Chapter 13 Good Father

Before Zheng Fa could respond, a middle-aged man walked out of the village.

"Manager Huang, why are you here?"

The person who was speaking was also a tall and thin man, who looked 70% similar to Wang Gui. He was Wang Gui's father, the manager of the farm.

At this moment, he was looking eagerly at the fat middle-aged man next to Huang Yu.

The fat middle-aged man took Huang Yu out of the car, but just nodded at him slightly coldly without much greeting.

Huang Yu pulled him in front of Zheng Fa and introduced him, "This is my father. I told my father about you and said I wanted to come and see you."

The fat middle-aged man, Huang Yu's father, smiled at Zheng Fa with a much wider angle than before. He looked at Zheng Fa gently and said, "My dear Zheng, since Huang Yu and you have a history, may I be so kind as to call you my nephew?"

Zheng Fa nodded and looked at the father and son, wondering what they were here for.

"Huang Yu is a useless kid. I was always worried about how he could make a living. But I feel relieved to have a friend like you." Huang Yu's father pointed to the carriage behind him and said, "He wanted to come and see his friends. I thought it was his first visit, so I brought some small gifts."

Seeing that Huang Yu's father, Manager Huang, was very cold to him, but overly enthusiastic towards Zheng Fa.

Of course, Manager Wang’s face looked unhappy.

But he could only endure it.

Although they are both managers of the Zhao family farm, he has only been in the position for five years, while Manager Huang - it is said that he has been in charge of the farm for more than three generations.

What's more, even if they are all farms, the farm managed by Manager Huang is larger than his own in terms of output and area.

There is still a clear gap in their status in the Zhao family.

He could only endure the cold shoulder from others.

Wang Gui, who was standing by, also noticed his father's unhappiness. He was even more resentful of this man's kindness to Zheng Fa.

Watching Steward Huang and Zheng Fa walking towards the carriage, he couldn't help but raise his head and peek into the carriage.

When the curtain of the carriage was opened, two large boxes appeared in front of everyone.

Zheng Fa's mother also heard the noise at this time, walked to Zheng Fa's side, held Zheng Shan's little hand and looked at her.

Huang Yu's father opened one of the boxes with a smile. Inside were several pieces of cloth. The material was not good, but it was new cloth after all.

"These are some pieces of cloth that my wife had rented before. I had a dream that if this kid became the seventh young master's servant, I would make him some decent new clothes." He glanced at Huang Yu with a look of disappointment.

Huang Yu shrank his neck.

"Now that my nephew is able to serve the Seventh Young Master, these pieces of cloth will be my gift to you. Please do not think it is too simple."

Zheng Fa turned his head and looked at his mother, who shook her head slightly at him.

"Uncle Huang, it's not that I dislike you, it's just that I don't deserve the reward without any merit..."

"Hey, what's a few pieces of cloth?" Manager Huang interrupted Zheng Fa's refusal with a smile: "I just said that I only have one son. It's his blessing that he can make a good friend like you."

Zheng Fa glanced at Huang Yu who was standing beside him. The other person's face turned red and he lowered his head without looking at him.

"Brother Huang and I hit it off right away. We don't need these..."

"If you say so, then you are my junior. Isn't it only right for me to give you a little gift?"

Seeing that Zheng Fa wanted to say something, he waved his hand again and opened another box.

Inside was a set of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Since you are going to accompany the Seventh Young Master to study, you should also get a set of these four treasures of the study. I happen to have some extra at home, and they are not worth much, so I brought them to you... As I said before, please don't despise them."

"Uncle Huang, you..." Zheng Fa couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although Huang Yu's father always said don't be disgusted.

But whether it is writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone, or new cloth, these are what Zheng Fa really needs.

He even thought ahead of Zheng Fa.

It can be said that he was sincere and had good intentions. Zheng Fa wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to start.

As if sensing Zheng Fa's hesitation, Huang Yu's father laughed and asked Huang Yu to move the two boxes off the carriage. He actually said directly: "My dear nephew, I have something else to do at the farm, so I'll leave first..."

After saying this, without waiting for the two men to react, he spurred his horse, whipped it, turned around and ran away.

Highlight the one that doesn't give Zheng Fa a chance to speak.

Huang Yu was carrying boxes, staring blankly at his father's receding figure, his mouth wide open: "Dad! Where's me? I didn't get on the bus!"

"Huang Yu, you stay here. I'll pick you up tomorrow!"

Zheng Fa: “…”

Looking at Huang Yu and then at the two boxes, he suddenly felt a bit of a headache.

But it would not be a good idea to leave him here at this time, so the two of them simply took a box each and walked towards Zheng's house.

The little sister followed the others, holding a food box in her hand.

As for Wang Gui and others...

I didn't say anything and didn't want to say anything.

Fortunately, the old coachman sent a food box, so the family had something to entertain Huang Yu.

But when it comes to sleeping, Huang Yu and Zheng Fa can only sleep in the same room.

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After dinner, Huang Yu sat in Zheng Fa's room, pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Actually, my father asked me to come."

"I know."

"My father always said that I was ignorant." Huang Yu did not look at Zheng Fa, but continued: "I am afraid that after he dies, no one will protect me."

Zheng Fa nodded.

Huang Yu is obviously not the kind of person who can deal with everyone.

It can be seen in the water pavilion that he wanted to curry favor with Gao Yuan, but was so angry at what the other person said that he gave up.

"He first asked me to compete for the position of the Seventh Young Master's servant, and later told me that he just wanted me to get to know someone like you. He said that if I became the Seventh Young Master's servant, he was afraid that I would bring trouble to the whole family."

At this point, Huang Yu leaned back, rested his hands behind his head, looked at the roof, and was a little depressed: "Adults are so annoying, they think too much."

Zheng Fa sat next to him and suddenly said, "You have a good father."

"ah?"

"Your father should have some status in the Zhao family." Zheng Fa could also see this from the attitude of Manager Wang towards Huang Yu's father: "I am just a book boy. I am not sure if I can help you in the future. Why did he send these things to me from so far away?"

"…For me."

Zheng Fa shrugged.

"So, you don't think he's..." Huang Yu blushed: "Snobbish?"

"Who in the world is not snobbish?" Zheng Fa smiled and said, "Let's fight over which bookboy is not snobbish? Who is born to be willing to serve others? Are they cheap?"

"What you said..." Huang Yu looked at Zheng Fa with shock. "Disrespectful! We have been members of the Zhao family for generations. Isn't it our duty to serve them?"

Zheng Fa stopped talking.

Huang Yu was stunned for a while, and suddenly said: "Why do I feel that if I make friends with you, I might really get my whole family into trouble."

…

In Zhuangzili, Wang’s family.

Wang Gui was still indignant: "When I was a book boy, why didn't anyone come to curry favor with me?"

"Yes, many people gave me money." Steward Wang took out a bundle from the bedroom and said, "But I borrowed money to make connections so that you could become the Seventh Young Master's servant."

"Did the money others gave you go to pay off your debts?" Wang Gui felt that he understood.

"No, we still have these." Manager Wang patted the bag in his hands.

"That's not a small amount." Wang Gui looked at the size of the bag and felt a little satisfied. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong: "Dad, where are you going with this bag?"

"Of course, I'll send it to Zheng Fa's family."

"ah?"

(End of this chapter)