The Zombie Book Boy

went upstairs.

In the flower hall of the front yard, Pang Youjiao took his son's hand and looked up and down: "I heard from the steward that you were ill a while ago, how are you doing now?" After running around for a few days before the new year, all the filial pieties in the county have been arranged, At any rate, he arrived home in the middle of the night last night, woke up early this morning, looked at the bustling courtyard, and suddenly realized that he hadn't seen his son Yuan Bao for a while, so he hurriedly asked someone to come over.

Although Pang Zhu was brought up by his nanny before, but Pang Youkao only had such a son, which is rare, and he would visit him several times a day, but after he entered school, he seldom visited him, and it was not half a cent short. Only recently there seems to be some difference.

Although he felt slightly uncomfortable, but with Pang Zhu's temperament, he didn't say much, he just said: "Father, Yuanbao is ready."

"That's good, that's good!" Seeing that his son was as affectionate to him as usual, and didn't complain because of his negligence these days, Pang Youpao made up his mind.

The father and son talked happily for a while, and then a girl came to report that the little grandma in the backyard was not feeling well.

Pang Youkao heard this, although he was worried, but he couldn't leave his son alone, just when he was about to refuse, he heard his son say: "Father, go, don't make me wait too long."

Pang Youkao laughed loudly: "How do you know it's my younger brother?"

Pang Zhu thought for a while and said, "Yuan Bao wants a younger brother." In fact, he likes both younger brothers and younger sisters, but his father seems to prefer having a younger brother, so he said so.

"Yuanbao will be a good big brother in the future." Pang Youkao patted his son's head like he did when he was a child, and left in relief.

Pang Zhu didn't go with his father, but sat for a while before leaving. Thinking that he was going to be a brother in the future, a smile appeared on his face, and his steps became much lighter.

"Master Yuanbao", the criminal manager stood under the porch, apparently waiting for him.

Pang Zhu took a few steps to greet him: "Grandpa Xing"

"Hey, your body is just right, but you have to walk slowly." The criminal manager's old face was wrinkled with a smile. This is the child he watched and grew up since he was a child, just like his own grandson.

"It's not in the way," Pang Zhu didn't care. He was not a three-year-old child, and he could still fall while walking.

The grandfather and grandson chatted a few words, and the criminal manager suddenly sighed and said: "Master Yuanbao, the nanny has been gone for a long time, and I have to find a woman to take care of this Xiyuan. When spring comes, Grandpa Xing will help you." See what suits you, okay?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Pang Zhu fell silent, and after a while he said: "Grandpa Xing, Yuan Bao can take care of himself, besides, he still has money and ingots."

"Those two little boys can also run errands and do odd jobs, and other things are useless." The criminal manager stared at him, then suddenly remembered the other thing, and asked, "By the way, the new boy is useful." Is it still in hand?"

Pang Zhu: "..." The question was asked so suddenly that he didn't know how to answer it.

"Why, is there something wrong?" The criminal manager saw that his young master's expression was wrong, raised his eyebrows, and showed a fierce look in his eyes.

Pang Zhu waved his hands again and again: "No, no, Bai Jia is fine." Apart from robbing him of food and bed, there was really nothing wrong with him.

The criminal manager still didn't believe it: "The young master is kind-hearted, don't cover it for that guy", for no reason, he just looked at the kid and didn't like it.

"No, no, no." Pang Zhu stuttered when he was nervous, and hurriedly wanted to leave: "Grandfather Xing, if nothing happens, Yuan Bao will return."

The criminal manager didn't make things difficult for him, he closed the cloak for him, and said: "Be careful on the road, don't get caught in the wind again."

Pang Zhu nodded, without waiting for the criminal supervisor to say more, he walked away in small steps, watching the bright red robe disappear into the courtyard gate, the criminal supervisor couldn't help feeling sour, his young master was nostalgic, and he couldn't get close The people left him, this huge Xiyuan, I'm afraid there will be only a few of them in the future, but in other words, there must be something wrong with that new boy, otherwise, how could Master Yuanbao hesitate.

Just as he was thinking, a voice appeared diagonally: "Isn't this the supervisor of the Criminal University, why do you have time to stand here?"

Just smelling the smell of stinky feet, he knew who it was. The criminal manager didn't even lift his eyelids, and walked away quickly after wiping the person coming.

Steward Tian who was standing there let out a bitter 'pooh', spit out yellow phlegm, and cursed: "Old man, just wait and see!"

06

The nights are too long for nothing, and the days are short for things. The Spring Festival in the previous life has always been dull, and the food and drink are very messy. At this end, through the high courtyard wall, you can hear the sound of joy all over the place, even the cold wind Was picked hot.

At the beginning of the festive lantern, a woman came over from the front yard to pass on the message that today's reunion dinner is set up in the middle yard, let him go there early, and keep his eyes on Qian'er without leaving after talking.

Bai Jia felt strange, and swept the two of them back and forth.Seeing Qian'er drooping his head, he walked over step by step and called out: "Grandma Sangu"

Oh, it turned out to be a kiss!

The woman didn't respond, and directly twisted his ears: "Your mother came here a few times a few times ago and didn't see you, what's wrong? Are you still angry?"

Qian'er tilted her head and yelled, "No no no no!"

Most of the women and aunts in this house had thick hands, and their ears turned red when they saw that, Bai Jia and Zhuozi couldn't help but backed up together.

The mother-in-law refused to let her go, and twisted her hand a few more times before letting go: "Listen to Sangu's advice, go back and have a look, after all, it's your mother, even if she remarried", she finally let out a long sigh.

Qian'er rubbed her ears and bounced on the ground, after a few bounces, the cotton hat on her head fell off, revealing a shiny bald head.

Bai Jia was amused when he saw it: "Hey, why is it still a cucumber skin?" Seeing that he always wore a hat before, he thought he was afraid of the cold.

Dingzi replied in a low voice: "Qian'er was not yet thirteen years ago." It turned out that the custom here was not to keep hair before the thirteenth year.

Bai Jia understands that he is the biggest among the few in this courtyard, followed by spindles, Pang Zhu, and Qian'er at the end. Regardless of his young age, he is very clever in doing things. According to the words of his previous life, he is a young man who is old and mature. .

The hat rolled away all the way with a grunt, picked up the money, patted the dust, and said, "When the young master goes to the county school, I will go back."

"That's good!", the mother-in-law was satisfied, and she saw a smile on her face. Seeing this, Qian'er added it again: "Aren't the reunion dinners in the past all set in the front yard, why is it changed this year?"

"Why do you care so much?" The grandma laughed and scolded: "When the time comes, just eat."

Qian'er snorted a few times, then said nothing, turned around and went upstairs.

Spindle hurriedly shouted: "Hold down, don't disturb the young master's lunch break"

Qian'er rushed down and made a grimace: "I'll prepare clothes for the young master, do you two want to go together?"

Spindle shook his head: "No"

Bai Jia also shook his head. He had seen Pang Zhu's clothes cage. It was so red that it made people's eyes hurt. Although he sent new clothes a while ago, the style and color were not much different from before. This seemed to him It seems that there is really nothing to choose.

When Pang Zhu came down, he saw a boy bun wrapped around his head, a red ribbon with silver trim was coiled around the bun, and a silver lock hung between his neck, shining brightly, matched with the red all over body, like a jade plate. Face, just like a lucky boy.

"How?" Qian'er frowned proudly.

Spindle was very flattering, nodding repeatedly and saying it looked good, but Bai Jia responded indiscriminately, telling him that the clothes were nothing new, only that the little fat man should lose weight.

When the four masters and servants arrived at the hall of the middle courtyard, there was already a room full of children and family members, having tea and chatting together in twos and twos, looking at their attire, they should all be the grandmothers in the backyard, that is, Pang Youjiao's concubines.

Bai Jia followed Qian'er Dingzi and kowtowed one by one. The eldest grandma, the second grandma, and the third grandma all shouted down, except for a young grandma.

When she retreated to the side, Bai Jia couldn't help muttering: "It seems that I have to knock back alone later"

He didn't object to kowtowing or something like New Year's greetings, but the ones kneeling here and there were not his elders, and they were about the same age as his previous life, so he felt a little careless in his heart, and showed some impatience on his face: "Just Can't we finish the work together?"

What he said included everyone in the master's family. After hearing this, Qian'er thought he was talking about the little grandma in the backyard, and then replied: "She is very rich now, so she must come with the master." of"

After finishing speaking, I saw a group of maids and servants coming in at the door, surrounded by two people, one of them was a middle-aged man, with a thick face and a slightly fat figure, with a little woman in his arms, white silk with a pair of lapels, and a lotus color. The skirt is bright green and full of flowers, and the jewels and emerald jade are on the head. Compared with the others, the body is a little thinner. Needless to say, this is Pang Youjiao and his eighth concubine.

From the perspective of Bai Jia, the second-generation ancestor who has read all the prosperity, there is nothing amazing about these women. Fortunately, they are all natural, and they are quite comfortable to look at. It's just that he really can't appreciate the pairs of three-inch golden lotuses. , so he glanced hurriedly, recognized his face, and lowered his head.

But he didn't want to, his unintentional act happened to be reflected in the eyes of the criminal manager, which made the old man surprised: "So he still knows some rules?"

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys are just at the time when their hearts are sprouting. When they meet a beautiful woman, who doesn't want to look at them a few more times, especially those servants who don't see furtive eyes. Only this one is different. minus one point.

After all the parties met, one of the girls and servants left, and the rest withdrew. This time, Bai Jia didn't rush forward, but pushed the spindle out, and he and Qian'er went to the side room , There is a banquet set up there, which is specially prepared for the servants and servants.

The most indispensable thing in Pang's house is pigs, so this reunion dinner can also be called a pig-killing dish.From pig head meat to pig tail, from pig blood to pig skin, everything is prepared, bowls are stacked on a table, it looks like it was prepared early, and the heat is almost gone.

Bai Jia sat at this table of all ages