Tang Shi and Zhao Jin went to the back mountain together, and when people in the village saw them, they all said hello in a friendly way.
Tang Shi laughed, "I didn't have this treatment before, but I still got your light."
Zhao Jin's eyes are doting, "How about sticking to it?"
Tang Shi turned his face away arrogantly, "I still need to touch your light in the future?"
"Okay, then Young Master Tang must cover the little one in the future, and the little one will depend on you for the rest of his life."
Tang Shi heard it was very useful, so he gave him a praising look.
The two talked all the way to the back mountain.
The excitement in Zhao Jin's heart has not yet subsided, but he just feels that staying with Tang Shi has a thousand words to say.
After walking up the mountain for a long time, there is a bamboo house in front of me, the green color is full of vitality.
"How did you come up with the idea of building a bamboo house before?" Tang Shi couldn't help asking.
Zhao Jin felt happy when he saw Tang Shi liked it, "I just think you might like it."
Tang Shi's lips curled upwards.
Put your eyes on the fence, the rose seeds he sprinkled on the fence a few days ago have grown green leaves, and soon, these fences will be shrouded in rose flowers, and then the place will be even more beautiful.
"It seems that Ding Fa and the others have already come." Zhao Jin motioned to Tang Shi to look at the dozen or so flower pots placed outside the bamboo house. The flowers in these pots grew stronger than before, and the leaves became much larger and green.
Tang Shi squatted in front of them and wanted to touch them with his hands, but unfortunately his arms have not healed yet.
"They will bloom in a month, and they will be very beautiful by then." He raised his head and looked at Zhao Jin, "There are still some flower seedlings in the ground that have not been transplanted, and it will not be good for them if they are not transplanted, but now I..."
Zhao Jin squatted beside him with a smile, his handsome face was just facing the sun, and he was very good-looking.
"You teach me, I will transplant."
The two were so close that Tang Shi could count Zhao Jin's long and dense eyelashes, and he could see his own figure in his pupils.
"If you don't do well, I will scold you." Tang Shi said deliberately with a straight face.
Zhao Jin looked at his stern and cute appearance, and his heart softened in a mess, "Master Yan has a high-level apprentice, and I also ask Master Tang to give me some advice."
Tang Shi thought to himself: His face is really thick.
"Come on then."
The two went down the mountain again. Zhao Jin called Hong Zhong and Ding Fa and asked them to move the empty flower pots into the flower field.
Hong Zhong and the others moved in. Seeing that Zhao Jin was pulling up his sleeves, he was about to fill the flowerpot with soil. He quickly said, "Master, let's do this kind of rough work!"
Tang Shi stood by and looked at Zhao Jin with a smile, Zhao Jin waved Hong Zhong and the others away, and then said to Tang Shi, "Don't worry, I won't be lazy."
Tang Shi nodded, watching him fill the pot with soil, and then began to transplant a flower seedling into the pot.
"Wait!" Tang Shi blocked his movement and tapped a spot beside Zhao Jin's hand with his toes, "Start digging from here, the place you just dug has roots, which will hurt it."
Zhao Jin dug in the direction Tang Shi said, and his exposed forearm had clear texture and seemed to be full of strength. If there were no twisted scars on his arm, Tang Shi would definitely admire and admire it, but now , but he felt sour in his heart.
He couldn't help feeling distressed when he thought of the intertwined and different shades of scars on Zhao Jin's body.
Zhao Jin carefully put a flower seedling into the flowerpot, raised his head to get an admiring look from Tang Shi, but found that his family Tang Xiao was looking at him with red eyes.
He immediately stood up with a worried look in his eyes, "What's the matter? Where is the pain?" He wanted to reach out and hug Tang Shi, but his hands were covered with mud, and he didn't want to get on Tang Shi's body. at a loss.
Tang Shi looked at his silly appearance and couldn't help being amused by him. Zhao Jin was relieved when he saw him smiling, but he still asked, "What's wrong with Fang?"
Tang Shi's eyes fell on his arm and said, "Do you still remember the time I healed you?"
Zhao Jin nodded and looked at him in confusion.
"I saw that you were all wounded," Tang Shi looked at him, "Do you know that if I don't have the ability, you will die?"
"I know." Zhao Jin's voice was steady.
Tang Shi suddenly turned his face away and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
Zhao Jin understood what he meant, but it was precisely because he understood that he felt more distressed, he comforted Tang Shi warmly: "You are right not to save me, Tang Shi, I hope that your first thought is to protect yourself, do you understand? "
Tang Shi suddenly stepped forward, put his forehead on his chest, and said in a sullen voice, "I'm so glad I found Hongyu." If there was no Hongyu, Zhao Jin might not be in this world. He thought of this Possibly, I was very scared in my heart.
Zhao Jin laughed in a low voice, "Hong Yuhe should be yours."
Tang Shi still didn't understand the meaning of his words. When he returned to Zhao's house after finishing the flowers, Zhao Jin washed his hands and brought Tang Shi into the study.
He sat down in front of the desk, picked Tang Shi up from behind and sat on his lap. Before Tang Shi could react, he saw him take out the ruby he wore with a string, and without saying a word Hongyu was worn around Tang Shi's neck.
Tang Shi was surprised and asked, "How do you..."
Zhao Jin rested his chin on Tang Shi's thin shoulder, one cheek was still against Tang Shi's ear, and the warm breath passed to Tang Shi's face, making him itchy.
"This jade has always been given to the Zhao family's daughter-in-law, Tang Shi, you have to keep it safe."
Tang Shi was silent. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have overlooked a very important thing.
In his time, the succession of the lineage was a very important thing, not to mention now in this ancient world, what about Zhao Jin? The Zhao family has only one son, will he...
Seeing that Tang Shi kept his head down and didn't speak, Zhao Jin couldn't help feeling uneasy. That's right, Tang Shi is still young now, and his mind has not yet been determined. How will he be uncertain in the future, and how can he firmly agree to grow old with himself? He was too impatient.
He couldn't help sighing, "Tang Shi, if you haven't made up your mind yet, I'll give you time, and I won't force you."
Tang Shi had something in his heart and didn't like to hold back, so he asked directly, "Zhao Jin, have you ever thought about who this jade will be given to after I die?"
How sharp is Zhao Jin? He understood Tang Shi's subtext at once, couldn't help laughing, and hugged Tang Shi even tighter.
"The Zhao family has disappeared from this world. From the moment it disappeared, Zhao Jin is just Zhao Jin, he is no longer Zhao Jin of Zhao family, he is now Zhao Jin of Tang Shi, as long as the one named Tang Shi is willing."
"That ruby..."
"A Xu is also surnamed Zhao, she will eventually become a biological child, you don't have to worry."
"Who's worried?" Tang Shi said angrily.
Zhao Jin looked at his blushing ears and couldn't help laughing in a low voice, Tang Shi's ears moved because of the sound, Zhao Jin was even more interesting, and was about to tease him again, but Tang Shi said, "Put me down. ."
Zhao Jin put him down according to his words, and Tang Shichao nodded his chin on the bookcase, "I want to read a book."
Zhao Jin stood up, "What do you want to see? I'll bring it to you."
"It's like a story."
Zhao Jin found a book from the box, sat down again, and put Tang Shi on his lap with one arm, letting him lean on him, while Zhao Jin himself turned the book for him.
The book he took was a storybook, telling the tragic love story of a poor student and a lady of the official family.
This book was deeply loved by Asu, who cried every time he read it. He used to think that the man in the book was too useless, and the lady was a little stupid, but now that he thinks about it, he understands their feelings very well.
That's why he showed this book to Tang Shi. Although Tang Shi had promised himself now, he was still uneasy. Tang Shi is seven years younger than himself, and he may still be ignorant about emotional matters. Whenever he thinks of this, he feels that he is extremely guilty, but he can't hold back his feelings and just wants Tang Shi to stay. beside yourself.
"Flip." Tang Shi's voice brought Zhao Jin back to his senses, and he quickly flipped a page.
After reading several pages, Tang Shi finally couldn't help but say, "Do you like this book?"
Zhao Jin didn't quite understand what he meant by this question, so he could only vaguely say "ah".
Tang Shi leaned on his shoulder, raised his head and glanced at him inexplicably, "I didn't see it."
"How to say?"
Tang Shi felt that there was nothing new in these words, and this kind of story was outdated in their time.
"It's nothing, it's good, but I can't stand it." Tang Shi told a small lie in order to take care of Zhao Jin's self-esteem.
But in Zhao Jin's ears, he felt that Tang Shi was not interested in this kind of love talk at all. He sighed in his heart and asked, "Don't you think these two are infatuated?"
Tang Shi nodded, "It's quite infatuated. Don't you have any other words?"
Zhao Jin could hear the perfunctory in his words, but he couldn't make Tang Shi like it. There were not many words in the book, and they were all the same, so he had to say, "It's almost the same."
Tang Shi was helpless, thinking to himself: These words are not as good as what he wrote.
Um? Write it yourself
He suddenly straightened up and both eyes lit up. Zhao Jin couldn't help laughing when he saw him like this, "What did you think of?"
Tang Shi still has only a small idea. He thought about a problem before, that is, even if he can earn a lot of money by growing flowers and be loved by others, in the eyes of others, he is just a flower farmer.
He has no ambitions to be an official, and the teacher asked him to concentrate on his studies, so the teacher's positioning for him should be to become a master scholar like the teacher. But to stand out among so many literati, he must have his own skills, or something that can have an influence, such as a script.
Although this is a recreational thing, if it is really well written, it will also be sought after by the literati.
"It's nothing, I'm just hungry." He didn't plan to let others know his thoughts for the time being. After all, he is still illiterate in the eyes of others. Of course, his current knowledge is really not enough.
I will talk about this later, but now the most important thing is his flowers.
"Hungry?" Zhao Jin put him on the ground, got up and said, "It is indeed time to eat."
Tang Shi lived in the Zhao family, and the Tang family even brought them to cook for the Zhao family. Zhao Xu had already gone to the Tang family, and Zhao Jin followed Tang Shi out of the courtyard, preparing to go to the Tang family.
Just a few steps out of the two, a person ran towards him. He saw Tang Shi, stared at Tang Shi for a few seconds, then suddenly came to Tang Shi, and fell to his knees on the ground, crying: "Nephew! Please let Azhen go! He is your cousin after all!"