My lord, you have to be good

Shen Zhian licked his dry lips, not intending to pick up on him.

Liang Zizhan put the sugar cake aside, stuffed the tofu brain into Shen Zhian's hand, "Drink some, I'll make medicine for you."

Shen Zhian took it, feeling a little hot, "I'll drink it later, I'll finish reading the student's article."

"The corners of your eyes are red, what are you looking at? If you feel hot, I'll boil the medicine first, and drink it together when it cools down."

Shen Zhian didn't say yes or no.

Before Liang Zizhan left, he stuffed the scroll into his arms, coaxed Shen Zhian to lie down, and rewrapped him in the quilt.

Shen Zhian pursed his lips tightly, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, clutching the corner of the quilt, he didn't even look at Liang Zizhan.

Liang Zizhan was used to his attitude, he didn't take it to heart at all, he took out the medicine package prescribed by the doctor with a cheap smile, held it up and said to Shen Zhi'an, "Mr. Shen, this thing smells bitter. "

Shen Zhian ignored him.

Liang Zizhan continued, "There is no sugar in bitterness."

Shen Zhian still ignored him.

"But guess what I picked when I went out to buy sugar cookies?"

Shen Zhian turned his head and glanced at him lightly, "What?"

"Pears!" Liang Zizhan said with a smile, "there are pears in the place Shen Xing told me yesterday. I went up the tree in 3 minutes and came down in 2 minutes. I picked a few juicy and big pears in the whole process. It took 5 minutes to be useless. how?"

"Nothing."

"..." Liang Zizhan was a little embarrassed, "Then I'll cook you a pear without rock sugar, and take it with medicine."

Shen Zhian let out a muffled hum.

It took Liang Zizhan half an hour to come in with two small pots, and called Shen Zhi'an as if coaxing a child, "Mr. , if you don’t believe me, come and smell it.”

Shen Zhian had already finished drinking the tofu nao, and was dozing off with half-closed eyes. Hearing this, he frowned, "No, give me the medicine. I'll take a nap after drinking the medicine. The next day I have to go to the mourning hall to observe my filial piety early in the morning, so there should be no delay."

Liang Zizhan felt a little helpless, he helped Shen Zhian to sit up, and gently fed him with a spoon.

Shen Zhi'an has lived such an old age, and has never been served by anyone like this. Now even his parted lips are stiff, and his bloodshot eyes are awkwardly watching his hand clenched tightly under the quilt, and his breathing is a little uncomfortable. comfortable.

After drinking the medicine, Liang Zizhan wiped his mouth for him, "How is it? Bitter?"

Shen Zhian hummed, "Not sweet."

Liang Zizhan chuckled, "The pear juice? Do you want to drink it?"

"what ever."

"Oh? Come with me?" Liang Zizhan teased him, "I said just suffer, don't drink."

Shen Zhian frowned, "I have no respect for my elders."

Liang Zizhan smiled indulgently, "Then I beg you to drink it, is this regarded as respecting the teacher?"

Shen Zhian narrowed his sickly eyes, "Pay attention to your attitude and tone of voice."

Liang Zizhan corrected his attitude obediently, and flattered him, "Mr. Shen, I was wrong."

Shen Zhian reached out to him, "Give it to me."

Liang Zizhan took a few mouthfuls of big pears from a spoon and fed them to Shen Zhian's mouth. Shen Zhian chewed and ate them slowly, and yawned.

"Aren't you leaving?" Shen Zhian looked at him with his back straightened.

"It's curfew outside."

"..." Shen Zhian bit his lips, "There is also a bedroom next door."

"But I think this bed suits me very well."

"..." Shen Zhian rubbed his temples, his face twisted into a ball, "You deliberately torment me, that's all, you sleep here, I'll go next door."

Liang Zizhan heard Shen Zhi'an's hoarse voice, his heart ached so badly, he stepped back hurriedly, "I'm going to the next door right now, you go to rest early."

Shen Zhian ignored him, turned over and lay down.

"The quilt is wrapped, and no one will help you cover it if you kick it."

Shen Zhian didn't say a word.

"When it's cold, there's no one to warm you up and put on a mattress."

Shen Zhian didn't say a word.

"If you feel uncomfortable at night, there is no one to take care of you. You'd better sleep until dawn."

Shen Zhian still didn't say anything.

"So, Mr. Shen..." Liang Zizhan pleaded, "I beg you to let me stay and take care of you, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well all night."

Shen Zhi'an lowered his head, stared at Bei Jian who had been thinking about half a cup of tea, and then hummed sullenly.

Liang Zizhan jumped onto Shen Zhian's bed almost happily.

……

It's night in the Liang mansion.

Li Zhouwen glanced at the sky outside the window, and sighed softly, "After living for so many years, this is the first time I don't come home at night, and I don't know what the two women in my family will be like."

Shen Xing's ears were sharp and he could hear clearly. He put down the snack in his hand and licked his lips, "You got married early, but why have you never had any children?"

"I didn't have a bridal chamber with them."

Shen Xing was startled, "Why?"

Li Zhouwen shrugged helplessly, "My father forced it on me, if I don't like it, I don't touch it."

"Then when you visit flower houses, you will always play out of fire, right?"

Li Zhouwen glanced at Shen Xing who was looking at him with his chin resting, "Master Shen, I just drink tea with the girls, I never take advantage of them, it doesn't matter if I'm hot or not."

Shen Xing pursed his lips, "You are still inexperienced."

"You have?"

"Then can I tell you? Just kidding!" Shen Xing pinched a piece of dim sum, and patted the place next to himself, "Come and taste it, I stole it from the small kitchen on purpose, Mr. Liang still has some good things at home."

Li Zhouwen stared at the greasy dim sum, "Well, if you eat more, you can grow some meat."

Shen Xing held the dim sum, "What? Fat?"

"Yeah!" Li Zhouwen smiled, "It feels good to pinch the fleshy buttocks."

"..." Shen Xing's eyes widened, and he looked at Li Zhouwen puzzled, "But I'm a man, who would pinch me?"

"I."

Li Zhouwen didn't think about it very carefully, so he blurted out. After he finished speaking, he looked at Shen Xing and stared at him with big eyes in shock, regretting that, "That...Master Shen...I...just farted, don't you ……Um……"

With a snack in his mouth, Shen Xing stared blankly at Li Zhouwen for a while on the seat. Just when Li Zhouwen felt extremely embarrassed and wished he could disappear from Shen Xing's eyes, Shen Xing suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand and pinched it while pinching it. He also frowned and said, "Does it feel good? Why don't I feel it?"

Li Zhouwen's mouth was parched, he looked away awkwardly, and agreed, "I think it's fine."

"Then I'll pinch you." Shen Xing stretched out his claws towards Li Zhouwen, and Li Zhouwen was so frightened that he almost fell off the stool, "Master Shen, don't...let's not make trouble, you haven't finished your snack yet."

"No trouble, let me pinch." Shen Xing hugged Li Zhouwen's arm and did not let go, "You stand up and let me pinch, okay? Master Li."

Li Zhouwen was ashamed, "Not good."

Shen Xing pursed his lips, preparing tears in aggrieved way, "Why do you want to deprive me of happiness?" He accused Li Zhouwen.

Li Zhouwen was dumbfounded by what he said, "How did you take it away?"

"You didn't let me pinch yours, but you clearly pinched mine a lot in the afternoon, and I didn't care as much as you did."

"..." Li Zhouwen was choked and speechless, "Then I'll let you pinch."

Shen Xing was happy now, and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Li Zhouwen: "..."

What a little ancestor.