Chapter 167: Master Cheng is shocked at the Marquis's Mansion

Xu Wan looked at the little devil deeply and said, "Because of you."

"I..." Zong Jincheng took a step back.

He looked at his brother who had the same confused expression as him, and his second aunt who had a complicated look on her face.

"Grandfather didn't sleep for three days because of me. He is..."

Xu Wan said, "He was afraid that Luo Jingfeng would come and hurt you again, so he stayed next door to you for three days and three nights, not daring to close his eyes or relax."

Although there are two great masters, Buyan and Cuiliu, in the Marquis' Mansion.

But the old marquis was still worried. He had fought on the battlefield for many years, and even though he was old, his martial arts skills were still very high and his vigilance was very strong.

He was afraid that Bu Yan and Cui Liu might get into trouble on their business trip, so he stayed outside in person.

Guarding his precious grandson whom he had raised for eight years.

Zong Jincheng's heart felt as if someone had struck a bell, making a continuous thumping sound.

All the love that I habitually ignored suddenly emerged.

Although my grandfather was a dull person and didn't talk much to him, he loved him just as much. Many of the decisions my grandmother made for his good were agreed by my grandfather.

But he was a person who only knew how to be nice to his grandmother and act cute in front of her. When he wrote to her, he never mentioned his grandfather and didn't even remember to say hello to him.

The little devil with a good memory recalled one thing after another in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was such a fool. His grandfather was so good to him, but he was so bad to him.

The little devil was deeply shocked and turned away with his ears drooped.

Grandfather was sleeping, and he couldn't disturb his grandfather's rest here, otherwise he would be causing trouble for his grandfather.

He is already eight years old, not a child anymore, and should not be ignored like before.

"Jincheng." Zong Wenxiu was very worried about his sudden departure and hurriedly chased after him.

Bailiweihong looked at the two children's backs and said worriedly, "Aren't you worried that he will feel guilty if you tell him the truth like this?"

Xu Wan turned around and said, "It is not appropriate to increase the guilt of Wen Xiu, but Jin Cheng needs it, and he is too short of it."

This child is smart and clever, but in some ways he is dull and can't see many things.

If you can't see it, you won't care; if you don't care, you will habitually ignore it; and if you ignore it, you will never grow.

Bailiweihong raised her eyebrows.

Yes, when it comes to teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, her sister-in-law is very good at it.

Zong Jincheng returned to the study room and wanted to study hard, but this time he just couldn't concentrate.

The last time he was angered by Qin Ye, he was still able to read a book, and Pan Hongzhi even called him terrible.

But now he thought, maybe the stimulation was just not enough, because he was also an ordinary person, a living person with flesh and blood and emotions.

Pan Hongzhi also understood what was going on. He sighed that this young master was finally not so invincible. He suggested aloud: "When you can't concentrate on reading, just copy and write. It will calm your mind."

Shunzi had ground the ink nearby.

Zong Jincheng sat at the table, countless thoughts gushing out of his mind. His butt felt like it had thorns on it, and he always wanted to stand up, but when he stood up he didn't know what to do, so he sat down again and experienced the above behavior repeatedly.

Shunzi is so annoyed by it.

But when he saw that Pan Hongzhi did not say anything to stop him, he did not dare to open his mouth to speak.

In the evening, the old marquis finally woke up.

After a day of rest, the old man still felt a little tired, but he was afraid of worrying his relatives, so he was helped by the old lady to get up and drink porridge.

Xu Wan and Baili Weihong were also waiting in the room, one brought porridge and the other brought toiletries.

Seeing this, the old lady was so soft-hearted: "Just let the servants come. Your father-in-law is fine, don't worry. Go back and tell Jincheng and Wenxiu, so that they can have a good sleep too."

"Yes, mother-in-law, please call us if you have anything else."

"well."

Xu Wan led Baili Weihong out and looked into the dark yard. There was no sign of the two children, and she frowned.

The message should have been passed on, why haven't the two children come yet? Jincheng...

Baili Weihong also found it strange: "Wen Xiu didn't come either."

Xu Wan said with a gloomy face: "Could something have happened?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two mothers became nervous and ran straight out of the yard.

As a result, before I had taken a few steps, I heard the screams of the maids outside, making a loud noise.

Xu Wan couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but the next second she saw the little devil appear from the corner. He used his small body to lift a large wooden barrel, and sweat oozed from his forehead because he was exerting too much effort, but his face was filled with a bright and lively smile that was so eye-catching that it was hard to take your eyes off.

At this moment, she finally heard what the maids said:

"Oh my god, Master Cheng actually brought water for the old marquis to wash his feet!"

"This bucket is so heavy, and he doesn't even want our help!"

"Oh my God, is this still our Master Cheng?"

"The little prince has grown up. How touching!"

"Hurry, hurry, report it to the old marquis and the old lady immediately. They will be very upset!"

Zong Jincheng carried the big wooden barrel and ran straight into the house. On the way, he exchanged glances with Xu Wan, his smile not changing at all.

Not long after, I heard a bowl of porridge fall to the ground in the house.

The old lady's surprised voice rang out from the room: "Jincheng, you, you, why are you here with a wooden bucket? Are you...are you going to bring water for your grandfather to wash?"

Xu Wan, Baili Weihong, and Zong Wenxiu walked in and heard the little devil's crisp voice: "No, this is a footbath. I want to wash my grandfather's feet."

Bailiweihong: "!!!"

Is this still the same child who has no manners, no respect for elders, and no dignity?

Zong Wenxiu smiled at his mother and whispered something to her. Baili Weihong was surprised at first, and then nodded.

Xu Wan also smiled with relief.

This little brat Jin Cheng is becoming more and more lovable. This makes me have to be very cruel when I teach my child in the future...

The old lady looked at the little devil in shock, then at Xu Wan's confident smile. Realizing the transformation of her grandson, her eyes instantly turned red.

But at this moment, she didn't have time to thank Xu Wan. She was so moved that her body was shaking and she couldn't speak.

The old marquis was a rough and uncouth military commander, and even his own daughter-in-law had never asked him to bring him water for washing his feet. But the grandson in front of him, who was once the leader of the four young dandies in the capital, not only brought such a big footbath bucket, but also wanted to wash his feet. He just felt like he was dreaming.

"I must be dreaming," he said to the old lady.

The old lady was so moved that she burst into tears. She punched him hard and scolded him with a smile, "Don't be so ungrateful. This is the first time Jincheng has done something for you."

The little devil had already placed the barrel beside the bed. He squatted down, smiled, and asked innocently, "This is my filial piety to my grandfather. Does grandpa like it?"