"The child is not sensible, and he is not light or heavy, as his father, I apologize to you."

In the last family's house, Zhang Qi expressed his apologies and put the sugar packet he bought as an apology in the hands of the somewhat stunned owner.

With a light cough, Zhang Qian also realized his mistake, stepped forward with a ashamed face, saluted respectfully, and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The child's childish voice sobered up the owner of the house.

He hurriedly said.

"I can't do it."

The hand holding the sugar packet didn't know where to put it for a while.

One is the undisputed emperor of Liaodi, and the other is the next emperor, the current crown prince.

The two people with such a noble status came to his house, but what they did was to apologize.

He has lived most of his life, and he really has never had this kind of battle, and he really doesn't know how to speak for a while.

I saw his insecurity and the women and children beside him who were even more restless.

Qingling stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hand, and said in a sincere tone.

"Sister-in-law, the children in the family are not sensible, and I hope you don't take it to heart."

"This is the little Langjun in the family, well, it's really a talent, Qian'er was reckless a few days ago, did it hurt you?"

"Eh, look at it."

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's normal for children to fight among themselves, your lordship, madam, you can come, it's really to make the humble house shine, look at me."

"I don't know how to talk when I encounter a big event, please sit, please sit."

As soon as the woman spoke, the scene softened slightly.

The owner of the house hurriedly invited everyone to sit down.

Zhang Qi didn't refuse, so he sat down, saw that Zhang Qian also wanted to climb onto the stool, and kicked lightly and pointed at the very cramped young man in the room.

"Go and apologize."

"Oh."

The little man moved over to the boy, and he could see that he was very embarrassed.

Apologizing to the client's parents and apologizing directly to the client are two completely different mentalities.

One is a little embarrassed.

The latter is very embarrassing.

"That."

"That."

Zhang Qian stood in front of the young man for a long time, still not knowing how to speak.

And the young man also looked at him with a blank face.

The two were embarrassed on the spot.

After Zhang Qi asked Zhang Qian to apologize again, he didn't care about it, but talked to the owner of the house.

"It's very warm in the house, and the kang plate is pretty good, so you can make it yourself?"

Facing Zhang Qi's conversation with a smile on his face, the owner of the house gradually calmed down the surging mood in his heart and nodded and replied.

"It's my own plate, this kang invented by the king is really easy to use, in the past, in winter, the firewood burned out overnight can only be resisted, now it's good, with this ondol, and honeycomb coal, as long as you add new coal before going to bed at night, you can sleep comfortably until early in the morning."

When it comes to his home, the owner of the house speaks significantly more, and his speech is more fluent.

"What is the harvest of the acres at home? When going to the grain station, did the officials make it difficult? ”

The gurgling tea was poured into the teacup by the owner of the house from the teapot, and Zhang Qi reached out to take it, chatting about homely things.

Hearing Zhang Qi ask about the property, the owner of the house smiled even more.

"The harvest is good, the harvest is good, our family originally divided six acres of land under the policy, and in addition to eating and preparing some surplus grain every year, there is also a lot of surplus that is sold to the grain station."

"Take this year as an example, the purchase price of the grain station is eight catties of wet grain per penny, and my family has almost 3,000 catties of surplus grain, which is sold for more than 370 yuan."

"This money, I have saved it in the money bank, and when the little ghost in the family is older, I will find him a martial arts master, learn the culture well, practice martial arts, and wait for the future to go to the army to serve the king well."

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll wait."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Hearing Zhang Qi laughing, the owner of the house also laughed.

There's nothing more exciting than imagining a future, especially since it's not just a fantasy, it's a real possibility.

Zhang Qi had a happy chat here.

Zhang Qian, after a short period of twisting, also expressed his apologies to the young man.

Among children, conflicts arise quickly and disperse faster.

After a while, the two became very familiar and ran to the yard to play.

"Why don't we go find Xiao Fei and Xiao Yu, and the four of us play together?"

In the courtyard, the young man asked Zhang Qian.

"Are the two people who were beaten by me in the playground with you?"

"Uh-huh."

Qin Li nodded.

Children are already playful, but now that he has such a playmate, he just wants to take it to show off to his friends.

Zhang Qian scratched his head and looked inside the room.

"Then I'll ask my father."

Qin Li also looked at the house, and his neck couldn't help shrinking.

When he saw Zhang Qi just now, he couldn't open his mouth.

Zhang Qian walked towards the house.

"Father and mother, I went out with Xiaoli."

Qingling looked at Zhang Qi, but Zhang Qi glanced at his son and nodded.

"Don't leave the city!"

"Got it."

After that, Zhang Qian ran out of the courtyard with Qin Li.

The six shadow guards hidden around the courtyard broke away from the troops and followed behind Zhang Qian.

"Little boy, this."

Compared with Zhang Qi's calmness, the owner of the house was more worried.

He was not worried about his son, but Zhang Qi's only son, the crown prince who was nailed on the floor of Liao.

"It's okay, there will be guards following, children should take a closer look, locked in the inner courtyard, sooner or later there will be problems."

Listening to the owner's worries, Zhang Qi said lightly, turned his head, and chatted with him about the shortcomings of his parents in life.

After chattering, Zhang Qi learned more about the lives of ordinary people in Liaodi, and after glancing at the sky outside, he got up and said.

"It's good that the family is good, my brother is living a good life, I won't bother much, there are still a bunch of things waiting for me to approve, so I won't stay."

"Eh, let's go slowly."

The owner of the house is very happy to be able to talk to Zhang Qi for so long, what a privilege.

For a while, he felt that his son's beating was worth it, even if he was beaten every day.

Leaving the last family to apologize, Zhang Qi and Qingling walked on the streets of Liaodong City.

It's late afternoon and the temperature is starting to drop.

Those who came and went were covered in thick cotton jackets.

Although the climate of Liaodi is not suitable for cotton planting, with the gradual development of the five border counties, cotton planting has also been harvested.

With the arrival of cotton, the textile industry in Liaoning is also blooming.

The weaving technique of cloth is the same every year.

By now, the stitch density of the cloth has long been standardized.

Not to mention padded jackets, there are several textile mills that are classified as first-class, and the high-quality cloth produced by them can be used to make down jackets.

Although the yield is a little low.

(End of chapter)