Chapter 449

When the young coachman was tying the horse, Zhang Bo, the housekeeper of the Wang family, came over. Wang Zhiwu nodded and said with a smile, "Hello, Zhang Bo." Wang Zhiwu's skin looks good, and his smile makes people feel like a spring breeze. The young driver took back his eyes and said in his heart that his second young master was also a strange man with a changed face.

"Good morning, second young master." Zhang returned with a smile. The old man had been in the Wang family for a long time. He almost watched Wang Zhiwen and Wang Zhiwu grow up. He looked at them as if he were his own son. Looking at Wang Zhiwu's face, which had turned black in the past half a month, he couldn't help feeling distressed“ Have a hard time in the country. "

"There's nothing hard about it." Wang Zhiwu's eyes turned. When he practiced martial arts, he suffered more serious injuries than this. However, every time, Uncle Zhang applied medicine to him, but his real father would not.

"Well, you go and send the books back to the cashier." Wang Lu waved his hand and threw two thick books to Wang Zhiwu. Wang Zhiwu took over, did not dare to neglect, turned to the direction of the accounting room.

Wang Lu then said to Zhang Bo beside him, "what happened at the back door this afternoon?"

"This one." Uncle Zhang hesitated a little. He also knew a little about the relationship between Fengling and the young master's girl. However, after being in the Wang family for so long, he knew Wang Lu's indisputable temperament and immediately burst out a thick cold sweat on his forehead.

Wang Lu Kuo has a square face and a square nose. He was a beautiful man when he was young. When he was old, he was not angry. See Zhang Bo faltering, speechless, not anxious, just standing in place waiting for each other to speak.

The setting sun is falling bit by bit, and the breeze brings a little bit of coolness. However, the housekeeper of the Wang family, Zhang Bo, is sweating all over his body and trickling down his back. But Wang Lu on one side looked leisurely at the sunset in the distance, totally ignoring Zhang Bo on the hot pot.

With a dry smile, Zhang replied: "listen to Li Sheng, the doorman, it seems that he is Luo Baixiang's parents. I don't know the details."

"Well." Wang Lu thought of the girl whose eldest son had just carried her into the door. Her eyes flashed. Wang Lu had seen a lot of poor relatives who came to rely on the Wang family for relief and looked down upon them. He nodded to Uncle Zhang and said, "you don't have to worry about this. I know it in my heart."

After entering the accounting room, he explained the account book clearly, and registered some white slips and recovered silver in the account. When Wang Zhiwu helps Mr. accountant to do this, the sun will be setting.

"Second young master, I've been busy for such a long time. Go and have a rest." Mr. Wang Zhiwu, a white sideburns accountant, is very fond of him. He is always a smiling young master. He is kind-hearted and flexible. He is much better than the young master in the ancient books.

"Good." Wang Zhiwu finally glanced at the account book. After confirming that it was correct, he nodded to Mr. accountant and got up and went out.

Out of the door, Wang Zhiwu found that it was getting dark, and the Wang family had no rules to eat together. Although he was the second young master, there were not many people around him. At this time, his servant girl would not know how to prepare dinner for his master. Wang Zhiwu shrugged and planned to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Before he went to Wang's kitchen, Wang Zhiwu smelled a fragrance.

Who's firing without permission? Wang Zhiwu's slender eyes narrowed. Because he was afraid of a fire, he was not allowed to open fire in the Wang family. After deeply sniffing the smell in the air, Wang Zhiwu was happy and roasted chicken wings.

Along with the tempting aroma of roasted chicken wings, Wang Zhiwu walked all the way to the small yard. Standing outside Zhu Hong's small door, he looked up at the stone carving on his head, Wenjin courtyard.

Big brother just loves to do these things. Wang Zhiwu shrugged, pushed the door directly and went in.

With the creaky sound of opening the door, Xia Xiaoran, who brushes oil on the chicken wings with a brush, is stunned. Staring at the big man who suddenly appeared.

Wang Zhiwu does not know that Wang Zhiwen has gone out, and Xia Xiaoran on a bit of an accident. Step a meal, vision and summer Xiao ran surprised eyes are on.

A pair of black eyes on the plain white face were especially eye-catching, and were looking at him suspiciously. In front of him was a strange looking shelf, with a layer of barbed wire, red charcoal burning below, and chicken wings glowing with oil. And the expensive wolf hair pen in the girl's hand is dripping oil down the shelf, causing a cluster of small open fire, crackling.

"Poof." Seeing that the brush Wang Zhiwen collected at a high price was ruined by Xia Xiaoran, Wang Zhiwu twisted his face and still couldn't help laughing.

This laugh to a large extent eased the atmosphere, Xia Xiaoran looked at each other in disgust, and then bowed his head again to brush oil.

This is Luo Baixiang. Wang Zhiwu felt that the girl in front of him was more vivid than the thin and small one when he just entered the door.

Eyes unconsciously with a smile, Wang Zhiwu is sprinkling pepper Xia Xiaoran said: "who are you, do not know the Wangs do not let casual Gang?"

This kind of seasoning was obtained by Xia Xiaoran in a restaurant selling foreign dishes. It took him half a day to get some. Ecstatic Xia Xiaoran takes the seasoning to come back to get roasted chicken wings to reward himself. Now a man comes out of TMD and says he won't let himself start a gang.

Go to your uncle, Xia Xiaoran does not lift his head, carefully sprinkle the fennel on the chicken wings bit by bit“ You. " Seeing that Xia Xiaoran ignored himself, Wang Zhiwu couldn't hang on his face and said in a loud voice: "how did you... Do it? So sweet. " Turning a white eye, Xia Xiaoran said angrily to the man who suddenly came out to eat rice: "if you want to eat, go and get the plate chopsticks." Golden fragrant chicken wings piled up on the plate, Xia Xiaoran very casually spread a book on the ground and sat on the ground with the plate. Wang Zhiwu took a look and found that it was Wang Zhiwen's Favorite Song Ci. It's like a bad servant. Wang Zhiwu picked up a book in the room, spread it on the floor and sat down next to Xia Xiaoran. After a bite of crispy chicken wings, the first thing that fills the mouth is the aroma of fennel, followed by the spicy and spicy flavor of various seasonings. Wang Zhiwu can eat a little spicy. He only thinks that chicken wings are fragrant but not greasy. The more he eats, the more fragrant they are. After eating the chicken wings on the plate, Wang Zhiwu stares at the chicken wings on Xia Xiaoran's plate. Xia Xiaoran ate slowly, looked up and saw Wang Zhiwu's hungry wolf eyes, silently turned to protect his plate. "..." This is a tough servant“ Cough, cough. " Wang Zhi said casually, "do you still have chicken wings?"“ No more Xia Xiaoran took a sip of tea and put more chili noodles on the chicken wings“ How could there be no more? " It's not that the Wangs can't afford chicken wings“ I said no, No Why are you so annoying. Wang Zhiwu was choked by Xia Xiaoran, and he couldn't speak for a long time. Wait for Xia Xiaoran a chicken a tea slowly finish eating, the day has been wiped black. There was no light in the room, only the red light of charcoal and Xia Xiaoran's shining eyes in the yard. Wang Zhiwu looks at Xia Xiaoran with the remaining light of his eyes, thinking that this is still a pretty Diao servant.