on Fang Zichen's arm and told him about Zheng Peiyao and Li Zhicheng. Fang Zichen listened quietly to the whole process without saying a word. Expressing his stance, Brother Zhao leaned against his chest and pressed against his jaw, clearly hearing the sound of his teeth grinding.

Brother Zhao was inexplicably frightened.

Fang Zichen thought for a while and told him his own affairs.

Brother Zhao immediately stood up and grabbed him in a hurry, his face turned pale again: "Husband, will you..."

He had wondered before, Fang Zichen was not the kind of person who broke his promise. Even if he had promised him in the first place, why would he leave him behind? It turned out... that he didn't leave on his own?

Fang Zichen couldn't give an accurate answer.

He himself was confused. He didn't even know how he came here. When it came to time travel, it was enough to meet him once in his life. However, it turned out that it was like playing with him. He came here and went back. Here we go again, why did he travel through time? His IQ is so high that he doesn't even know.

"Probably not!" He was not sure: "If I could put it back on again, I probably wouldn't be able to stay as long as I did the first time. But now I've been staying for three years, so I shouldn't be able to go back. "

Brother Zhao held him tightly and said nothing.

Fang Zichen's wrist hurt a little: "Brother Zhao, don't worry."

"But..."

"No but." Fang Zichen helped him lie down and came close to him, breathing intertwined with each other: "Even if we go back, I will also try my best to come back to you, and I will never leave you and my son again. You believe me."

He said solemnly and seriously, and Brother Zhao still believed him unconditionally.

"Well! My husband keeps his word."

Fang Zichen pinched his face gently: "I will love you forever, and I will never be sorry to you again, nor will I make you suffer again."

Brother Zhao's nose felt sour, and he buried it In his arms, he smelled the familiar scent of Fang Zichen, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Fang Zichen looked at him intently. It had only been three months, but he felt that the person in his arms had become much thinner, which made him uncontrollably feel distressed again. He kissed Brother Zhao between his eyebrows, and then put his hand on his belly. Touching each other, the slightly bulging touch of the palms and the slight undulations made him suddenly feel like they were connected by blood.

Here is his son!

Why was he confused in the first place? He actually said he was a bastard.

His son is a bastard, so what has become of him?

Damn it, it's all Zheng Peiyao and that bitch's fault, I will make sure they look good when they return to Beijing.

He stroked Brother Zhao's slightly frowning brow to confirm that he was really asleep, then he brought the good boy over and held him tightly in his arms. He looked at Brother Zhao for a while, then looked at him again. Good boy, his eyes traveled between the two of them, describing their features carefully, inch by inch, as if he wanted to carve them into his heart. The emotions he had been hiding in front of Brother Zhao broke out again. His eyes were sour, and in the silence In the night, I burst into tears.

The next day, Fang Zichen went out for shopping again. He bought some things that Brother Zhao didn't recognize and came back, tinkering with them for a long time.

The owner's Baozi is a place where Guaizi works. The shop is very small, only one meter wide. It is at the end of the street and is not very eye-catching. In addition, it is newly opened and the sound is not very good.

Later, the Guaizi generation said that no matter how much they make, they are not enough to sell. In addition to the 'celebrity' effect, Baozi Xishi also has some craftsmanship.

Guaizi is now famous in Qingxia Town. He can play and dance. Everyone stayed awake in the morning and got up early just to rush to East Street to watch him brag.

When he told Fang Zichen that he would work for ten days, it was not just to help Brother Zhao.

When the tenth day passed, Fang Zichen took him and Brother Zhao back to Beijing by boat. The horses they had rented before were ridden back by the guards.

When he got home, he saw that the big lock he had spent a lot of money to buy had been broken. Fang Zichen's flesh ached and tightened. Zhao Song knew that they were back and came over to sit for a while.

"Zi Chen, Brother Zhao had some things that were worrying you before. It was his fault. His mother did those things and she really couldn't forgive you. I sent her back to her parents' home. I was busy with official duties and had many things at home. I don't know, and I'm sorry for you. When a husband and wife live together, some conflicts are inevitable. I don't ask you to give in to Brother Zhao in everything. I just ask you to look at my old face and be more tolerant of him. "

Fang Zichen nodded.

His father-in-law has a relatively clear mind.

He couldn't blame anyone for what happened.

You can't have your cake and eat it too. His father-in-law is like a department manager. He goes to work every day and is exhausted when he comes back. How can he know what his mother-in-law did behind his back?

Men are difficult.

If you want a family, you can't take care of your career.

I want a career, but I can't take care of my family.

But Fang Zichen felt that someone as awesome as him should be able to have both career and love.

As soon as Zhao Song sat down for a while, Zhao Yunfeng and others came together and chatted for a long time. It's no different from what Zhao Song said before.

Fang Zichen was tired of hearing this, but when people brought supplements, he wanted to give them face.

Xiao Feng also came back, and kept surrounding Fang Zichen and Guai Zai after entering the door.

His gaze was so intense that Fang Zichen's eyebrows jumped: "Xiao Feng, why are you always staring at my butt?"

Xiao Feng glanced at Brother Zhao and saw that he was packing the things brought by Zhao Song and others. He covered his mouth and whispered: "Uncle Fang, are you okay?"

Fang Zichen wondered: "What can happen to me?"

Xiaofeng said, "Uncle Zhao went to find you and brought such a thick wooden stick." He also gestured. , took out two bottles of medicine from his sleeves, and handed one to Fang Zichen: "Invigorate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, Uncle Fang, take it, you're welcome, here's this bottle, good boy."

Fang Zichen: "... Thank you. "

This is really not in vain.

Chapter 327:

It's been a long time since I visited the store. After two days of rest in Beijing, Brother Zhao wanted to work in the store.

Three months later, the baby is considered stable, and I don't know if it's because Fang Zichen is by his side. Brother Zhao had severe morning sickness before. He's been eating so much these days, sometimes even after a bowl of rice, he still says he's still hungry. Feel.

Fang Zichen stopped him and didn't want him to go, but Brother Zhao said that the work in the store was easy, and he could do anything like skewering vegetables.

Moreover, matters in the store cannot always be left to Xie Xiaoyu.

Fang Zichen knew that he was used to being busy and couldn't take time off, and knew that he had a sense of discretion, so he finally let him go.

After sending him to the store, Fang Zichen went to take a look at Master Li himself. Master Li checked his pulse, looked at him up and down, then stared at him and said that his pulse was beating like a cow, come and see. What?

Fang Zichen said that he had been hit by medicine before. When Master Li heard the name of the medicine, he carefully gave it to him, felt it for a long time, and said it was okay. According to his pulse, he was already fine.

Fang Zichen: "..."

He didn't know how early it was that he was healed early. If it had been a year and a half earlier, wouldn't he have taken so many medicines in vain?

How much money will be wasted?

Mrs. Li heard the sound and came out of the backyard. She saw him holding the boy and preparing to leave. She pulled him into the backyard and said that it was a rare visit and she would leave after dinner. She would bake pancakes for them later. Fang Zichen's face became even more bitter.

It was already dusk after leaving the medical clinic. Fang Zichen had just turned onto Chang'an Street when a carriage passed by.

It's the Marquis's carriage.

Fang Zichen counted the time. It was almost the end of the month. Starting next month, he would be taking up his post, and Li Zhicheng would also be going to hell.

You don't like it and want to punish him?

He saw that he was unhappy, but he never thought of using any despicable means to punish him.

If you dare to mess with him, this person probably doesn't know how to write the word "death".

Li Zhicheng had just come off duty that day and was about to get on the carriage when he saw Fang Zichen walking towards him. He stopped moving, as if he was not sorry for Fang Zichen, and smiled at him with dignity: "What a coincidence."

"No coincidence." Fang Zichen said, "I just came to see you."

Li Zhicheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? What's the matter?"

Fang Zichen was half a head taller than him. When he looked at him, his eyes dropped slightly: "I heard that your mother did something immoral, deliberately humiliated her son, and was beheaded by the old general of the Qin family?"

Li Zhicheng's face suddenly changed . Change.

The groom next to him silently took two steps back. As a slave of the Li family, he knew very well that Li Zhicheng was most taboo about others talking about his mother.

"Shut up." Li Zhicheng gritted his teeth and said gloomily.

Fang Zichen put his hands on his hips and said arrogantly: "What can you do to me? Hit me? I tell you, if you dare to touch me, you will be finished today. Back then, your mother..." "

Li Zhicheng gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out the words: "I told you to shut up." There

was some tension between the two, and the smell of gunpowder could be smelled ten streets away.

Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows tightly, dismissing the warning as meaningless: "What qualifications do you have to shut me up? I just think that this old general Qin is so kind. If it were me, I wouldn't kill your mother, I'd kill you and let her I also feel the pain of losing a child, but will this evil be inherited? Your mother is a very evil person, and her son is also very evil."

"Shut up," Li Zhicheng said with a fist. Fang Zichen turned his head to avoid it, grabbed his wrist with his backhand and pulled hard. The pulling force was so strong that Li Zhicheng fell forward, lying on the ground like a bastard. Before he could get up, Fang Zichen stepped on his back. superior.

"Master." The young man rushed over. Fang Zichen raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly. The young man subconsciously took a step back under his intimidating arrogance and immediately did not dare to move again.

Li Zhicheng couldn't struggle, so

he turned around and glared at Fang Zichen: "Fang Zichen, how dare you?" "What dare I not do?" Fang Zichen pushed his feet hard, and when he saw Li Zhicheng's face was slightly distorted, he laughed: "Although I don't think you can do it?" It's pleasing to the eye, but I never wanted to punish you, but what about you? You also dislike me and know that I care about Brother Zhao, so you join forces with Zheng Peiyao to punish me. Do you think you are mean to destroy me? Family, you really made me angry. Although I have no status and am not as good as you, do you think that you can bully me at will? You may not know who I was before. There has never been anyone. You can still be safe after provoking me."

Li Zhicheng said with a sarcastic face: "Are you threatening me? Do you think you have that ability?"

Fang Zichen said nothing.

He currently doesn't have the ability to use head-on tactics, but if Li Zhicheng dares to play dirty tricks with him, he certainly doesn't mind using the same tactics.

It was time to mark the meeting, and many people saw it and gathered around.

"What's going on?" Someone yelled: "Who are you in this important place of government? How dare you cause trouble here?"

This person probably wanted to sell Li Zhicheng a good person. He had a small official position. He was unable to go to the palace banquet and could not recognize Fang Zichen. , scolded him as soon as he came up, asking him to relax his feet quickly.

A colleague next to him pulled him and whispered to him. The man's expression suddenly changed and he did not dare to say another word.

The same is true for a few people nearby.

Fang Zichen released his feet, glanced at the man again, sneered, and turned away.

Several petty officials blushed and went over to help Li Zhicheng.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"With the emperor's favor, this No. 1 scholar is so arrogant that he dares to attack you."

"Even so, I don't know how long he can be arrogant."

Most No. 1 scholars are famous for a while . , but he had no outstanding political achievements after entering the Imperial Academy. After only two or three years, the emperor might not even know what kind of green onion he was.

"Sir, do you want to talk to Mr. Li about this?"

Anyone with a lower official position than Li Zhicheng would call him "sir" and Li Yuan as Mr. Li.

Li Zhicheng said nothing, only clenching his fists and looking gloomily at Fang Zichen's leaving figure.

He looked a bit scary. Everyone looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything else.

The news spread quickly.

When Li Zhicheng returned to his house, he felt a tight pain in his chest. He just called the doctor to see him, but a servant came over and said that the master had something to do and asked him to go to the study.

As soon as Li Zhicheng entered the door, Li Yuan slapped him directly.

Li Zhicheng was caught off guard, and his face suddenly swelled: "Dad?"

"What a good thing you did." Li Yuan pointed at him: "If it hadn't been for your uncle Zhao's sudden visit, I wouldn't have known about the good things you did. The older you get, the more confused you are. Right?"

Li Zhicheng knew what he was talking about and did not refute: "I can marry Xiaoxu."

Li Yuan's eyes widened, and he felt that he was still stubborn until now, and slapped him again: "You marry Xiaoxu? If he is an innocent brother, you can marry him, but he is already a husband, and you will marry him as well." Your Aunt Zheng instigated their relationship. Xiaoxu just didn't like Fang Zichen and agreed to be with you again and marry a divorced brother. You can afford to embarrass this person, but the Hou family cannot afford to embarrass him. Now , the couple have reconciled. If this matter spreads, everyone will only think that you have bad moral character and are morally corrupt. You, Aunt Zheng, have long hair and short knowledge. How come you treat her like this, Uncle Zhao? You are not weak. You don't know that he loves Brother Zhao. By doing this, you are abandoning the relationship between the two families. If the emperor knew about it, what impression would he have of you?"

Li Yuan was extremely disappointed: "You? You are really confused."

Li Zhicheng remained silent.

He didn't expect this. Regardless of his family background, his status was much superior to Fang Zichen's, and he had a childhood relationship with Brother Zhao. He didn't admit that he was inferior to Fang Zichen. Anyone who was more sober knew that he should How to choose.

He was not afraid that Fang Zichen would know about this. Even if he knew, he would not dare to provoke him. Who knows...

Fang Zichen was so bold that he dared to beat him openly.

He has lost face now, and this matter is never over.

He stopped refuting. Li Yuan took him in and sighed: "I know you don't like Fang Zichen. His lack of power is indeed nothing to worry about. But how the emperor treated him at the palace banquet that day, you should I can see clearly that this kid is not as simple as the investigation. How many years has it been since our Daxia has such a talent? What if he is just smart and does not have a solid foundation of skills and skills? It is definitely impossible to be able to pass all the way through with knowledge. Whether it is the imperial examination or the provincial examination, his opinions on current affairs and other topics are not just rhetoric, but they are actually meaningful. Ordinary people do not have such insight. And the temperament he has is far beyond what you can achieve. "

The words, 'It's the ambition of others that destroys your own prestige', made Li Zhicheng's face become even more ugly.

Li Yuan didn't see it and tapped his fingertips on the desk: "Your grandfather and grandmother are close to Fang Zichen and his youngest son. They are not emotional. Once you have a conflict with Fang Zichen, they know what you are doing, even if you are They are your own grandson, and they may not be able to help you."

Looking at the whole capital, the Meng family and the Zhao family are the most special. They treat their brothers as treasures, and Mrs. Zuo Xiang always runs to Guangfu Street, so she can't hide this. Li Yuan, last time the good boy was taken to Qingxia Town by Fang Zichen, Mrs. Zuo Xiang was still clamoring to follow him, saying that she was thinking of the little boy.

Even if the left prime minister is emotional, if he confronts that little kid, his son may have to step aside.

After all, when Li Zhicheng was a child, the Left Prime Minister never treated him like Fang Zichen and Guaizi.

Fang Zichen was favored by the emperor and favored by the leftist prime minister. He himself was a talented person, so it was only a matter of time before he got up.

Zheng Peiyao did not see this layer, she only knew how to look at his family background. A woman's vision was ultimately limited.

"What happened back then has passed, and you don't need to hold on to it anymore. Fang Zichen just looks like you, and you are just like this. You are really narrow-minded. After all, it is your mother who is sorry for your brother-in-law. The Qin family is looking forward to you." It's not that you don't understand the child in your brother-in-law's belly, your mother did something like that, which is indeed wrong..." Li Zhicheng suddenly looked up at him, his eyes were cold, and Li Yuan couldn't continue talking. .

He turned away and coughed, then asked him to find time tomorrow to go over and apologize to Zhao Song. Li Zhicheng nodded, and Li Yuan waved him off.

Li Zhicheng went directly to Zheng Xiaoyan's yard and asked Zheng Xiaoyan to apply medicine on him. After dinner, he stayed directly at Zheng Xiaoyan's place at night.

Zheng Xiaoyan was called back to the Zhao Mansion by Zhao Song. She has not been in good spirits since she came back. She has lost weight visibly, completely losing her previous appearance. She is haggard and thin, her eyes are blurry, and she looks a little scary. She was not interested, and occasionally she would be nagging. I asked a doctor to see her, but there was no reason. He just said that she was too anxious, nervous and depressed.

Li Zhicheng knew that Li Xinyi's death had a great impact on her, but if he died, he would die. The lives of living people would always go on. He had many children, including Li Xinyi, and he could not understand Zheng Xiaoyan's pain at all.

He didn't know Zheng Xiaoyan's real fear. He only knew that if he divorced his wife at this juncture, his father would be even more angry.

He turned over and lay down with his back to Zheng Xiaoyan. Although he was lying on the same bed, he did not touch Zheng Xiaoyan. Zheng Xiaoyan saw that his expression was not good, so she gritted her teeth and tried to take off his clothes, but he avoided her.

Li Zhicheng was already feeling unhappy, and now he was even more annoyed by hearing Zheng Xiaoyan's low sobbing. He felt that it was a mistake to stay here tonight. If his father Li Yuan hadn't called him to come, he wouldn't have come.

He was so irritated that his eyelids were twitching for some reason. He tossed and turned and finally fell asleep.

He didn't know that today he entered Zheng Xiaoyan's yard vertically, but ended up going out sideways.

Chapter 328

The capital city is not like a village. In the village, crickets and frogs are always chirping after nightfall. In the capital city, everything is quiet at night. Except for the officers and soldiers who are on duty and patrolling the city, and the servants who are keeping watch at night, everyone has rested.

Zheng Xiaoyan's personal maid was taking a nap outside the door when a strange sound suddenly rang out, like stepping on a decaying staircase, making a squeaking sound that was particularly clear at night. She looked up subconsciously, then turned pale.

The beams above the head were shaking violently, and the maid had no time to call someone. The whole house roared and collapsed in an instant.

Row after row, the whole ground was shaking.

The maid ran away with all her limbs in a panic, and when she reached a safe place, she turned back. The thick dust dispersed, and the entire courtyard that was originally standing was razed to the ground.

A group of guards and servants rushed in.

"What's the sound? Something happened..." What happened?

After seeing it clearly, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

The next day, Brother Zhao went to the shop to do some work and heard a heated discussion among the customers queuing up.

"Is Young Master Li okay?"

"I heard that he had already passed out when he was found. I heard from people in the Li Mansion that his lower body was hit by a beam. When he was carried out, he was bloody and his leg bones were white. It leaked out."

"No! It's so scary.

I heard that the yard where Mrs. Li lived was just expanded when she got married, and it collapsed just a few years ago? ?"

"Are you stupid? Can the whole capital get into trouble?"

"That's right, you are on the Naihe Bridge right now?" "

No

! I'm afraid Mr. Li and Mrs. Li won't be able to leave anymore."

When the beam fell down, Li Zhicheng and Zheng Xiaoyan were lying together, killing two birds with one stone.

"That's strange. I heard that Mrs. Li's yard collapsed, but no one died?"

"No, something happened to Mr. Li and Mrs. Li."

Brother Zhao didn't even react, Xie Xiaoyu looked at it He looked confused and explained while picking up food for the guests.

After hearing this, Brother Zhao swallowed hard, his heart pounding.

This modus operandi is very familiar.

He wanted to go home and ask Fang Zichen, but he went to the Hanlin Academy to officially take up his post today, and he might not come back until evening.

Brother Zhao inquired with the guests without leaving any trace.

"Thunder? No? I heard that the courtyard collapsed directly, and there was no sound at all."

"I also heard people say that. If there was any sound in the Marquis Mansion, the guards would not be in the courtyard. We rushed over after it collapsed!"

Brother Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

At first, Fang Zichen didn't dare to hit the wife of a third-rank official, so he wanted to secretly blow up Zheng Xiaoyan, saying that he would control it accurately. He also asked Brother Zhao which leg of Zheng Xiaoyan he wanted. Brother Zhao said the right leg, so Fang Zichen went out to find out. Unfortunately, Li Xinyi was still alive at that time and lived in the same courtyard as Zheng Xiaoyan, so he didn't take action.

After going around and around, Zheng Xiaoyan still got bombed.

Although this trick is not new, it is really useful.

Zheng Xiaoyan's mental state was already in a state of critical collapse, and now she was paralyzed. It was true that evil people will be punished.

Business was slow in the afternoon, and Xie Xiaoyu was able to keep busy on his own, so Brother Zhao planned to go back first.

Malatang is best sold in winter. Now the weather is getting warmer and there are not as many customers as usual. Brother Zhao wants to make roast duck, spicy sauce, and pickled claws. If it is hotter, he can sell ice cream.

But there is a lot of work and there are really not enough manpower. If he talks to Zhao Song, Zhao Song will definitely send someone over for him, but Brother Zhao is really scared.

During the Chinese New Year, Lin Xiaoxia wrote a letter and brought over the money he had earned in recent months. If the shop in Yuanzhou was closed, it would not be impossible for Lin Xiaoxia and his family to come over. Aunt Liu's family may not be willing to come over because the shop is far away, so they can only go back to the village after closing the shop, which is really inconvenient for them to go and study.

Brother Zhao wanted to teach Brother Zhou the art of roast duck and let him cook it in Yuanzhou. The two places were far apart and would not have any influence, but Brother Zhou and Aunt Liu were not happy.

They felt that they had already taken advantage of Brother Zhao, and they would never dare to learn this craft again.

Brother Zhao thought for a while and decided to let Lin Xiaoxia stay in Yuanzhou and go to Yahang to buy a few people.

...

Li Zhicheng's case quickly spread to the front of the case.

Xia Jinghong rubbed his eyebrows and asked the spy below: "Has any reason been found for this matter?"

The spy replied: "Back to the emperor, Mr. Li sent someone to investigate afterwards, but there was nothing suspicious. After the carpenter checked, It

was said that it was caused by the decay of the load-bearing beams, and his subordinates had not found anything wrong." , it has been used for decades without any problem, but now it is dead after only nine years?"

Eunuch Huang leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Xia Jinghong was immediately amused and angry.

This kid...

is just restless. How many days have he just returned to Beijing? Just causing trouble everywhere.

Eunuch Huang also laughed: "But if Fang Zhuangyuan makes such a fuss at noon, something will happen to Mr. Li in the evening, and no one will guess that it is him."

If it were an ordinary person, they would do big things at night, but they would not do it at noon. Coming to provoke someone and pointing the finger at oneself can easily arouse suspicion. Naturally, people will not do this. When they want to act, they will at least lurk for a while and downplay their presence.

Not to mention that there are no human traces in this matter, nor that there are guards at the Hou Mansion at all times, and Fang Zichen cannot get in. Even if he accidentally leaves some clues, no one will guess that it is him, because who They are not so stupid as to commit crimes against the wind.

Fang Zichen sometimes has weird ideas, and his behavior looks like a rampant second generation ancestor, and he is very courageous. He can do the opposite. If Xia Jinghong doesn't understand Fang Zichen's temperament, , I'm afraid I won't be able to suspect him.

Eunuch Huang saw that his frown that had been frowned all day relaxed, and he quickly poured him a cup of tea and talked about business: "Your Majesty, Aunt Feng has come to Beijing."

"Oh?" Xia Jinghong was a little surprised at this moment: "When will he come to Beijing? "

I'm going back to the emperor in mid-February." "I should be able to enter the capital in the next few days." Xia Jinghong

said, "It's my birthday next month. I think Uncle Qin sent him to give me a gift."

When he was a prince, in order to cultivate his military power after he came to power, the former emperor asked him to train on the southern border for a period of time. During this period, he lived in the Qin Mansion. The old general Qin taught him two moves, and he was half a master.

In previous years, on Xia Jinghong's birthday, officials from all over the country and small neighboring countries would pay tribute, and the Qin family did the same, but it would not come so quickly in previous years.

Xia Jinghong smiled and gave an order: "Uncle Qin probably misses me. Later you can take someone to the warehouse to pick out some gifts to send over. Forget it, I'll go in person. The batch of cotton cloth that Beimang paid tribute to last year is still there. The clothes made of that material are very good at keeping warm. I will send some to Uncle Qin. He will like it. I will also send you the pair of ink paintings from Jiang Nan. My eldest brother will also like it. Oh, and the one I just got from Qian'er. I'll send you a ginseng as well."

Eunuch Huang stopped talking.

Xia Jinghong glanced at him.

Eunuch Huang has been waiting for him since he was a child. As soon as he raised his butt, Xia Jinghong knew what he was going to say: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Eunuch Huang was waiting for his words: "Mother Feng has entered the capital.

"Enter Beijing?" Xia Jinghong asked doubtfully, "Then why didn't I receive the news?"

Facing Xia Jinghong's majestic gaze, Eunuch Huang shrank and said, "Mother Feng went directly to Guangfu Street after entering Beijing . Yes, she, she was ordered to take care of the good young master.

"

Pretend I didn't say that! "

Brother Zhao plans to discuss it with Fang Zichen when he comes back.

When I arrived at my house, I saw two carriages parked outside my house, and a grandma was holding my dear boy.

"Hey, we haven't seen each other for only a year, and our good boy has grown so big." Grandma Feng praised the good boy.

The good boy chuckled: "Is that true?" He stretched out his legs and looked at Nanny Feng expectantly.

Grandma Feng took a look and saw that she was not much longer than chopsticks, but she was a talker, so she immediately smiled and said: "I dare not lie to the young master. The young master's legs are almost as long as a horse's legs!" she said He didn't even dare to face Guaizi when he said this.

The good boy turned to look at the horse on the side, and immediately said seriously: "Mommy, you are a good boy."

Whether they are mounts or pullers, the horses of the Qin family are all strong war horses with strong limbs and muscles. Tall and big.

The good boy is self-aware, and he feels that he is not as high as the horse's legs when he leans over, plus the little tugs on his head that reach into the sky.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for more than a year, this kid would become a bad guy. Aunt Feng laughed twice and listened to him again: "But it doesn't matter, my father said that the good boy has potential, and he will definitely be a great man in the future. ."

The three servants standing behind laughed when they heard this.

When Brother Zhao from Yuanzhou took him to Hengyang, the good boy lived in the general's mansion for a few days. Everyone in the mansion recognized him. Because of the master's instructions, everyone in the mansion called him "young master" and looked at him fiercely. , What did the young master look like last year? Now I can see that he is still the same. It is good to be taller than a sow. He still wants to break the sky. What the young master said is really funny.

Brother Zhao came over. Aunt Feng saw him and saluted her: "I have seen my master."

Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment.

Nanny Feng was the dowry maid brought from the capital by Mrs. Qin of the Qin family. After serving in the Qin family for several years, she married a merchant. After becoming a widow, she returned to the General's Mansion, where she stayed for more than thirty years. , the status in the General's Mansion is second only to a few masters. When he goes out, everyone will give him a little face. Before, Nanny Feng only called him Fang Fulang.

Aunt Feng took the initiative to explain: "Madam is afraid that the good young master will be bullied in the capital, so she specially sent an old slave to serve the good young master. From now on, these old slaves will be your master, so it is appropriate to call you master." She said Refer to those three people and introduce them one by one.

One was sent by Meng Ruqing, who was similar to Aunt Feng. It was Meng Ruqing's dowry brother, Uncle Tang.

The other two were 'thugs' given by Qin Hengxuan, a man and a woman, in their twenties. Although they looked thin and small, they were quite capable. Their names were Da Li Xiaoli.

Brother Zhao: "This..."

Aunt Feng saw that he was in trouble: "The good young master is liked by several of my masters, so you don't have to be polite."

When she said this, Brother Zhao became rude.

If you send people back, it would be a bit ungrateful.

Moreover, he had stayed in the General's Mansion for a few days, and he knew that Qin Hengxuan and the others were very "rich" and always spoke and acted in the same way.

The carriage was loaded with things, and Grandma Feng followed a few people to move the things in. The small yard was almost filled with all the things. When they entered the room, the yard was small and there was no backyard, so the carriage could not fit. Grandma Feng asked Da Li to move the carriage. Rush back to the general's mansion.

The things they brought were many and miscellaneous. There were two boxes of clothes for the good boy. Meng Ruqing and Qin Hengxuan sometimes visited the store and saw the children's clothes hanging. They couldn't help but think of the good boy. Brother Zhao took him to Hengyang. At that time, the clothes he brought were all newly bought in Yuanzhou, which were decent. However, in Meng Ruqing's eyes, his clothes were still a bit shabby. He thought that Brother Zhao and his husband were not rich, and it would be even more difficult now that they arrived in the capital. , Guaizi didn't know if he had any new clothes to wear, so I just thought about buying a few pieces for him. I couldn't stop buying them. I bought several sets together and unknowingly saved two boxes.

On the eve of Uncle Tang's departure, Meng Ruqing personally folded these clothes into the box. When he saw a few sets bought the day before, he was worried that they might be too short. Children are always exposed to the wind, and they look the same every year, and these clothes are not the same. I know whether it is suitable or not.

Chapter 329

Uncle Tang glanced at the set of clothes in Meng Ruqing's hands. They were pure yellow, with several chicks pecking rice embroidered on the front. They were lifelike. They were what the good young master had mentioned before, saying that his favorite clothes were The little yellow chicken clothes his father bought for him had little chickens on them. He liked birds the most.

Meng Ruqing remembered it clearly, so when she saw the clothes, even though she thought that the boy wouldn't be able to wear them anymore, she couldn't help but buy it, thinking that the boy would like it after seeing it.

Uncle Tang also advised at that time: "Master, you are worrying too much. Even if the good young master can't wear it, he can keep it for his younger brother to wear later."

Meng Ruqing thought about it. These clothes only cost a few dozen taels, and he didn't care about the money. , but Guaizi sent him a letter earlier, saying that he was going to have a younger brother soon. If he sent it to him, he would always be able to wear it. There were no children in the house, so it was okay to keep it.

...

Uncle Tang is holding Guaizi now, and feels that it's a good thing that the set of clothes has been put in, otherwise it would be two boxes full of clothes. If the young master Guaizi can't wear one set, it will be great fun.

When the boy saw him taking out the clothes, he was so happy that he immediately took off all his clothes and twisted his little buttocks, eager to try them on.

He really looked like a hairless monkey when he was naked. Brother Zhao put it on for him, and it turned out to be just the right size.

The good boy's face turned red: "Daddy, can you tie up the good boy's hair?"

...

When Fang Zichen was off duty, he just came out of the palace when he heard someone calling him.

"Father..."

was accompanied by a lot of laughter from the surrounding area.

He turned around and saw that his son was smashing firecrackers, with three little chirps standing on his head, bouncing and waving to him.

Brother Zhao stood far away, his head hanging down to his chest, and the tips of his ears were red.

"Whose kid is this?"

"This dress... Hahahaha... Just when he squatted there and didn't stand up, I thought he was a chicken kid who ran away from somewhere."

There were many gangsters around . The official on duty held his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up.

The good boy ran towards Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen knelt down to catch him, held him under his arm and carried him around twice before giving him a kiss.

The good boy called him and said: "Father, you are not at home today. Good boy, I miss you."

Fang Zichen is a rising star. We have naturally investigated his affairs. Because he belongs to different 'departments', we all I couldn't strike up a conversation with him either, so there was a good reason for this.

The good boy was surrounded by them and praised him. Before, he would have been so shy that he would be buried in Fang Zichen's arms. In his life, although Fang Zichen had been absent for three years, but since he called Fang Zichen his father, Fang Zichen gave him His love is no less than that of Brother Zhao. He has always protected him. After living with Fang Zichen for three years, his face has become two layers thicker. It looks like it has been plastered with cement. Now I don't know what shame is. I am so happy. Oh, this uncle and this grandpa screamed all over the place.

He is small, has big eyes, and is missing a tooth. His voice is milky, and his face is soft and tender. He looks like a cute and harmless cat cub without any teeth.

This was the first impression he gave to many officials. However, within a month, many officials' impressions of him immediately changed. After that, when they saw him coming to pick up Fang Zichen, they all returned silently against the palace wall, for fear of attracting his attention.

Fang Zichen hugged him and walked towards Brother Zhao: "Why are you here?"

"The good boy wants to pick you up." Brother Zhao grabbed a small handful of the good boy's hair and said helplessly: "You're still making trouble for me to tie his hair. "

The hairstyle that the leader Fang Zichen gave him was very eye-catching. After returning to Beijing, Brother Zhao didn't give him such a hairstyle. When the good boy went out, he felt that there were fewer heads turning. Today, he changed into new clothes and begged Brother Zhao again. My son tied a lot of small straps on him, everyone looked at him along the way, and even looked back three times. The boy was so swollen.

Brother Zhao's blood seemed to rush to his face, and he was so ashamed.

The Imperial City is far away from Guangfu Street, and it takes almost an hour to walk all the way back.

Brother Zhao is not heavy now and can walk, but Fang Zichen gets up quickly in the morning. If he walks all the way, he will be able to get up at least in the middle of the night.

Generally, those who can get mansions rewarded by the emperor are relatives of the emperor, such as princes and princes. The number one scholar and third-highest-ranked scholar generally do not receive such rewards. If you want to buy a house outside the imperial city, not to mention it is expensive, it is not possible to buy it even if it is expensive.

Other officials usually come by carriage and then driven back by their servants. When they get off duty in the evening, the servants at home will also come and wait according to the time. Fang Zichen can't ride in the carriage, but he can ride on horseback. Even if he doesn't have a horse at home, he can't. If there is no stable, it would be fine to build one in the yard, but the horses are not chickens, ducks or dogs, so they will need to urinate in half a bucket, which is also very smelly. It will definitely attract flies when it gets hot in summer.

Brother Zhao was a little worried.

Fang Zichen poked his waist: "What's wrong? You're looking sad?"

Brother Zhao said, Fang Zichen scratched his head, this is indeed a problem. This morning he rented a carriage and came over. He was so dizzy that he couldn't even eat the buns. He couldn't bear it for a day or two. It's okay, but if things go on like this, he's probably going to be in bliss early, and he's going to have to lick people at home, and the yard is so small that there's no place for the kids to play.

"We have to change our house."

Brother Zhao also nodded: "Yeah! I think so too. It's difficult to buy a yard here in the Imperial City. We can buy the one on Chang'an Street, which is bigger, and then we can buy a horse. "

There are no elders in the family, Fang Zichen doesn't understand trivial matters, and Brother Zhao is busy, so he didn't think carefully about many things. I was eager to settle down, so I bought it on Guangfu Street. Thinking about it now, I was really confused at that time. No long-term thinking at all.

Fang Zichen held his hand and gently rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb: "Are you tired?"

Brother Zhao stared with clear eyes: "Not tired." They were busy with various things at noon, and there were really few hours to get along with each other in the day. , Brother Zhao wished he could keep walking like this with him, chatting about trivial matters, talking about daily necessities, rice, rice, oil and salt, but he still felt tired.

"Are you used to being on duty today?"

"Not bad, just copying and writing." Fang Zichen said.

Zhao Song had said hello to his old friends in the Hanlin Academy beforehand. Fang Zichen came over today and everyone was very kind to him.

It's May, the sun is getting longer, and it's just dusk setting when I get home.

Aunt Feng and Uncle Tang came out to greet them when they heard the commotion. When Fang Zichen saw them, he couldn't help but be startled.

Uncle Tang and the others even opened their mouths.

Before in Hengyang, they heard from the good boy that Lord Meng looked very much like his father. At first, everyone didn't take it seriously. They only thought it was 50 or 60% imaginary. It was 80/90% to God. There are so many similar people in the world. There are many, but now when I look at them, they are very similar. They are almost made from the same mold.

Brother Zhao said on the way that Fang Zichen knew who they were, but now he was still stunned. Brother Zhao said again: "These are Aunt Feng and the others! I told you on the way."

"I know." Fang Zichen said.

He seemed very excited, and Brother Zhao followed his gaze - the gifts from the Qin family were still in the main hall, including several large boxes.

This big family's money is all valuable. Brother Zhao is not around, and Uncle Tang and the others don't dare to sort it out at will.

Fang Zichen hurried in and said to the people following him: "Your master is so polite."

Meng Ruqing never smiled like this. He was mostly restrained. Even if he was happy, his smile was brilliant. Fang Zichen clasped his hands and smiled so hard that his teeth were missing. Looking at it, Uncle Tang felt uncomfortable for a moment: "Young Master made a mistake, you will be my master from now on."

Fang Zichen's mind was not on him, he just said a polite word, and now he was eager to see the gift.

Brother Zhao is diligent and obedient. Mrs. Qin and Meng Ruqing had a good impression of him. Knowing that he was pregnant, they sent some supplements, including several large boxes, including bird's nests, white fungus, and toys for the good boy. Xiaofeng's clothes, and a box of books for herself.

They are all single copies and calligraphy and paintings.

If this was given to Qian Liming, Mr. Wu and the others, they would probably be so happy that they would be so grateful that they would be grateful. However, it was just for Fang Zichen, so it was not as practical as giving him two copper coins.

Fang Zichen recalled that Mr. Wu had given him a bullwhip before, and felt that this ancient man was really good at giving gifts, but he never failed to reach his heart.

Uncle Tang looked at him and explained: "Master Qin gave this to you specially. Do you like it?"

I like a hammer.

His eyes were very hot, and they landed directly on Fang Zichen's face. Fang Zichen smiled dryly and said, "I like it."

Brother Zhao asked them to move these gifts to the next room, pointed to several empty rooms, and let them choose for themselves. .

Except for the main room and Guaizi and Xiaofeng's room, the other rooms were almost the same. Aunt Feng and the others tidied them up and went straight to the kitchen to get busy.

After all, he was trained by a wealthy family. He didn't need to be told what to do at any time, he just did it himself.

Uncle Gangtang asked Xiaofeng and found out about their tastes and how many dishes they had cooked. He fried a chicken and brought it to the main hall.

There are fish, meat, vegetables, and a rib soup, which is a perfect combination of meat and vegetables.

Fang Zichen asked them to eat together. Uncle Tang said: "Thank you, Master, but this is unreasonable. I can just use it in the kitchen."

I guess he was used to following the rules, so Fang Zichen just followed them. He gave the two children chicken legs. He said to the good boy: "Son, your uncle and grandpa gave you a gift. Remember to write a letter later to thank him."

Although it is a courtesy, you should send something over, but this person has a big business and doesn't need anything. , Fang Zichen didn't know what gift to send in return, so he had to ask the good boy to write a letter to say thank you. After all, it's important to have an attitude and not to take things without saying anything. It's really unfair to do it like it should be. not good.

The good boy now has his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, grabbing the chicken drumsticks, and eating happily: "The good boy said to the west, I want to say thank you when someone gives me something. Mom just said, the beautiful uncle and the handsome grandpa really like to see the good boy write letters, He said that if you have time, you can write Duoduo. The beautiful uncle and handsome grandpa like to read it. Guaizi will write Duoduo to them later. Guaizi will replenish his energy now. "

" Well!" Fang Zichen touched his head. , and gave Brother Zhao a piece of middle wing, and casually took away the chicken neck in his bowl.

In the past, when he killed chickens, Brother Zhao always gnawed on chicken heads, necks, and feet, which were more bones and less meat. He said he liked to eat them, but Fang Zichen didn't understand them at first. He just thought it was true. Now he understands.

Brother Zhao looked at him: "Husband?"

"Now the family is not short of money. You can eat whatever you want. I will work hard to support you." Fang Zichen said. He had a sense of responsibility in his heart. Brother Zhao was pregnant again, and he was about to have another baby. He looked at the good boy who was munching chicken. If the little one was the same as the older one, he could make it. Then he has to work hard and make more money, otherwise he will become pauper sooner or later if he only has two or three chickens a day.

Brother Zhao felt warm in his heart, and a sweet smile appeared on his face.

Although his family is not very wealthy now, there is indeed no shortage of money. He is used to it and always wants to leave the best to his husband and son. In the past, Fang Zichen was careless and didn't pay attention, but now...

Fang Zichen is serious He buried his head and picked out the fish bones in the small plate. From the side, the straight bridge of his nose was very beautiful and pleasing to the eye. He could eat two more bowls of rice just by looking at it.

The more Brother Zhao looked at it, the more he liked it. As expected, he personally ran to Qingxia Town to chase the person back. Fang Zichen pushed the picked fish over and said, "Eat it."

Brother Zhao's nose became sour: "Husband, you are so serious to me. Okay."

"That's necessary!" Fang Zichen puffed up his chest: "A good man doesn't live in vain."

Two more bowls appeared in front of him.

Guai Zai and Xiao Feng were looking at him eagerly.

Fang Zichen picked up a piece of green vegetables for each of them: "...Go, go, go, let's go."

"Yo~" The good boy wailed and ate the green vegetables in one gulp: "What about father Simo? I have a new love. I forget about my old love, I only hear the new benevolence laughing, but I don't see the old benevolence crying."

Chapter 330

Fang Zichen: "..."

What is old love?

This damn kid really talks nonsense.

The good boy didn't even finish the meal. When he saw Brother Zhao was about to take off his shoes, he quickly picked up a few pieces of meat and ran out holding the bowl.

Brother Zhao didn't chase him. When the bowl of rice was finished, his son would fall into a trap.

Fang Zichen was afraid that he would be angry: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. My son is young and ignorant. I will educate him later."

Brother Zhao gave him a sideways look: "You also said that it's not all your fault."

Fang Zichen: " ······"

Why blame him again?

Just now she said that husband, you are so kind and smiled shyly at him, but now she glared at him again.

Sure enough, this guy's flip-flops were like flipping through a book, so fast that people were caught off guard.

After eating and resting for a while, Brother Zhao found some clothes and urged Fang Zichen to take a bath. Fang Zichen habitually closed the door and stood by the tub. He had just taken off his clothes when he suddenly paused and said, "Who?"

Uncle Tang was lying on his stomach. He opened the door and squinted one eye to look at him through the crack.

Fang Zichen's head was buzzing and his face turned dark.

This is disrespectful.

Uncle Tang had a strong psychological quality. He didn't panic at all when he was discovered. He opened the door and stuck his head in: "Master, it's the old slave."

Fang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you doing?"

"Old slave just wants to use the young master. No need to wait," Uncle Tang said.

Wait for him to wash his butt?

Fang Zichen choked his neck and said, "No need."

"Oh, the old slave will leave first."

His eyes were clear, without greed or desire, and he didn't look like the kind of person who wanted to climb into bed, so Fang Zichen didn't take it seriously . But who would have thought that in the next few days, Uncle Tang would always peek at him, either when he was taking a bath or when he was going to the latrine, and his ghost lingered, which frightened Fang Zichen.

As the saying goes, among the seventh-rank officials in front of the prime minister's door, Grandma Feng and Uncle Tang represent the old lady Qin and the other represents the young master Qin.

When they go out, even a third-grade official like Zhao Song has to give them face. If there is a slight disturbance in the capital, the people above them will know it instantly.

On the second day after Nanny Feng and the others arrived, Zhao Song went to find Fang Zichen when he was off duty and said that he was sent here and regarded you as the new master. Although he said this, it was the Qin family who came out. Yes, the two of them have served the Qin family for decades. They have worked hard without any credit. The Qin family sent them here because they really love my little grandson and they really value him. Don't neglect him. What happened? The Qin Mansion must stand up for them.

The Qin family specially sent these two old servants here, firstly to show their trust, and secondly to show their attitude.

After Guaizi came back from Hengyang, he had been writing letters to Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing. Most of the letters were sent by the escort agency. They were very expensive, so he only wrote one or two letters. Guaizi felt that it was not cost-effective, so he wrote a bunch of them every time. The details include how many buns he ate in a day, how many farts he made, how many times he went to the latrine, and how many streets he was chased by Brother Zhao with a wooden stick. The same goes for Li Xinyi.

Meng Ruqing's eyes turned red when she received the letter. She felt that Fang Zichen was powerless and would be unable to move forward in the capital. Even the good boy was bullied. After thinking about it, he decided to send someone to support him.

However, Qin Hengxuan stopped him and said that they had only had contact with Brother Zhao and Guaizai. These two people were of good character, but it was not yet known what Fang Zichen's character was. If he had bad character, he would send someone over rashly. If people do evil in the name of the Qin family, won't the Qin family's century-old reputation be wiped out?

Meng Ruqing thought about it and sent secret guards back to Beijing to investigate.

The secret guard stayed in Beijing for a month and reported after his return that after his secret investigation, Fang Zichen, apart from being extremely stingy, had a good appearance and was not a bully. The master could rest assured.

Qin Hengxuan frowned: "Extremely stingy?"

"Yes."

"How extreme?"

The secret guard told the truth that he had seen Fang Zichen cut off half the sky-high price many times from fellow bun sellers, just to save a penny, and they had a friendship with each other. When Mr. Li was attacked, he only sent two kilograms of meat.

As long as you have good moral character, being stingy is not a problem, so Meng Ruqing sent someone.

In the past few days, some colleagues in the Hanlin Academy, and even the old man with a third-grade bachelor's degree who had been very cold towards him before, were polite to him and said they wanted to treat him to a meal.

This Qin family is really incredible.

But if this old uncle has any bad habits, no matter what his background is or how capable he is, he can't keep him. He, Fang Zichen, is a strong-willed man who is not afraid of being shattered into pieces and wants to remain innocent in the world.

Grandma Feng also discovered Uncle Tang's "abnormality". Seeing that Fang Zichen seemed to be almost unbearable, Grandma Feng asked Uncle Tang while she was busy in the kitchen: "What's been going on with you lately?"

Uncle Tang never married and stayed with Meng Ruqing. , is it... The two brothers have no future, but now, Nanny Feng has been thinking very hard these past few nights. At this moment, she said seriously: "Master sent us here because he trusts us. Don't be confused. What's more, your age is not suitable for the young master."

Uncle Tang almost cut his hand with the kitchen knife when he heard this: "Sister Feng, what do you mean?"

Mother Feng looked outside and saw Brother Zhao and the two children. She was not at home but went to the store. It was very quiet in the courtyard. She said: "You have been... these days..."

Uncle Tang realized what he was doing and said first, "Sister Feng, you misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? I didn't understand . I saw it."

Uncle Tang sighed: "I just want to see the young master's butt."

Aunt Feng shook her hand and the half-washed cabbage fell back into the basin.

This, does this mean she misunderstood?

Her mouth was dry, and she tried to persuade Uncle Tang to rein in the situation: "Xiao Tang! Although the young master is indeed outstanding, you have too many eldest young masters. You are not suitable. Moreover, I see that the young master and the master are very close to each other. Qian'er Dali went to pick him up and said that he saw the old man, the Minister of Household Affairs, saying that our master was pregnant. He was afraid that it would be inconvenient to serve him, so he wanted to introduce someone to the young master. The young master even scolded him away. If you really did something, what would happen? The young master is unhappy. Others would not embarrass us for the sake of the Qin family, but I think if the young master is really angry, I am afraid that if the old general is here, he will dare to fight, so you..."

Uncle Tang couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister Feng, you really misunderstood. I just think he is very similar to Young Master Meng."

There are many similar people in the world, but to this extent, Uncle Tang really has to doubt him.

Aunt Feng asked: "Then what does this have to do with you wanting to see the young master's butt?"

"Back then..."

Meng Ruqing was born prematurely and suddenly. She was still on the road at the time, so the elite soldiers stopped and set up camp. , I don't know whether it was because the child was too big or for some other reason, but the child just couldn't be born. At that time, I took two midwives with me on the road. I saw that Meng Ruqing had lost her strength and was about to die. The birth canal was only slightly opened. Who is Meng Ruqing? , and the identity of the child in his belly, the midwife knows best. Regardless of whether it is an adult or a child, if there is the slightest mistake, her life will not be saved and she will immediately go to hell.

She rolled her eyes nervously and fainted. There were not enough manpower, so Uncle Tang was forced to take over. It took until midnight before the baby was finally born.

But no one was happy at that time, and they were stunned and forgot to cut the umbilical cord, because the baby didn't cry after being born, and his whole body was bruised. The midwife was covered in cold sweat, and she said in a trembling voice that the amniotic water had broken for too long, could the baby be... ···

Under normal circumstances, babies will cry after birth.

Uncle Tang didn't believe in evil, so he picked up the child and slapped it twice on his butt.

The child cried immediately after being beaten.

He spanked the child and remembered that there was a cloud-like black birthmark on the child's buttocks.

As servants, they have no status and cannot even look directly at their master's face, but no matter how much status they have, they cannot look into such a private place. What's more, he is a brother. Although he is old, he can't look into it. An old man is also a brother, and there are differences between men. How could he say something like this to Fang Zichen: "Master, can I take a look at your butt?"

Asking Fang Zichen directly, he didn't have eyes on his butt, so he thought of asking Brother Zhao, but Brother Zhao couldn't explain clearly.

It's really unclear. Although the couple has done everything that is not shameful in the past three years, they mostly use traditional positions. Occasionally they play some tricks, or when Fang Zichen changes clothes, Zhao Geer's eyes are always controlling. The eyes couldn't help but focus on his lean upper body and his charming face. He wouldn't look at his butt. Most of the time, Fang Zichen would only sleep with his upper body naked.

Brother Zhao knew why he asked, but Fang Zichen came from another world, and there was no way he could be the missing child of the Qin family. Uncle Tang refused to give up and begged him to help take a look. Brother Zhao had no choice but to ask Fang Zichen to take off his clothes at night with a red face. Pants.

Fang Zichen also refused righteously: "You are pregnant now. Although you are three months old, you know that I am a man and a tiger. If I accidentally hit my baby's head when I go in, I will be dented." It's not good... Oh, fuck, don't pinch me! It hurts, it hurts. Let me go,"

"I want to see your butt."

"Look, don't talk about your butt ." , you just want to see my cock, I beg you to let go first. "

Fang Zichen's ass is all white and there is nothing.

Uncle Tang was disappointed for a while when Brother Zhao said no, but seeing that Fang Zichen and Meng Ruqing had exactly the same eyebrows, even some expressions and preferences, he couldn't help but want to see it with his own eyes.

"You think too much." After hearing this, Nanny Feng sighed: "The old lady has secretly sent someone to investigate."

"Really?"

"Yeah!" Nanny Feng said.

The results of the investigation were naturally the same as the information Xia Jinghong received.

Although it doesn't matter, Guaizi has been living in the house for a few days. It's hard to say whether it's because the husband is just like Aiwujiwu or something else. Mrs. Qin also loves him very much. After all, Guaizi is small, but he is. She can talk about anything, sing, dance, and make people laugh, which makes people like her.

"Don't peek at the young master again in the future." Aunt Feng said, "Otherwise I'm afraid that the young master will hit you, and the young master looks like the master. Even if the young master is not from overseas, it doesn't mean anything. Maybe it's the Meng family and the Meng family." Where's the old lady?"

Uncle Tang nodded and sighed: "Since the old lady sent someone to check, it must be because I was overthinking it." When he took

a shower at night, Fang Zichen couldn't help but feel relieved when he didn't see Uncle Tang peeking again. After taking a breath, he went back to the room and told Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao was folding his clothes and said, "I told him that you don't have a birthmark on your butt. Aunt Feng must have talked to him about something, so he won't do it again." Peeped."

"Birthmark?" Fang Zichen frowned.

Seeing that he looked wrong, Brother Zhao also stopped: "What's wrong?"

Fang Zichen scratched his head and pulled over some clothes that had not been folded: "It's nothing, I just think Uncle Tang is really thoughtful. Some of the birthmarks are It will disappear."

Brother Zhao was startled: "Will the birthmark disappear? There was an old man in our village who passed away before you came, but I saw him and there was a red birthmark on his face. , I heard from Uncle He and Uncle Liu that he had it since he was born, and the birthmark is still there until his death!"

"Some will not disappear, but some will," Fang Zichen explained: "It's like Mongolian spots. Birthmarks are usually gray or blue, look like a bruise, usually appear on the buttocks, and usually disappear before the age of two. My mother said that I had one when I was a child."

Brother Zhao suddenly raised his head, his eyes were blazing, and he couldn't breathe. It started to feel rapid, and I didn't dare to take a breath.

Fang Zichen said: "Don't look at me like that! Even if there are, Uncle Tang said they are black. Most black birthmarks will not disappear on their own. Mine is blue. Besides, others don't know how I got here. You How can you not know! Uncle Tang is too good at thinking. "

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Chapter 331

Fang Zichen's clothes were folded in a nondescript manner. Brother Zhao pulled them back, took them apart and folded them again: "It's not Uncle Tang's fault! After all, you and Uncle Meng are really similar."

I remembered that I went to Suping Town with Yang Mutao to visit. My child, he met the Qin family's army on the road. When he first met Meng Ruqing, he thought he was Naruto. Such a resemblance was indeed rare. Fang Zichen started thinking: "Do you think he could be my previous life or something?"

Brother Zhao couldn't help but roll his eyes. His husband was really thinking like his third brother. Just as he was about to say something, he heard him continue: "But it shouldn't be the case. I can count three thousand years ago, but there is no one." There is a brother in the dynasty! Oh, I don't think about it anymore, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, it's too much to think about,"

Brother Zhao said. And what Fang Zichen said makes sense.

Fang Zichen put his folded clothes in the cabinet, and when he turned around, Brother Zhao was already lying down.

The clothes he wore after his pregnancy were all made by the embroiderers of the cloth shop. They were just delivered to his home a few days ago. In order to wear them for a longer period of time, they were made a little wider so that his belly would not be obvious when he stood. Wearing only the middle coat, after lying down, the clothes stick to the belly, and the belly is somewhat obvious.

Fang Zichen leaned over and lay aside, touching his belly and frowning: "Brother Zhao, is your belly too big?"

Hearing this, Brother Zhao raised his upper body and took a look: "Is it big? "

It's a bit big." Fang Zichen has read a lot recently and knows what a three-month-old and almost four-month-old belly looks like. Although there is no unified standard, the swelling is generally not obvious at three months, and individual differences are large. , varies from person to person.

But no matter how different it is from person to person, it shouldn't be as big as Brother Zhao.

It didn't seem so obvious a few days ago, and now I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the more I look at it, the bigger it seems.

Brother Zhao had the same feeling when he heard what he said. When he was pregnant with his little boy, his belly wasn't very visible because he didn't eat well. It would be almost July before it became as big as it is now...

" Husband." Brother Zhao was a little panicked.

"It's okay," Fang Zichen comforted: "Maybe you ate too much today, you don't feel any discomfort, right?"

Brother Zhao felt it carefully, and he had eaten well and slept well these days: "No. "

That's okay."

Even so, Fang Zichen went to call Master Li the next day.

Aunt Feng and Uncle Tang comforted Brother Zhao by the bedside and asked him to lift up his clothes and take a look. When Brother Zhao lifted up his clothes, his belly was like a basin of water lying upside down. Both Aunty Feng and Uncle Tang had Speaking from experience, when Mrs. Qin was pregnant, Grandma Feng was already married. Not to mention that she was pregnant herself, but later she became a widow and returned to the Qin Mansion. When Mrs. Qin was pregnant with the second son of Qin, she took care of her. She knew best what a month was like, so naturally she noticed something was wrong at this moment. She couldn't help but feel sad, and secretly cursed herself for being careless.

Master Li came very quickly, and even Li Yisheng also came. When Master Li saw Brother Zhao's belly, he frowned and his face was solemn. When Fang Zichen saw him like this, his heart trembled, and his legs felt weak when he stood.

Li Yisheng supported him: "Hold on, brother."

Everyone in the room looked solemn.

Master Li took a pulse, and his eyes widened after a moment.

Good guy, can it be a little bigger? There are two in my belly.

Fang Zichen was stunned, and his voice couldn't help but rise: "Two?"

Master Li stroked the beard on his chin and smiled, and he was also happy: "Yes, twins are so rare, you are really lucky."

After receiving the affirmation, Fang Zichen He felt like two big mountains were pressing down on his shoulders, and his whole body collapsed instantly.

This is really the end.

In the future, the family may need six chickens, twelve steamed buns, and nine bowls of rice a day, and maybe not even one pot can be steamed...

Brother Zhao didn't understand his sorrow at all, and he touched his belly and was so happy that Uncle Tang and Feng Grandma was smiling from ear to ear.

It is not easy for me to have children. Most of the time, I only have two children in my life. As expected, this will be my last child in my life. Two children in the family are not a small number in the village, but for a wealthy family, two children are not enough. There are really few.

Two came out at once, which must be a blessing.

Fang Zichen's mind was spinning rapidly, and his abacus was clicking. As long as he didn't go to the restaurant to be slaughtered, a cock on the street outside would cost ninety cents, six would be more than five hundred cents, and a month would be eighteen or ninety taels, including the buns. , January 20th. If he could not afford to be underwear when he first came here, now... two people are raising him, and the belt does not seem to be too tight. Fang Zichen is happy again. stand up.

The good boy took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. He touched Brother Zhao's belly with his little hand and his eyes were bright: "Two brothers. Daddy, you are so annoying. None of the aunts in the village have given birth to two at one time. Daddy is better than me." They are all tired and can give birth like sows."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Everyone in the room suddenly became quiet, and then burst into laughter.

Brother Zhao directly pressed down on the good boy and slapped his butt twice.

The good boy felt extremely wronged, so Fang Zichen hugged him and went outside to the main room to get a piece of candy to comfort him.

"My dear, don't talk nonsense next time, otherwise your little butt may die young."

The good boy licked the candy: "The good boy didn't talk nonsense."

In the past, in the village, he went to dig up insects and passed by . Outside the courtyard, I heard the mother-in-law scolding the daughter-in-law, saying that it was useless to give her a grandson after being married for so many years.

The wife retorted: "If you don't give birth to one, how can you be the same as that sow in the backyard? She has one litter in her life. If you want to have more grandchildren, let your son marry a pig! It can give birth."

The good boy listened . Once you hear it, you will remember it.

After the Zhao family got the news, they came over immediately. Shi Nianqi also brought the newborn baby. Everyone gathered around Brother Zhao and had a good chat.

"Two!" Zhao Yunlan said happily: "In our capital, the Huada family got a pair of twin grandchildren more than 20 years ago. They thought they had a three-day banquet. I didn't see any other families. "

Zhao Yunyue sat aside and said something rare: "Kill two birds with one stone. It's not easy to be pregnant. You can return two, Xiaoxu, you should be more careful.

" Nian Qi sat aside, and Fang Zichen took the opportunity to take a look at the child. He was quite cute, white and tender, with eyes as dark as grapes. She stared at Fang Zichen, and after a moment, she suddenly smiled, kicked her legs, and looked towards He blew a bubble.

Although a newborn baby is scary, it is still quite cute when it grows up. Fang Zichen suddenly felt that children were not scary at all.

Shi Nianqi hugged her and shook her twice: "Do we like your uncle, Xiao Niannian?" She asked Fang Zichen, "Do you want a hug?"

Fang Zichen shook his head. He didn't care, so he forgot about it.

The good boy was so happy after eating the candy that he took Nanny Feng out and said that he was going to buy chickens. He wanted to raise chickens for his younger brother to eat. The chickens he raised were the most delicious in the world and his younger brother ate them. You can grow taller immediately and play with him.

Grandma Feng brought him back and bought two.

The good boy returned home gloomily with the chicken in his arms. When he entered the kitchen, he saw Fang Zichen cooking. He hugged his legs and his mouth was so pouted that it could hang three bottles of soy sauce.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zichen immediately threw down the spatula and picked him up, furious: "Being bullied? What kind of bastard is he? Erpa told his father to see if he could kill him."

The good boy frowned and said, "No problem. !"

"What's wrong?"

"Mommy said our family is too small to raise Duoduodi chickens. Dad, I want to raise Duoduodi chickens." He clapped his fingers and said, "One for father, one for my brother, and two for my brother. Two for my younger brother, and six for my little brother, but my grandma only bought two for my little brother. "Two of them are not enough for him to eat!"

Fang Zichen touched his head. He knew that this boy loved raising chickens the most, and he was a good chicken raiser: "Father is going to look for a house tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. How about we buy a big one?"

"Okay!" The good boy became happy. , rubbed Fang Zichen's face: "Father loves the good boy the most~ The good boy has to raise many, many chickens."

They were so sticky, Uncle Tang looked on with amusement, and the good boy fell out of Fang Zichen's arms and hugged him The little bench came over and said that he would help Fang Zichen watch the fire.

He has experience in this job, and he doesn't mind the heat at all. In recent years, conditions have improved, and he hasn't become coquettish.

Uncle Tang saw that Fang Zichen was doing well, so he let him go.

The two thug heroes Dali and Xiaoli had no use for them, so they were arranged by Brother Zhao to help in the store and eat there directly in the evening.

Fang Zichen cooked a large pot of rice. Xiaofeng was talking with Brother Zhao when he suddenly smelled a strange smell.

I can't tell what it is, but it stings so hard that I sneeze.

In the evening, four dishes and one soup were served on the table. They tasted fragrant and looked very appetizing.

The good boy couldn't wait to pick up a piece of chicken. As soon as he put it in his mouth, he seemed to be unable to hold it, and the chicken fell from his mouth to the table with a pop.

Fang Zichen hit him on the head with chopsticks: "It's all hard work!"

The good boy's face changed.

Xiaofeng took a piece and spat it out as soon as it was put into his mouth.

Fang Zichen felt something was wrong, so he took a piece of it...

He rushed to the kitchen and rinsed his mouth, and when he came back he said with a dark face: "What kind of chicken is this? It tastes so bad."

Brother Zhao wanted to laugh: "I think, It's probably not the chicken's problem, you may have used vinegar as oil."

Fang Zichen's face changed slightly, his mouth pursed, his face a little embarrassed.

The Zhao Mansion sent many more gifts. Brother Zhao asked Aunt Feng to clean them up in the morning, while he took Guaizi and Xiaofeng out to buy some gifts.

Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing both liked literature. Brother Zhao bought two inkstones and ink ingots from the south of the Yangtze River in the bookstore, which cost more than four hundred taels.

Xiaofeng was speechless.

However, he has lived in the capital for more than half a year, and he also knows that things in the capital are expensive. The waiter also introduced the inkstone, there are dozens of taels, more than a hundred taels, more than two hundred taels, and they are all priced. .

This is a 'high-end' store, so there are no bargains.

Although Brother Zhao felt sorry for the money, he also knew what kind of flowers should be spent. The Qin family might not look down on the cheap ones, so he only wrote back to thank him. After thinking about it, he still felt rude and bought two more pounds for Mrs. Qin and the others. Cha Ye came back with the two children.

Go out of the alley and turn left, which is the escort agency. The good boy is already very familiar with it. When Brother Zhao came back, he was very tired, so he gave him some money and asked him to go alone. The good boy turned around and was about to leave. Brother Zhao grabbed his He grabbed his collar and warned: "Don't buy anything else randomly, do you hear me?"

Last time, Guaizi and Fang Zichen had a meal with Xia Jinghong. They thought the chicken there was delicious, so they bought one back. Wrap it in lotus leaves and take it to the Escort Bureau, saying that it will be sent to Meng Ruqing. The Escort Bureau was busy at the time and did not look at it carefully, so he put it in a small box and put a seal on it. It smelled before it was even halfway transported. The customer's goods, especially It was sent to the Qin family, and they did not dare to open it privately. They endured the stench all the way, and when they arrived in Hengyang, they rushed without stopping, as if they were eager to get rid of it, and handed the things to the Qin family's concierge.

The smell was soaring to the sky, so strong that it could kill a person, even a latrine that hadn't been cleaned for ten years. If it hadn't been for the name Fang Lanze, the concierge would have thought it was someone who had a grudge against the Qin family who was playing a prank.

Uncle Tang said something while chatting with Brother Zhao, otherwise Brother Zhao wouldn't know about it.

The good boy nodded and said Xidao Bird.

Xiaofeng followed him.

Brother Zhao rested for a while, called Uncle Tang, and asked him to accompany him to the dental shop to look at the apartment.

Fang Zichen was busy on duty, and when he was free, he didn't know how long it would take to find this house. It was really hard to find this house. He was still in good health at the moment, but when he got heavier later, he might not be able to help even if he wanted to.