Unfortunately, the sky was already dark, and the candlelight was flickering. Xu Jingzong, who was a bit presbyopic, was sitting in the rickety carriage.

After all, I couldn't see clearly the small print at the bottom of these signed articles: The copy editor is a crippled old man, and the proofreader is a layman.

After returning to the mansion, Xu Jingshou saw the beady lady approaching and handed the newspaper and cane to his followers.

She showed a gentle yet elegant smile, and walked forward calmly and with slightly skewed steps. "Madam, my husband is back."

"Husband, you are still so busy on this cold day, don't freeze yourself..."

"I have already prepared a pot of chicken soup. Husband, please drink some more to warm yourself up."

Hearing the sweet and reassuring words of the lady's voice made Xu Jingzong feel warm and he smiled and held the lady's tactile hand.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work, ma'am. Let's go and have some soup together. By the way, where's Mother Mo?"

The man holding a newspaper not far behind him looked at the gray-haired but energetic old man, and the step-wife, who could tell from one glance that she was having a good child, walked towards the front hall.

Even though he had a broken leg, at this time, the master deliberately gave up the crutches. Even though he was a little lame, he could still walk very vigorously.

Haha... The confidant shook his head. After the master married his bride, he would never use it at home.

The confidant personally took the cane and the newspaper, walked to the study, carried all these things into the study, closed the door and then left.

Xu Jingzong sat in front of the table, talking to his step-sibling Runiang about today's anecdotes while having a meal.

Proper conversation and humorous language arts, Xu Jingzong, a veteran driver, had them at his fingertips, making his step-sibling Runniang smile like a flower.

After dinner, I played with my three-year-old stepdaughter for a while, and then my wet nurse took my stepdaughter to rest.

The couple whispered quietly, under the skilled driving skills of Xu Jingzong, a strong and experienced driver.

When the love got stronger, they naturally held hands and went back to the dormitory to do some serious things to carry on the family line.

This is Xu Jingzong's almost the same life style every day now, although it is not as fresh and exciting as that of Goulan Pavilion.

But at any rate, Xu Jingzong felt that with such a fertile wife, it would not be a problem for him to flourish as long as he worked hard.

What does it matter if you are a little older? The kind of medicinal wine from Han and Tang Dynasties that not only nourishes the body but also nourishes the kidneys.

It gives middle-aged and elderly men like Xu Jingzong a chance to return to their prime.

However, it’s a bit expensive...

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In the early morning, after Xu Jingzong finished his breakfast in a refreshing mood, he said goodbye to Run Niang, who had become more and more picturesque after being nourished.

He continued to walk towards the outside of the mansion with his head held high and his slightly lame steps until he left the courtyard.

Xu Jingzong paused slightly and raised his hand. The confidant beside him immediately understood and quickly handed over the cane.

After Xu Jingzong put on his cane, he rubbed his sore waist, moved for a while, and then continued to walk towards the house.

I was wondering if I should take advantage of my lunch break today to go find a blind man and give myself a good massage.

At your age, you must take good care of your waist. If you want to continue the family lineage and spread your branches, don't even think about it if you don't have a good waist.

As he was walking along the palace wall towards the door of the palace, he suddenly smelled a foul smell. Xu Jingzong's expression changed, and he quickly raised his hands to cover his nose and cursed loudly.

"What's going on? Some bastard is acting mischievously in the house."

The confidants, who also covered their mouths and noses, looked around nervously. How dilute does such a strong odor need to be in order to maintain the quality and quantity and reach such a concentration?

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't find even a small stain. At this time, my confidant finally reacted.

"Master, could it be that the dung truck outside on the street overturned?"

"...Damn it, this is just a bastard. Send someone to take a look and ask them to clean it up quickly."

Xu Jingzong, who walked out of the leeward area, took several deep breaths, turned his head and glanced at the high wall with disdain, and instantly felt that something was wrong.

The main reason is why there seems to be some yellowish liquid stained on the wall.

"???" Xu Jingzong was completely confused. What kind of rolling was required to make the excrement fly high to the top of the courtyard wall, which was nearly ten feet away.

"Master, ah, this... what's going on, I'm going to go and see what's going on."

The confidants and his followers ran towards the door of the mansion on a rolling crawl.

"Keep your voice down, don't disturb Madam and Mother Mo."

Xu Jingzong quickly shouted again, turned his head and looked behind him to see that there was no movement, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

If the lady knew about such a thing, she would definitely be unhappy, alas...

When I think about how carefree and carefree I was in the past, but now, when I do anything in the house, I have to consider my wife's thoughts, it really feels like my hands and feet are tied.

But considering my future, I don’t want to be a waiter who can’t even bring tea, water, and empty the urinal.

Relatives around you are either acting coquettishly or fighting for their little property, or they are lonely old people who fight for it regardless of their own life and death and get into trouble with the government.

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While Xu Jingzong was thinking wildly, he came to the front yard, but as soon as he stepped into the front yard, he heard the sound of splashing water coming from the direction of the house door.

And the unspeakable smell assaulted his nose again, causing Xu Jingzong's expression to change drastically once again, and he quickly covered his nose with his hands.

"Master, I don't know which bastard thing actually threw a lot of feces in front of our house.

They are cleaning it, and I'm afraid it won't be clean for a while, so why don't you go back to the front hall and take a rest?"

Xu Jingzong's face turned dark instantly, and he asked angrily as he felt bad.

"...Was it maliciously thrown at someone?"

"Nine times out of ten, it's not just here at the mansion gate, but also near the side door we just passed by."

After hearing the words of personal follow-up, Xu Jingzong was stunned on the spot, blinked his eyes for a long time, and frowned with suspicion on his face.

"...I, I haven't offended anyone during this time. Could it be that someone misunderstood something?"

"..." The confidant heard his master's muttering and couldn't help but wipe his face, well, you have offended many people in the past.

"Sir, could it be those people you have offended in the past, and you feel that you have lost your power in this way..."
Chapter completed!