The weather was very hot and dry, Zheng Guangzong returned home, although the sky was already bright, but because of the dark clouds, the sky seemed to collapse.

Zheng Wancai of the Zheng family is busy with the housekeeper Zhao Bo at the moment, going to a rice field of the Zheng family.

It turned out that the rice field was still hoarding grain to be dried, which was frighteningly depressed, and Zheng Wancai was also worried that the grain would be wet again.

When Zheng Guangzong returned home, there were only a few old people who were sweeping the yard and sweeping the floor.

"Young master, where have you been, the master was looking for you just now?" Lao Ding looked at Zheng Guangzong and couldn't help frowning.

"I have a lot of things to do, isn't there a project outside the city, and I have to go and see if it's going to rain hard, and in addition, the air is good in the morning, so I went outside to read a book."

Zheng Guangzong's hard work, almost no one in the Zheng family does not know, so that as long as Zheng Guangzong proposes to study, even if the sky falls, no one will disturb him.

Zheng Wancai wants Zheng Guangzong to study hard, and one day he will gain fame and glory for his ancestors.

"Young master, then you go back to the house, the master said, Uncle Zhao will take care of the matter over there, you just remember to study hard." The old man Ding laughed happily.

Zheng Guangzong returned to the house, only to see Xiangling still leaning against the door, with a pair of teary eyes, as if he wanted to see through: "Young master, you are back, you were last night, what did you do......"

Zheng Guangzong took Xiangling's hand and walked inside: "What can I do, I met a few sons, so I drank wine all night and blew cattle all night." ”

"Young master, drinking hurts your body." Xiangling looked Zheng Guangzong up and down, like this, it didn't look like he had drunk all night's wine, but he had wandered outside for a night.

"It's okay, you go get a bucket of water with me, I want to take a bath." Zheng Guangzong did a great thing last night, and his heart is still pounding at the moment.

Xiangling didn't dare to ask too much about the young master's affairs.

However, it is her vocation to serve the young master.

Xiangling took out the large wooden barrel, then used the small barrel to bring in the hot water again and again, and slowly poured it into the large wooden barrel.

Zheng Guangzong was standing in front of the barrel, still in a daze, and Xiangling had already walked over: "Young master, raise your hand?" ”

Why?

Do you want to surrender your gun or not kill?

Zheng Guangzong smiled slyly: "Xiangling, you go out!" ”

"Young master, let the slave maid untie your clothes, besides, the slave maid is not without ......"

Xiangling spoke, but her face turned red for a while.

"What, are you going to wash with me?" Teases Xiangling is like Zheng Guangzong's daily routine, so witty words often come out of his mouth.

"Hate ......"

Xiangling glanced at Zheng Guangzong.

"Why, you don't want to?" Zheng Guangzong's face sank with pretended intent to sink.

"Young master, the bucket is so small, can't the two of us accommodate it?" Xiangling believed it, and her face became more and more red.

"If two people squeeze it, it won't squeeze down." Zheng Guangzong pointed to the barrel, but his face was serious.

"Young master, this is not good, in case someone comes in, it is not good to be seen." Xiangling said what she said, but she was still looking forward to it in her heart.

"Now there is basically no one in the house, who will see it, I want to see, is it too big?" Zheng Guangzong stared at Xiangling with a playful expression.

"Young Master, what did you say?" Xiangling subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her chest.

"It's not that there were too many mosquitoes a few days ago, you were bitten by mosquitoes on your arm, I just wanted to ask, is the bag small." Zheng Guangzong turned out to be pure.

Emma, am I thinking too much?

Xiangling looked at Zheng Guangzong, and her face turned red again: "Young master, when the slave maid takes off her clothes, don't you look at the slave maid, okay?" ”

"What are you undressing for?" Zheng Guangzong's face was full of surprise.

"You, don't you want the slave to take a bath with you?" Xiangling was also stunned.

"What kind of bath, the bucket is so small, in the future, Young Master Ben will make a bigger one, and then soak with you, just go and bring my clean clothes."

Zheng Guangzong has been in a high level of tension since last night, and now he just wants to relax and calm himself.

When Xiangling went to get the clothes, Zheng Guangzong had already removed the clothes on his body, stepped into the barrel, and then squatted down.

The water temperature is just right, neither lukewarm nor hot.

Zheng Guangzong sat inside, only revealing his head, feeling the comfortable warm bath.

A bolt of lightning illuminated the bright tiles of the roof.

Then there was a thunderclap, which clicked through the heavens, like a landslide and the earth cracked.

Xiangling stood in front of Zheng Guangzong with her clothes in her arms, her clothes fell to the ground, and she covered her ears with her hands, revealing a frightened expression.

Zheng Guangzong knew that Xiangling was most afraid of thunder, and when the weather of thunder came, he would be frightened and at a loss, like a frightened rabbit.

Suddenly, Zheng Guangzong stood up from inside.

In the next second, Xiangling covered her eyes, and screamed again: "Young master, you, you ......"

Zheng Guangzong subconsciously covered it, it turned out that when he stood up, he was not wearing clothes, and then he was seen by Xiangling at a glance.

"Xiangling, don't be afraid, thunder is just a natural phenomenon, besides, I'm still here, you don't have to be afraid." Zheng Guangzong comforted softly, but ignored his embarrassment.

"Young master, you better hurry up and put on your clothes, the people in the house will come back in a while." Xiangling picked up the clothes and patted the dust on them with her hands.

Zheng Guangzong stepped out of the barrel, dripping with droplets.

Xiangling took a dry cloth and wiped it for him.

Strong body, and there, Xiangling is almost stupid: "Young master, don't be naughty, you still have to read in a while?" ”

Zheng Guangzong couldn't help but hug Xiangling, with a wicked smile on his face: "With you by my side, where can I still read, I just want to, I just want to ......"

"Young master, don't, the slave doesn't have any name now, it's better not to want it in the future." Xiangling thought that the young master was rising, and blushed again.

"No, I mean, I'm going to teach you how to read and write, what do you think you're doing?" Zheng Guangzong looked at Xiangling's delicate appearance and smiled proudly.

"Nasty, slave won't play with you anymore." Xiangling helped Zheng Guangzong tidy up his clothes, raised his head, and pouted his little mouth.

Click......

Another flash of lightning, another thunderclap.

Xiangling was so frightened that she stuffed herself into Zheng Guangzong's arms again, trembling all over.

After a while, the roof was filled with the sound of crackling raindrops, each more urgent and louder than the other.

Fortunately, the electric light invented by Zheng Guangzong was not affected much, even if it was lightning and thunder, wind and rain, the house was still very bright.

Thundered......

Zheng Guangzong frowned.

It is estimated that the wall could not withstand the baptism of the torrential rain, and then collapsed.