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Chapter 925 Am I wrong?

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    It¡¯s almost the Chinese New Year, and everyone in the Fang family is full of joy. All kinds of ingredients are delivered to the kitchen, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the river, and even seafood.

    There were two restless ponies in the inner courtyard. Liu Pu held a roast leg of lamb and said while eating: "Brother Dehua, this pony has a good temper, which is suitable for potatoes and Ping An to play with."

    Fang Xing smiled and said: "It's four or five years too early, so this horse can only be given to them for fun."

    When the horse grows up, Tudou and Ping An are not yet old enough to learn to ride a horse. If they learn to ride a horse early, the horse will already be in its prime and prone to accidents.

    Liu Pu smiled and said, "Brother Dehua is wrong. When I was five years old, my father taught me how to ride a horse."

    "Um!",

    When Fang Xing saw Tudou running out after hearing the news, he smiled and said, "If they like it, they can learn it. If they don't like it, we can wait until they are older."

    "Horse! Horse!"

    Tudou cheered and rushed towards the pony, frightening the pony to dodge in place.

    "Come here Potato."

    Zhang Shuhui was worried that Tudou would be kicked by the horse, so she rushed over with her skirt in hand, picked up Tudou, turned over and patted her butt twice.

    "I told you to be disobedient! If you dare again next time, I will break your legs!"

    "Mom! Ride a horse! Ride a horse!"

    Tudou struggled, but fortunately Zhang Shuhui wasn't born as a charming lady, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hold on to this kid.

    Xiaobai came out safely with the babbling pony in his arms. He was also very happy when he saw the pony, "Master, can I ride it?"

    Zhang Shuhui put away the potatoes out of breath and said angrily: "What kind of horse are you a woman riding on? It's so embarrassing!"

    "But Madam, I have seen a woman riding a horse before Oh no, she is riding a donkey, riding sideways, so majestic!"

    "You are just trying to mistake a donkey for a horse! Xiaobai, you can do it!"

    Fang Xing smiled, and then went to the study room with Liu Pu.

    In the study, under the supervision of Fang Wu, Chunsheng had already prepared the hot pot.

    "Master, this is the hot pot that Hua Niang made according to the method you told me."

    There is a pot on top of a charcoal stove. The soup in the pot is dark in color, with some intestines and potatoes boiled in it, and some vermicelli placed around it.

    Only this way can I like to eat vermicelli made from potatoes.

    ¡°Come on, come on, let¡¯s try this way of eating.¡±

    Picking up a piece of intestine, Fang Xing used scissors to break it into rings, then scooped out a spoonful of soup, added the chili noodles on the side and stirred.

    There was a faint stewed taste at the entrance of the intestines, coupled with the chili pepper and soup, which immediately made Fang Xing squint his eyes.

    "tasty!"

    Liu Pu imitated Fang Xing and cooked the intestines. After tasting a piece, his eyes lit up and he drank the soup completely, regardless of the fact that it was still boiling hot.

    "Brother Dehua, your family's food is truly unrivaled in the Ming Dynasty!"

    The potatoes were soft and glutinous, and the vermicelli was slippery. It was a simple meal, but it made Fang Xing and Liu Pu sweat profusely and feel full.

    "Master, Seventh Brother and the others are back."

    Fang Wu whispered outside the door.

    Fang Xing narrowed his eyes and said, "Call Mr. Huang."

    After Huang Zhong arrived, Fang Xing stood up and said, "You two drink while I go to the front yard to take a look."

    Liu Pu waved his hands and said, "Brother Dehua, come back quickly!"

    This guy still had food in his mouth and his voice was muffled.

    Fang Xing nodded and went out with a smile, but as soon as he left the study room, his eyes turned cold.

    In the front yard, Xin Laoqi and Xiao Dao were drinking water with dirty faces. After seeing Fang Xing, Xin Laoqi stood up and said: "Master, Hu Die was poisoned to death. The reason was that Mochou refuted King Zhao's guard in the street.  Later, King Zhao drove the guard commander Chen Yan out of the palace, and this man started hanging out in Jinling. After the capital was moved, he poisoned Hu Die."

    Fang Xing clenched his fists and asked, "Is he just venting his anger?"

    Xin Laoqi nodded and said, "Yes, Chen Yan just wanted to vent his anger, and when he saw that there was no one behind Mochou's Immortal Residence, he wanted to take away the secret recipe."

    "What's the secret recipe? Food?"

    Xin Laoqi nodded, and then said: "Master, before I come back, I have bribed the jailer, and Chen Yan will suffer to death."

    Fang Xing¡¯s chest rose and fell a few times and he asked, ¡°Where is Mochou? Why didn¡¯t she come with us?¡±

    Xin Laoqi lowered his head and said, "Miss Mochou originally wanted to go back to Jiaozhi."?The younger ones tried to persuade her, but in the end she just agreed to stay in Jinling and run the Immortal Residence.  "

    ¡°Has the MSG been delivered?¡±

    Fang Xing asked in a calm tone.

    "I sent it, Xiao said. From now on, I will send MSG to Jinling twice a year."

    "No one in Jinling will dare to bully her in the future, right?"

    Fang Xing muttered to himself, then turned around and went back.

    "I will send the news to the censor later. I will make Jinling officialdom pay the price!"

    The censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate have been tormented by Fang Xing several times, and their faces are dusty and somewhat quiet recently.

    With the capital moved, there should naturally be a new atmosphere. If we don¡¯t find a few unlucky ghosts to sacrifice the flag, will it still be the Metropolitan Procuratorate?

    Back to the study, Fang sobered up until the glass was dry, talking and laughing, and finally fell into a drunken state.

    Fang Xing usually doesn¡¯t make a fuss when he¡¯s drunk and just falls asleep.

    Zhang Shuhui and Tudou were playing a game of reciting poems. When she saw Fang Xing being helped in, she couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything good today?"

    Fang Xing raised his arms and shook off the support, then stumbled into the bedroom in the back room.

    Zhang Shuhui was stunned for a moment. Tudou took the opportunity to get rid of the 'study', so he cheered and chased after her.

    This is not right!

    In the past, Fang Xing always smiled no matter what he did. Why does he look a little gloomy today?

    Zhang Shuhui got up and went to the inner room, just in time to see Tudou climb up the bed skillfully, sit on Fang Xing's belly, and shouted: "Dad, ride a big horse! Ride a big horse!"

    People who drink too much can't be bothered. Tudou's behavior is exactly the trick to induce vomiting, so Fang Xing opened his mouth and prepared to turn his face.

    Zhang Shuhui sent the basin over with quick eyes and hands, then helped Fang Xing's upper body out of the bed and patted his back.

    Tudou was thrown off the horse, and when he was flattening his mouth, Fang Xing vomited.

    ¡°Yuck!¡±

    The mixture of food and wine sprayed into the basin and even splashed onto Zhang Shuhui's hands.  She patted Fang Xing's back and said like coaxing a child: "Spit it out, spit it out, it will make you feel better."

    Fang Xing has a problem with his mood, he seems a little depressed.

    As a wife, Zhang Shuhui chose to remain silent when Fang Xing didn't want to talk.

    Tudou was frightened. When he saw Zhang Shuhui patting Fang Xing on the back, he awkwardly crawled over and stretched out his little hand to pat Fang Xing.

    "Dad! It stinks! It stinks!"

    ¡°Yuck!¡±

    The vomiting seemed to be endless, and Zhang Shuhui could no longer hold the basin with one hand. Fortunately, Xiaobai heard the sound and rushed over, squatting on the ground and taking the basin.

    So, a beautiful woman and a cute baby were patting each other on the back, and a beautiful woman was holding a basin. Fang Xing vomited in this arrogant environment.

    After vomiting, Zhang Shuhui took the maid's towel and wiped his mouth, and gave him hangover soup to drink.

    Fang Xing fell heavily on the bed, Tudou stood beside him, frowning, thinking about why something so smelly would spit out of people's mouths.

    Fang Xing looked at Tudou blankly and gasped, "Shuhui, am I wrong?"

    Zhang Shuhui was taking the new towel when she heard the words and continued to wipe his face naturally: "My husband supports the country and cares about the old and the young. In my eyes, you are right!"

    Fang Xing felt like there were firecrackers exploding in his head. He giggled and said, "Yes, I'm not wrong. It's all God's fault. I'm not wrong"

    That girl with a slight frown on her eyebrows in that quiet alley, was I wrong?

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