"And these."

Ding Zhenyu smiled and uncovered the bottom of the box, and there was still a layer on the front, which contained a few boxes of jewelry rouge, "Auntie looks at the arrangement, and the little nephew will not be distributed." ”

Feng groaned.

Although the boy is only eleven or twelve, in this era when men and women are seven years old, it is inconvenient for him to give gifts to women.

Therefore, those gifts for women had to be distributed uniformly by Feng Yin, an elder.

She bowed her head: "Okay, you help me get the things, and take you to Uncle Zhang just now." ”

"Hey, okay."

Ding Zhenyan heard that Feng Yin was not angry, and his tone couldn't help but relax, so he hurriedly put away his things, carried the box and followed Feng Yin into the main house.

In the main room, Zhang Yiming had just dressed neatly and was leaning on the edge of the kang to comb his hair.

Hearing the sound of footsteps and the door opening, he turned his head to look over and saw Feng Yin coming in with a young man.

Through the young man's dress temperament, Zhang Yiming guessed that this should be the small owner of Yaxianju that Feng Yin once said.

"Lady."

Zhang Yiming did not greet Ding Zhencai directly, but looked at Feng Yin inquiringly.

Feng Yin hurriedly introduced them: "Husband, this is the Ding Zhen of the little proprietor of Yaxianju that I told you. ”

Turning his head and saying to Ding Zhencai, "Zhencai, this is your Uncle Zhang, aunt's husband." ”

Zhang Yiming's hand movements sped up, tied his hair in three or two times, stood firm on the edge of the kang with one hand, and stretched out the other: "Welcome to the little owner." ”

Ding Zhenfang hurriedly put down the box he was carrying, and walked a few steps quickly to Zhang Yiming: "Uncle, don't move, my little nephew knows that you are still injured." ”

The young man took Zhang Yiming's hand and shook it gently: "The little nephew also just learned that my uncle was injured and resting at home, and I finally saw you today." ”

Seeing the young man so enthusiastic, the corners of Zhang Yiming's lips twitched, and he always felt that the two guests were upside down.

I didn't know how to respond for a while.

Seeing this, Feng Yin hurriedly came out to play a round: "Husband, Zhen Fang is such a self-cooked character, don't be embarrassed." ”

Then he said to Ding Zhenyu: "Your uncle doesn't talk much, and he is not used to being too enthusiastic with people. ”

Ding Zhenyu waved his hand again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, my little nephew heard that Uncle Zhang is an excellent master in the academy." ”

"There are several friends of the little nephew in the academy, and they often praise Master Zhang in front of the little nephew for being very easy to understand and being the best teacher in their lives."

The corners of Zhang Yiming's mouth twitched: "......" is a little brat, how can there be such a sycophant?

He remembered how old-fashioned he was before he came.

If that kind of teaching method can also be liked by the students, then it is called hell.

As soon as Feng Yin saw Zhang Yiming's expression, she knew that Ding Zhencai's words were exaggerated.

She hurriedly said, "Okay, Zhencai, your Uncle Zhang is still injured and can't stand for a long time." ”

"Hurry up and let him lean on the kang, if he stands down again, I'm afraid it will make the injury worse."

Ding Zhenyan listened to Feng Yin's reminder, and hurriedly held Zhang Yiming with both hands: "Ouch, I'm sorry, uncle, it's the little nephew's fault." ”

"Come on, come on, the little nephew will help you go to the kang to rest, but don't miss out because of the little nephew's visit."

Feng Yin also stepped forward to help hold it, and asked Zhang Yiming to help him back on the kang and lean on the folded futon, and the man's expression eased down.

Ding Zhenyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and turned around and hurriedly took out the gift he brought: "Uncle, this is a little bit of my nephew's heart, I hope you like it." ”

Zhang Yiming looked at Feng Yin inquiringly, and the latter bowed slightly, signaling that he could accept it.

Anyway, I already have a cooperative relationship with the Ding family, and it is not too much to accept some gifts from them.