You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

In the spring of the seventh year of Pingchu, it has been more than half a year since Fu Tian brought the two children back.

In the past six months, it finally rained in the long-drought state of Chu. The continuous patter of rain moistened the land that had been dry for a long time.

But the devastation left by the disaster still needs time to be resolved. Chu Fengyuan used all the money donated by Fu Tian for disaster relief. All officials who were passive in disaster relief were dismissed after verification. They also spontaneously began to organize people to help themselves, and many disaster relief policies promulgated by the imperial court were quickly implemented.

After half a year of recuperation, although the severely affected counties and counties have not yet fully recovered, the people can still breathe a sigh of relief.

As the capital, Qingyang has long since returned to its former prosperity.

The only difference is that the West Market, where only ordinary people used to go there, has changed, and it has become more lively than the East Market, where dignitaries and dignitaries gather, and in the bustling center, the Fujia Rice Shop, the staff in charge are so busy that they don’t touch the ground. , and the business along the entire West Market is much better.

From the time when the plaque of "Dachu Imperial Merchant" bestowed by the imperial court was sent to Fujiamipu, the word of mouth accumulated before Fujiamipu spread among the people almost instantly, word of mouth, and became famous for a while, attracting Businessmen and dignitaries from all over the country went to Fujia rice shop.

And Fu Tian, ​​the big owner of Fujia Mipu, took his two children to avoid Zhuangzi outside the city early.

In a few days it will be Chu Xiangtian's birthday. In my impression, since the two met, he has never given Chu Xiangtian a good birthday. On his birthday, either the relationship between the two was bad, or they were separated because of the war, so this Once, Fu Huang simply settled things in the shop in advance, and the family of four went to the village to hide.

The spacious carriage was walking on the official road, and Chu Xiangtian rode beside the carriage. The curtain of the carriage was raised, and Fu Tian and the two children sat inside.

The older, unsmiling one is Chu Zhan, who is 12 years old this year; the one sitting next to Fu Tian, ​​looking out curiously through the window is the younger Fu Changle, who is about eight years old.

When they were picked up back then, the two children were pale and thin, with unbelievable surprise and vigilance mixed in their eyes. Fu Tian felt sorry for them, so he tidied up the guest room where Chu Xiangtian lived and arranged it into two small rooms. The child's room - he originally wanted them to sleep in the same room, but Fu Changle was timid, so he decided to live with the two brothers.

Putting it by my side and taking care of it carefully for half a year, Chu Zhan grew like a repressed weed. In addition, he often went to the camp outside the city with Chu Xiangtian for training, and his stature had reached Fu Tian's shoulders. In a few years, this kid will be as tall as Chu Xiangtian.

On the contrary, Fu Changle is a bit worrying. He had been ill before, and he was also timid. He didn't gain weight, and his stature hasn't moved in the past six months. He looks like a five or six-year-old child.

Seeing that Fu Changle had been staring at Chu Xiangtian's horse in amazement, Fu Tian rubbed his head and asked warmly, "Does Changle want to ride a horse with father?"

Fu Changle turned his head, blinked his almond-like black eyes, his eyes sneaked towards Chu Xiangtian, and after a while, he lowered his head and said "hmm" in a small voice.

Fu Huang rubbed his head encouragingly, called Chu Xiangtian over, and nuzzled, "You take Changle for a run twice, it's rare for him to go out, and he hasn't ridden a horse yet."

Chu Xiangtian leaned over and brushed the broken hair on his cheeks behind his ears, then laughed lowly, and directly hugged the little girl in front of Fu Tian out of the window.

Fu Changle was startled by him, exclaimed in a low voice, and then tightly grasped his arm.

Chu Xiangtian laughed heartily, put the child in front of him, and patted his head as gently as possible, "Don't be afraid, look up."

Fu Changle hugged his hand, then raised his head in panic, Chu Xiangtian was not running fast, hugging him with one hand, holding the rein with the other, the horse galloped forward in small, tame steps.

This was a novel experience that Fu Changle had never had before. He gradually forgot his fear as he looked at it, and couldn't help but whispered twice, "Drive! Drive!"

Seeing that he was no longer afraid, Chu Xiangtian slowly increased his speed and led him for a lap before turning back to the carriage.

Fu Changle's cheeks were flushed with excitement, his almond-like eyes were sparkling, and he looked very lively. He stretched out his hand to gesture to Fu Tian and Chu Zhan, "The horse runs so fast! It's so-fast!"

He opened his arms and made a gesture, but felt that the description was not quite right, so he frowned in embarrassment.

"Daddy knows." Fu Tian hugged him into his arms and turned him on his lap. "There is still a pony on Zhuangzi. When we get to Changle, we can learn how to ride a horse with my brother."

Fu Changle immediately forgot what happened just now, and said happily: "Really?"

Fu Tian pinched his fleshy cheeks, "Of course it's true."

"I'll teach you how to ride a horse when the time comes." Chu Zhan, who was sitting next to him with a straight face and a straight face, also said.

"..."

The carriage rattled, and the family of four arrived at Zhuangzi before lunch.

The steward Zhuangzi got the news in advance, took people to the door to greet them, and arranged for his servants to take the carriage and horses down to settle down, and the steward himself led them to have lunch first.

The lunch is very rich, and the dishes that children like are specially prepared.

Chu Zhan is old and mature since he was a child, so he is not very interested in these things. He has a stern face just like Chu Xiangtian.

On the contrary, Fu Changle likes it very much, but although he is young, he has a sensitive mind and takes many things into account, so he restrained himself after eating two pieces and stopped eating, and instead ate other dishes. His eyes can't help but drift to the fish cake in front of him.

Fu Tian noticed that it was both funny and distressed, so he put a piece in the bowl for him, "Eat more if you like it."

Fu Changle pursed his lips, looking a little frustrated, "Master said, everything should be done in moderation, and you can't be ignorant of restraint."

Fu Tian sighed helplessly, and rubbed the top of his head distressedly, "You are still a child, you can be self-willed, and adults should be restrained."

Fu Changle let out an "oh", seemed to be convinced by him, looked at the smooth and tender fish cake in the bowl, and finally couldn't resist the temptation to take a bite.

……

The life in Zhuangzi is very clean and leisurely. Chu Xiangtian will box with Chu Zhan in the yard every morning. Chu Zhan is a natural good seedling, and he learns quickly. The moves Chu Xiangtian taught him are very standard. The only shortcoming It's just that he is too young and lacks strength.

Fu Tian and Fu Changle are lethargic, the elder and the younger always wake up later, usually Fu Changle, who is pleasing to the eyes, is taken to Fu Tian's house by the maid, and the father and son are lying by the window, looking lazily at the two father and son outside Punch.

After they finished their morning exercises, they washed up and went to eat together. At noon, Fu Huang either took a book to teach Fu Changle how to read, or told stories from the speech book to one big and two small.

Occasionally Chu Xiangtian would take them to hunt in the mountains, but usually it was Chu Xiangtian and Chu Zhan who fought, and Fu Tian and Fu Changle followed behind to count the prey, while thinking about what to eat for dinner.

After three or four days like this, Chu Xiangtian's birthday was getting closer and closer.

Fu Tian was thinking about what birthday gift to prepare for Chu Xiangtian, but he was a little absent-minded. Chu Zhan and Fu Changle ran out early in the morning, and they didn't know what they were messing with.

As soon as Chu Xiangtian came back, he saw him staring blankly at the window, looking out of mind.

Taking advantage of the absence of the two children, Chu Xiangtian leaned over and hugged him into his arms and kissed him, "Why are you in a daze?"

Fu Tian recovered, pushed him, and asked tentatively, "What birthday present do you want?"

Chu Xiangtian looked at him maliciously, gave a soft "tsk", and whispered a few words in his ear.

"..." Fu Tian's face turned red when he heard this, he opened his mouth to say something and then swallowed it back, comforting himself in his heart, there is only one birthday in a year, he thought... just, just let him.

Chu Zhan just came back from the outside and made a "shh" gesture to Fu Changle, and pulled him to hide behind.

On his birthday, Fu Huang got up early, and while Chu Xiangtian was punching, he went to the kitchen and made him a bowl of longevity noodles.

The golden-yellow noodles are long and rolled up in a circle, poured with rich chicken soup, covered with a candied poached egg, sprinkled with a little green onion, it looks delicious and delicious.

Fu Tian let out a satisfied breath, wiped his hands and carefully put the noodles on the tray and took them out.If you ignore the failed bowls of noodles in the kitchen, it is still very successful.

Chu Xiangtian had just finished punching, changed into light clothes, and took the two children to the main hall, when he saw Fu Tian walking carefully from the other side with a plate, his eyes were filled with a smile, "I don't see you early in the morning." Xingying, just ran to the kitchen to cook noodles?"

Fu Tian put the noodles on the table, bent his eyes and smiled, "Well, I made it myself, you can try it."

Chu Xiangtian picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and started eating from the beginning. When eating the longevity noodles, he couldn't break it. He had to eat it all in one sitting to get a good omen.

Chu Xiangtian finished the noodles and even drank the soup, and praised Fu Tian in satisfaction, "Madam's craftsmanship has improved again."

Fu Tian laughed, kicked him, and cursed "not serious" in a low voice.

When the dishes were ready, the family sat around the table to eat. Fu Tian and Chu Xiangtian drank together. Halfway through the meal, Chu Zhan and Fu Changle got up at the same time, each pouring a glass of wine to respect Chu Xiangtian.

Fu Huang's eyes narrowed immediately, and he moved the wine glasses in front of them, and taught: "You are young, don't learn to drink like your father."

Chu Xiangtian coughed, and the two little ones had no choice but to obediently raise their teacups again, and looked at Chu Xiangtian eagerly.

He smiled heartily, raised his glass and clinked with the two children respectively, drank the wine in the glass, and deliberately turned the bottom of the glass upside down to empty it, indicating that he had finished drinking.

Chu Zhan followed Fu Changle's example and drank the tea in one gulp.

Fu Tian looked at the father and son who were in harmony, and smiled and picked up a chopstick dish for each of them.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xiangtian, who smelled of alcohol, approached him suddenly, and whispered in his ear, "Where's your gift?"

Fu Huang's ears heated up, and the chopsticks almost fell to the ground in shock. He suddenly remembered what this man whispered in his ear yesterday.

"The gift I want...tomorrow night, come by yourself..."

The author has something to say: finally released the extra liver! !see you tomorrow qaq