Liuniang's eyes immediately wandered, toe to toe under the skirt, bowed her head and squeaked: "I, I didn't mean toe......"

An Zhenwei put the teacup back on the coffee table with a tiger face, and said righteously: "Look at you making trouble with your mother, Luo Niang, you talk about her!"

After saying that, his scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to twist his head when he was glared at by his wife.

Wu is so angry, he said it was good last night, it's time for him to pretend to be white-faced, why did he push it on her again?

Looking at the father and daughter in front of them sitting and standing one by one, their eyes fluttering, the Wu family was happy.

"Don't drink anymore!" Wu reprimanded his daughter with a straight face.

Liuniang timidly tempted: "Am I crazy about drinking?"

"Well, not really. An Zhenwei reminisced about her daughter's willful and coquettish side, which was quite ...... cough, his eyes accidentally drifted to the angry Wu family, An Zhenwei silently picked up the teacup to cover his face.

Wu sneered: "It's not that I'm drunk, it's just that the family can't be at peace." ”

Wouldn't it?

Liuniang's eyes widened, obviously in the previous life, she would giggle and sleep if she drank too much, did she even drop her wine when she changed her body?

Shrinking his neck, Liuniang said to Ai Ai: "I, I won't drink so much in the future." ”

If you don't drink at all, you can't do it with a concubine!

Wu had to train again with a straight face, Xiao Qilang staggered to the door frame and tried to cross the threshold to come in, and saw Liuniang's eyes light up: "Sister!"

Liuniang was like being amnestied, slipped over and hugged Xiao Qilang, and smiled flatteringly at Chongniang: "I'll take him to play." ”

The Wu family was not willing to punish her, and was originally going to scare and scare her, but the old one demolished the stage and the small one came to interrupt, so it's just that!

Glaring at his daughter with a straight face, Wu said unwillingly: "Because you are drunk, your eldest aunt gave you a day off, let you rest and copy books at home, and show it to her tomorrow." ”

Auntie...... Liuniang responded with a bitter face, Wu gloated and watched her daughter go, her face gradually sank, looked at Liuniang's letter and fan bag, frowned and asked, "Really send him over?"

An Zhen didn't want to, but just looking at the attitude of people, how could he fool the past at will......? Seal your daughter's letter, there is no mention of the return gift on this letter, and the fan bag will be saved.

After packing up his appearance, Wu sent An Zhen out of the house.

"You don't have to wait for me at noon, I'm going to visit Fan Juren, and I may stay for dinner. ”

Wu handed the box to his finger and looked up at him: "You have decided?"

An Zhen didn't answer, took the things and carefully put them in his sleeve pocket and left.

The mule cart arrived at the Lianguo Mansion, and in the face of this admirable worldly atmosphere, An Zhen couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he was a cloth cloth, and he was able to come to the door for this reason, which was not a mockery.

The men of the Lianguo Mansion didn't know what their second son and the prince of Rui were playing, and they didn't dare to report it to their wife after being instructed, and they raised their hearts for many days, and finally found that except for the occasional need to pretend to be deaf and dumb to deal with this family surnamed An, there was nothing else out of line, and after a long time, they were used to it.

Early in the morning, after seeing that Changxi next to the prince of Rui sent something to the second son, he stayed in the gatehouse and didn't leave, and the door knew it, and when An Zhen was not surprised at all, he took it directly to see Changxi.

Changxi held the box in one hand and the envelope in the other, and said with a smile: "Your mansion is a good solar term." ”

didn't have much to do, so he sent An Zhenwei out, put the letter in his arms, and ran to the Hongwen Museum.

Most of the private schools of the Fan family are managed by their sons, and Fan Juren is a little older, except for pointing out a few favorite students, he only occasionally teaches in person. The same is to lift people, one is more than experience and understanding, and one is not lacking in talent and vision, so they naturally talk very happily, and they have some friendship over the past few years.

As soon as An Zhen came, the Fan family skillfully prepared the table, and An Zhen did not leave at the beginning of Shen Shi.

With a slight smell of alcohol, Fan Juren sat on the rocking chair in the courtyard and hummed a little song with a smile for a while, and then called a subordinate: "Go and invite Shi Qing." ”

Fan Juren's eyes are not particularly good, when Min Shiqing came from afar, he could only see a calm green shadow, naturally squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, the young man in Tsing Yi stood in front of him and saluted respectfully, without superfluous arrogance or humility, he was calm and comfortable, as if the clouds were rolling in the sky, and everything did not change his safety.

Min Shiqing only felt that the teacher's smile was very strange today, and he didn't ask him to get up for a long time, although his scalp was a little numb, but his face was not obvious, and he waited patiently for the teacher's instructions.

"Sit down. ”

"Mr. Xie. ”

"Do you know why I called you today?"

Fan Juren is getting old and has a little more childish temper, so he wants to see how this young man looks out of shape, so he shook his eyebrows and deliberately embarrassed.

Min Shiqing thought for a while: "But is there anything wrong with the policy that the student wrote yesterday?"

Fan Juren shook his head: "Definitely." ”

Min Shiqing looked at him complacently and said with a smile: "I don't know, but it's a good thing to think about it." ”

Fan Juren stroked his palms and laughed: "Naturally, it's a good thing, a great good thing." ”

Min Shiqing got up and saluted with a smile, and said directly: "Teacher, don't hang the students' appetite." ”

Fan Juren choked with a smile and glared at him: "Boring!"

Min Shiqing only smiled and said to forgiveness: "The student just can't wait." ”

Fan Juren smiled, looked him up and down, and couldn't help but laugh to himself again, Min Shiqing was inexplicably looked at by him, brought him tea, and interrupted the embarrassment: "Teacher." ”

"Sit down. ”

Fan Juren took a sip of the tea served by the students, and then said proudly: "An Juren came over today, and he was asking the old man about you inside and outside the words, and he didn't accept students, and the old man thought about it, I'm afraid that he has taken a fancy to your son-in-law." ”

Min Shiqing was a little stupid.

Seeing that the student was stunned, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, Fan Juren took another sip of tea with satisfaction: "I heard that his family has a daughter who is spoiled, how old is it?"

"Eight years old. Min Shiqing didn't want to answer.

"Poof!" Fan Juren squirted out a sip of tea, he became a son-in-law at the age of eight, a little early, right?

Min Shiqing hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, Fan Juren didn't care so much, wiped it indiscriminately, and said worriedly: "Eight years old, a little young, right?"

Min Shiqing had a fever behind his ears, and forced himself to calm down: "Don't hide it from the teacher, it was my mother who first intended this family matter, and Uncle An has been thinking about it and has not given a reply." Therefore, today's matter, please keep it secret, so as not to damage the reputation of An Niangzi. ”

Fan Juren glared, and waved his hand indifferently: "Your teacher can't be so confused, but this little lady's age is a little different from you, Ling Ci ......"

Min Shiqing lowered his head to hide his feverish face: "She, it doesn't matter if she's young, I will hurt her." (To be continued.) )