Chongxi little husband

Zhang Ji of Zhangjia Village is now an official!

This news quickly spread in Ping'an Village and its surrounding areas, and temporarily overwhelmed the gossip about Zhang Jiaxiucai.

People were discussing:

"I have long heard that the Zhang family in their village has a child prodigy, and now...it really is true."

"The Zhang family? The one who was sick and stupid in his early years? Isn't he stupid?"

"Hey! You don't understand this, do you? He's got better a long time ago. He's only a few years old now, and he's already a magistrate."

"Hiss—the magistrate?!"

"Really or not? I only heard that he was an official, but I don't know what kind of official it is. Don't talk nonsense!"

"That's right! Isn't our county master still doing well? Or is he going to another place?"

"Why am I lying to you! I have a distant cousin who works here, and I heard it from him."

……

Regardless of whether it is true or not, people are always talking about it in their spare time, and they almost want to tell the story of Zhang Ji from childhood to the present.

And Zhang Jihe Fangyan didn't know about this, and they couldn't care about it now.

Ever since they received the appointment letter from the messenger, both of them were quite surprised.There were also speculations before, so it was somewhat prepared, but even Zhang Ji himself did not expect to let him be the county magistrate as soon as he came. He is too young, and I am afraid that he will not be able to suppress those old policemen.

Besides, the county magistrate here is not very good, when Zhang Ji took office...

After seeing off the policeman, Zhang Ji looked at each other in Fangyan, and then looked down at the book in Zhang Ji's hand together. Thinking of what the two policemen said before, Fangyan couldn't help but look up at Zhang Ji, with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Go the day after tomorrow... so urgent?"

Zhang Jiye frowned slightly, "Well, I'm a little anxious, and the master hasn't heard from me... Then I'll find out when I go and see, it's just at home..."

Fang Yan reached out to hold his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, isn't there me?"

But Zhang Ji still didn't loosen his brows, looking at him, he wanted to frown, because he couldn't feel relieved even if you were left at home.

Dialect quickly guessed what he was thinking, so he smiled again, his voice soft, "There is nothing to worry about, you see there are people at home at any time, why do you have to worry about something happening to me..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Ji raised his hand to cover his lips, blocking his words, with a sullen look on his face.

Fang Yan was not afraid at all, but even his eyes were filled with a smile, he held the finger on his lips in the palm of his hand, glanced around, then quickly raised his heels and sucked on his lips, "It's okay, Besides, our family has a car, so it is very convenient to go to the town."

Zhang Jixian was surprised for a few seconds, and quickly realized that he pulled back the retreating dialect, lowered his head and sucked back at the red lips that had sneaked up on him before, and kissed him for a while before letting go.

When they parted, both of them were a little out of breath, and Zhang Ji's eyes were even darker, and he quickly closed his eyes to suppress the rising desire.

The dialect also had some reactions.

After all, they are both young, and they are both young couples who have just started eating meat. They are also the most impulsive age. How can they change it if they want to quit meat and eat vegetarian food?

But Zhang Ji endured it anyway.The main reason is that since Dialect was diagnosed with pregnancy, Zhang Ji didn't pester him at night, and at most he just hugged and kissed him to relieve his greed.

The sudden suddenness of the dialect before was really the stimulus of a seven-level typhoon.Zhang Ji took a while to suppress the impulse, but his hand still didn't move away from Fang Yan's waist, unconsciously rubbing gently.

In the end, he lightly touched his forehead with his forehead as if discouraged, and then buried his face in Dialect's shoulder, and let out a helpless sigh.

"You, provoke me all you want." The words were helpless but full of pampering and friendship.

Dialect was still a little nervous at first, and he was worried that someone would pass by the yard. Hearing his tone, he couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to stroke Zhang Ji's hair like a big pet, pretending to be innocent. He asked calmly: "Don't you want to? You want me to provoke other..."

Although his lips were blocked again, the playful smile in Fang Yan's eyes couldn't be concealed, and he didn't want to hide it. He opened his eyes wide and greeted him with a bright smile.

Seeing that he did it on purpose, but Zhang Ji was still a little annoyed, and bit his lip punitively, but in the end he was still reluctant, and only used a little force.

The two were sticky for a while, and finally separated. They both felt that if they continued like this, they would really be unbearable.

Zhang Ji put the letter away, came back and sat down opposite the dialect, drank a sip of tea and then said: "In this case, I will go and have a look first, and we will think about it after we settle down, but you have to promise me, no You can do this and that secretly again, and if you feel uncomfortable, you will definitely be punished when you come back."

"Yes, obey the order~"

Zhang Ji was made to laugh helplessly again by the playful words of the dialect, but he felt a little relieved.Although Dialect really couldn't take it easy, he would really abide by what he had promised him.And as he said, there are indeed quite a lot of people in the house every day, grandma and aunt also come here every day, and the elder sister Fang Ya, as long as you don't go out in dialect, there is nothing to worry about.

***

The day to go to work is coming soon, Fang Yan is still a little lethargic, but he has something to worry about, so he woke up early, but he didn't expect Zhang Ji to wake up earlier than him.

Because it is already early summer, the weather here is gradually getting hotter. When I go to bed at night, I don’t close the windows and just put down the curtains. The wind blows in from time to time.

Fang Yan struggled to wake up, only to wake up a little when he saw the shadow in front of the bed, because he was already familiar with that shadow.

Realizing that he woke up, Zhang Ji, who was dressing lightly by the bed, turned his head, and then gently pressed the dialect who was about to sit up, "Don't get up. It's still early, you can sleep for a while."

Fang Yan rubbed his eyes, trying to make himself more awake, because he was still hoarse with sleepiness: "Why do you get up so early? It's so dark, why don't you turn on the lights?"

In the dark, Zhang Ji smiled and did not answer, but leaned over and pressed a kiss on his forehead accurately, and gently stroked his belly with his big hand through the thin quilt, "Take good care of yourself, and the child, I will soon return."

Dialect woke up immediately, grabbed the hand on his stomach, and didn't dislike the heat anymore. He only felt dry and warm, and he felt at ease when he held it.

"So fast? It's not even dawn yet." His tone was subconsciously anxious, and there was a reluctance that even the dialect himself didn't notice.

But another sensed it.

The smile on Zhang Ji's face became more and more intense. Since he had been up for a while, he had already adapted to the darkness in the room, and the two of them were getting closer now, so he could vaguely see the expression on Fang Yan's face.

"I want to go early to see the master and ask some questions. If I hurry up, I can come back in the evening. It just so happens that Mo Langzhong will go to the mountains with Brother Hua, and he should stay at home for a few days. If he feels uncomfortable, let him go." Look at him, don't be tired."

Zhang Jixu babbled a lot, but the dialect only noticed the sentence he said "come back in the evening", the reluctance in his heart eased a little, and he was much happier. The feelings of each other are no less than each other.

"Don't worry, I remember everything." The dialect tone was much more relaxed. After a pause, he said again: "If you can't make it in time, you don't have to come back tonight. It's important business, and it's not safe to travel at night... I will worry."

Hearing this, Zhang Ji was silent for a moment, remembering that their parents had accidents on the way home, a warm feeling surged in his heart, he reached out and hugged him in his arms, not without emotion He whispered softly: "Well, I promise you everything. I will not risk my own safety, because I can't bear you and our son."

Dialect was moved and happy, but he insisted on being stubborn, "You said this, if someday... huh! I'll take my son home and divorce you."

"... Are you willing?"

"There are so many men in the world, why..."

Immediately, his lips were sucked vigorously, and Fang Yan was not to be outdone, so he sucked back...

On the window sill, Can Bao poked his head out from under the silk scarf, looked around for a while, yawned, then slumped back and continued to sleep soundly, without noticing the silk scarf that almost covered its entire body before Now it barely covers half of it.

Finally, when the fish belly was white in the sky, Zhang Ji got into the carriage and left the village under Chen Daniu's carriage.

Dialect, dialect didn't come out to send them off, and they slept in the room—of course, these words were Zhang Ji's explanation to the Zhang family who came over.But everyone also accepted this rhetoric without any doubt, who made Dialect now have two people in one suit.

I'm pregnant with a baby, lethargy, normal.Besides, from the top to the old man Zhang to the bottom of Zhang Yi, everyone in the Zhang family now expects him to eat more and sleep more, and just don't do anything, so they really don't think or care at all about why he doesn't get up. .

Just standing far behind the people and looking at the carriage going away, Zhang Qi had an ugly expression on his face, and when his grandparents and uncles were still talking and laughing happily, he suddenly turned around and slammed the door to go home.After a few days, Zhang Chunyan followed Zhang Luoshi to the weaving room, and she seemed to have regained her composure. Although her body was still a little weak, her complexion improved a lot.

Since her mother-in-law, Zhang Liushi, was still prevented from coming back by her uncles, Zhang Chunyan took the initiative to get up early to cook when she got better, and Zhang Luo's housework was done to reduce Zhang Luo's burden as much as possible.

As for the woman Cui'e who came suddenly, she has been cautious these days and offered to help with things, but it seems that except for Zhang Ruizhong, everyone else in the family doesn't want to see her. □Ugly, with a dark face every day, and on the verge of rage, he can explode at any time.

Therefore, even Zhang Qi and Zhang Chunyan were a little cautious, for fear of offending grandpa and getting beaten up.

Only these two days because of Zhang Ji's matter, the two elders are happier, and their complexions are a little better.

But at this time, they would never dare to touch their grandparents here.

So seeing Zhang Qi come in with a bad face, Zhang Chunyan couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and subconsciously turned her head to look around, but she didn't find her grandparents there, so she breathed a sigh of relief, cast a reproachful glance at Zhang Qi, and blamed in a low voice, "Hush your voice, It would be miserable if grandpa heard about it."

Zhang Qi's face froze for a moment, he opened his mouth to speak, but then stopped, looking behind her with strange eyes.Zhang Chunyan was puzzled, so she looked back and saw the woman named Cui'e standing at the door. She glanced at her, then looked at Zhang Qi, her vermilion lips raised a soft smile, and said softly: "Qi'er Chunyan, I'll do it." Alright breakfast, let's go in and eat."

Zhang Chunyan: "..."

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