Zheng Ren was a scholar who kept his word. When he said he was going to teach his son a lesson, he was absolutely sincere.
After dinner, he talked to his son in the main hall.
Zheng Yu was at the age when he loved to play and make noises, and he was also a person who could not sit still, but he was essentially an honest and simple child. He would answer whatever his father asked, and when his father scolded him, he would stand and listen obediently. But he also knew that because he had done something dangerous, he would probably not be able to escape a beating.
His father was different from his sister. His sister had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although she sometimes scolded him, she would also hit his head and pinch his ears, making him scream. But most of the time, he was just pretending, and his sister's beatings did not hurt at all.
He was his father. Others praised his father. Only Zheng Yu knew how much his father was angry when he was angry.
"Are you awake?" Zheng Xiu
smiled and picked
the core
. Xue Shao didn't say anything, so Zheng Xiu asked again, "Are you hungry?" Before Xue Shao could say anything, his stomach growled loudly. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Although he was fed half a bowl of porridge not long ago, he hadn't eaten properly for several days, so a small bowl of porridge was obviously not enough to fill him up. Zheng Xiu got up and went to check in the morning. The eggs were almost cooked. A bowl of golden stewed eggs was soon served to Xue Shao. Zheng Xiu handed him the spoon, "Can you eat it by yourself? Do you want me to feed you?" Xue Shao shook his head, took the spoon and ate it himself. Zheng Xiu watched him eat quietly beside him, "Eat slowly, the doctor said your stomach is weak, you should eat small meals frequently these days. Otherwise, it is easy to develop a chronic disease." Xue Shao quickly finished a bowl of hot stewed eggs. Zheng Xiu took a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, "I'll boil water on the stove, take a bath before going to bed." Xue Shao looked at him straight, "Why are you nice to me?" His father said that people in this world cannot be easily trusted. If they are nice to you for no reason, they must have some ulterior motives. But Xue Shao also knew that he was alone now, and his father had disappeared without a trace, so there was really nothing worth others' ulterior motives. Zheng Xiu pursed her lips and smiled, her eyebrows curved, "Giving you a few meals is enough? Just consider it as borrowing from us first. When your father comes back, you have to pay it back double." The child in front of her is obviously about the same age as her younger brother, but she is mature beyond her years, like a little adult. Although the possibility of precocity cannot be ruled out, it is mostly due to the hardships of life. Zheng Xiu grew up with her grandparents since she was a child. She was a pretty little girl before she went to elementary school. Until her parents took her back to the city to go to school, she felt her parents' indifference to her and their enthusiasm for her younger brother, and she suddenly grew up. At that time, she had just come to the city from the countryside. Everything was so strange to her. Her parents had no time to distract their attention from her brother. She slowly explored by herself. When she was afraid, laughed at, and confused, she fought alone. Xue Shao in front of her, somehow, reminded her of herself in her previous life. Hearing this, Xue Shao nodded solemnly and said, "I will tell my father and I will definitely pay you back double in the future." Zheng Xiu couldn't help but chuckle. She guessed right. This child was worried and probably didn't want to owe others. It was agreed that it was a "borrowing", and he would feel at ease if he had to pay it back. At this time, Zheng Yu's screams came clearly from the main room. "Ouch, ouch," crying and shouting. Xue Shao shuddered subconsciously. He suddenly remembered that he saw an old lady leading his dog Ji Lei on the main road. He followed her all the way and later saw Zheng Xiu who came to look for someone. He followed her home again and saw her chasing her brother with a broom outside the fence. Seeing her fierce look, he was originally determined to come directly to the door to ask for the dog, but suddenly he hesitated... Zheng Xiu smiled at her embarrassedly, then got up and went to the main room. Zheng Ren was spanking his son with a cane. Although Zheng Yu screamed miserably, he did not dare to hide and stood obediently to let his father spank him. Seeing her coming out, Zheng Yu's eyes were red, and he looked at her pitifully: "Sister." Zheng Xiu glared at him, but still advised her father: "Ayu has already known that he was wrong, and he will never dare to do it again next time." Zheng Yu nodded and promised: "Dad, I really won't do it next time." Zheng Ren then stopped and said to Zheng Yu: "It's good that you have learned your lesson. Don't go back and cause any trouble again." However, Zheng Ren also knew that his son was naughty and naughty, and he would probably not change much after the wound healed and forgot the pain. He just hoped that he would go to school after the new year, and it would be better if he could understand the truth. Zheng Yu covered his buttocks with tears. Zheng Xiu waved his hand and said, "Go inside to see Xue Shao. If the child is still not feeling well, come out and tell him." Although Zheng Yu was reluctant to deal with the dirty Xue Shao, he went into the house obediently. Zheng Ren was a strict father to his son, but a particularly kind and loving father to his eldest daughter. Especially after his wife passed away a few years ago, his daughter was the only one who was busy at home. She also had to raise her younger brother, who had a serious illness two years ago and almost died. "Your younger brother is naughty and naughty, which worries you. You should also take care of yourself. If you have any headache or fever, you must ask a doctor to diagnose and prescribe medicine. We don't lack that little money." In the entire Huaishu Village, only Zheng Ren dared to say this. Although he only taught at the Qingzhu Academy in the town, he was well-known for his talent and was good at teaching according to the students' abilities. He was especially loved by students. Even students from the county and the state came to teach him. It was only because his daughter and son grew up in the village that Zheng Ren chose to teach in the town. In fact, the generous dowry was enough for their family to move to a bigger place. On the one hand, he stayed in the village because his parents were here and it was convenient for him to show filial piety. On the other hand, Zheng Ren had his own plans. Zheng Xiu nodded in agreement, "I'm fine. There's nothing wrong." She hesitated for a while, and still told him about the several times Zhu wanted to arrange a marriage for her. After listening, Zheng Ren pursed his lips and said nothing. In fact, Zheng Ren is only 32 years old now, with a fair face and no beard, very handsome, but his temperament is deep and majestic, very mature. Zheng Xiu has lived to graduate from college in her previous life. When she first traveled through time, she always felt a little awkward when facing her father who was not much older than her. But after a few years of getting along, Zheng Ren's calmness and composure gradually made her accustomed to relying on him.
After a moment of silence, Zheng Ren said, "Mr. Feng is indeed a wealthy and kind family, but his son..." He paused, "You don't have to worry about this. I will go to your grandfather's house tomorrow and make things clear."
With his father's words, Zheng Xiu felt relieved. She had read a lot of novels before, and was indifferent to those pedantic literati who were full of "zhihuzheya", but Zheng Ren refreshed her view of literati. For example, her father never urged her on this matter. Instead, he was worried that she would have psychological trauma because of the two failed marriages in the past. He always counseled her and hinted to her that even if she failed to pick a good husband in the end, he, as a father, would still be able to support her for the rest of her life. In this era, this is definitely considered open-minded, avant-garde and unconventional.
The father and daughter chattered about recent events, Zheng Ren went to wash up, and Zheng Xiu went to the house to see the two little ones.
Xue Shao and Zheng Yu were sitting in the house, looking at each other.
Xue Shao was a quiet person, and Zheng Yu felt a little embarrassed because he had just been scolded by his father.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's all go wash up."
Zheng Yu heard this and immediately rummaged through the boxes and cupboards to pack up the clothes for changing, "I'll wash first, I'll wash first."
The Zheng family has a large house. Zheng Ren and Zheng Yu sleep in the east room, Zheng Xiu sleeps in the west room, and there are two empty rooms behind the yard. Zheng Xiu used one of the smaller rooms as a bathroom, placed a large bathtub in the middle, and hung heavy tents around it. As long as there was enough hot water, it wouldn't be cold to take a bath even in winter.
Zheng Yu quickly found clothes and ran to the bathroom.
Zheng Xiu also rummaged around and found some of Zheng Yu's half-new clothes for Xue Shao.
Zheng Ren took his son to take a bath, and then it was Xue Shao's turn. Although he looked young, he had a very strong personality. Zheng Xiu was worried that he was exhausted and wanted her father to go in and take care of him, but Xue Shao refused to let him go no matter what, saying that he could do it alone, so she didn't force him.
But she was still worried, so Zheng Xiu waited in the main hall. If there was any noise, she would be able to hear it clearly.
She did not forget to remind him outside, "Wash your hair too. There are soap and soap next to the bathtub. If you can't wash it clean, I will go in and help you wash it myself."
Xue Shao was so scared that he immediately responded loudly inside, "I know, don't come in!"
He was not big, but he was as shy as her brother. Zheng Xiu couldn't help but curl her lips.
Xue Shao quickly cleaned himself up, his little face was flushed, and his hair was still wet.
Zheng Xiu took a large dry towel and covered his head with it, and hurried him back to the room to wipe his hair on the kang, and she went in to wash last.
She was slow and careful in washing. By the time she finished washing and cleaning the house, the house was already quiet. She tiptoed to the east room. The three people on the kang had already fallen asleep, and soft snoring came one after another.
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