Di Renjie personally sent Wang Da Hammer out, and it was not until he got into the carriage and left that Di Renjie turned around and entered the door.

After seeing Di Renjie's father, Wang Dazhui felt very deeply, and he no longer continued to indulge in the so-called unrequited love.

People are tormented by illness, and they continue to live in the world, they are a little child, healthy, and rich, so what qualifications do they have to be sad?

He is really hypocritical, isn't it just a dream, and it's not true, so Wang Dazhui's trip to Di Renjie's house was not in vain, he finally figured it out and regained his spirit.

The carriage gurgled down the street, it was already noon, the sun was shining, and there were many people basking in the sun, especially the old man and the children, who gathered together to play chess, chat, and play games.

Wang Dazhui lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the scenery on both sides of the street, and his mood suddenly became cheerful.

When a person is in a good mood, he thinks everything looks good, and he doesn't care much about things on weekdays, which can also arouse his interest at this time.

For example, the children on the side of the road who are playing with eagles and catching chickens, the beautiful women who are picking goods, and the hawkers who are shouting and shouting......

Wang Dazhui felt that they were all a beautiful scenery at the moment, the carriage was not fast, Wang Dazhui could see the expressions of the pedestrians on the road, laughing, frowning, and expressionless.

At this moment, he is like visiting a film and television city, and he feels that everything around him is so beautiful and attractive.

After returning home, Wang Dazhui was just in time for lunch, and his mother Zhang Cuihua hurriedly took a bowl to serve rice to Wang Dazhui.

As soon as Wang Dazhui saw the food, his stomach immediately growled.

"Son, why did you come back so late today? Did you encounter something on the way? Zhang Cuihua asked while serving rice.

Wang Dazhui picked up the hot towel sent by the next person and wiped his hands and face, and sat down at the dinner table before saying, "It's okay, it's just that the father of a teaching assistant named Di Renjie in our Hongwen Pavilion went to see the disease." ”

"That's good, since you happened twice, my mother's heart has always been worried all day long, afraid that something will happen to you again." Zhang Cuihua served the meal and handed it to Wang Dazhui.

Wang Dazhui took the bowl, took a bite of his favorite braised pork, and said with a bulging mouth: "Mother, just put your heart in your stomach!" I have learned kung fu from Uncle Bao now, and I am accompanied by Uncle Fan or Uncle Bao when I go out, so nothing will happen to me again. ”

"Mother knows, but who made you the meat of your mother's heart!" Zhang Cuihua smiled and gave Wang Da Hammer a hard picket.

"Mother, you eat by yourself, don't patronize the food for me, otherwise the rice will be cold for a while." Wang Dazhui hurriedly persuaded his mother to clip a chopstick dish.

He likes his current life very much, especially his parents who care about him, and he is grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"Stinky boy, is there only your mother in your eyes without your father and me?" Seeing Wang Da Hammer giving Zhang Cuihua vegetables, he forgot about himself, and Wang Fugui was jealous.

Seeing that his father was jealous like a child, Wang Dazhui smiled and hurriedly sandwiched another chopstick dish for his father.

Wang Fugui was satisfied, and ate it with a smile, as if the dishes that Wang Dazhui used chopsticks to clip him were particularly delicious.

"What's going on? My son gives you vegetables, it tastes delicious, right? Zhang Cuihua joked.

After listening to Zhang Cuihua's words, Wang Fugui deliberately used chopsticks to speed up the speed of planing rice, making a particularly delicious appearance.

During a meal, Wang Dazhui and his father and mother ate very enjoyable, and the atmosphere was particularly cordial.

"Dad, mother, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, should we take my sister and them to Chang'an City?" After eating, Wang Dazhui asked while helping his mother clean up the table.

"Yes, I've been in Chang'an City for a few months in a blink of an eye, and I don't know how a few girls are doing in their hometown?" The expression on Zhang Cuihua's face was a little lost and melancholy.

Wang Fugui laughed when he heard this, "Don't worry!" Don't worry about it, I've written to my eldest brother and asked them to help find someone to send a few girls over. According to the day, the letter has almost arrived, maybe they are already packing! ”

"Dad, when did this happen? Why didn't you tell me and my mother? Wang Dazhui said dissatisfied.

"Haha, my father is the head of the family, and I have to listen to you two about what to do?" Wang Fugui joked.

Zhang Cuihua twisted Wang Fugui's waist dissatisfiedly, and said coquettishly: "If you don't listen to our mother, who do you want to listen to?" ”

"Ouch!" Wang Fugui shouted exaggeratedly.

"Daddy, I'm still here! Show your affection, but don't be here. Listening to Wang Dazhu's words, Wang Fugui and his family suddenly turned red.

"Stinky boy, it's turned upside down, and you dare to make jokes about your father?" Wang Fugui made a gesture to hit Wang Da Hammer.

Wang Dazhui laughed, dodged, and left the room with a grimace.

"This stinky boy, this is getting worse and worse." Seeing his son run away, Wang Fugui scolded with a smile.

"Hmph, you dare to say that my son owes clean up? I think you're in arrears! Zhang Cuihua was dissatisfied with Wang Fugui's words, and gave Wang Fugui another look.

Wang Fugui smiled evilly and hugged Zhang Cuihua in his arms, and said softly in her ear: "My son is gone, do you think I dare not clean you up?" It seems that I will use the "family law" of our old Wang family to serve you well. ”

Zhang Cuihua pretended to struggle twice, and snuggled into her husband's arms.

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The next day, Wang Dazhui got up on time, exercised with Uncle Bao for half an hour, and after breakfast, Uncle Bao sent Wang Dazhui to Hongwen Hall.

Today's Hongwen Pavilion is particularly quiet, everyone is wearing new clothes, and they are dressed neatly.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Wang Dazhui heard them reading aloud, the voice was loud and neat, some were reading, some were reading, and the others were reading a sentence.

Wang Da Hammer said, the sun came out in the west today? Or did you go somewhere wrong?

It's no wonder that Wang Da Hammer has such an idea, but at this time, the children in the Hongwen Pavilion are all playing and making trouble.

Suddenly, Wang Dazhui slapped his brain, yesterday Li Tai said, Li Shimin is going to come to Hongwen Hall today to hold a poetry meeting, thinking of this stubble, Wang Dazhui couldn't help but shake his head, I didn't expect that the Tang Dynasty had already prevailed in this kind of pretending atmosphere.

As soon as Wang Dazhui entered the classroom, everyone immediately looked at it together, Kong Yingda motioned for everyone to continue reading, and waved his hand to let Wang Dazhui hurry back to his seat and sit down.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the classroom was so serious, Wang Dazhui was a little uncomfortable for a while.

But since Li Shimin is coming, everyone should behave, after all, it is very important to leave a good impression on the emperor, whether it is for Mr. or students.