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Du Su quickly finished preparing dinner and came out wearing her apron to shout at Wei Zhao, "Go home and eat dinner."

"Aren't you enjoying the Spring Flower at our place?"

"No, Aunt, I'm going home too." Everyone was in the same situation. The children were sensible and knew that they shouldn't eat at other people's homes. Not to mention being neighbors, they couldn't even go to their own uncle's house.

Spring Flower reluctantly said to Wei Zhao, "Tomorrow, Little Tiger and the others are going out to beg for food. Do you want to come?"

Wei Zhao hurriedly shook his head.

Little Tiger and the others' request for food was actually just like a game children played. It wasn't because they couldn't eat, but because they wanted to beg, so the adults couldn't take it seriously.

Wei Zhao had played with him once before, and now that the teacher knew about it, he cooked some bamboo shoots and fried some fresh meat.

When he reached home, Boss Du had already returned and was washing her face and hands.

Wei Zhao stood on his tiptoes and took out a cloth from the clothesline to wipe his face. Boss Du grinned at him, "My daughter is so sensible!" This praise was definitely not made with pure gold or silver.

After dinner, Wei Zhao stood in front of his parents and started reciting. Although they couldn't understand it, those sentences sounded very melodious.

Even though Eldest Brother Du had a mind of his own, it didn't stop him from bragging that he had three great hobbies in his life: a child, a wife, and a hot brick.

In the past, when the couple had no children, his wife was the first. Ever since they had Wei Zhao, as she grew up, it was as if a sapling had sprouted from the ground and grown into a small green tree. Wei Zhao's position in his heart grew day by day.

Previously, when Eldest Brother Du wanted a son, he had the intention of growing up to support his daughter. After scaring her like a wife, he immediately used water to put out that little thought.

At this moment, he started to worry. What if someone bullied Miss Zhao in the future? No, he had to teach her to be more powerful.

But how? Boss Du was anxious.

He doesn't know how to teach, but the teachers in the academy should know, right? However, this matter still needed him, the head of the family, to personally speak to him.

"Great! Daddy will help you get your hair undone. You can go to bed. You still have to wake up early tomorrow to go to school." Wei Zhao's bag was tied with a butterfly knot made from red hair string. Her father wouldn't comb her hair, so he could only take the job of untying the bow, even though Wei Zhao could do it himself.

Wei Zhao went out and brought the wooden basin to the water tank, then scooped two ladles of cold water into it. When his mother had finished boiling water and brought it over, Wei Zhao quickly pulled on his father, "Wash your feet."

Boss Du was moved. "Good child, I won't wash. You wash."

Wei Zhao, "No, your feet are so smelly. What if mother gets so smelly?"

Eldest Brother Du's heart was stuck and his lungs had been stuffed by his stinky feet.

Ever since Wei Zhao entered the school, his words were like beads when coaxing people. Even when he was naughty, it was enough to make people at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

Eldest Brother Du looked for Mister Qian and bashfully gave him two pounds of fat meat. Only then did he manage to finish what he was saying.

Mr. Qian's eyebrows were raised high, "You mean that Wei Zhao was wronged in the academy?"

Eldest Brother Du quickly waved his hand. "No, no, everyone who is able to enter school is a good kid. How can you bully others?" He had never seen such a burly scholar, but had seen such a pale scholar. He was worried that Wei Zhao would grow up to be more and more cowardly, and that he wouldn't be able to interact only with Elementary Scholars in the future. What if he met someone who didn't listen to reason?

Seeing Mr. Qian's' not understand 'look, Boss Du could only patiently explain, "Me and Niuniu, uh, Wei Zhao's mother only has one child, without the good fortune of having a brother to support her, doesn't that mean we want to make her a little more stubborn? If she grows up and gets bullied by others, we won't be able to help her when we grow old …"

He already knew that Boss Du was infertile, but Boss Du didn't know (and he couldn't be told). Now that Boss Du was his father, Mr. Qian was very concerned about the future of the child, so he was a little touched!

It was all the emperor's fault, how could Weibo conduct an interview? Uh, actually, His Majesty couldn't be entirely to blame. Mr. Qian had met with Wei Zhaoyang before. In that case, the emperor's taste was really … aiyo, disrespectful, disrespectful …

Being moved by Eldest Brother Du's love for his daughter, Mr. Qian was just about to slap his chest and say, "Don't worry, I won't guarantee anything else. But in the future, she will only bully others. No one else can bully her …"

Boss Du: Can you believe that? Does he look like a fool? Forget it, it was better to teach Wei Zhao personally. Although this sir was very talented, he had a faint unreliable feeling about it.

Big Boss Du's mental activity had changed to a very lively one, as he said, "Then I'll thank you first! This is enough for two catties of fat, it's something we honor you with. "

Mister Qian clasped his hands, "I'm not being polite, I'm not being polite."

Today, Wei Zhao had left school. After hearing the book she was reading, Boss Du nodded his head and coughed twice. "Very good. Sis Zhao, let me ask a question to see if you can answer." "What does' disrespectful 'mean?"

Wei Zhao shook his head, "I don't know, but does that mean 'rejecting them will feel very disrespectful'?"

Boss Du instantly understood and gave Wei Zhao a thumbs up, "Not bad, very good." I gave him a gift, and he accepted it with what he thought was respect. This, this, this meant that the word had been invented by the literati.

Spring Flower had come to call Wei Zhao to go play with the mud again. Wei Zhao didn't want to go, so Eldest Brother Du pushed her out, "Aiya, Spring Flower is so sincere. If you don't go, then you won't be disrespectful!"

It took Big Boss Du a few years to realize that it was a shame to be disrespectful and work with it. At that time, Wei Zhao was reading about Meng Zi and specifically told his father about it. Boss Du's heart tightened again, "Mister, can you not only say half of what you say? You can say that it's a shame. I can understand it without asking!"

During the school exam, Wei Zhao was well-deserved to be number one in the class, and Ji Quan was number one in the class.

The rich and powerful side of the Ji Clan had sent two children under the name of Mister Qian, so they naturally assumed that he had a genuine talent. Now that his own child had taken the first place, he naturally had to celebrate without restraint. Of course, celebrating without restraint depended on who he was competing with. In the countryside, it was unbridled if he stewed seven or eight servings of food and invited his fellow villagers to a meal.

The three members of the Du Family were solemnly invited.

Wei Zhao held his mother's hand on the left, and his father's on the right. She walked in the middle, her skin as white as jade, her black eyes and black hair as delicate as porcelain.

When he saw Eldest Brother Du, he provoked his long-time nemesis, "Your sister is really good-looking, but she's not like you at all."

Big Boss Du's temper flared up and he wanted to roll up his sleeves and start a fight with him. The reasons were all on hand, indicating that Wei Zhao wasn't his own daughter.

Elder Du didn't take the initiative to look at his daughter.

Wei Zhao gave him a smile and winked at him. Big Boss Du immediately understood.

When tigers were raising small tigers, they would also often let them go out and bite small animals. This was an education!

Wei Zhao comforted her father before saying to the uncle who spoke, "Uncle is half right, my father has a lot of good fortune. Otherwise, how could I be so good-looking? "Aiya, your elder sister Ruo looks just like you." It showed that her good looks were due to her father's good fortune, and that she was not virtuous enough to make her daughter look like her father's death, ugly and ugly.

Perhaps what Mister Qian said was right. His daughter would only be able to bully people in the future, and this little mouth didn't even have a heart of its own when it wanted to make you happy. He was a bystander, and his heart felt so good …

Ji Quan welcomed him with a smile, "Wei Zhao, you've come. Why aren't you going to the back?"

Wei Zhao greeted him sweetly, "Brother Ji, congratulations!"

Ji Quan cupped his hands, "I rejoice as well as I rejoice."

Big Brother Du chuckled. "Yes, we're all delighted as well."

No one continued to talk sourly. After all, everyone came with the same goal in mind, if they said something sour like "won't you get first place?" and did not need the host to show up, then the neighbors would take the initiative to stand out and either say "Then why don't you take first place or" If you have guts, don't come to eat and drink! "

Eldest Brother Du and his wife were personally escorted to the VIP seats by Ji Quan. After they sat properly, they muttered to each other, "This is all thanks to young lady's good fortune. I've been overestimated …"

Wei Zhao Niang pursed her lips with all her might, trying to appear calm and noble. However, the black mole on her chin destroyed her temperament with a single move. She said in a low voice to her husband, "What's this?" He looked like he had never seen the world before! His pride was palpable.

Usually, his parents would sit on Wei Zhao's left and right side, but this time, Ji Quan arranged the seats for the guests. Usually, his parents would sit on Wei Zhao's right, but this time, Ji Quan arranged the seats for the guests, and Ji Quan arranged the seats for the parents. After a pause, he added, "Ji Ming is also behind."

When he went to eat at the back, where would he be able to enjoy himself with his parents? What did she want to eat during the feast? If she couldn't reach her parents, they would help her snatch it away. Her parents were still the best!

Thinking this way, she shook her head and refused.

Very soon, people came to look for Ji Quan. Before Ji Quan left, he instructed in a low tone, "Go find a family member to bring you over, or I'll bring you over later."

Wei Zhao nodded carelessly as he served the dishes.

Mom and dad had to show a temperament that was one level above them, so they couldn't casually snatch the dishes away. But the others didn't care about that, they would usually order a plate of food, and within a few breaths, only the plates were left, along with the hot air that had yet to dissipate …