As the "squeak" sound got louder and louder, the carriage had driven out of Yecheng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhuo Song was smiling and stroked his beard, very happy.

Zhuo Yifan, who was sitting on the other side, did not have the interest he had when he came, and he had a wooden expression along the way, sometimes he was distracted unconsciously, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhuo Song's mood is much happier now than when he came, and his spirit is especially full of energy, he will tell him what he saw in Xuantie Villa, and he will talk to himself about how he will build the villa after returning to the village.

Even so, he always ushered in the ignorance of his son Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Song, who was talking energetically, felt this inexplicable change, and he was also confused. How could his son, who has always been playful and curious, have such an abnormal phenomenon, which makes him, as a father, very puzzling.

"Fan'er, what do you want to make you so obsessed?"

Zhuo Song, who was still talking just now, now frowned, looked at Zhuo Yifan with concern and asked.

Zhuo Yifan, who was as stunned as a wooden chicken, was also suddenly shocked when he heard his father's inquiry: "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that this carriage is so shaky that my head is a little dizzy." ”

"Yes, I didn't see you faint when I came, why did I make you dizzy when I came back. Zhuo Song, who was full of suspicion, said curiously.

"I, I don't know, maybe I didn't sleep yesterday. Zhuo Yifan was a little stumbled when his father asked.

When Zhuo Song heard his son's words, he laughed "hehe", which attracted Zhuo Yifan's ignorance.

"Dad, what are you laughing at?" Zhuo Yifan was very surprised.

"Dad is from here, I think you want to be exquisite. ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard his father's words, he was speechless for a while, and only said after a while: "Dad, what are you talking about, how could I think about that crazy girl." ”

"Hahaha, don't admit it yet. It's okay, your dad has already taken care of this for you. You can rest assured, Linglong will come to our Zhuo family soon. When Zhuo Song said this, he gave people a feeling of overjoy.

When Zhuo Yifan heard his father's words, he knew that Yue Linglong was coming to his home, but he didn't know that he was marrying, which made Zhuo Yifan, who didn't know the truth, know what to do.

"Dad, you said that Yue Linglong was coming to our house, why did she come to our house?" I don't know what my father's intentions are, Zhuo Yifan asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, you'll know when the time comes. Zhuo Song stroked his beard and lifted the curtain of the car and said softly.

Hearing his father's explanation in a few words, Zhuo Yifan's face was no longer a wooden expression along the way, but turned to a cloud full of suspicion.

On a bumpy path, a horse-drawn carriage and a few pedestrians passed through, kicking up dust. On this dirt road, only two ruts and some scattered footprints were left, extending in the direction of Liangcheng.

After nearly half a day's drive, Zhuo Song and others had come to the gate of Liangcheng City.

As soon as he entered the city gate, a familiar feeling came to his heart, and Zhuo Yifan, who was sitting in the carriage, became pleasant.

Although he was away from home for just a few days, in Zhuo Yifan's eyes, it seemed that a year had passed.

Hearing the noise outside, Zhuo Yifan stuck his head out of the car, saw such a familiar picture, and said to his father in the car: "Dad, we have arrived in Liangcheng, and we are almost home." ”

Hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, Zhuo Song stroked his beard and nodded and said with a smile: "Well, it's better to go home." ”

After a while, the carriage had arrived at the gate of Zhuojian Villa.

Zhuo Song got out of the carriage, looked up at the furnishings at the gate of his house, and recalled the scene of the gate of Xuantie Villa, which was another fine comparison.

Zhuo Song said to himself: "Compared with Xuantie Villa, this village is still slightly inferior. Then he shook his head helplessly and walked towards the gate.

Wu An, the subordinate who followed behind, saw that the old man was about to arrive at the gate of the village, so he trotted to knock on the door before the old man.

One of the attendants hurriedly opened the door, while the other turned his head and ran inside, shouting, "The master is back, the master is back." ”

The housekeeper who heard the news and other subordinates in the village also gathered from all directions in the courtyard to welcome the return of the old man.

Looking at Ding Zhisheng, a person in the village, thinking that it could also be compared with Xuantie Villa, Zhuo Song's face was suddenly full of energy and radiant.

Xiao Cui, Mu Xuan's personal maid in the inner courtyard, heard that the master was back, and quickly ran into the lady's room from outside the door.

With a "bang", he pushed open Mu Xuan's door.

Mu Xuan was embroidering, and when she saw that Xiao Cui, who was in a panic, ran in without knocking on the door, she said with a straight face: "Why don't you knock on the door, I don't understand the rules at all." ”

"Madame, if I had spoken out about it, you wouldn't have blamed me. Xiao Cui said with a hippie smile.

"What the hell are you doing with this little girl, what is it worth making such a big move for you?" Mu Xuan stopped the embroidery in her hand, raised her head to look at Xiao Cui, and wondered.

"Anyway, it's a good thing, it's a great thing for Madame. Cui muttered.

After listening to Xiao Cui's words, Mu Xuan looked out of the door and thought for a moment, then showed a flower-like smile, got up and walked out of the door.

"Madame is so clever. Xiao Cui, who was stunned for a moment, hurriedly chased after her.

The people in the courtyard had already unloaded their things, and Zhuo Yifan was walking towards the lobby behind his father.

Mu Xuan, who came from the inner courtyard, had not yet come to Zhuo Song, and had already shouted ten meters away: "It's the master who is back." ”

Zhuo Song, who heard this, turned his head to look at Mu Xuan, and said with a smile on his face: "Well, I'm back." ”

Zhuo Yifan was also very happy to see his mother coming over, and he said angrily: "Mother, I miss you, and I also want to eat the food you cook." ”

Mu Xuan looked at Zhuo Song, and when she heard what her son said, she said overjoyedly: "You little gluttonous cat who hasn't grown up, I'll make you your favorite braised saury in a while." ”

Mu Xuan, who approached, had a particularly bright smile on her face. In Mu Xuan's heart, nothing is as important as Zhuo Yifan. Looking at the naughty and hip-hop Zhuo Yifan, Mu Xuan took his son's hand and followed Zhuo Song towards the hall.

After a while, a waiter walked in from outside the hall, brought some tea, and placed it on the table on the right hand side of the three people.

"Master, Fan'er seems to have lost weight. Mu Xuan saw Zhuo Yifan, who was a little quiet, and said with pity.

Zhuo Song heard Mu Xuan's words and smiled slightly, "No, I think it's the same as before, madam, you miss your son too much." ”

Mu Xuan smiled after hearing this: "Yes, I miss my son." Fan'er hasn't left me for so long since she was a child. ”

Zhuo Yifan's face was happy after hearing this, and he pouted and said, "Hmph, my mother still loves me." ”

Zhuo Song, who was sitting in front of the main hall, shook his head speechlessly when he saw such a scene.

"By the way, master, this time you go to Xuantie Villa, Fan'er's proposal is going well, right?" Mu Xuan asked unintentionally.

Before Zhuo Song could speak, Zhuo Yifan stood up and said first: "Mother, it turns out that you know about this matter, why did you lie to me?"

Hearing Zhuo Yifan speak to Mu Xuan in such a tone, Zhuo Song said majestically: "Fan'er, you are so disrespectful, how did you talk to your mother?"

Mu Xuan looked at Zhuo Song with a straight face, and immediately went to play a round: "Don't be angry, master, it's not right to hide this matter from Fan'er." ”

Mu Xuan was afraid that the conflict between father and son would escalate again for the two of them because of this matter. In a family, there is a blackface singer, and there is a redface, and she is the one who sings the red face. She herself dotes on her son, and she does everything to ease her son's emotions every time.

Zhuo Song is very disapproving of her education method, but there has been no good way to stop it. Although he regarded himself as a strict father who "produced filial piety under the stick", he never implemented it on Zhuo Yifan. This is mainly due to the particularity of Mu Xuan's identity, so he has not been able to use the strict father's policy of educating his son. In this regard, Zhuo Song was also very helpless.

Zhuo Yifan was also very angry when he saw his father's stiff face, but when he saw the kind mother next to him, he also put away the fire in his heart and slowly returned to his seat.

Mu Xuan's heart that was hanging in the air at the moment finally fell, and said to Zhuo Yifan with a smile: "Fan'er, the reason why I didn't let you know was not because of your temper, which was as stubborn as your father. ”

Before Mu Xuan's words were finished, Zhuo Song frowned and said, "Madam, why did you talk about me again, and besides, am I so stubborn?"

Mu Xuan turned his head and continued with a smile: "Of course your temper is stubborn, Fan'er is like you at this point, but it seems to be more stubborn than you." ”

"Mother, am I so stubborn?" Zhuo Yifan muttered.

Mu Xuan saw Zhuo Yifan, who looked aggrieved, and hurriedly changed his tone: "No, no, your father is more stubborn than you." ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Song was also very helpless.

It is said that a woman's face is like a June sky, and it changes when it is said, but it doesn't become as fast as it just now.