Wu Zheng felt that although the old man Xia Yun was an old fox, after he was convinced that he could cultivate a thousand acres of fertile land on the mountain, the first thing he thought of was the people of the world. It seems that this old man still has him. Respectable.
But what does this have to do with myself! I came here today just to let him take a look at his own title deed, so that the county magistrate or Huang Cishi will not break the contract when he sees his mountain-filled terraces jealous.
Now that the goal has been achieved, then he should go, so he doesn't have to wait to say too many mistakes in front of these two old monsters. After being calculated, he doesn't even have a place to scream injustice.
"Your kid is leaving now?"
Wu Zheng had already walked to the door with his own title deed, and suddenly heard what Old Xia said, he couldn't help but stop and laughed: "It's not good to stay and eat! Master and his elderly are very busy recently, and there is a shortage of staff in the hospital. Let’s eat this meal again next time!"
Xia Sun chuckled, but Xia Yun was stared at him by his angry beard. Who wants to leave your kid to eat your shameless thing.
Xia Yun waved his hand like a fly: "Go away! Go away!"
Wu Zheng smiled and ran away immediately, but Xia Sun coughed while sitting there. Xia Yun glanced at Xia Sun blankly, and Xia Sun winked at Wu Zheng who ran out.
"Wait for your kid to come back to you."
Wu Zheng finally walked out the door, wherever he was willing to come back, he didn't even hear what Xia said.
Seeing Wu Zheng pretending to be deaf in front of him, Xia Yun shouted angrily: "Qin Wuzong, get that kid back for you."
As soon as the voice fell, a hand was placed on the shoulder of Wu Zheng who was running fast. This hand seemed to be placed on his shoulder at random, but it seemed to have taken root, so that he could not shake it and walk. No more.
Wu Zheng had no choice but to look back and smile awkwardly: "Qin Shuxia, his old man is really too polite. I said he must keep me if he doesn't eat."
Qin Wuzong smiled and said, "I don't know if I will leave you for dinner, but the master didn't say to let you go. It's better for your kid to go back obediently."
In the Nuan Pavilion, Xia Yun looked at his wife questioningly and said, "Madam, don't you really want to keep that kid for dinner?"
Xia Sun cut Xia Yun's eyes and said with an angry expression: "Husband, don't you think that kid is weird today? He said that he came to see his concubine for a follow-up visit, but in the eyes of his concubine, it looks like a special trip for you Look at his title deed."
Xia Yun suddenly nodded in contemplation for a moment: "That kid has got so much land at once. It seems that people should be afraid that people will be jealous and come to use the old man as a shield."
"What a sly boy, he seems to be honest, but I didn't expect that the ghost in my heart came out one after another. No way, we can't let that boy be a gunman like this."
"Madam, actually..."
Before Xia Yun finished speaking, the door of Nuan Pavilion was pushed open by Qin Wuzong from outside, and then Wu Zheng staggered in.
"Master Wu Gongzi brought it here."
"Okay, you go down!"
Wu Zheng moved his shoulder a few times. It is strange that he was clearly caught by Uncle Qin just now, but now he feels no pain at all.
"Boy, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Xia Yun said irritably.
Wu Zheng said with an innocent look: "Of course he is going back to the hospital! Old Xia, what are you going to do, madam?"
Xia Sunshi smiled slightly: "This is something to blame for the old man, because the old man just forgot to tell Xiaolang about the Spring River Poetry Club. The day after tomorrow, we will start the Chunjiang Poetry Club once a year in Yuzhou City. Is it? I want to ask Xiao Lang if he is prepared?"
"Ready?" Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "This so-called poetry club guy thinks that it's just a group of people who have eaten and have nothing to do to get together to molest the girls in the brothel. To be honest, the guy is very concerned about such things. I really can't get the slightest interest."
"Who told you that this year's Chunjiang Poetry Club is as unbearable as you said?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Madam, the kid is from Yuzhou City. Then, the ethical kid has never seen Chunjiang Poetry Society, so do you need someone to tell me?"
"Really? But this time I heard people say that the Chunjiang Poetry Meeting was a bit different. This time I heard that all the eight great talents from Jiangnan Dao have come, in order to make the younger generation of Shu Chinese... ... (End of this chapter)