The little fat boy was drooling because of greed. He stared at the small cloth bag on Chu Xiaoxiao's body and pleaded in a weak voice.
"Give me a piece of jerky! You can ask me to do anything, as long as you give me something to eat."
"real?"
Milk ball tilted his head, deliberately took out a piece of dried meat, pinched it between two white and plump fingers, and put it under the little fat boy's nose, letting the fragrance continue to penetrate into his nostrils.
The little fat boy stretched out his hand to grab it, but she cleverly withdrew her hand and pointed at Wen Zhengfei who was not far away: "Apologize to him!"
"No." The woman came over, grabbed the little fat boy and advised him, "Quan'er! My dear son, you can't apologize to that bastard. I'll send someone to make the dried meat you asked for. We don't want to be greedy for her."
"No, I want the one in my little sister's hand." The little fat boy stubbornly pushed the woman away, walked to Wen Zhengfei in two or three steps, bowed, and called out affectionately, "Brother! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have hit you."
Wen Zhengfei felt that the world was unreal. He had been bullied for so many years, and today was the first time he heard Wen Zhengquan apologize to him.
He looked at the little fat boy in front of him with complicated eyes, then looked at Chu Xiaoxiao, and tears flowed from his eyes that were so swollen that he could hardly see.
She didn't cry even when she was beaten so badly, but she cried because of an apology.
The maids and nannies standing by were also stunned. They didn't expect that Young Master Quan would be able to apologize to the bastard from the third room. Look at the sky, there is no red rain!
The woman had a dark face and stared at Chu Xiaoxiao, as if she wanted to open her mouth and eat her alive.
If it weren't for her, her son would not have been able to apologize to the people in the third room, and the servants saw it. Will her son still have face in the future?
The little fat boy doesn't care about all this. He just wants to eat delicious jerky. Face is not important to him.
After apologizing, he walked up to Chu Xiaoxiao and stretched out his hand: "Can you give me one? I've already apologized."
"Yes."
The milk ball had food in his mouth and spoke unclearly. He rummaged around in his small cloth bag, took out a piece of dried meat and handed it to the little fat boy.
Smelling the fragrance, the little fat boy couldn't wait to put it into his mouth, his eyes lit up.
What kind of meat jerky is this? How can it be so delicious? Why can’t my cook at home make it taste this good?
After eating, he stretched out his hand in front of Chu Xiaoxiao and said, "Good sister! Give me another one."
Milk ball shook his head: "No."
The little fat guy seemed to get something and asked, "Do you still want me to apologize?"
"No." Milk ball shook his head.
"Then what do you want me to do?" The little fat boy wanted to sell himself in order to eat the dried meat he had been craving for.
[What do you want me to do? I'll tell you when I've thought it over.]
The charcoal-headed man relayed the message on behalf of his master: "There is no rush for this matter. We have to wait for my master to think about it carefully."
The little fat boy looked eagerly: "But I want to eat jerky."
The woman was almost mad at her son's stupidity. For the first time, she yelled at him: "Wen Zhengquan! You are the grandson of Marquis Wen. You can't be so spineless. It's just dried meat. I'll send someone to make it right away. I'll make the best food for you."
The fat boy was just a child after all, and when the woman yelled at him, he immediately started to act like a dog.
"You lied to me. The cook at home can't make such delicious jerky. I've tried it before. I don't care. I want what my sister has. As long as she gives me jerky, she will ask me to do anything."
The woman was furious and ordered the maidservant beside her: "Take the young master back and don't let him cry."
The maids and nannies did not dare to disobey orders. Several of them surrounded the fat boy and tried to grab him. He refused to leave and sat on the ground, using the heavy weight to start a new round of crying and wailing.
In short, it makes people speechless.
Naituanzi thought the little fat boy’s crying was too noisy, so she turned and left. Black-haired boy followed her and took Wen Zhengfei away with him.
When the fat boy saw his sister leaving, he got up and followed her. The maids and nannies behind him wanted to follow, but he yelled at them back.
"You have to come with me. This young master hates you."
The woman was stunned. She knew her son was greedy, but she didn't expect he would be so greedy.
For a little food, he would not mind being beaten. What should such a child do in the future? He is already eight years old and still likes to eat so much. What can he achieve in the future?
According to his memory, Naituanzi returned to the flower hall where he had just been. The old lady in Wenjunhou's mansion was already chatting with his grandmother.
Chu Xiaoxiao ran in, bowed to Old Lady Wen in a proper manner, then looked at the old lady and pointed outside.
"Grandma! Brother! Greedy."
The old lady didn't understand, so she picked up her granddaughter and sat her on her lap: "Who is greedy? Where did you go to play? Look at your face full of sweat."
Before he could finish his words, the fat boy came in, and the dark-haired man also came in with Wen Zhengfei, who was beaten beyond recognition.
The old lady was kindhearted. When she saw the wound on Wen Zhengfei's face, she was shocked: "Oh! Who beat this kid? How did he get this wound on his face?"
The little fat boy answered very proudly: "I beat him. My mother said that he was a lowly child and could be beaten whenever she wanted. It was a blessing for him to be beaten. He deserved it. It was because his grandfather was born out of wedlock."
The old lady didn't dare to say anything. This was a family affair and it would be bad if she said too much.
Look at these two children of similar age, one is as fat as a ball, and the other is as thin as a bamboo pole. At first glance, you can tell what's going on. The children's grandfather is a concubine's son, that is, the concubine's son of Mrs. Wen.
It is not uncommon for a stepmother to dislike her illegitimate son, but I didn’t expect that this bad habit would be passed down from generation to generation.
Old Madam Wen glanced at Wen Zhengfei, who dared not say a word, and said sternly: "We have distinguished guests at home, you should go back now!"
"yes!"
Wen Zhengfei bowed to Old Lady Wen, turned around and left. He didn't dare to say much, let alone stay any longer. Black-haired guy wanted to keep him, but was stopped by Naituanzi.
[Let him go! The old lady of the Wen family is a confused person. She doesn't even recognize her own son, so how can she recognize this great-grandson? ]
old lady:"......"
Xiaoxiao! Are you serious? The child just now is Mrs. Wen's great-grandson?
"Alas! I am old, and my daughter-in-law is in charge of all the household affairs. It is inevitable that there will be omissions, which will make Princess Qin laugh at me."
The old lady waved her hands and said, "No, no, everyone has children who are naughty and fight. It's nothing."
The little fat boy started to yell, "Grandma! I want to eat the dried meat that little sister brought."
Old Mrs. Wen's face turned grim, she felt that this great-grandson was really rude. He was a guest, younger than her, and the imperial teacher, yet he actually asked her for dried meat. When did the family deprive him of food and drink?
"Nonsense!" She stared at the little fat boy with an angry face, "Go ask your parents for it, don't do this in front of the guests. How can you just ask for my little sister's things?"
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