Heng Rui was eating with oil all over his mouth, and even got some on his clothes.
As a person with some cleanliness, Dong Haoyang can't stand it. If he had followed his previous temperament, he would have directly stepped forward and kicked the little brat out, but just now he accidentally kicked the little brat, and now it's just a loss, so he can only talk about it.
"Where have you lost all the etiquette I taught you before, how can you eat like you do?" Dong Haoyang looked at the little brat who smelled like roast chicken, and immediately took two steps back in disgust. .
At this time, the little brat had only one chicken leg left. Hearing what Dong Haoyang said, he took a bite.
A pair of dark eyes could not see the emotions.
He bit the chicken leg in his mouth and suddenly rushed towards Dong Haoyang. Before, Dong Haoyang didn't look at him sideways because he disliked the cub's eating appearance. As a result, the cub made such a violent pounce, Dong Haoyang really didn't respond, and was directly thrown into his arms.
With puffed cheeks, the little brat rubbed his greasy hands on Dong Haoyang's clothes in annoyance.
The rich taste of roast chicken rushed to the face, and Dong Haoyang's smiling face all the year round cracked instantly.
His eyes widened suddenly, and he reached out to push the cub away. But just as the hand touched his shoulder, the little boy's greasy hand came up. Dong Haoyang immediately pulled his hand away reflexively.
At this time, Dong Haoyang had goose bumps all over his body, trying hard to avoid the dawdling of the little brat, but the brat kept rushing towards him. Under dodging, Dong Haoyang fell directly to the ground and rolled into a ball with the little brat.
The little brat vented his anger and rubbed his hands on Dong Haoyang randomly, and finally wiped it directly at Dong Haoyang's face. Dong Haoyang turned pale with fright, and at this time, he didn't care about the greasy hands of the little brat, and directly grabbed the two messy little hands.
The little brat struggled twice, and found that he could not escape from Dong Haoyang's imprisonment, and snorted angrily. Finally, his eyes lit up, he dropped the chicken leg he was biting in his mouth, raised his head and rubbed it against Dong Haoyang's cheek.
Heng Rui's greasy mouth immediately pressed against Dong Haoyang's soft cheek.
Feeling the stiffness of the person below him, Heng Rui's movements became more forceful. Suddenly, a trace of malice flashed in his eyes, and he aimed at Dong Haoyang's lips and slammed it, taking advantage of Dong Haoyang's failure to respond, and quickly rubbed it twice.
Dong Haoyang felt the smooth feeling on his face and lips, and his whole body suddenly turned to petrification.
Just when the little brat tried to drill his tongue into Dong Haoyang's mouth, Dong Haoyang suddenly shuddered and threw the person out. In a flash, he disappeared from the yard.
Looking at the figure that fled in the wild, the anger in the little boy's heart finally came out a little.
There was a hint of hatred in Heng Rui's dark eyes, and then there was a daze.
He raised his hand and touched his lips lightly, as if he could still feel the warmth of that person.
Feeling that he missed that person inexplicably, the little brat's face darkened instantly, and he kicked the chicken leg that fell on the ground to the side.
The first thing Dong Haoyang did when he returned to the mansion was to ask the servants to prepare the bath water. Quickly and neatly removed the greasy and roasted chicken smell of clothes, and plunged into the tub. After washing back and forth for nearly an hour, Dong Haoyang could still feel the lingering smell on his body, especially in his mouth, which still made him uncomfortable when he recalled it.
In the end, he almost washed a layer of skin off his body, and then Dong Haoyang quietly got out of the tub and put on new clothes.
After letting the servants come in and take away the smelly clothes on the ground, Dong Haoyang's bewildering peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth also twitched.
There was an almost invisible coldness all over his body.
The next day, Dong Haoyang appeared in front of the little brat on time, and the slightly raised lips appeared lazy and romantic.
The little brat suddenly became alert, staring at Dong Haoyang, carefully observing his next move.
Dong Haoyang chuckled lightly, the interest in his peach blossom eyes opened slightly, and it was particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.
The little cub suddenly froze.
Dong Haoyang didn't seem to care about the little brat's reaction, just routinely put today's food on the table. The little brat glanced at him vigilantly and found that he was not moving, then slowly moved to the front of the meal, staring at him while eating quickly.
What made the little brat strange was that the man didn't respond until he finished eating. When the little brat stuffed the last bite of food into his mouth, a gust of wind slammed towards him.
The little brat got up alertly to dodge, but the next moment he was directly smashed to the ground with one leg, and his face was smashed into the soil. The rustling dust swayed, causing him to quickly get up and cough. Before he could spit out the dust that was thrown into his mouth, there was another sharp wind from his legs. This time, the little brat's movements were much faster, he tumbled towards the next one nimbly, dodging this attack from Dong Haoyang.
However, there was another sharp leg wind.
This time the little brat was smashed directly on the wall.
The little brat's stomach that had just been full was shocked for a while.
"Your martial arts are good, it seems that these two days have not been abandoned." Dong Haoyang leaned back on the chair lazily, and said unhurriedly, "But your words are really too ugly, and they will be handed in tomorrow. Two hundred big characters are good."
The little boy froze instantly.
"Old rules," Dong Haoyang's peach blossom eyes shone brightly, looking in a very good mood, "According to the words handed in tomorrow, we will arrange the day after tomorrow's meal."
The boy's face suddenly became very ugly.
The next day, the little brat slapped the pile of papers on the table with a face that was not as good as death, Dong Haoyang turned it over in a good mood, "It's done well, it's a lot better than before, today we will do it. Don't write in capital letters."
The little boy's eyes lit up. "Let's learn "The History of Yuanning", Dong Haoyang said immediately.
The little boy's face turned ashen.
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Another year has passed in a hurry, and Dong Haoyang's current body has reached the age of fourteen. In the past year, Dong Haoyang often mentioned the bad things that Dong Wenbo had done in Mrs. Dong's ears, and every word he said expressed his deep disappointment with his ineffective father.
At first, Mrs. Dong had some heartache and hesitation, and persuaded Dong Haoyang to be more lenient with his father. Later, Mrs. Dong was subtly persuaded by Dong Haoyang, and completely threw Dong Wenbo aside. Have a little more hope.
In order to protect her child, Mrs. Dong began to try to be tough. When the servants in the mansion committed crimes, Mrs. Dong did not always open the door as before, but strictly investigated and punished them according to the rules.
In the past, the servants in the house used to cry out in front of the mistress because their mistress was weak, and although they shouted respectfully, many people never paid attention to Madam Dong. As soon as the mother's heart softened, they were fine. Therefore, the servants became more and more perfunctory when serving Mrs. Dong.
But all this changed when Mrs. Dong was resolutely clearing up the rules. The servants looked at Mrs. Dong with more and more fear and respect, no longer perfunctory.
Mrs. Dong's status as a mistress was slowly revealed.
While cleaning up the rules, Mrs. Dong discovered something that made her feel that something was wrong.
When Dong Haoyang saw that Mrs. Dong had something on her mind that day, she cared about it. Mrs. Dong hesitated for a while, but she told the child what she had discovered.
"I think some of the servants are very wrong," Mrs. Dong frowned. "Although I can't say why, I always think it's weird for them to talk to me."
Mrs. Dong couldn't talk to Dong Boyu about this kind of speculation, but she couldn't let it go for some reason.
Dong Haoyang's expression froze, and a different kind of brilliance suddenly flashed in a pair of peach blossom eyes that were slightly raised.
After he asked who they were, Dong Haoyang said, "Mother, send someone to pay attention to these people, you can't feel this way for no reason. There has been no such thing as poisoning in our house before. What's the matter? The matter has not been found out until now. Although it is said that the poisonous one has been found, the mastermind behind it has been secretly secretly, and it is uncertain when it will harm us again. "
When Mrs. Dong heard this, her expression immediately became cautious, "Okay, I will definitely keep an eye on these people."
After Mrs. Dong found someone to arrange this matter, Dong Haoyang found these people, observed them secretly, and found that something was wrong with them. Whether it's their expressions or their words, I always feel that they are a little more blunt and unnatural, and their eyes look a little hollow.
Dong Haoyang took advantage of other people's inattention, grabbed a person to observe carefully, and finally found some clues.
He couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes filled with intense interest.
"You haven't seen me today," Dong Haoyang looked into the man's eyes and said slowly, word by word, his voice full of a convincing flavor.
The man's eyes were confused for a moment, then he nodded slowly, followed Dong Haoyang bluntly and said, "I haven't seen you today."
One month later, Dongfu ushered in Dong Boyu's 50th birthday.
The place was full of guests, and the lights were all around, making it very lively.