Once he reached the medicinal field, Ling Zhang was immediately busy checking the medicines on the orders. Then, he was also busy familiarizing himself with the operations of the medicinal field, so busy that his feet didn't even touch the ground.
It wasn't until deep into the night that he returned to his residence. Ling Maomao had already fallen asleep on his bed.
Ling Zhang frowned, you only ate half a bowl?
"Is the food not to his taste?"
"Seeing how Second Young Master looks like, he's rather satisfied with the dishes, but was anxious to wait for Eldest Young Master to return. He was worried about you so he ate less."
Ling Zhang immediately understood that since Ling Maomao did not wait for him to come back for dinner, he must be angry. He did not know whether to laugh or cry, "I got it, leave one person to stand guard, everyone else can go rest."
"Yes." The servant agreed.
After washing his face and eating a simple meal to fill his stomach, Ling Zhang walked over to the bedside and gently pinched Ling Maomao's cheek, "Little Scoundrel, you've been acting on your first day."
With Ling Maomao by his side, although they were not familiar with each other, Ling Zhang was still able to sleep well.
It's just that I've stopped dreaming for a few days. I don't know why, but I've been dreaming again tonight, and I'm a little familiar with it …
A tall and sturdy man with light on his back stood in front of him. It was difficult to see his face clearly, but that pair of dangerous eyes of his allowed Ling Zhang to immediately recognize who he was.
The Yuwen Tong in his dreams …
'Don't dream of annulling the marriage! '
'I've come to find you.'
Ling Zhang, who was in his dreams, was scared by the last sentence and broke out in a cold sweat.
When he opened his eyes, it was already dawn. It was later than usual when he woke up.
He was too tired yesterday, so he had that dream again. After Ling Zhang woke up, he rubbed his forehead, not understanding why he was dreaming about Yuwen Tong again.
Ling Maomao who was at the side was still snoring softly. Ling Zhang first got off the bed and washed himself, then dressed. It was getting brighter, and he could vaguely hear the people in the manor wake up early to work.
"Mao Mao, it's time to get up and run two laps around Big Bro." Ling Zhang woke Ling Maomao up.
Ling Maomao opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at his big brother in confusion, "What are you running for?"
Ling Zhang smiled at him, "Get up and you'll know."
Ling Maomao still wanted to stay in bed, but in the end, he was dragged up by Ling Zhang to put on his clothes and wash up. Afterwards, he dragged him to the open space outside the manor and started running.
This place was extremely wide, and he could run as he pleased without any hindrances.
Ling Maomao looked like he had been cheated, "Big brother, you lied to me."
"When you're done, I'll take you to take a look. Persevere." Ling Zhang said.
Ling Maomao had a bitter face and almost cried.
After two laps, Ling Maomao was allowed to rest. The little guy wanted to sit on the ground, and was ordered by Ling Zhang to walk for a while before sitting.
"Look at Second Young Master, massage his arms and legs." Ling Zhang instructed the servants that followed him. Then, he continued to run.
By this time, the sun had completely risen up and the morning sun was shining on the medicinal field. The smell of all sorts of medicinal herbs mixed together, forming a bitter and astringent smell.
Just as Ling Zhang was running in circles with Ling Maomao, a group of people had already entered the city from the outside. They were passing through the streets of Tan Yang which was still very cold from the dawn of the day, and arrived at the entrance of the Ling Family.
The Ling Family had already opened the door, Ling Xingzhong and Ling Zhaowen had come out personally to welcome them.
The two men's eyes lit up as they saw the imposing and handsome man at the front of the group. He had arrived!