Zheng Sheng has learned about Daddy Zheng's story in detail, and secretly sighed that Daddy Zheng is unknown in history, but if his experience is made into a story in the 21st century, it is still quite a selling point.

For Zheng Sheng, the experience of Mrs. Huang and Zheng Miao is worthy of sympathy, but this incident went wrong, and his father Zheng Tan who ran away is the biggest person responsible.

Now Zheng Sheng's mother and son left Nanyang and hid in Shunyang Mountain, which is enough to bear. But if Zheng Miao still has bad thoughts about him, Zheng Sheng can only fight back.

In fact, since that accident, Zheng Meng has converged a lot. He no longer had thoughts about Zheng Sheng's life.

But Zheng Meng is still unwilling, a few years ago, Zheng Ming passed the evaluation of Zhongzheng, and was determined to be loyal, brave, resolute, and forceful. You must know that there is actually no one product in the nine products, and the highest is actually the second product. Zheng Meng can be rated as a fourth-grade, which is already a great favor from the county Zhongzheng in the face of Daddy Zheng is Marquis of Ting.

Zheng Meng was awarded the Wanxian thief Cao, and he did a good job of public security and catching thieves. Of course, while cultivating prestige, he can't forget to keep an eye on Zheng Sheng's mother and son, and Zheng Sheng's every move, Zheng Meng will get the news.

This time was no exception, Zheng Sheng built a separate courtyard. Zheng Yuan was alarmed, and the old man sent someone to lecture him.

Zheng Sheng was helpless and bored. He has understood, in fact, the position of the son of this world is not very valuable, Father Zheng is the Pavilion Marquis, and he will be demoted to the Guannei Marquis.

What is Kannaihou? Liupin Guan Neihou. This is an honorary marquis of six grades without food.

In counties with more than 10,000 households, the highest official is called the county order, which is the sixth grade. In other words, the Marquis of Guan Nei is an honorary title equivalent to the status of the secretary of the county-level city and municipal party committee in the 21st century.

It's really not a big deal. Perhaps, what Zheng Miao is fighting for is not the title, but the heart.

But in the chaotic world, can the heart save lives?

Zheng Sheng didn't want to be entangled with Zheng Meng because of the position of the son of the world, he had to continue to exercise and practice his ability to run!

After listening to Zheng Quan's speech, Zheng Sheng looked at the sky, it was almost dark, and he said to Li Anjian: "It's getting dark, when you finish eating, you go back early, remember to get up early tomorrow." ”

Li Anjian shook his head, "Shizi, I don't eat, how can I eat three meals a day?" I was full at noon, and I was not hungry. ”

"You should eat three meals a day. It's my rule. Zheng Sheng said.

Li Anjian was speechless.

"Shizi, what's the matter with him?" Zheng Cheng reacted, when did there be more people in the family.

"He will be my attendant from now on. Zheng Quan, I know what you think, I'll give you a chance. Whatever it is, if you can do better than him, I don't want him. ”

Zheng Quan muttered, "No matter what, do better than him?" Zheng Cheng looked at Li Anjian, feeling that he was looking at a small mountain, "No, at least, I can't compare to the height." ”

"Height doesn't count. Starting tomorrow, Li Anjian will run with me, and you can come too. ”

Zheng Cheng cried and responded with a sad face.

After dinner, the people dispersed, there was no nightlife in ancient times, Zheng Shengfa stayed for a while and slept obediently.

Before going to bed, Qing'er brought him a bowl of fragrant soy milk. Seeing that she wanted to speak and stopped, Zheng Sheng couldn't help but smile.

"You go to bed early, too. By the way, you can go and bring a few bowls of soy milk. Tomorrow, Li Anjian and Shuangquaner will also drink. ”

As a result, Qing'er ran back and forth a few times, and brought three bowls of soy milk.

"Shizi, I want to drink it too." Qing'er said embarrassedly.

"Yours." Zheng Sheng waved his hand angrily. Qing'er left happily.

Zheng Sheng waited for Qing'er to leave, and after listening to Zheng Ming's bad thoughts, he was still not confused, and he was suddenly a little upset.

Just because he hadn't thought about it all day doesn't mean it's not important. If it is indeed what he thinks, then this is the biggest secret of his life.

Zheng Sheng lay on the wooden couch, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, what if he missed it because of insomnia?

Until the middle of the night, he was too tired, Zheng Sheng finally let go of his mind and gradually fell asleep.

Dreamland.

That strange scale, again.

This time, Zheng Sheng looked at it carefully and found that this thing was really exactly the same as the balance he used for experiments in his experimental class in middle school.

There are too many questions to explain. Zheng Sheng didn't think about it anymore.

He began to act, thinking about the four bowls of soy milk brought by Qing'er on the right tray on the scale, and thinking that there was no okara and no throat on the left tray of soy milk.

Then four bowls appeared on the tray on the left side of the scale, and four bowls appeared on the tray on the right, and all eight bowls were milky soymilk!

"Shizi, Shizi, wake up! It's time to go for a run! A voice woke Zheng Sheng up from his dream, he opened his hazy eyes, and was a little angry: "Zheng Quan, you are very positive today!" ”

Zheng Quan heard the dissatisfaction in Zheng Sheng's tone, and he also hated the behavior of disturbing people's sleep, but today was different.

"Shizi, you got up late today, and the stupid big man has already come." Zheng Quan brought the bowl, "Shizi, drink quickly, drink the bean soup, let's go for a run." ”

Zheng Quan handed him the bowl, "Shizi, Qing'er is becoming more and more disagreeable, you can understand her, just drink cold soup." This bowl of bean soup is only half a bowl. Is she afraid of spilling? ”

Zheng Sheng was stunned for a moment, he took the bowl and looked at the half bowl of soy milk in the bowl. He remembered that Qing'er brought a bowl that was obviously full.

Zheng Sheng took a sip, cold and delicate.

Zheng Sheng let out a long breath and drank it all. It's a little less, Zheng Sheng thought.

"Shizi, there is still bean soup, do you still want to drink it?" Zheng asked.

"Don't drink it, I have a bowl of you, and this thing is called soy milk, go drink it!"

Zheng Quan drank it all and slurped.

Zheng Sheng thought that he could detect something, but he thought that this kid didn't drink soy milk on weekdays, so he naturally didn't understand the difference.

"Qing'er is awake too, right? Tell the two of them to come in, and the soy milk is theirs. ”

Zheng Cheng turned around and went out, not hearing what was said outside, but he was sure that Zheng Cheng and Qing'er had quarreled. Qing'er ran in with red eyes, "It's obviously four big bowls that I brought here, how is it possible?" ”

Qing'er looked at the two empty bowls and the two bowls with half a bowl of soy milk, and her tears couldn't stop flowing, "No, it's obviously full." ”

Zheng Quan saw Qing'er crying at the door, so he shrank back in fright and pulled Li Anjian away.

"Shizi, am I full? You have seen it too. Qing'er thought of a possibility: "Hmph, I know, Zheng Quan must have drunk it secretly." Shizi, you have to help me teach him a lesson! ”

Zheng Sheng hurriedly stopped her divergent brain hole: "No. That bowl is yours. Try. ”

Qing'er's eyes lit up, wiped her tears, picked up the bowl and took a sip, "There is really no bean dregs." ”

"I used the 'secret method' to get rid of the okara, but I also consumed half a bowl of soy milk. That's the way it is, it's not a double drink. Zheng Sheng began to make up stories.

Qing'er nodded.

"Don't tell anyone about the secret method, this is my exclusive secret recipe and can't be passed on." Zheng Sheng blocked Qing'er's mouth, "If you say it, don't think about drinking soy milk again." ”

Qing'er continued to nod, "I won't say it. ”

Zheng Sheng looked at the last bowl of soy milk, called Li Anjian in, and asked him to drink it.

Everything was normal on this day, and the biggest fun was that Zheng Cheng and Li Anjian kept competing.

In the afternoon teaching class, Li Anjian was more focused, and Zheng Cheng also showed a slightly better understanding than Li Anjian, which finally made Zheng Sheng feel a little relieved.

Zheng Sheng first taught them how to write the Arabic alphabet, and planned to let them practice the four arithmetic in the future.

Zheng Sheng was a little absent-minded, and now he was most concerned about the strange scales that appeared in his dream.

What can he trade it for? What to do and what problem to solve?

Zheng Sheng had a hunch that it might change the fate of his life.