The next day, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui got up early. After a routine exercise, one went to Yuehua ditch to catch fish by himself with a scooter. The other took two steamed buns and a little tiger to learn kung fu in the yard. The cooking and cleaning work was left to song genniu's family. From time to time, the children's innocent laughter came from time to time in the simple small yard. The happiness of the whole garden could not be shut down.
After the waiter in the restaurant pulled away the fish of the day, Liu baou personally brought 30 workers to the door. Looking at them, they were thick and dark. It was not difficult to see Liu's good intentions. Although a group of people had a brief doubt after seeing Ling Jingxuan's home, the doubts did not last long. The two brothers took the initiative to arrange the workers to work Work, take them to open up wasteland.
"Godfather, godfather?"
When the carriage is ready, the iron boy in his new clothes happily runs into the courtyard. Zhao Dalong and Han Fei, who have also been specially arranged, follow him nervously. When they see their partners, the two steamed stuffed buns are happy to meet them. The three hold each other's hands and turn around excitedly.
"Ha ha Be careful not to get your clothes dirty
Looking at them, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly. Is school so happy? As expected, he is still a child.
"Jingxuan, can we do this? Can Mr. Chu look down on our iron child
Because Li Zheng and the old scholar used to pick on difficult things, Han Fei was not confident all the time. He was afraid to face the scholar. Now he has the chance to send iron boy to the town to study. He is really afraid that he will destroy this rare opportunity. He is pitiful for his parents' heart. For the sake of the children, they are not as fast as usual.
"Don't be nervous. Mr. Chu is very nice. He is not much older than us. Besides, he also has a son. I heard that he is nine years old. He is a handsome young man."
Seeing that both of them were so nervous that they were stiff, Ling Jingxuan tried his best to placate them and let them go on like this. It was estimated that when they saw the songs of Chu, they would have fainted directly.
"Yes, is it? That's good. That's good
Can be frozen thousands of feet, which is a day of cold? The tension of the couple did not ease because of Ling Jingxuan's words. In the early morning, they didn't do any work. They actually sweated their clothes, which showed how nervous they were.
"Then I'll go to the town with elder brother Han. The builders are coming. You can arrange it. I've told Jinghan that the workers should dig out an isolation line from the periphery. If you can, the team responsible for the construction of the courtyard wall should enter the town today. At the latest, everyone has to start working."
Knowing that they couldn't calm down for a moment, Ling Jingxuan didn't do any more useless work. Instead, he looked at Yan Shengrui. Everything got together, and they could only act separately.
"Well, I know what to do. Be careful on your way. Go early and return early."
He raised his hand and naturally ran the hair on his cheek to the back of his ear. Yan Shengrui doted on him.
"Well." Nodding, Ling Jingxuan turned to Song Yang's mother and daughter: "sister in law song, the workers work hard too. Remember not to cut off their water. I'll make the big bones bought by Shuisheng boil early, steam more steamed bread and send them to them at noon. We can't lose the laborer. Shuiling will help your mother and make the schoolbag I asked you to make when you are free."
"Yes, master Xuan!" Amiable and easy of approach reverent and respectful,
and mother as like as two peas in the past arrived at the beginning of their adaptation period yesterday, they are already more calm today. The family seems to be poor now, but the master is good to them. Although they are not so approachable to let them eat at a table, their food is exactly the same as that of their master. They are very good, especially the two old masters and their second wives. Little master son, simply take little tiger as his brother, let alone Ling Jingxuan is their benefactor. The only thing that makes them a little afraid is Sheng Zhuzi. They always feel that he has a breath that people can't easily get close to. Every time they see him, they will subconsciously produce a strange fear.
"Let's go."
After explaining the family affairs, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui nodded and resolutely recruited several excited children. Song genu Niu and his son also quickly followed up, because song Geng Niu will be responsible for driving the children to and from school. Xiaohuzi is also the bookboy of two baozi, and they naturally want to follow. Song Shuisheng, with a fat carp in his hand, is in his arms Also holding a jar of jam, is responsible for moving things, those are lingjingxuan to give Chuci worship ceremony.
"Father, let's go first."
Before getting on the bus, Ling Wen bowed down to Yan Shengrui like a model. When they were about to climb on the bus, the little buns and iron swabs who were about to climb on the bus also quickly slipped down and did as they did. Yan Shengrui separately touched their heads with a smile: "go ahead, you should be as polite as now when you see Mr. Chu. Remember to listen to your father's words and don't run around."
"Yes, father."
After bowing again, Ling Wen and his two younger brothers climbed into the carriage and watched them leave. Yan Shengrui turned around and entered the yard.
Because the road from Ling Jingxuan's family to the village has not been specially built, it is narrow and rugged, and the carriage is not moving fast. When passing through the village, even if they are sitting in the carriage, they can hear the chatter outside. The difference is that they are no longer just humiliating monsters in the eyes of the villagers, and the envy and jealousy of the naked are no longer any more How to hide."Xiaowen, I wonder if we can repair the road from home to the village? Or just build a road to the market at the entrance of the village? If it rains, the wheels of your car will get stuck in the mud, which will delay you from going to school, isn't it? And how did you say something? If you want to be rich and build roads first, our future business will certainly become bigger and bigger. How can we succeed without a smooth road? "
When he got out of the village, the road became smooth, and the carriage ran at full speed. Ling Jingxuan looked at his son and carefully selected his words. He was afraid that he would shout that he was spending money recklessly. If Shengrui hadn't calmed him down, he would have been killed by a little bun.
What's strange is that this time, he didn't speak at once. Instead, he took a deep look at him. Then he gritted his teeth and forced him to endure the pain. He said, "in the future, my father will see to it. You don't have to tell me everything. It's a good thing to build roads. If dad wants to fix them, you can fix them."
It can be seen that he made a lot of determination to give up his financial power. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but be stunned, and then moved to smile. He held him to his lap: "Hey, Dad, listen to you. Xiaowen, don't worry. Dad is not a man who has no plan for the future. I won't spend money like that if I really don't plan for the future I can't spend a cent of it. "
"Well, that's it. Dad, although I don't quite understand what you mean by open source, we should insist on saving. We must save what we can."
caught the chance, but Lingwen make complaints about habitual nagging. But this time, Ling Jingxuan didn't have any Tucao, and nodded his head repeatedly. "Xiaowen is right, dad will try to save some money later."
The father and son are basically in reverse. The son preaches like a little adult, but Laozi is obedient. If you look at the whole world, it is estimated that this is the only family, and there is no semicolon.
"Dad, what kind of person is Mr. Chu? Will he not like Xiaowu
Seeing that his father has been holding his brother, Ling Wu, who has played with iron boy enough, slides down and climbs up his leg flexibly. The iron child on the other side is also eager to look at them. Han Fei, who is alert because of the small Bun's questioning, finally realizes that he has neglected his son, and quickly reaches out to hold him.
"How? Our steamed buns are so cute. Why doesn't Mr. Chu like you? Don't worry. Mr. Chu is a very good man. As long as you are obedient and conscientious in learning from him, he must like you more than his father. "
If all his conjectures are true, Yan Shengrui is really Prince Sheng, and Chu Ci's father and son are from the Imperial City, and they have escaped, he will be good to baozi. Maybe in the future, he will have to rely on the help of baozi's father. Those who can grow up in the royal family will have no fuel-saving lamp, even if the songs of Chu are not As shopkeeper Zhang described, he can't be stupid enough to give up the chance to please Shengrui.
"Hee hee, that's good, that's good. Dad, what does Mr. Chu look like? Is he as good-looking as Dad?"
With a bright grin, Ling Wu asked excitedly. For unknown things, he always knows why. Ling Jingxuan glanced at Zhao Hanfu and Ling Wentie, who were also upright in their ears, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chu is much more beautiful than his father, but Xiaowen, we can't judge people by their looks. Some people are not good-looking, but their hearts are very good, some of them are not good-looking Although people are good-looking, their hearts are black. We should look at people with our hearts, not just with our eyes. "
"I know, I know, Dad, I know what you mean, like that fierce woman who came to our house to make trouble. She is very beautiful, but her heart is black. My father is not good-looking, so it's good for us, is that right?"
Ling Jingxuan's voice fell, and Xiao baozi took it excitedly. He said it in a good way. As a proof, Ling Jingxuan and Zhao Hanfu couldn't help laughing. Isn't that right? If Jackie Chan is a good-looking kid, don't you think he's sad? Fortunately, Ling Jingxuan's three brothers are all like Ling Wang's family. If you want to be like Ling Chenglong, you may not be able to let the steamed stuffed bun be buried and eliminated.
"This child is smart, and he will definitely be the number one scholar in the future."
The interaction between father and son undoubtedly eased the tense atmosphere in the car. Han Fei finally forgot his fear and touched Ling Wu's head with a smile. However, xiaobaozi frowned: "I don't want to be the number one scholar. That's my brother's wish. I want to be a general"
"ha ha."
Hearing this, the three adults were laughing all over again. Ling Wu thought that they looked down on him and vowed secretly that one day he would become a general to show them. All of us here, including Ling Wu himself, would not think that one day, he would not only become a general, but also become a powerful force after his father He was a fearless figure in the neighboring countries.
Of course, that's all later. After a lot of uproar, the residual tension also disappeared. The carriage drove fast on the official road, and gained a lot of envious and envious eyes along the way. Ling Jingxuan's entanglement with the royal family, Zhao Hanfu and the future of the three steamed stuffed buns will start to change dramatically.