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"From the current point of view, several places around Peiping are very happy. For example, in Zhuozhou, it is said that the wine and meat on the market have been sold out, and the people cheered His Majesty long live in the streets. His Majesty's move is really a stroke of genius!"
Chen Xiao has lost weight, her hands are rough, and her complexion is dark.
But compared to before, he looked healthier now, and even his eyes were less obscene, which made Fang Xing feel less guilty.
The hot pot is steaming hot, and it contains some dishes that were cooked but not eaten during the Chinese New Year.
Fang Xing likes this bite and thinks it has a strong taste. After Chen Xiao had eaten it several times, he couldn't help but fall in love with this stale way of eating. What he liked most was mixing a variety of vegetables together, placing a few vegetable leaves underneath, and then pouring the various vegetables in. At first they were distinct, but gradually they blended together, and the various flavors blended together. The taste was truly unforgettable, especially with meals.
Seeing that he was enjoying the meal, Fang Xing said, "You can't even come back on the first day of the new year. When I went to pay New Year's greetings, my uncle and the others were a little bit complaining. They just said that they would transfer you back. Do you want to come back?"
Chen Xiao picked up a piece of red and black pork belly and ate it first after hearing this.
Fang Xing saw oil and water coming out of the corner of his mouth, and then greedily sucked it back, and quickly took a sip of tea.
During the Chinese New Year, he ate too greasy food. If Chen Xiao hadn't come over in the morning, he would have been vegetarian for a day.
Chen Xiao swallowed the meat with satisfaction and said: "Brother Dehua, I took my wife and children to live here for half a year last time. My father didn't have time, so my mother committed suicide herself. She said she missed us, but she went there to make trouble." They take their children with them every day, so you know, they just can¡¯t bear to part with their grandchildren.¡±
"Then give birth to a few more."
Fang Xing feels that he has three sons and one daughter is enough for him. No matter how many more he has, he will not be able to take care of them and cannot fulfill his duties.
Chen Xiao held a piece of twice-cooked pork, raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Now I have a son and a daughter. Xiaoran is exhausted from the two children's troubles all day long, and I have been neglected. There is another oneBrother Dehua, I'm afraid it will be I have to become a transparent person.¡±
There were a lot of children in the family, and Chen Xiao and his wife were not very rich or high-ranking officials, so they couldn't bear to leave all their children to the servants and maids. Those days were really unprecedented.
¡°Fang Xing then talked to him about the cultivation of corn, and then encouraged him.
After dinner, Fang Xing sent him out.
The trees in the front yard are still deserted, and classes have been suspended during the Chinese New Year, so it is quiet.
Fang Xing looked at the silence and desolation, and suddenly felt like a gull between heaven and earth.
"Xiao Dao, your courtyard door is open, go back quickly."
At this time, someone was shouting on the right, and the sound sounded a bit gloating.
Fang Xing sent Chen Xiao out of the door, turned around and asked Fang Jielun.
??Jielun Fang is now in a semi-retired state, taking care of his children at home.
Fang Zhuan was also there, and when he saw Fang woke up, he and Fang Jielun saluted together.
"Are the relatives still walking around?"
Fang Zhuan is getting older, and Fang Xing has fewer taboos.
Fang Zhuan shook his head, but he was not confused or sad: "Master, those things are no longer relevant."
After Fang San left, those relatives came to hang out for a while. Most of them saw that Fang Xing valued Fang Zhuan and wanted to gain benefits.
Fang Xing nodded and said, "You often go out with Ping An, remember to look more and think more. This world is not as simple as you think. If you have anything you don't understand, just ask Uncle Jielun."
Fang Jielun said with a proud smile on the side: "Master, I am not bragging. No matter what the method is, I can't escape my eyes."
Fang Xing smiled and coaxed him a few words. Seeing that he was as happy as a child, he chatted with him for a while. When it was time to have lunch, he asked about the knife.
"He! Hahahaha!"
Fang Jielun couldn't help but laugh, Fang Zhuan hurriedly patted him on the back, his movements were skillful, and he looked as natural as his grandfather and grandson.
"Master, Xiao Dao made my wife angry yesterday and she was kicked out. She spent the whole night in the guest room. No one said anything, and she didn't get a charcoal basin or a thick quilt. Her face turned blue from the cold."
After leaving Fang Jielun's house, Huang Zhong happened to come to Fang Xing.
The two of them went to sit down in the pavilion where Dudu taught homework. Huang Zhong said: "Uncle, the eldest young master seems to have encountered something. I asked Xiao Dao, but he was vague and refused to tell."
"What's going on?"
While Fang Xing was thinking about it, Huang Zhong said: "Say he is a painter"?The powerful are in trouble. "
Fang Xing pondered for a moment and said: "Xiao Dao is smart. Since he has judged that nothing is wrong, he should leave it alone, lest the child always feel that he is being watched by his parents and will not have a moment of freedom."
Huang Zhong used to be disapproving of Fang Xing¡¯s method of educating children, but after seeing that Dodou Ping An and the others were independent-minded and steady in doing things, they followed suit.
So although he feels a little indulgent, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Because Chen Xiao was here and Fang Xing wanted to discuss something with him, the two of them had lunch early.
When Fang Xing entered the backyard, his wife and children had just prepared to eat.
"Dad, eat!"
Wuyou sat at the table obediently and greeted.
Huanhuan sat next to Mochou and shouted: "Dad, eat!"
After only a few days, the child has fully integrated into it.
Fang Xing didn¡¯t want to eat it at first, but when he saw a large bowl of sour soup on the table, he asked, ¡°Shuhui, what is this sour soup made of?¡±
Zhang Shuhui said: "Xiao Bai arranged it today."
Xiaobai said: "Hua Niang saidit seems to be dried vegetables, with some scallops and ham added to make it fresh."
As soon as Fang Xing heard his index finger move, he sat down and didn't want rice, just some soup.
The sour soup tastes great, the sourness is not sharp, the scallops, ham, and dried vegetables mix the flavors together, making it unspeakably delicious.
He drank two bowls in a row, and then served another bowl to Wuyou.
¡°It tastes good, you should try it too.¡±
When Fang Xing spoke, he glanced at Tudou out of the corner of his eye.
Tudou looked normal, and even took the initiative to help Huanhuan fill a small bowl of sour soup, showing his eldest brother's demeanor.
After dinner, Huanhuan and Wuyou needed to take a lunch break, leaving only Tudou and Ping An free.
They were talking under a big tree on the edge of the yard.
"Brother, you have something on your mind."
As two brothers who get along day and night, and even study together, even Fang Xing cannot detect the mood swings, but Ping An can clearly perceive them.
Tudou also knew that he couldn't hide it from his younger brother, so he said, "It's okay, I just feel uncomfortable with being bullied by powerful people."
Ping An looked up at the tree crown and frowned: "The powerful bully peopleBrother, there are many things we can't control."
No matter how awesome the Fang family is, they cannot be the public enemy of the whole world. If even the powerful people become enemies, they will really be a rat on the street, and everyone will cry out to beat them.
Tudou nodded and said: "Our family can't make enemies casually. I know this, but it's safe. Remember to keep this matter secret."
Ping An asked curiously: "Brother, which one is it?"
"Taininghou Mansion."
"The Taininghou Mansion, then it is not Taininghou himself."
Ping An¡¯s keenness made Tudou helpless, so he had to admit it.
"That's it!"
He rubbed his smooth chin as if he were an adult and said: "Brother, old Marquis Taining followed Emperor Wen to the fortress and made great achievements. Later, he followed Emperor Ren for a while, and finally supervised the construction of Beiping City."
These potatoes have long been clear: "After the old Marquis Taining went, the one who offended Emperor Wen was executed, and now it is Chen Zhong."
Ping An said: "Chen Zhong doesn't seem to be very involved in government affairs. He just associates with a group of Zixun relatives. Brother, it's not easy to deal with! If it gets bigger, dad will be in trouble."
"yes¡¡"
Tudou woke up as soon as he said it. He glared at Ping An and said, "Who is going to get the Taining Marquis Mansion? You know how to trick your elder brother! Don't think about me helping you cover up your secret entry into the city next time."
Ping An quickly raised his hands and said: "Brother, I was wrong, wrong."
Tudou said angrily: "I'm going out soon, get out of here."
Ping An said with a normal expression: "Brother, remember to take a few servants out with you."
Tudou couldn¡¯t help but feel overwhelmed by it. He pointed at Ping An and said with a wry smile: "You are a ghost, you will definitely be a traitor when you grow up. That's all, I know what's appropriate." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com