Sitting on the side of the nursery rhyme, his fingers subconsciously dragged his cheeks a little overwhelmed.

Now that the situation is uncertain, I think there will be troubles in the future, so how can I be in the mood to talk to nursery rhymes. Or something funny.

couldn't help but show a wry smile, now I really suffered a sin.

"Your cheap brother..."When the nursery rhyme talked about Zhang Biao, the corners of his eyebrows softened significantly.

When Xiao Qi heard the nursery rhyme about Zhang Biao, he slowly changed from reluctance at the beginning, then quite interested, to relish later.

"I didn't expect my brother to have such an experience."

When Xiao Qi and Tong Yao were still chatting about Zhang Biao's childhood, Fan Wei was carefully decorating the bedroom for Xiao Qi.

"No, no, that's how it should be."

"That's not there, it's supposed to be that."

In the stunned expressions of the maids, Zhang Biao looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Don't be stunned, where are you going to spread these?"

By the time Fan Wei took Xue Yi to Zhang Biao's house, it was already evening, and the aggrieved Xue Yi followed behind Fan Wei, her eyes were red, obviously on the road, she was reprimanded by Fan Wei.

The bamboo shadows are swaying, and there are no people on both sides of the road, and the ears are full of rustling sounds.

Fan Wei stood in front of the door, wanting to call the door, but sighed again, turned to Xue Yi and said, "That's what Mr. said?" ”

Xue Yi nodded, not daring to say anything, at this moment, the courtyard door opened, and a servant came out, and said to Fan Wei with some surprise: "Deacon, are you really here?" ”

Fan Wei looked at this person, because he was selected by himself, and he was not polite, and said directly: "Could it be that Mr. asked you to wait for me?" ”

The servant sighed and was even more shocked: "Could it be that you can also tell fortunes, deacon?" ”

Fan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, take me to see Mr." ”

The servant said cautiously: "Oh, Mr. has ordered, let Miss Xue Yi go and tidy up the utensils for Xiao Qi's bedroom first." ”

Seeing that Fan Wei's face was a little unsightly, the servant hurriedly said, "Mr. said that the deacon must have a bad face when he came, so let the deacon go to the living room to drink some fire-lowering tea beforehand." ”

Fan Wei held back the depression in his heart and said lightly: "What else did Mr. say?" ”

"Mr. said that if the deacon is depressed in his heart, he might as well vent it, and don't suffocate his body." This subordinate finally made up his mind to say what Zhang Biao said.

Hearing the subordinate's complaint, Fan Wei didn't get angry, but laughed loudly, "Okay, accompany me to the living room." ”

Xue Yi didn't know what to do, but now Fan Wei didn't speak, and took the subordinate away by herself, leaving Xue Yi in place, and she didn't dare to move, so she could only watch Zhang Biao go away for a long time.

After a while, a little maid flashed out and said to Xue Yi: "Miss Xue Yi will go to Miss Seven's house first and wait." ”

This maid was still a little worried when she saw Xue Yi, "Deacon Fan will be informed by Mr. there, Miss Xue Yi can rest assured." ”

"Oh..."

Xue Yi was a little wooden now, and after hearing this, she followed the little maid towards a room in the back.

When she arrived at the door of the bedroom prepared by Zhang Biao for Xiao Qi, Xue Yi remembered Xiao Qi, so she looked at the maid and asked, "Dare to ask my young lady her?" ”

The maid smiled, Xiao Qi was still in the nursery rhyme's room, and of course the maid didn't know what the two were doing.

Fan Wei was in front, and the servant from before followed behind, accepting Fan Wei's various interrogations.

The servant finally couldn't bear it anymore, and replied with an innocent face: "Deacon, I really didn't hide anything, and Mr. said this." ”

"So, did the gentleman say when he would see me?"

"Nope"

Fan Wei himself had run out of patience, so he simply waved his hand to let him retreat, and he went to the living room alone.

In the living room, as the servant said, there was a kettle on the table in the center, which should be used for Fan Wei to dissipate gas.

Fan Wei had no intention of drinking, but he didn't want Zhang Biao to think that he didn't accept his kindness, so he could only pick up the teacup and pour himself a cup.

The fresh fragrance of tea washed away the tiredness of the body for many days, and unconsciously came out of the mouth: "Good tea." ”

I don't know if it's the mental effect, or the solitary rest time left by Zhang Biao plays a role, and now Fan Wei's depression in his heart feels a little relaxed. Putting the teacup aside, he shook his head and sighed softly.

"Sir's behavior is really strange."

As for Xiao Qi, he was lying on the bed of the nursery rhyme, his hands wrapped around the quilt of the nursery rhyme, and his delicate skin rubbed against the fluffy pillow from time to time, making a cute snoring sound.

I don't know when, Xiao Qi accepted the kindness of the nursery rhyme, from sitting to lying down, from awake to asleep.

Tong Yao looked at Xiao Qi's sleeping smiling face, revealing a look of expectation.

Fan Wei cupped one cup after another, until a pot of tea bottomed out, and he didn't see Zhang Biao's figure, regretting his decision to let that person leave just now, it was a faint move.

But just when Fan Wei drank the last cup of tea, the door of the living room was pushed open.

"Deacon Fan, it's been a long time."

Fan Wei hurriedly got up and said, "Sir, I..."

Zhang Biao immediately made a gesture that he didn't need to say again, "Deacon doesn't need to tell it again, I have already known the rumors in Beijing in the past few days, which is why I deduced that you would come." ”

Fan Wei immediately said with some anger: "Since Mr. knows this, why do you want to keep Miss Seven here?" If something happens. ”

Zhang Biao sighed lightly, "If you don't come, it means that everything has not reached the worst outcome, but you are here..."

After Zhang Biao finished speaking, Fan Wei's expression darkened, "It seems that Mr. has guessed?" ”

Zhang Biao approached and patted Fan Wei on the shoulder, "Deacon Fan, please take a seat." ”

Fan Weiyi grabbed Zhang Biao's hand and said, "I beg Mr. to help you get through this difficulty!" If you succeed, you will not be disadvantaged. ”

Zhang Biao didn't answer, but just said a specious word, "This matter is probably a foregone conclusion, but now it can only be taken one step at a time." ”

Fan Wei saw that Zhang Biao was unmoved, so he wanted to give Zhang Biao a big gift, but was also pulled by Zhang Biao: "Deacon Fan, you don't have to do this, the purpose of my trip is for the Zhang family's tribulation, but success or not depends on the destiny of heaven." ”

"Sir..."

Fan Wei continued to shout again, and when he saw that Zhang Biao no longer answered, he gritted his teeth, and finally sat back on the chair.

"These things shouldn't have been mixed up with our subordinates, since Mr. said it, then naturally Mr. has his own plans, I just hope that if Mr. is useful to get the place below, don't refuse to come and find it."