Chongxi little husband

Dialect stood up instead of drinking, "Are you going to Master's house? Then let's go." If you go later to catch up with others' dinner time, that would be inappropriate.

Zhang Ji obviously thought of this, so he nodded, "Then let's go, I'll go to Buzhuang with you later."

Dialect raised his head in surprise when he heard it, "Did you hear it all?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ji just smiled and responded, "I will accompany you whenever I have time from now on."

Dialect opened his mouth but didn't know what to say for a while, and finally just smiled at him.

"Let's go, the car is ready." Zhang Ji put his arms around his shoulders and walked out, Fang Yan didn't break free.

When I went out, I happened to see the shopkeeper Yang directing the shop assistants to carry the cloth and put it on the car, and saw two people coming out to salute.

"Master and Madam, everything is ready."

"En." Zhang Ji responded lightly, helped Fang Yan to let him sit in the car first, and then ordered: "We may come back later, you send someone to the small courtyard to clean up, and we will be there at night. Here's a break."

"Yes. Master and Madam, go slowly."

"Go back." After Zhang Ji finished speaking, he turned and got into the car, and the shopkeeper signaled a guy to hurry up and lead the horse.

Dialect sat down a bit for Zhang Ji, and peeked out through the gap in the curtain, "Will this make it more public?"

Ever since he learned how to drive a car, he basically drove it by himself wherever he went.

Zhang Ji, who knew him quite well, understood what he said at once, patted his hand reassuringly, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, and I'm afraid you'll have to get used to it in the future." Speaking in dialect, he asked cautiously, "Do you hate this?"

Fang Yan stared at him and shook his head for a while, "It's okay, it's just that I didn't turn around for a while."

Besides, if the business grows in the future, there should be some necessary ostentation, not to mention the current status of this person, we can't let others underestimate it, we are not exhausted.

Thinking of this dialect, I immediately felt relieved, "Is Mr. Su far away from us? Why don't you squint for a while too."

Zhang Jigang wanted to shake his head, but when he saw Fang Yan's concerned face, he nodded and leaned towards him, resting his head on his shoulder.

"Then I'll squint."

"Yeah." Dialect didn't doubt that he was there, and moved his posture a bit to make his pillow more comfortable.After all, he slept on his pillow all the way in the morning.

Originally, he was ready to numb half of his body, but the car stopped after a while, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice of the guy outside reminding him.

In the end, Zhang Jidan sat up calmly, asked the clerk to call the door, and then naturally pulled him off the station and waited beside the car until the people inside came out and heard their identities, and quickly led them in. The dialect was a little bit almost the whole process. stupid.

When the somewhat heavy door closed behind him with a slightly heavy sound, the dialect was brought back to God.

Slightly blaming the people around him, but unfortunately the person who received his gaze still calmly returned him with a gentle smile, dialect gritted his teeth secretly, intending not to bother with him for the time being.

Because the main hall has arrived.

Different from the houses in their village, the Su family's garden is more like a courtyard house, but the area is not that big.Of course, I didn't see the dialect of the pattern behind, but I just judged it according to the pattern of entering the main hall through the gate.

Old Master Su's dialect has also been met a few times, he is a serious and kind old man.Seriousness is very strict for scholars like Zhang Ji and the others. If one is not good, he will be punished with the palm of his hand. For this reason, Zhang Yi sees Master Su like a mouse meeting a cat. Excuse.

Thinking of Zhang Yi taking the initiative to say that he missed Mr. Su in order to follow him in the morning, Fang Yan couldn't help laughing, so he quickly bowed his head.

"Haha, so you are here, come in quickly." Seeing them, Old Master Su's serious expression immediately broke.

For others, it is generally a kind old man.

Mrs. Su next to him was also smiling, waving her hands repeatedly to signal Fang Yan to go forward, holding Fang Yan's hand to look up and down for a while, and said pitifully, "Look, I'm thinner again. Come here, don't stand still, hurry up." Sit down." After speaking, let him sit down beside her.

"You children just don't take a good rest and eat. Take a look, each of you has lost a lot of weight."

Mr. Su looked at the dialect and then nodded, but when he turned to Zhang Ji, his expression changed, "How can I not study hard? Don't think that you will start to be arrogant if you are admitted to a Juren. How can you be so arrogant?" Like a crucian carp crossing a river."

"Yes, master." Zhang Ji hurriedly replied respectfully, "I will continue to work hard and will never be frivolous. I will live up to my master's teachings."

"Yeah." Mr. Su stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction, his expression became slightly relaxed again, he hit the stick and began to give some dates, "But this time the exam is not bad, this time Mr. Gu and the old man have some friendship, you this time I also read the article I wrote, and it is not satisfactory..."

"Okay, master." Just after boasting, he couldn't help but began to criticize habitually, but was interrupted by the old lady.

Mrs. Su glared at Mrs. Su, and looked at Zhang Ji with the same kindness, "Ji'er, don't listen to your master today, he has this old problem, he is looking forward to your coming every day, once he comes, he will lose face again." Nagging, in my opinion, if step-er and Yan-er won't come to the house someday, let's see what you're talking about!"

"You... what do women know?" Old Mr. Su was punctured by the old lady's slapstick, and his face was a little uneasy, but he could only mutter something sternly.

Mrs. Su, who has been with him for most of her life, didn't care about this at all, she just ordered the scary people to bring snacks and tea, Zhang Jifangyan all lowered their heads and held back their laughter, not daring to disobey her at this time.

I didn't see it, but Mr. Su didn't dare to choke at this time~

Mr. Su failed again by pretending to be serious. It's not that he didn't see that Zhang Ji and Zhang Ji were snickering, but at the moment they were protected by his wife, and it was hard for him to brush his wife's face. It just doesn't look good.

Seeing that his wife kept ignoring him, he had to ask his disciples for luck.

Dialect looked funny, but it was hard to think about it again, so he said with a smile: "Master, don't be angry, this time we brought some tea leaves specially left for you by stepbrother, as well as our own wine. Give it to you and Mistress."

Elder Su's eyes lit up immediately when he heard it, "Oh?" He turned his head and looked at Zhang Ji with piercing eyes, "Where? Quickly bring this old man to have a look." As he spoke, he turned his head and asked the housekeeper to go down to fetch the things. The housekeeper quickly agreed and ran away down.

Zhang Ji accepted the words with a smile, "Yes, master. It is newly made by Yan'er. It tastes good and can also replenish the body. Both master and mistress can drink more."

Mrs. Su, who originally wanted to reprimand the master a few words, couldn't help becoming interested when she heard this, so she didn't stop Mr. Su.

"If that's the case, I'd like to try what kind of wine this is."

"The stepson and the others must have brought something good." Mr. Su looked at his wife and said, so don't keep restricting me from having a drink, do you hear me?That is tonic wine.

Mrs. Su glanced at Mr. Su, but did not speak, but asked about the situation of dialect silk and whether there was a new tea for that tea.

"New tea is being made." Dialect replied with a smile, raised his hand and smoothed the hair around his ears to cover up his guilty conscience. When he got up in the morning, Canbao suddenly felt awkward, and he hadn't spoken to him all day.

"During this period of time, there will be a batch of silkworms wrapping cocoons, and new silk will come out after a while. At that time, I will ask my step-brother to send some to the master and wife, and make clothes for the elder brother and sister-in-law."

Mrs. Su hadn't spoken yet, but Master Su put on a straight face and refused, "How can you be so wasteful! Madam, the child worked so hard to produce something, you can't accept it."

Mrs. Su also nodded again and again, "Master, I think so too." She turned to dialect and clapped his hands in relief, saying: "My child, Master knows that you are all good children, and you are filial to your master, but we don't lack These don’t need to be wasted on us, save some money and sell them, ah~”

Dialect Zhang Ji looked at each other and was about to say more when the butler came in with a tray in his hand, so the two had to stop.

"Master and Madam, here are the things."

"Hurry up, fill up quickly."

In the end, Mrs. Su was more impatient than Mr. Su, and she was the first to urge the housekeeper to bring it over.

Grandpa Su: "..."

The butler didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly poured it for everyone at once.

The wine cups of the Su family happen to be white, so when the translucent red wine is poured into it, it is very eye-catching.

Madam Su was full of surprise, just like those people in the village back then, looking at the liquid in the cup was inconceivable.

"This... is really wine?"

The wink was different from anyone he had seen before, but it did have the smell of wine, so it shouldn't be fake.

Unlike Mrs. Su who was too late to pick up the wine glass, Mr. Su was straightforward, took a sip as soon as he picked up the glass, smacked his lips, and then took another sip.

Mrs. Su and the butler had already downed a glass before they could stop her.

Although I trust what Zhang Jifangyan brought, I still feel a little uneasy seeing how much wine is like this, so Mrs. Su and the butler stared at Mr. Su without blinking, faintly rushing up immediately Rescue attitude.

Didn't you see that the old man has not moved for a while?

Finally, when the two couldn't help but move, the old man put down the wine glass with a slap, reached out and patted Zhang Ji's shoulder a few times, "Okay! Good wine!" He was about to ask the butler to continue pouring wine with a red face.

Mrs. Su breathed a sigh of relief, but she became angry in the next second. She snatched the wine jar from the housekeeper's hand with a swipe, and put it on her side, away from Mr. Su's position.

"Drink, drink, drink, you know how to drink! The children brought it so hard, and they didn't even take a bite of the food. You just drank it without saying a word!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the housekeeper hurriedly exited the door, and summoned the maid to tell her to hurry up and tell the kitchen to prepare meals.

Here, Mr. Su was also immediately cowardly. Holding his cup and smiling awkwardly, he silently put down the cup and signaled to the butler standing at the door.

The housekeeper hurriedly said that someone had already prepared it. Mr. Su turned his head and looked at Zhang Ji and the two of them, and said with a slightly awkward face: "Let's have dinner at home today. It's rare for you to come. Your teacher's wife is old It's on."

"Yes, master and wife." Zhang Jifang replied in unison.

Old Master Su coughed, stood up with his hands behind his back, and said again: "Then step-son, you can go to the study with the old man to test what you have learned recently, and Brother Yan will talk to your teacher-wife?"

"Yes."

Zhang Jiying patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, then got up and followed Mr. Su to the study.

The author has something to say: go to the second round~