After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

Pei Changjing controlled his emotions along the way, and when he pushed open the door to the front yard, he was his good-tempered tough guy again.

"Father!"

The little fat boy, holding the little cloth tiger given to him by his good friend, sat on the chair, looking at his father, a little helpless.

"My Lord, perhaps because of the hot weather, the young master has no appetite and has not had dinner yet."

The servants who were waiting on the side hurriedly greeted him and reported the young master's situation in general. Pei Changjing waved his hand, sent all the servants away, and then walked to his son and gently pinched his ear.

"Why don't you eat? If you don't eat, you won't grow tall. Then everyone else will be tall and strong, but you'll be like a weak chicken. How can you still go out and play with your friends?"

"What do you mean by weakling?"

Pei Xiaozheng had a strong curiosity about the words he didn't quite understand. His father smiled and sat on a chair beside him to explain.

"It should mean that I'm too weak and not powerful at all, right? Your aunt always thinks I'm a weakling."

"Father is not a weakling!"

The fat boy clenched his fists angrily, and his voice became several pitches higher.

"My father is the most powerful father in the world. No one can compare to him! Even more powerful than Kankan! He can pull out two toads at once!"

In order to prove the truth of what he said, he gave several examples in succession, which made his father, who was originally moved, suddenly have several black lines on his forehead.

"Alright, alright, it's enough for you to know that your dad is amazing. There's no need to give examples for comparison."

I don't want to be compared with a fat kid like Qianqian. And you know that I'm afraid of toads, you little bastard.

Pei Zheng became quiet again, quietly looking at his father, over and over again.

"Just tell me what you want to do. You don't need to steal anything in your own home. What are you observing furtively?"

"I'm not planning on stealing anything. Brother An An said that those who steal things are bad kids, but I'm not a bad kid!"

"Yes, my son is a good kid. Then go ahead and tell us, and then we can eat."

After getting his father's permission, the little fat boy nervously grasped the cloth tiger ears in his hands and opened his mouth several times before he uttered a few words.

"Father, did you have a quarrel with Mother? Is it because Brother Zheng was not well behaved?"

Children have the sharpest perception and can quickly tell that changes in the surrounding environment may indicate something is wrong. Even though Pei Zheng didn't know why, he first looked for the reason in himself.

Pei Changjing paused as he was carrying the bowl and chopsticks, and turned to look at his young son. The panic on his little face was so obvious, just like how scared he was when he first learned that his mother had died.

"Well, I did have some disputes with your mother, but it wasn't because of you. It was because we adults had different ways of dealing with some things.

A real man doesn't need to be afraid of leaving the inner courtyard. I asked you to move to the front courtyard because you have grown up. Many young men your age have moved to the front courtyard to study. Don't you still have your father with you? What are you afraid of?"

Pei Zheng had a lot of things he couldn't understand about his father's words, but he chose to believe them. So he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest with his chubby little hand.

He put the little tiger down and picked up his own bowl and chopsticks, smiling happily.

"I'm not afraid of moving to the front yard. I'm going to study and I'm going to be very powerful!"

The little fat boy mumbled a lot of things, then his chopsticks flew diligently over his favorite food, eating it with ah-ah-ah taste, it was so sweet.

Pei Changjing also smiled as he picked up his chopsticks to eat, his drooping eyelashes hiding the complexity in his eyes. He would never let Zheng'er live the same life as he did when he was a child, so let it be. In the future, keep a closer eye on Yang and leave a real mother for his son.

He took a long, bitter breath, his mouth tasted like chewing wax, and his mind was full of random thoughts. He always felt that he was unlucky, and that Shen Mufeng must have been right. He wanted to fight for the throne and become the supreme ruler, but he might end up being alone in the future.

Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking?

I have a father, a sister, a son, and a bunch of bad brothers. I won’t be alone!

The weather was very hot in the following days, but Pei Laoliu was quite calm. After several days of being cold inside and hot outside, a heavy rainstorm cooled the temperature a little, and the much-anticipated national competition was finally about to begin.

Chu Chi was kept at home for several days, waiting and waiting, and finally she waited for the great opportunity to earn money for the family business.

"Father, I want to participate too!

What do you want to compare?

I know it all, I understand it all!"

He rushed to his father excitedly, his hair flying in joy. Haha, that's three hundred thousand taels of gold, more than all her family property combined! If she missed this opportunity to pluck the hair, she would never forgive herself in her entire life!

The emperor's hand trembled as he flipped through the treasury account book. He was definitely shocked by the confidence of his silly girl.

This time, the Minister of Revenue used his family fortune as a bet, hoping to get something back. If I dare to send Dai Xiaoqi to the competition, I guess Lao Mo will be hanged in the Golden Palace.

"No, Xiaoqi, why don't we just sit aside and watch the fun? Don't worry, the birthday gifts that the emperor promised to give you will not be reduced in any way. You can ask someone to come to the palace and take them away later."

Anyway, all the gifts came from his treasury, so he could give them to whoever he wanted as a father, and no one in the court could say anything. What father wouldn't be partial? He didn't steal from the treasury to support his daughter, so he was justified.

"I don't want your birthday gift anymore, I'll give it all to you!"

Ok?

When did Ba Jiahu become so easy to talk to?

The emperor hadn't even finished drawing the question mark on his forehead when he heard his daughter continue with a tone that said, "I'm so generous, you're so lucky."

"I just want the three hundred thousand taels of gold!"

With a "bang", the account book fell innocently from the emperor's hand and hit the imperial desk with a dull thud, which made the emperor's eyes widen.

Good fellow, there is an old saying that thieves are more likely to covet something when you have it in your hands. The Minister of Revenue and I haven't even gotten this thing yet, but Dai Xiaoqi has already coveted it?

"Haha, you really wronged my son. Don't you think your 300,000 gold is too little? Otherwise, why don't you also take the 1,000 Ferghana horses with you?"