Shen Hao wrapped the brocade coat of white fox fur tightly, and raised his chin: "Knock on the door." ”

Fushun took a few steps forward, buckled on the bamboo door, but his face was facing the courtyard behind the bamboo fence, and raised his voice, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful: "Excuse me, is anyone there?" ”

There was silence.

Fushun glanced back at Shen Hao.

Shen Hao pursed his lips and chuckled, and said lightly: "Ask again." ”

Fushun had to turn his head: "May I ask anyone?" ”

Still no one answered.

Shen Hao coughed lightly and said, "Ask, is Mr. at home?" ”

Fushun blinked, what? Miss Jingzhi was not afraid that Mr. Beizhu would be displeased, and she dared to directly point out that she already knew his identity?

"Excuse me, is the gentleman at home?"

There was finally movement in the yard.

With a bang, the door was suddenly opened, and a childish voice rang out angrily: "Who?" And who? So nasty! ”

Fushun's eyes widened.

This, this! How is it a child?!

A boy of about seven or eight years old kicked and dragged all the way out, shouting in a straight voice: "Let people sleep? Don't let people sleep well!? ”

With a clatter, he pulled the latch open, and a small head poked out from between the two doors.

The two girls are combed in a mess. Two big eyes, pitch black, and bones rolling. The little nose was furious.

Seeing Shen Hao from Fushun, Fang eased up, the door opened a little, and a small body stood up.

However, he didn't speak, and raised his head arrogantly, obviously waiting for Shen Hao to salute him first.

Shen Hao looked at the little boy from top to bottom, smiled, bowed slightly, and said gently: "Mr. is not at home?" ”

Xiao Tong's face changed: "How do you know?" "Defensive.

Shen Hao tilted his head: "Otherwise, why would no one comb your hair?" ”

The little boy raised his hand and touched his own corner, annoyed and angry, frowning and glaring: "You are rude!" ”

As soon as this sentence was said, Aunt Zeng and Fushun changed color together.

Shen Hao's original playful smile was also put away, and his eyes became sharp: "Moreover, if Mr. is at home, how can you be so bold and scold people for hating them before you see the faces of the guests?" ”

The little child's pink little face turned red, held it for a long time, took a deep breath, and suddenly became casual: "Who are you and what are you here for?" ”

There were four people in the group, and all three of them raised their eyebrows in surprise.

That's it, in the past? Changed the subject?

Shen Hao seemed to be familiar with it, smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to Aunt Zeng: "I am ......"

Before she could introduce herself, footsteps suddenly came from behind, and a young man greeted her from afar: "Ambiguous! Ambiguous! Isn't Mr. back?! ”

The voice......

Shen Hao paused, and the hand stretched out to Aunt Zeng also paused, and then took it back, completely hiding himself in the big haze again. At the same time, he took a few steps to the side and walked to the side of the carriage.

Aunt Zeng understood, and hurriedly gave Linglong a look, and the two of them stood in front of Shen Hao, blocking her figure.

Xiao Tong glanced at her strangely, but he didn't care about it, his face was happy, and he waved vigorously at the people who were traveling all the way away: "Brother Zhang! ”

The young man walked over quickly, and when he saw Fushun first, he was stunned. His eyes turned, and when he saw Aunt Zeng, he settled down, frowned slightly, and suddenly became cold.

Xiao Tong looked at him and smiled: "Brother Zhang, you are really punctual." ”

The young man smiled, walked over, didn't enter the yard, reached out and touched the corner of the little boy first: "Where did Aunt Zhu go?" Coming home to see your little grandson again? ”

Xiao Tong was instantly aggrieved, nodded, and sniffed.

The young man took out a paper bag from his bosom and handed it to him: "Eat quickly, there is only this bit of heat left." ”

A smell of meat wafted from the cracks in the oiled paper bag.

How many patties should it be?

Shen Hao looked at the small hole in the young man's cotton felt cloak behind Aunt Zeng, and thought: This is really, there is no clever word without coincidence.

This is actually the young man that Shen Hao almost bumped into in the carriage when he went out just now!

The little boy actually stood there, took the meatloaf and ate it in a big gulp, and the corners of his mouth and hands were immediately oiled.

Aunt Zeng couldn't help it, and said loudly: "It's a cold day, and the mountain wind is biting. Brother shouldn't eat here. Greasy stuff that makes it easy to get upset on your stomach. ”

The little boy was obviously hungry and hungry, and he was in a hurry, so he didn't care about that, and in the blink of an eye, two meatloafs were stuffed in.

The face of the man who was called Brother Zhang by Xiao Tong was not so ugly, and he turned around and nodded slightly: "He's used to it, it's okay." ”

Aunt Zeng's family was only one or two years older than this child, and she couldn't help frowning distressedly when she heard this.

Shen Hao smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Didn't we bring hot water in the car?" ”

Aunt Zeng was stunned, hurriedly walked to the car, took a small warm kettle and a tea cup. Turned around and walked to Xiao Tong's side, poured a bowl, handed it over, and said softly, "Slow down, slow down." Take a sip of hot tea and don't choke. ”

The little boy stopped with a mouthful of meatloaf in his mouth, blinked wide, a little hesitant, looked at Brother Zhang, saw him nodding, Fang bent his eyes, stretched out his hand to take the tea bowl, and ate while drinking.

Shen Hao and Fushun were silent.

A few people accompanied the child to finish a bag of meatloaf.

Aunt Zeng couldn't help but take her own handkerchief, carefully wiped the greasy crumbs from the corners of his mouth, wiped his two oily hands without saying anything, and whispered in her mouth:

"Drink hot water. Wait for the person who takes care of you at home to come back, don't gobble it up like this, your stomach hurts. On this cold day, you should have a stove to boil hot water.

"My hands are full of oil, go back and wash them with hot water and wipe the pancreas, otherwise it will be easy to get dirty, and I will get sick if I eat again." Remember? ”

The boy was a little shy, took his hand back and hid it behind him.

Brother Zhang's face improved, he groaned slightly, turned to Shen Hao's direction, bowed his head and bowed his hand, and threw himself to the ground: "Miss is afraid that she is here to find Mr. Beizhu?" ”

Linglong was still about to cover Shen Hao, but Shen Hao knew that there was no need for this, so he simply took two steps forward and curtsied: "Exactly." ”

Brother Nazhang straightened up, but Shouli cast his eyes on the ground and did not look at Shen Hao's face: "Mr. Beizhu finished the New Year, and the third year of junior high school went away. The return date is undecided. Last year, it was the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month before he came back. Miss can go back. ”

Shen Hao bowed: "Thank you for informing." ”

Brother Nazhang hesitated for a moment, and then arched his hand: "In Xia Zhangyang, it is the teaching of Changxing Academy under the mountain, and he will leave Wuxing in a day or two." I wonder if Miss will stay in Wuxing? ”

Zhang Yang, teaching?

Shen Hao remembered Shen Dian's grievances for Mr. Beizhu.

“…… Mr. Nguyen is a well-educated scholar of the past and the present, and he is by no means a person who smells of copper......"

It turns out that the root is here.

"Zhang Jiaoxi is Mr. Beizhu's, an outer disciple?" Shen Hao thought about his words for a moment and asked softly.

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