Lu Feng had just returned to the mansion, and before he went to Tingfeng Courtyard, he saw Mu Tou come over with a bitter face, "Master, the Wan clan is here today, and the master told me to stay here and wait for you to come back and let you see him. ."
Most of the injuries on Xu Yu's body were caused by kicks. The places that were blue and purple last night have all turned purple-red today, which looks really serious. Therefore, it was unexpected for Mr. Wan to come.
Lu Feng touched the warm chestnut in his arms and went to her father's yard.
There was no war in the frontier this year, and Lu Jun was always in Beijing, but when Lu Feng came over, she was in the study, and only Ji was sitting there waiting for her.
"Your uncle Wan came to cry again and said that you bullied Xu Yu. You said, can you save me some snacks? Can't you make my ears clearer just after the New Year?"
Seeing that her father said that, but there was no anger on his face, Lu Feng knew that he still believed in himself, and leaned over with a smile, and said, "This is a long story."
Ji Shi lightly took a sip of the tea in her hand, raised her eyelids and glanced at Lu Feng after hearing this, motioning her to make a long story short.
Lu Feng told Ji Shi that Xu Yu liked wood and clay sculptures, and was stopped and beaten yesterday, as well as everything she and Sun Yao helped conceal.
After hearing this, Mr. Ji was a little surprised, but after he reacted, he sighed again.
Xu Yu was the only daughter of Zuo Xiang after all. Like his family Xiaofeng, she was placed on the expectations of her parents, hoping that she would be able to step into her mother's business.
Comparing his heart to his heart, Mrs Ji understands Mrs Wan's mood, and also understands that if he knows that his daughter is not focused on the imperial examination, he will definitely not accept it.
"You're hiding this for Xu Yu. In the future, Mrs. Wan will know about it, so she might annoy you." Mrs. Ji sighed and put down the teacup in her hand. Whether Lu Feng did the right thing in this matter is not easy for the Ji family to evaluate.
Lu Feng grabbed an official hat chair and sat next to Mrs Ji. He reached out and squeezed the snacks on his table and stuffed it into his mouth. He said vaguely, "Xu Yu doesn't want to be an official, so Uncle Wan can't force it. She is going to take the imperial examinations. As the saying goes, three hundred and sixty lines will lead to a champion. If Xu Yu succeeds in wood and clay sculpture in the future, it will not be much worse than being an official, but he will be more at ease."
When Mrs Ji saw Lu Feng eating one snack after another, she remembered that she had just returned and hadn't eaten yet, "Don't eat these, let someone cook later. Besides, you can't eat so many sweets at night."
Speaking of pastries and sweets, Mrs. Ji thought of Mrs. Li and sighed: "Xiao Feng, Dad knows you are not a bad boy, but your reputation on West Street is indeed not very good. You are also twelve years old. , in another two years, Dad will have to find a husband for you. You say that you have such a bad reputation, and you are still like a child. If you meet a little boy you like in the future, Dad will not be able to pull this face down for you. Say dear."
Lu Feng swallowed the cake in his mouth, not caring what Ji Shi said at all, "It's still early, don't think so far."
"How can you not want to?" Ji Shi frowned and said in a serious tone: "You can't be like your aunt, who only married her husband when she was in her twenties. In another three or five years, I'm afraid you'll have to be with you. Mother went to the battlefield to experience, not to mention a husband staying at home, how old are you when you come back from the war, when will I be able to hold my granddaughter?"
"..." Lu Feng looked at her father silently, "I'm only twelve, and you're thinking of hugging your granddaughter?"
Ji sipped her tea and looked at her expressionlessly, "Ever since you mixed up the name Lu Xiaobawang on West Street, I've been thinking about hugging my granddaughter."
Lu Feng silently lowered his head and ate the cake. Her father thought that her daughter had to be thrown away, so he thought of raising another good granddaughter.
"I sometimes think about how good it would be if I had a son. In the future, I don't have to go to war with your mother, and train him to be a young boy like Qingle. Not only is he handsome and handsome, but he is also talented. Everyone praises him for being a talented young man, just recruit a wife and head for our Lu family in the future."
Lu Feng didn't answer, letting her father fantasize.
"Hey, it's a pity that I can only give birth to one of you in my life." Ji Shi sighed, holding the teacup and thinking, "It would be great if I could have more sons, such as candied fruit, as well-behaved and sensible."
Ji Shi changed the subject and asked, "Xiao Feng, what will your future husband look like? Half a son-in-law, if you marry a husband, I will have a son."
Lu Feng felt that her father's words became more and more strange tonight. He touched a piece of cake and handed it over, and asked, "Do you want to eat some?"
"Eat, eat, and eat," Ji Shi said, but he took the cake from Lu Feng and asked her, "How do you think An Qingle is?"
Ji Shi finished speaking, and before he heard Lu Feng's reply, he saw a small head exposed at the door, with both hands on the door frame, looking in, not knowing how long he had been standing there.
Ji Shi couldn't help but smile, "Candied fruit."
The head at the door shrank back.
Xu Mu grabbed the tassels on his belt and stood against the wall. He lowered his head and said nothing. He felt a dull pain in his chest and wanted to cry.
Ji Shi was taken aback, "Candied fruit?"
Lu Feng also turned his head and looked out. There was a slanted figure on the ground at the empty door, and then a sweet confectionary slowly moved his body out.
Seeing Xu Mu lowered his head and didn't speak, Ji Shi had an inexplicable sense of guilt, as if he had his back against Mr.
Suppressing this strange feeling, Ji shi asked softly, "Why did you come here?"
Xu Mu heard from Mu Duo that Lu Feng was called here as soon as he came back. Afraid that Mrs. Ji would punish his wife and owner like last time, he secretly ran over. Who knew that when he was just lying at the door, he heard Uncle Ji asking Lu Feng what happened to An Qingle? Sample…
That tone was clearly like choosing a husband for Lu Feng.
Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Xu Mu replied softly, "I have homework and can't do it, let's see when Sister Lu will go back."
Since Xu Mu had said so, Mr. Ji naturally wanted to let Lu Feng go back. Seeing the two of them going out together, he couldn't help but say, "Remember to eat."
Night has come, and the lights are on.
Lu Feng was stunned when he saw Xu Mu walking in front of him. The two short legs of candied fruit are quite fast when walking.
"Chestnuts." Lu Feng shortened the distance between the two in three or two steps, took out candied chestnuts from his arms and handed them to Xu Mu.
The oil paper bag wrapped in sugar-fried chestnuts was still warm. Xu Mu was holding the sugar-fried chestnuts, and was speechless for a while.
"It's still hot." Xu Mu sniffed and said this in a gruff voice.
Lu Feng reached into his arms and rubbed his hot, uncomfortable stomach, and said indifferently, "It won't taste good when it's cold."
After returning to Tingfeng Courtyard, Lu Feng asked people to bring food to Xu Mu's house, took off his shoes and sat face to face on the soft couch with a small distance from him.
There are books from the Xiu Cai class on the small table, it can be seen that what Xu Mu said just now is true, he was indeed reading a book before.
The dinner was arranged by Mrs. Li, which was a bit more innovative than usual. The small white porcelain bowls are filled with small meatballs of various colors, and the clear soup is topped with chopped green onions, exuding a fascinating aroma with the heat.
Lu Feng ate several meatballs in a row before stopping to take a sip of soup. During this time, Xu Muan sat quietly across from him peeling chestnuts, a little unusually obedient.
"Candied fruit." Lu Feng called him, and while Xu Mu looked up, he filled a quail egg with a spoon and handed it to his mouth.
Xu Mu was stunned for a moment before swallowing it.
The chestnut in his hand, peeled for a long time without stuffing it into his mouth, it could be seen that he had no appetite, but Lu Feng handed over the spoon, and he still opened his mouth and ate it.
Seeing that he didn't refuse, Lu Feng fed the balls in the bowl, one by one, into Xu Mu's mouth.
After the servants put away the bowls and spoons, Lu Feng took the tea and rinsed his mouth before asking, "Which ones don't?"
Xu Mu didn't have any problems for the time being, he just made an excuse at Ji's place just now.
"I'll look at it for a while, and then ask you." Xu Mu moved the chestnut aside, wiped his fingers and lowered his head to read.
Lu Feng had nothing to do, so he peeled the chestnuts for him. With a pinch of fingers, a break, and three or two efforts, an intact chestnut took off the outer shell, and was pinched by Lu Feng and handed to Xu Mu's mouth.
The chestnuts are soft, waxy and sweet, and the appetite is sweet.
Xu Mu bit the chestnut and said in a vague voice, "An Qingle's birthday will be in a few days. He rescued me that day. I will definitely be there on his birthday this time."
Swallowing the contents in his mouth, Xu Mu blinked and asked her casually, "Lu Feng, what do you think An Qingle likes? What gift should I give him?"
"How do I know that," Lu Feng lowered his head to peel the chestnuts, then raised his head and stuffed it into Xu Mu's mouth, frowned for a while, and said seriously, "Why don't you ask your father? knowledge."
After hearing this, Xu Mu's pain in his heart disappeared for the most part. He held his chin and bent his eyes to look at her, "Then guess what I like?"
Hearing that, Lu Feng lifted his eyelids and gave him a look, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you like me?"
Still need to ask
Lu Feng was inexplicably confident in this answer.
The smile in Xu Mu's eyes was even stronger, and the pain in his heart all dissipated inexplicably with these words.
Lu Feng knew that he liked her before, but he never responded positively, but this time, he took the initiative to say it.
Even if he saw that he was unhappy and said to coax him, Xu Mu felt happy.
"If you go, I must go too." Seeing that Xu Muguang was happy, Lu Feng shoved the freshly peeled chestnuts into his mouth and said, "I don't like what An Qingle likes. Yes, but I know what Xu Yu is going to give him."
Xu Mu suddenly asked curiously, "Xu Yu? How do you know what she is going to give to An Qingle?"
After sitting for a while, Lu Feng felt a little tired. He grabbed a pillow, and no one lay on it. He took the peanuts in the plate next to him and threw one into his mouth. Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at it. Looking at Xu Mu, who urged her to speak quickly with his eyes, he said in a harsh tone, "I won't tell you."
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The author has something to say: Today is still double update, there is still a chapter to come, I will try my best to double update to the end in August (*＾3＾)
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Sweet confection: This wife and owner, I am afraid I can't have it
Crazy all the way: Readers all know this question, but you are stupid
Sweet confection: (silently takes out the knife)
Crazy all the way: (admitting wrong) I'm stupid, I'm stupid...
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