Chapter 165 New Playmate
They all looked up and saw a little boy in a bright red coat coming out with a happy face and throwing himself into Mr. Shen's arms.
Master Shen smiled and patted his head. He said to them, "This is my grandson. His name is Shen Zhuoli. His nickname is Xiaoyu." He then said to him, "Xiaoyu, meet your uncles."
The little boy turned his head from Master Shen's arms, his eyes wide open with curiosity.
Several people couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
This child is very, very beautiful.
He seemed to have the blood of people from the Western Regions, and his appearance was quite different from that of the Middle-earth people. His eyes were big, black, and smart, his skin was white, and his little face was not chubby like Xinbao's, but had a handsome look with the outlines just beginning to emerge.
He glanced at the people in front of him, blinked his big eyes, and then let go of his hand. He bowed like a little adult: "Hello, brothers."
Tang Dalang smiled and took a step forward: "Be good, Xiaoyu."
He was too embarrassed to admit that he was his uncle, so he said, "My last name is Tang, this is Yan Xiaolang, these are my second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth brothers, and that little girl is my sister."
Shen Zhuoli greeted them one by one, calling them uncle. When he saw Xinbao, he seemed quite surprised and turned around to ask, "Grandpa, this little sister... little aunt is so cute! Can I play with her?"
Yan Shenjue pursed his lips slightly.
Master Shen said kindly: "Of course, Xiaoyu will help Grandpa greet them."
As he spoke, he waved, "Come on, come in. It's quiet here. There are very few servants. Please don't be polite."
Anshun turned around and said, "Little Yan, leave the carriage here. I'll come back and pack it up."
"No need," Yan Shenjue said, "I'll go with you."
As he spoke, he took a step forward, handed Xinbao to Brother Tang, turned around and jumped onto the carriage. As the carriage moved forward, he turned his head and saw Tuanzi staring at Shen Zhuoli with curiosity, and didn't notice that he had left at all.
Yan Shenjue took a long breath.
The twins had never been such a formal guest before, so they were a little shy. Shen Zhuoli saw that Xinbao was being held, so he came over and held their hands one by one: "Uncle Tang Wu, Uncle Tang Liu, don't be afraid, I'll take you in. Okay?"
He seemed to have just realized something, and turned his head back and forth: "You look alike! Are you twins?"
Brother Xiaowu and Brother Xiaoliu nodded together.
Then the younger ones walked and talked. The kids got familiar with each other quickly. After a few words, the twins gradually relaxed. The fifth brother said, "You look so strange, beautiful and strange."
Shen Zhuoli was stunned.
He lowered his eyes sadly and said hesitantly, "I don't know what he looks like either. My words don't count."
The twins were both startled.
Although they had indeed not seen much of the world, they were all very smart and intelligent children. They immediately felt that they might have said something wrong, but they didn't know whether they should apologize or not, and they were a little at a loss.
The second elder brother did pay some attention to them, but having Western blood was not a shameful thing, and he didn't know that this sentence would trigger a bomb, as if it seemed to have touched on someone's sad story.
But now that I’ve said it, there’s nothing I can do. I can only pretend I didn’t hear it.
Xinbao was very curious. He lay on Brother Tang's shoulder and stared at Shen Zhuoli.
He really looks like a Barbie doll!
He has the kind of good looks that mixed-race people have, with deep eye sockets, three-dimensional facial features, pupils that are slightly brown, and eyelashes that are long and thick, almost looking furry. He is really good-looking in a rich and colorful way, so good-looking that he doesn't look like a real person.
Shen Zhuoli noticed something, looked up, saw her, and smiled at her.
Xinbao quickly opened his little mouth and gave a big smile back.
The group first entered the small flower hall here. Mr. Shen smiled and said, "The garden is in front. It's getting late. Let's eat first and talk after dinner."
Several people agreed, and Master Shen asked someone to serve the dishes, saying, "I don't like to be served by others, everyone come by yourselves, wash your hands over there, you go by yourselves."
Shen Zhuoli said: "I'll take the uncles with me."
As he stood up and led them to the back, he said politely, "Grandpa loves flowers. No matter how urgent the time is, he will definitely go around the garden as soon as he comes back. Grandpa is good at it and can go around very quickly. Let's wash our hands first. When he comes back, the vegetables will be ready and we can eat."
As he spoke, he turned around and smiled: "Uncles, don't be restrained. Grandpa is a man of the underworld. There are no rules here."
The second brother couldn't help but raise his eyebrows secretly.
This child has a very familiar sense of superiority, the kind of rich and powerful young masters have, that is, I am nice to you because I am well-educated, but not because we are equal in status... this feeling.
However, he had often experienced this feeling when he was in the academy before, so it was not unfamiliar to him. Moreover, it was understandable for a child, so he didn't care too much.
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Not far away, there seemed to be a landscape created, with a pool of water flowing out. Shen Zhuoli smiled and said, "There are few houses on this side of the garden, so my grandfather and I usually wash our hands here, for the sake of nature. Once we enter the garden, there are of course other places... Uncles, please don't be negligent."
Brother Tang smiled and said, "You're welcome."
He went straight down and squatted down at the place where people usually stood. He washed Tuanzi's hands first, then washed himself, and then washed several people from the Tang family.
Yan Shenjue was brought over by Butler Anshun, and Xinbao immediately said, "Wife! Hold me!"
Shen Zhuoli glanced at him and frowned slightly.
Yan Shenjue nodded, jumped down to wash his hands, then took a handkerchief and gently wiped the water off her chubby hands before holding her over.
After washing their hands, several people went back slowly.
This is actually a place to welcome guests and take a rest. There is a flower hall in front of the door. There is no scenery. Walking on the corridor, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers and see plum branches slightly exposed on the other side of the low wall.
Xinbao said, "There are day lilies! Xinbao smells them! Xinbao wants to eat them!"
Shen Zhuoli reminded her with a smile: "Aunt, don't say such things. Grandpa hates people who use flowers to cook. He says that people who do this are all vulgar people who burn the piano and cook the crane."
Xinbao blinked his big eyes blankly: "But daylily is for eating!"
Shen Zhuoli chanted in a gentle voice: "'Although the daylily has tiny flowers, it is solitary and beautiful. Among the tall and tangled leaves, each one of its fragrant hearts is embedded.'"
He smiled and said, "Daylily, also known as daylily, is an elegant thing. How can you treat it as a vulgar thing to eat?"
Fatty was so stunned by his show-off that he didn't know what to say.
Yan Shenjue said calmly: "It is comforting to have a full stomach, but it is disturbing to be in the cauldron."
He recited a poem about daylily soup.
Shen Zhuoli was stunned.
The second brother turned around and said with a smile: "Sanlang, is Mr. Shen so elegant?"
"I don't know!" The third brother didn't understand the meaning of these people at all: "Master doesn't seem to be such a picky person. I've never seen him be picky about food, right?"
(End of this chapter)