Departing from Chang'an City in the early morning, the carriage traveled all day long and arrived at Ganjingzhuang near evening.
Driving into the village entrance, the wind and waves in the village are calm, dogs barking from far and near can be heard, and smoke curls from the neighboring farmhouses.
Li Qinzai took a deep breath while sitting on the carriage.
I don't know why, but I always feel more at ease staying in this barren Zhuangzi than in the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an City.
The humorous and simple villagers, the endless empty fields after the autumn harvest, and a few old cows chewing hay leisurely, every scene can be like a poem or a painting.
And Li Qinzai, like a passer-by who was enthusiastically retained by the beautiful scenery, ended his wandering.
If life is destined to stop somewhere, Li Qinzai would rather choose this Zhuangzi as the final stop.
When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, the side door opened, and Manager Song rushed out, opened the curtain of the carriage, and helped Li Qinzai out of the carriage as if waiting for the Queen Mother.
"Fifth Young Master, it's been a long journey, thank you for your hard work." Manager Song sent his warm greetings, and asked the handyman to unload the carriage and take the horses into the backyard stable for feeding.
"Is everything okay at home?" Li Qinzai asked, dusting himself off.
Manager Song smiled and said, "Everything is fine. I have an old man taking care of the other courtyard, so nothing will happen to him."
"Well, where is Qiao'er? No one is bullying him, right?"
Manager Song was in awe: "Young Master is amazing. He has only been here for a few days and is already teaching the children in Zhuangzi how to read."
"Nowadays, all the children in Zhuangzi only follow Xiao Langjun. He is already the child king of Ganjing Village. Looking at Zhuangzi, no one dares to bully Xiao Langjun."
Li Qinzai smiled, yes, he had some of the charm of his childhood.
Seeing Li Qinzai smiling happily, Manager Song seemed to have found the password for the young master's happiness, and hurriedly added: "The young man's prestige in the village is getting stronger and stronger. He teaches the children to recite "Hundred Family Surnames". Now even the villagers see him
He has to be respectfully called 'Little Sir'..."
"Little sir?" Li Qinzai frowned: "How can such a young child be called 'sir'? It's too much."
The steward of the Song Dynasty said seriously: "The ancients taught you a word and you can become a teacher. Xiaolangjun taught the children in Zhuangzi how to memorize and read words. It is a great kindness. He is worthy of the word 'sir'."
Li Qinzai said helplessly: "Okay, okay, young gentleman, just young gentleman, he shamelessly accepted it, what else can I say?"
The stubbornness of the ancients is also incomprehensible. They paid great attention to rules and etiquette. It is true that one word can be a teacher. When it comes to learning, people are as pious as worshiping gods.
Just as he was about to walk into the backyard to see Qiao'er, Manager Song suddenly said mysteriously: "Fifth Young Master, Young Master has a visitor today..."
Li Qinzai stopped and asked, "Are there any guests? What kind of guests does a five-year-old have to visit him?"
Manager Song smiled strangely and said: "She is the daughter of a villager in Zhuangzi. She is the same age as the young man. The girl seems to have fallen in love with the young man's talent at first sight. In the past few days, she has been pestering the young man to endorse and read...
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Li Qinzai took a breath and was shocked: "Yes... I fell in love with his talent at first sight? Does a five-year-old girl know what 'talent' is?"
Manager Song smiled and sighed: "Who says it's not the case? Anyway, my daughter is very attached to my husband."
"The young man originally refused, but he couldn't bear the fact that my daughter would be annoying. She kept pestering him all day long. Over and over again, the young man seemed to have a good impression of her..."
"The girl is here again today. The two of you are probably playing together in the backyard right now."
Li Qinzai is still shocked...
This is the time to take in a daughter-in-law. The little brat doesn't even think about it. His father is still single. How dare he fall in love prematurely? Has his hair grown?
After dismissing Manager Song with a wave of his hand, Li Qinzai walked into the backyard alone and tiptoed towards the garden.
There is a swing in the garden, which Li Qinzai ordered his servants to install so that Qiao'er could have something to play with.
At this moment, a pair of small figures are sitting side by side on the swing in the garden, with the bright moonlight and the chrysanthemums blooming in the garden.
Tsk, what a genuine flower before the moon!
Li Qinzai calmly found a dark place and squatted down. He wanted to know how puppy love worked in ancient times.
The swing was still for a long time, and Qiao'er, who was sitting on the swing, suddenly said, "The swing has stopped moving. Can I go down and push you?" spanstyle>谷/spanstyle>
The little girl said in a sweet voice, "Okay."
Qiao'er jumped off the swing and really started pushing.
The swing swayed back and forth, the little girl giggled, Buckwheat also laughed, and the innocent laughter of the two children echoed in the backyard.
Li Qinzai, who was squatting in the dark, bit his silver teeth into pieces. It was like watching a bloody idol drama from the island province. Deep in his heart, he actually had a faint sweet feeling of eating CP. How fat is it?
You are five years old. You are only five years old. With your developmental status, what else can you do except push the swing? What can you do?
If you want to push a car, you have to wait at least ten years.
The two children didn't notice at all that in the dark corner, a strange man was secretly complaining. The two children still had a great time.
After swinging on the swing for a while, Qiao'er got tired. The little girl jumped off the swing and squeezed his arm distressedly: "The little gentleman is tired, can you come up and let me push you?"
Qiao'er smiled and said: "No need, you will be tired too, why not have some snacks? My father gave me two pieces of persimmon before going to Chang'an. I heard they are very rare, I will give you one piece."
Then he took out a piece of persimmon and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl was so happy that she didn't refuse. She took the persimmon and took a bite. She smiled until her eyes turned into crescents: "It's so delicious."
Qiao'er also took a bite and said with a smile, "It's really delicious."
The old father squatting in the dark looked up to the sky and sighed silently.
They were eating persimmons, but I was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food...
Today we let the two male and female protagonists of the idol drama know that if the bloody plot continues, it will be the parents who will step in to beat the couple.
Give you five million to leave my son? No, don’t even think about it.
His father can't afford it.
Then I wish you all happiness!
The little girl finished eating a piece of persimmon, licked her fingers with unfinished content, looked up at the sky, and exclaimed: "Oh, it's too late. It's time for my dad to find me. I have to go home. I'll come and play with you tomorrow."
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Qiao'er reluctantly said: "Come early tomorrow, I still have good food to eat."
The little girl responded sweetly, and then skipped away from the garden.
After the little girl left, Li Qinzai quietly appeared behind the swing.
Hearing the noise, Qiao'er looked back and jumped forward in surprise.
"Dad, you are finally back!" Qiao'er happily hugged Li Qinzai's thigh.
Li Qinzai forced out a smile and dealt with Qiao'er with his mouth, but he was still thinking about it in his mind.
The current situation of the two little guys, can they be regarded as childhood sweethearts, or are they just in love?
Should we beat the mandarin ducks with a stick or let them develop?
It was really difficult to determine, which made Li Qinzai feel a little sad. He felt like an old father who had been widowed for many years, worrying about the life-long affairs of his children.
This twenty-year-old father himself is still a bachelor.
Li Qinzai finally began to think seriously about whether it was really time to find a stepmother for his son? It had nothing to do with marriage or family, the main thing was that he was already twenty years old.
At twenty years old, it’s time for a dog to be taken out and bred, right?
Even if it comes with skewers.
Not the one who ran away from marriage. She was a woman who hated her fiancé so much that Li Qinzai really had no confidence that he could spend the rest of his life with her.