According to the habit, Mao Yulong, whose eyes were already black and the same as a panda, struggled to get up and prepare to sort out his schoolbag to go to school, but someone knocked lightly outside the door, and Mao Yulong stopped his mother from opening the door in person. So I went to open the courtyard door myself.

  Outside the door stood a middle-aged man in a green coat and hat, behind him stood forty or fifty people in house slave clothes, and there were two large carts outside.

  As soon as the man saw Mao Yulong, he immediately took the forty or fifty people to kneel down for Mao Yulong, and after kowtowing, he said respectfully: "Mao Fu to the young master to say goodbye, today the Guogong has sent someone to the Guozijian with the post to ask for leave for the young master and the prince, and Uncle Zhao also allocated our 20 house slaves to the door of the young master Mao, and specially invited the young master and the old lady to get in the car and move to the new home." ”

  At this time, the old lady wiped her hands with an apron, and at the same time, leaned out of the kitchen and asked, "Who is outside the door, you are not invited in, can't you wait for the guests?" ”

  Mao Yulong was in the circle, but as a result, Shi Shiran walked out from behind, and the fat man poked his head out and shouted from afar: "Mother, the fat man is here for your old man." The call was extremely affectionate and familiar, and then he gave Mao Yulong his hand.

  The mother greeted her happily in the courtyard: "My son, come in quickly." ”

  The fat man ran in, hugged his mother's arm, and said happily to his mother: "Mother, my eldest brother and I are not going to school today, so let me be familiar with the familiar home, and then take these servants to be familiar with the place where they will work in the future." ”

  I am only a family of three, and I don't need so many servants, but my mother refused, but Mao Yulong did not refuse, but asked very solemnly: "Who will pay these wages?" Who pays for their food? ”

  The fat man proudly promised: "Of course, my country's government will bear everything, if it really comes to your name, these people are still unwilling to come." Then he was full of contempt for Mao Yulong: "Besides, just like you, let you take the money, can you get it?" ”

  Mao Yulong was very patient to educate the fat man: "Young man, don't laugh at the poor young man, maybe wait a while, and you still ask to come to my door." Then he waved his hand generously to his mother: "Mother, let's give him this face and accept it, anyway, I have a big plan in my heart, and I also need manpower, so it's decided." ”

  Now, he has adopted the mentality of breaking the jar and breaking the pot for this country, his family has fallen into the trap of others, and he will struggle with the female yaksha for the rest of his life in the future.

  And every now and then, there is a bloody dominatrix in my mind, and the face of a beautiful and graceful girl, tangled and repeated, and in the end it can only make Mao Yulong sad, sigh, and sigh that the fate is too unsatisfactory. Then he secretly made up his mind: "When I have a career and my strength can compete with that Guogong, I must take this dominatrix off." ”

  The fat man hugged his mother's arm and took the initiative to make a recommendation. Because it was of great use for her son Mao Yulong to stay, her mother smiled awkwardly and nodded again and again, accepting these subordinates. On the one hand, you can only be at peace with what happens.

  Later, this fat man simply became half the owner of this family, eating and sleeping here every day, enjoying the warm care of his mother, and his mother was no longer anything.

  After settling down in the next family, taking time to spare, my mother called Mao Yulong over: "We moved in a hurry, and when we arrived in a new place, you should take the time to go to your uncle's house to report it, so as not to find anything at your uncle's house in the future, and at the same time, we can't lack courtesy." ”

  Mao Yulong agreed, carefully mixed zero gifts, and prepared to go to his uncle's house to report the news, of course the fat man felt like a shadow, for fear that Mao Yulong would suddenly run away, and there was definitely a feeling of seeing a thief.

  The uncle and grandfather in the old lady's mouth are Mao Wenlong's maternal uncle.

  When Mao Wenlong was nine years old, his father Mao Wei died of illness, and his mother was twenty-six years old at the time, and lived with his son and brother Shen Guangzuo. Shen Guangzuo is a famous eunuch in Hangzhou, a member of the Wanli Yimo Branch, a former Kaifeng Mansion Pusher, a political envoy of Shandong, and a Shunfu Yin. treats Mao Wenlong's family with great care. This time, he was arranged by Mao Wenlong to live in the capital, and he also solemnly entrusted his family of three to the care of this uncle and grandfather, but after all, there was a layer of relationship, and the old lady was unwilling to tie up alone, so the two sides were not salty or light.

  Now that my life is stable, I should also visit my uncle, and I can't miss the courtesy.

  Visiting the elders can't be in the afternoon, that would be disrespectful, because early in the morning of the second day, Mao Yulong got up and began to wash, put on a pretty good shirt, and packed up and went to visit his uncle's house.

  I thought it was very early, but as soon as I opened the door, I saw the old lady wearing an apron around her waist, but she was at a loss outside the kitchen door with her hands tied, and there were two maids who were persuading in a whisper, asking the old lady to go back and rest, and the kitchen was already a knife sound, and there was a smell of rice wafting in the wind.

  Uncle Zhao was intimate, and sent ten maids and ten male servants, the maids and maids were for housekeeping, and the ten male servants were guards and came out to greet them. After flipping through the arrangement, it was originally a poor family, and there was a feeling of stepping up, for example, the old lady was used to getting up early to cook, but she didn't expect that she was completely unemployed.

  Seeing that he was not used to the rotten life of this feudal society, Mao Yulong walked to his mother's side with a smile, took the old lady's hand and walked back to the hall, and the old lady reluctantly turned around as she walked: "Why don't you let me cook?" How do they know my son's tastes? Ya'er's gluttony, and the preference of the king of letters, who must come? ”

  Mao Yulong smiled and comforted: "Mother, in fact, if it is a big fish and a big meat, it is all the same as the taste of a child, as long as there are a few chicken wings, Ya's absolute happiness cannot be found in the north, as for that Wang Xin, he likes rabbits to eat." ”

  The old lady looked at Mao Yulong in surprise: "Don't you like steamed bread and gruel and pickles?" Aren't you that very appetizing fitness? ”

  Mao Yulong laughed, and shook his mother's shoulder gently: "In the past, our family was poor, and I wanted me to be happy without meat, didn't that make my mother embarrassed?" Okay this time, this time it's a big wrong, see if I don't eat Huangpu him. Then he stared fiercely at the direction of the guest room, where he lived, the fat man who didn't leave here, now Mao Yulong saw that the fat man was no longer a brother, it was simply his own meal ticket, and his own family was to spare the kitchen food.

  Hearing Mao Yulong's this, his mother's eyes turned red, and she gently rubbed her sleeves and wiped it: "It's because your father died early, and you don't have the ability to make your brothers and sisters suffer." He choked up.

  Mao Yulong didn't expect that his nonsense would cause his mother to be sad, and he was in a hurry, and he couldn't help but be in a hurry, whether he was wiping his mother's tears, and he was not standing aside and watching. At this time, the two maids came over lightly, one pinched the old lady's shoulder, and the other handed the old lady a basin, and the soft persuasion of the swallow warbler was really very appropriate for every sentence, and fell into the heart of the old lady, just for a while, the old lady broke into laughter.

  Late Ming Dynasty ww.46232/