I have the beauty of the villain's love

The two of them were talking, when Zhou Yong ran in from the door, before anyone saw him, the voice came over, "Yaoer——"

Zhou Lang turned his head, "Father!"

Xie Yinghuai stood up straighter.

Zhou Yong ran all the way in a hurry. He was born white and fat, and his forehead was covered with sweat. "I heard the servant said you are coming back." After he finished speaking, he saw a person standing beside Zhou Lang. After knowing who it was, she was about to kneel down with her clothes on her hem, "Hey, Mr. Xie Xiaohou is also here!"

Because of Zhou Lang, Xie Yinghuai was very concerned about everyone in the Zhou family. Seeing that Zhou Yong wanted to salute, he stopped his arm and prevented him from kneeling down, "Master Zhou is in such a hurry."

Zhou Yongzheng was about to answer, but Zhou Lang was the first to speak, "You wipe the sweat off your forehead first."

Hearing Zhou Lang's reminder, Zhou Yong pinched up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I ran too fast too, those bearers are really not worth it, I'm in a hurry to come back, but they insist on slowing down." Hot."

As soon as Zhou Yong finished speaking, the servants who accompanied him rushed back.

There are mostly old servants in the Zhou residence, and Zhou Lang knows the root and the bottom. He saw that Zhou Yong was much fatter than when he left home, so he said, "It's not that they are slow, it's you...Father, I told you to eat less, you see You." But he knew there were outsiders, so he restrained himself from saying too much, and only sighed.

Zhou Yong was used to suffering when he was young, and he slowly made his fortune after he got Zhou Lang's son. Regarding Zhou Lang's words, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was obedient, "Yaoer, you also know, how can father control..."

Zhou Lang was really worried for Zhou Yong. Not only was he addicted to wine and sex, but he couldn't control his mouth. Now that he was middle-aged, he often complained that his waist was sore and his legs were weak. He was really afraid that Zhou Yong's body would not be able to afford it in the future.But in front of Lord Xie Xiaohou, he always wanted to save face for Zhou Yong, "Stop talking about that."

Zhou Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and thought that Zhou Lang hadn't come back for half a year, so he couldn't help complaining, "Yao'er married a daughter-in-law, so he forgot about his father, and he doesn't come back often."

Zhou Lang originally wanted to tell Zhou Yong that he and Linghuyin had gone to the frontier, but he was afraid that Zhou Yong would be worried, so he wanted to be vague, "I'm a little busy. After I've been busy for a while, I'll go home and stay here for a while." It's over." He said he was busy with this period of time, after parting with Linghu Rourou.

Zhou Yong got Zhou Lang's promise, and immediately smiled.

But Zhou Lang's voice was still cold, "I'll take a good look at you when I come back. The aunt in the backyard is really getting worse and worse. She doesn't even know how to drag you around."

What those aunts say is ugly is that they are greedy for Zhou Yong's money, and they just want to do their best to get benefits from him, and they don't care about his health.Zhou Yong knew it himself, but he just couldn't control himself.

Xie Yinghuai was used to the way Zhou's father and son got along, so he didn't interrupt, just stood aside and watched Zhou Lang's annoyed look.

"Yao'er came back to take care of dad." Zhou Yong really missed Zhou Lang.When he was young, he ran all over the world doing business, but now he has settled down, he just wants to take good care of his family's youngest son.

Seeing Zhou Yong's appearance, Zhou Lang didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, so he sighed, "Oh."

Originally Zhou Yong wanted to complain about Zhou Lang not going home once in half a year, but when he saw Zhou Lang, he was full of worries, so he couldn't say anything else, "How is Yao'er living in the General's Mansion? How about Miss General, how about you?" OK?"

Thinking of Linghurou, Zhou Lang's eyes were complicated.

Zhou Yong is Zhou Lang's biological father, and he knows his pampered son best, "Yaoer, if you have endured hardship and feel that Miss General is not good, you should come back earlier—"

"father……"

Zhou Yong saw Zhou Lang come back last time, and seeing that Zhou Lang avoided talking about the matter with the general lady, he knew that his life in the general's mansion was not good, "Although father is a merchant, but through business, you can I got to know a lot of dignitaries. If it doesn’t work, Dad will send more things and ask the officials and lords for help.”

The Zhou family has been doing civil business, where did they get to know the rich and powerful.What Zhou Yong said, of course, was the people in the palace he knew after drinking tribute tea.

Zhou Lang originally wanted to question Zhou Yong why he wanted to be such a thankless imperial merchant, but seeing that he was doing it all for himself, he said bitterly, "Father, Rou'er treats me very well."

"Yao'er doesn't seem to have a good life like this." Zhou Yong saw that Zhou Lang had lost a lot, "I also heard people say that Miss General has a strong personality, and you have the same temperament as me, how can you suffer? live."

Hearing this sentence, Xie Yinghuai couldn't help but chuckle.

Zhou Lang felt a little embarrassed when he heard this laugh.

Xie Yinghuai looked at Zhou Lang, "It turns out that Zhou Lang's flirtatious temperament is inherited from Master Zhou."

Only then did Zhou Yong realize what he had said, but men love to be promiscuous, which is not a stain in his eyes, "Yao'er is not like me, Yao'er is good-looking, and she is a scholar, who doesn't really like those women?" Younger."

My own private affairs were revealed by my own father as if showing off like this, and I didn't feel it was too honorable, so I pulled Zhou Yong and stopped him from talking about it.

Seeing this little action, Xie Yinghuai smiled even wider.

Zhou Lang was like a duck to water among the women, and he was not at all ashamed when talking about the history of his love affairs in front of him.But in front of his father, the stiff one is a little...cute.

"Zhou Lang really likes women." Xie Yinghuai said with ambiguous meaning.

Zhou Yong couldn't hide his pride when he heard that Xie Xiaohou also praised his family's youngest son so much.But Zhou Lang pinched his arm, and he didn't dare to answer Xie Xiaohouye's words.

Although Zhou Lang was acting out, he still had a bottom line. His friends and father talked about how he couldn't get women to like such a thing. How he heard it felt awkward, so after pinching Zhou Yong, he glared at Xie Yinghuai again. With a glance, "Master Xie's words are really absurd. In this respect, I can't compare to Master Xie."

What a wonderful person Xie Yinghuai is, he knew Zhou Lang's attitude, so he never talked about his shortcomings outside to make him unable to step down. Now when Zhou Lang threw the talk at him, he didn't refute, just shook his head with a smile.

Among the women around him, Zhou Lang could not be seduced by anyone who caught his eye.Even he...

"Young Master!" Suddenly another servant came in from outside the door.

Xie Yinghuai raised his eyes and looked over, the smile on his face restrained, "What's the matter?"

"The princess asked you to find the Marquis's Mansion!" If it wasn't really urgent, the slave wouldn't come here either.

Xie Yinghuai was originally accompanying the princess to offer incense in the temple, when he heard Zhou Lang came back, he left the princess to look for Zhou Lang without saying a word, but unexpectedly the princess ran to his marquis' mansion.

Really annoying.

When Zhou Lang heard that she was a princess, and thought of Xie Yinghuai's identity, he understood it self-righteously, "Since the princess is here, Lord Xie Xiaohou should go back quickly."

Xie Yinghuai is 1000 million people who don't want to leave, but the identity of the princess is here again. Today's trip was arranged by the emperor, so he has to deal with it anyway, "Then I will go back first."

Zhou Lang still had a lot to say to Zhou Yong, and he wished he could send Xie Yinghuai away quickly, "Go, don't keep the princess waiting."

Xie Yinghuai heard that Zhou Lang wanted to drive him away, so he tightened his grip on the fan.

Being entangled with that Linghu Yin, how dare you drive me away now?

But now is really not the right time, he came here in a hurry today, he was unprepared for many things, after finishing dealing with the princess' affairs, coaxing Zhou Lang to write a divorce letter, he hid Zhou Lang in the Marquis' mansion.Thinking about it this way, Xie Yinghuai's mood finally improved a little bit, and he kept the calm look on his face, and left with the servant.

"Yaoer, then Lord Xie Xiaohou is really kind to our Zhou family, you have made a good friend." Only then did Zhou Yong remember the benefits of saying Xie Xiaohouye.

Xie Xiaohou is kind to the Zhou family, Zhou Lang already knew it well, but now, there are more important things, he scowled, "Father."

Zhou Yong immediately knew what he was going to say, "Yaoer, Dad remembered that there are still some things outside, so we can talk about it later."

"Don't go—" Zhou Lang didn't know that his father was treacherous and cunning in front of outsiders, so why would he be cowardly in front of himself, but he had even inherited this from Zhou Yong, "I won't read the account book, Call me all those people in the back kitchen."

"Me too... I didn't eat anything either." Zhou Yong's chubby face wrinkled into a ball.

There are no outsiders in the room now, and Zhou Lang didn't save Zhou Yong any face, he patted his stomach, "Didn't eat anything? You've become so fat without eating? I haven't been back for half a year, if I don't come back for a year , are you going to eat to death?"

"Yaoer, don't be angry—"

"Why am I angry, it's you and not me who will have high blood fat and high blood pressure when you get old!"

Zhou Yong couldn't understand the meaning of hyperlipidemia and hypertension. He remembered that when Yao'er was young, he would always pop up some words that he had never heard before, but after he grew up, he seldom said them again.Zhou Yong didn't read much, thinking that it was something only scholars knew, and he never studied it carefully.But he could also tell that his youngest son was concerned about him.

"Yaoer..."

"Humph."

"Don't be angry, Yao'er, I'll go outside and invite a master who makes vegetarian food."

"Humph."

"Yaoer." Zhou Yong saw that Zhou Lang turned his head and went around to the other side of him. Because of his fat eyes, his eyes looked small. Others said that he was born with a face of a profiteer, but in front of Zhou Lang, he looked like a smiling Maitreya Buddha. , "From now on, Dad will listen to you, just shut up, and you won't take a sedan chair when you go out." He held Zhou Lang's shoulder, "Don't be angry."

Only then did Zhou Lang's expression soften.

Zhou Yong breathed a sigh of relief, "Yaoer, I found two more aunts for you, and I will take you to meet them."

Zhou Lang is used to Zhou Yong filling the backyard. His mother died young, and Zhou Yong went to the house to marry one by one. In the past, he was afraid that Zhou Lang would feel uncomfortable, so he hid it, but Zhou Lang said, as long as he is happy , let him go.So now, when Zhou Yong marries someone again, he will bring it to Zhou Lang.If Zhou Lang didn't like it, he would be more indifferent; if Zhou Lang liked it, he would be more fond of it.

A large part of Zhou Lang's temper comes from Zhou Yong.

As long as Zhou Yong is happy, his dead mother will also feel at ease.Anyway, his family is rich, so it's okay for those women to marry because of money, and to accompany his father as a company.

Seeing Zhou Lang's acquiescence, Zhou Yong pulled Zhou Lang to sit down together, and told the servants, "Go and call Yun'er and Qingqing over."

Zhou Lang wanted to complain about his father's name.

"Yao'er, aren't you going back to the General's Mansion today?" Zhou Yong asked.

Zhou Lang, "I won't return."

"I'll ask the kitchen to cook some of your favorite dishes." Zhou Yong couldn't hide the joy on his face when he heard that Zhou Lang wanted to stay.

Zhou Lang stopped him from getting up, "It's just past noon."

"Then I'll get them to make lunch."

Zhou Lang had no appetite at all, "No, I've eaten."

Zhou Yong sat down when he heard that, "Yaoer."

"Say."

Zhou Yong just wanted to talk to him, "Yesterday I dreamed that your mother kissed you."

Zhou Lang didn't find it strange either, his father always dreamed about his mother.His mother has been dead for more than ten years, and countless women have been married in the yard, but Zhou Yong always dreams of his deceased mother.

"Every time I dream about your mother, something good will happen. No, I dreamed about her last night, and you came back today." Zhou Yong is indeed old, and he doesn't like to talk to Zhou Lang about his youth like before. What I have seen and heard in business, and I prefer to miss the past, "But it's also strange, when your mother entered my dream, it was always just me and her. Last night, I dreamed that he was holding you—that should be It was when you were born. A small ball, I was doing business outside at that time, and I haven’t seen you yet.”

Zhou Lang gave an 'hmm' to show that he was listening.

"Your mother also told me that if I marry a woman in the mansion again, she won't wait for me." After Zhou Yong finished speaking, he sighed again, "Your mother has been suffering with me for a lifetime, but please don't let me marry you." Wait for my next life."

"If you were so fat when you were young, my mother would look down on you." Zhou Lang said.

Zhou Yongzheng was about to refute, when two women came in at the door, saluting gracefully, with a voice like an oriole, "Master—"

Zhou Yong put away his soft appearance in front of Zhou Lang, and glanced at the two women in front of him.

Both women were born lowly, but they are very beautiful, and they are very good at observing words and expressions. They saw a handsome young man sitting with Zhou Yong, and when they were still secretly guessing their identities, Zhou Yong said to himself, "This is my only son Zhou Lang."

Zhou Lang respected the women in Zhou Yong's backyard, raised his hand slightly, "Two aunts, sit down."

He tried his best to climb Zhou Yong's high branch, but there are so many women in the backyard, even if Zhou Yong is doting on them right now, he can't stay with them for a long time, and the young and handsome son in front of him is the only famous man in Zhou's mansion. The son I met before, the master of the Zhou family from now on.The two women inevitably had other thoughts in their hearts.

Zhou Lang saw that these two women were slender, much more attractive than the plump women in the backyard, and then took another look at Zhou Yong, and made a decision.

Seeing that Zhou Lang's gaze had been on them, the two women's faces turned crimson.

"How does Yao'er feel?" Zhou Yong wanted to ask Zhou Lang what he meant.

Zhou Lang nodded, "Both aunts are beautiful."

After receiving Zhou Lang's compliment, the two women became more and more shy.

"Two aunts." Although Zhou Lang has no morals to speak of, he has never touched a woman of his father's, and now that he is married, there are not many women who really have a sincere heart for his father. In the relationship of nurturing, everyone takes what they need, "I want to trouble you with something."

A woman in green raised her head and said softly, "Young Master, just say it."

"I would like to ask you to take my father for a walk in the garden more often in the future." Zhou Lang didn't expect Zhou Yong to have any self-discipline ability, so he could only rely on external forces.

The two women did not expect Zhou Lang to make such a request, they looked at each other and agreed.

Zhou Yong just asked Zhou Lang to take a look, and after hearing what Zhou Lang had said, he sent the two women away. When the two left, he became downcast again, "Your son just doesn't believe me?"

"It's because I trust you so much that I made you fat into a ball."

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small theater:

Linghurou: Zhou Lang is mine

Xie Yinghuai: [Press her head and push her back] This is a Tanmei novel, you should cool off

Linghuyin: Zhou Lang is mine

Xie Yinghuai: [Continue to press] Generals have the BUFF of dying in battle, don’t you know?

Nanfeng Ci: Zhou Lang is mine

Xie Yinghuai: [Indifferent] Just dance, you can't dance in a small theater anyway