Chapter Seventy-One: Although there is no wind and rain, there is sunshine

Dragon Twelve exhaled, pushed away the sandbag, and lay down straight down, ignoring the dirt on the ground.

He was now seventeen years old, with thick eyebrows and thick eyes, and looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen. Because of his honest temperament, those righteous teenagers who were one or two years lower than him were sent out by Zhao and Ju to take charge of themselves, but he, together with Qin Dashi and others, was always left by Zhao and Ju's side. He knows his own family affairs, even if he has that ability, he won't go out to manage dozens or hundreds of people. Compared to this, he preferred to stay by Zhao Youju's side, staring at Zhao Youju's back at any time, ready to use his body to protect him.

He didn't know what his parents were like since he could remember, and if he hadn't been accepted by Zhao and Ju, even having a full meal would have been a luxury. In his opinion, there are only two people in the world who are the best, the first is Zhao and Ju, and the second is Sister Xiaocui. It's just that at this time, Sister Cui should be called Sister Cui, and she will have a baby in the next few days.

Thinking of this, Long Twelve felt irritated for no reason.

What kind of character is Sister Xiaocui, who wants to give birth to a child for that filthy man......

Dragon Twelve got up from the ground again, roared "ho", flew up and kicked at the sandbag hanging from the tree, the sandbag made a muffled sound, and he kicked it far away, and then shook it again.

It's like his annoyance, he kicks far away, and he always runs back, and the harder he kicks, the harder he swings back.

"Ho-ho-ho-ho!"

Dragon Twelve roared in a series of rage, and his fists slammed out in a row, striking the sandbag, and the thick skin on the back of his hand was also polished by such a violent blow, leaving two blood marks on the sandbag.

But he didn't feel the pain, or rather, something more sad that covered the pain in the back of his hand.

A few years ago, when Xiaocui got married, he was still a little ignorant, so although he was uncomfortable, he had never been like now. Now that Xiaocui is going to give birth, the jealousy like a poisonous snake gnawing makes him unable to calm down.

The more honest people in this world, the more they admit death, and Dragon Twelve is no exception. In his heart, it is a fairy in the sky, and it is not as good as a hair of Xiaocui, and the men on this earth, except for characters like Da Lang, are not qualified to touch a finger of Xiaocui, even himself. Since he arrived at Yuzhang Villa, he has taken the initiative to say no more than 100 words to Xiaocui in the past three or four years, and he remembers each sentence clearly. But even Xiaocui, who is not comparable to the fairies in the sky, married a very cheesy villager.

Although Long Twelve did not have much talent for reading, the basic education of the villa was still completed, so he was somewhat contemptuous of those who could not read and write, and when this villager married Xiaocui, he was even more intolerable.

is the same as Li Ye, but Li Ye was sent to Tamsui by Da Lang, his eyes are not clean, and he is busy all day, so he doesn't have much time to think.

"You guy, I'll teach you fists and feet, but is it so messy by brute force?" Long Twelve punched dozens of punches in one breath, so tired that he was panting, but he heard a cold snort, he turned around, Yang Miaozhen was holding his arms and looking at him with a sneer.

Since Tamsui came back, Qin Dashi, Long Twelve and other personal righteous boys have become Yang Miaozhen's disciples. For the kung fu under her hands, Long Twelve admires it very much, but for her person, Long Twelve is a little disdainful.

There is no other reason, she is always rude to Da Lang, sometimes even snorting and drinking, and she does not have the respect for Zhao and Ju as the righteous young man and the servants at home, which is simply a terrible crime in the eyes of Long Twelve. Long Twelve's brain is relatively simple, not as much as Meng Xisheng and they think, Zhao and Ju and Yang Miaozhen laugh more than ever when they are together. Therefore, among all the righteous teenagers, he is the one who hates Yang Miaozhen the most. Hearing Yang Miaozhen so sneering, he glared hatefully.

"Look at what, if you're not convinced, come and fight with me!" Yang Miaozhen shook her fist at him and pouted.

Long Twelve is straightforward, but he won't go to find a fight at home, Yang Miaozhen's appearance is obviously so stuffy that he wants to beat people up. It has been more than four months since she came back from Liuqiu, and almost all of Zhuang Zhong's two punches and kicks have been beaten by her, and Long Twelve has learned to be more obedient no matter how stupid he is. He ignored Yang Miaozhen and raised his fist at the sandbag again.

"It's so boring, even this wooden man is not fooled." Yang Miaozhen muttered and sighed. She climbed a big tree and looked out of the villa.

Outside the villa, there is a fertile field that connects with each other, and it is the busy season of farming, and the farmers in the field bend down and carry the plow, a busy scene. Although it was just some farm fun, Yang Miaozhen was still greedy, and she looked at it for a while, and only then did she come down from the tree when she heard someone calling.

The unlocked cage of the elephant seat in this mountain lodge trapped her and could not gallop around.

Sullenly arrived at Zhao Youju's study, Zhao Youju leaned on the Taishi chair, and behind him, Han Yu was carefully kneading his forehead. Yang Miaozhen felt angry when she saw it, and reprimanded indignantly: "You can enjoy it, but let your family do such a job!" ”

Han Yu blushed and said softly, "This is originally the job that slaves should do. ”

She quickly raised her eyes as she spoke, and under her long eyelashes, her watery eyes swept Yang Miaozhen. Although she is a northern girl, because she has been in the south for a long time, she speaks with a soft Wu voice, which is very good. Yang Miaozhen was stunned when she looked like this, she was so cowardly, she really felt sorry for her.

"Fourth lady, go to my grandfather's house tomorrow, do you want to go?" Zhao and Ju ignored Yang Miaozhen's accusations, which was also Yang Miaozhen's most dissatisfaction, no matter how she accused, Zhao and Ju could act as if they had never heard it. However, when he heard that he was going to his grandfather's house, Yang Miaozhen was really happy, and after coming to Yuzhang Villa, he didn't go out a few times, which was as good as a child after school.

Han Yu's brows frowned slightly, she knew that Zhao Youju had always been low-key and didn't like to go out with great fanfare. Yang Miao, the partial-born four ladies, is really a troublemaker, and now it is not peaceful everywhere, and taking her out will inevitably cause some trouble.

Moreover, in the past, if Da Lang went out with a maid, he would definitely take her. With Yang Miaozhen this time, she won't go out.

Sure enough, Zhao Youju looked up at her and said, "Tomorrow, the village will be handed over to Ayu, and Haosheng will help me take care of the house." ”

In the past few years, Yuzhang Villa has said that it is not obvious in Shanyin, but the matter of building bridges and paving roads to donate and collect corpses has never been left behind, how can you have a good life to take care of your family, Zhao Youju's words are clearly coaxing Han Yu, Han Yu's heart is slightly sour, but she quickly put it aside.

"Do you want to sleep for a while?" Han Yu asked softly.

"No need, I'm going to write something." Zhao Youju sat up straight and picked up the brush, since four years ago, he began to practice calligraphy hard, and now he writes well, so that he will not be laughed at by others.

He picked up the pen, Han Yu immediately retreated, Yang Miaozhen also knew Zhao Youju's rules, when he picked up the pen and paper, no one was allowed to watch. Therefore, she took Han Yu's hand and went out affectionately. At first, Han Yu struggled lightly and wanted to break free, but seeing her happy appearance, she sighed knowingly and followed her.

"A character like my sister, in Lin'an City, it is not comparable to the daughter of any official eunuch, but for no reason I have to do some rough work for him, hmph, there is really a ......" Out of the door, Yang Miaozhen said to Han Yu in a chattering voice.

Hearing that she was going to criticize Da Lang, although it was for herself, Han Yu still "shh ”

"Ah Wan is also a good girl, but he sent it to Liuqiu, although Liuqiu is good, but after all, it is far away, I miss her a little......" I heard her mention Geng Wan, she was also good with Yang Miaozhen at the beginning, and the two lived in the same cabin when she went to Liuqiu, Yang Miaozhen knew that she was better educated than Han Yu, and she was one of the best talented girls among the righteous teenagers.

"Da Lang has to be like this, that flow is the foundation of my family's future inheritance, how can it be done if I don't send reliable people?" Knowing that Yang Miao was really Zhao Zi's "concubine" for Zhao and Ju, although Han Yu was slightly sour in her heart, she didn't hide it from her: "In fact, Da Lang is also reluctant in his heart, the slave knows Da Lang best, and he misses the old love the most." ”

"Hmph, I don't know ......" Yang Miaozhen originally wanted to call "that guy", but when she saw Han Yu's face, she changed her words: "What's so good about that person, although he took you in at the beginning, he was bought to serve him, and you honest children are all dead set on him!" ”

Han Yu didn't know how to answer this question, she bit her lip and smiled faintly.

"Sister Yu, go to his grandfather's house tomorrow, do you want me to bring you something from outside?" Yang Miaozhen said again.

"There is everything in the Zhuangzi, and there is no need to bring anything. The most distressing thing about Da Lang is that he saw that you were bored in the Zhuangzi, so he wanted to take you out for a walk. Han Yu lowered her eyelids and concealed the faint sourness in her heart: "Fourth lady, if you can have fun tomorrow, that's the best." ”

Yang Miaozhen was stunned, no matter how dull she was, she could also hear the taste of Han Yu's words, she thought about it, sure enough, Zhao Heju was reluctant to go out, he had just been to his grandfather's house once the day before yesterday, and he should have stayed at home these days.

"Could it be that he really went out for himself?" Yang Miaozhen was a little surprised.

"Da Lang has had a headache recently, and if he commits it outside, you can press it for him like me." Han Yu thought of Zhao Youju's headache, and her heart sank, outsiders only said that Huo Chongcheng was a genius boy in Shanyin County, but she knew that her little master was the smartest person in the world. She was the first to enter Yuzhang Mountain Villa, and she had vaguely heard that her little master had been taught by Lu Zu Zhenxian, and she had a golden finger that turned stone into gold. But the genius of heaven will be jealous, if there is anything wrong with his little master because of this headache......

Thinking of this, Han Yu's face turned pale, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore, thinking about Lu Zu repeatedly in her heart. She felt that there was something in her heart, so she didn't want to continue to talk with Yang Miaozhen, so she reluctantly said a few words, and then hurriedly said goodbye.

Seeing her hurried appearance, Yang Miaozhen became naughty again, and quietly followed behind her, wanting to see why she left. They were in Houzhuang, the building was originally simple, Han Yu hurriedly went out, but went straight to Qianzhuang. Yang Miaozhen was a little curious, and following behind her, Han Yu had something in her heart, so she didn't pay attention to her back, and she didn't notice it.

Entering Qianzhuang, Han Yu walked directly to a corner of Sanjin, where there is a small ancestral hall, but it is the ancestral hall of Lu Zu that Zhao Heju's mother Quan's family set up at home. After Han Yu entered, she knelt down on the futon, and prayed in a low voice to Lu Zu's tablet.

Yang Miaozhen followed behind, quietly hiding outside the door, she came late, only to hear her muttering and praying: "Fu begging on the immortal to protect my little master's health and no disease, if there is a disaster, please descend to the slave body has nothing to do with the little master, slave wishes ......"

Hearing this, Yang Miaozhen felt sour in her heart for some reason, and left quietly and silently. She didn't know why her family was like this, and she didn't understand why Zhao and Ju, who were only thirteen years old, were so loyal to Han Yu, Meng Xisheng, Geng Wan, and Long Twelve.

When she returned to Houzhuang, she unconsciously came to Zhao Heju's study again, but she could hear someone talking inside. She was startled, and when she looked over, it turned out to be Mr. Xixi Xiao Bolang and Ou Bama in the house.

"This Xiao scholar is too, he is not a child adopted by that person, but he is a teacher to that person, he is twenty years older than that person! There is also Ou Bama, his father is a well-known blacksmith, although he has not sold himself to the Zhao family, but he is almost there...... Why do these people treat Zhao and Ju so desperately? ”

No matter how hard Yang Miaozhen tried, he couldn't figure out this problem.

"Did you really make it?" Zhao and Ju heard what the two said, jumped up from their positions, and quickly asked the two.

Yang Miaozhen shrank back, Zhao and Ju have rarely seen such a gaffe, so she was a little curious, and she didn't know what Xiao Bolang and Ou Bama had come up with.

As the teacher said, the water vapor expands when heated, pushes the plug up, condenses and then shrinks into a vacuum, and the plug falls because of the air pressure, causing the bar arm to move up and down. The students have experimented with it, and although it is still a little unsatisfactory, it still works. Xiao Bolang affirmed the authenticity, and then praised: "Only a teacher can have such a clever idea!" ”

"I don't dare to take credit for this, I just tell you the principle, and the two of you have repeatedly figured it out." Zhao Youju laughed twice: "This thing is in the laboratory now?" Take me to see it! ”

Yang Miaozhen couldn't understand what they said, and she was even sure that few of the righteous teenagers could understand these strange words. It's just that when Zhao Heju is extremely happy, his face will bloom with luster, making his whole person seem to have a layer of brilliance. Based on this alone, Yang Miaozhen could guess that Xiao Bolang and Ou Bama had created an amazing thing.

What is it that can make Ah Ju so happy? Yang Miao was really curious, but she didn't notice that she actually called Zhao Heju "Aju" in her heart.