Chapter 397 You Are a Good Husband

Because Zong Zhao had poor emotional control, Xu Wan and her husband followed suit and neither of them went to the Zhao family to pay their respects. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Xu Wan invited him to go to the suburbs of Beijing to accompany the children to class.

Finally, he agreed.

In the carriage heading to the outskirts of Beijing, Xu Wan and Zong Zhao sat side by side.

The little devil was unhappy. That was his seat before, but now he couldn't sit next to his mother. He pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Dad, why did you think of going out with us today?"

Xu Wan immediately looked at him. This kid was definitely looking for trouble, but the little devil had no intention of backing down.

Zong Zhao made up a sentence: "Protect you."

"ah?"

The little devil was immediately hit in the chest by an arrow.

Yes, the Autumn Examination is the day after tomorrow. After they finish the last two days, they will have to enter the Imperial Examination Hall to take the examination. Dad is afraid that something might happen to him during these days, so he put aside all his work and came to protect him.

The kid who originally wanted to compete with Zong Zhao for his affection was suddenly filled with guilt and wanted to slap himself twice. He was too petty in judging others.

Zong Jincheng fake-cried and howled, "Wuwuwu... Dad, you love me so much, so thoughtful, I'm so touched."

Zong Zhao: “…” You are acting too much.

Xu Wan silently reached out to cover her face, for fear that she would not be able to hide the smile on her face. Zong Zhao was really good at it, he could control the little brat with just three words.

The carriage was jolting.

Xu Wan said to the little devil: "Mr. Su has taught you for more than a month, and today is the finale. Experience the joy of peeling sweet potatoes. Otherwise, when you become officials in the future, you won't have so much free time to play."

"Yes." Zong Jincheng nodded and asked, "Mom, when will Mr. Su leave? Will he leave after we enter the Gongyuan?"

Initially he was quite annoyed by this strange old man, but after getting used to it, he was gradually able to adapt to Su Xi's teaching method. As his mother said, everything Su Xi did was to improve their poetry skills. Zong Jincheng understood this, so he felt a little reluctant before the separation.

Xu Wan shook her head and said, "I don't know either. I'll try to persuade him to stay and see if I can get him to wait for you to come out of the Gongyuan and say goodbye to you properly before leaving."

Zong Jincheng nodded quickly: "Okay, Mom must persuade him to wait for us to come back."

Xu Wan said with a smile: "Mr. Su is in another carriage now. We have a whole day to spend together. You can tell him in person when you get there."

The little devil said awkwardly: "Forget it, I can't open my mouth, it's too corny."

"What's so corny about that?" Xu Wan complained, "You little arrogant one."

Zong Jincheng turned his face away and refused to listen.

When they arrived at the farm outside Beijing, Xu Wan ordered people to greet the people there and rent the rights to dig sweet potatoes in this land. The farmers had never seen such a fight before, and people were willing to pay for work. They were all grinning from ear to ear and brought hoes and shovels to them.

After more than a month of training, the young masters had already become proficient in handling a farm tool each and began to listen to Su Xi explain the steps of peeling sweet potatoes.

Xu Wan was also listening attentively not far away. When she saw the young boys starting to work, she walked forward to watch out of curiosity. Zong Zhao walked beside her and followed them, watching and learning.

Su Xi's sharp-tongued teaching began again: "Clear the weeds and rocks around first, otherwise it's easy to misalign the hoe; loosen the soil, don't hoe too hard, or the sweet potatoes will be chopped up; throw the potatoes into the bucket, don't put them next to your feet, or you'll break one with one step; why change the pit after digging out just one sweet potato? There are still many underneath, dig more, be careful."

Shen Yibai yelled, "I know, I know. Sir, please take a rest. My ears are hurting from all your nagging."

Su Xi was so angry that he laughed: "Hiss, you have a bad temper. Okay, okay, I'll come and see how many you can dig out. If you don't make it into the top three, you can go home and write a few more poems tonight."

Shen Yibai glanced at him a few times, then started digging sweet potatoes with his small hoe. He focused on the ones with big leaves, because the sweet potatoes must be big if the leaves are big!

Su Xi wandered around the fields and finally found a good feng shui spot. He quietly took two sweet potatoes from Zong Jincheng's bucket and whispered to Xu Wan stealthily, "Let's go roast some sweet potatoes."

Xu Wan quickly glanced at the little devil who was concentrating on digging sweet potatoes. She didn't notice that there were fewer sweet potatoes in her bucket. Su Xi had already quickly lay on the ground, not caring whether it was dirty or not, and started digging the sweet potato pit with his bare hands.

Xu Wan took the shovel and said, "Sir, would you like to use this?"

Su Xi didn't hesitate to take the shovel and started digging, muttering, "What fun it is to dig sweet potatoes. It would be boring to roast a few on the ground. Hehe, General Zong... General Zong?"

Zong Zhao responded, "Sir, just call me by my name."

Su Xi was not a polite person, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Zong Zhao, you are a very generous kid. I need some firewood to roast sweet potatoes... Could you please give me a ride?"

Zong Zhao replied, "You're welcome. I'll go find it right away."

After saying that, he strode out of the field and started picking up small branches without minding the dirt. There was no one to disturb him in the field, and there were a lot of small branches and leaves, so he found a bamboo basket to pick them up.

As Su Xi dug the hole, Xu Wan, who was cleaning the mud off the sweet potatoes beside him, said, "Your husband is a good man with a good temper. He is not arrogant despite his high position. He is approachable and humble. He is much more reasonable than that rough man Luo Jingfeng."

Xu Wan couldn't help laughing. Mr. Su was probably not familiar with Zong Zhao, otherwise he wouldn't have said that Zong Zhao had a good temper. However, she also had such a misunderstanding at the beginning.

She smiled and replied, "Yes, but you compare him to the Protector of the Kingdom... there are many reasonable people there."

"Hahaha..." Su Xi was amused. He laughed and cursed, "That arrogant kid surnamed Luo is not honest in his dealings. I think he will be punished sooner or later. I just don't know when."

Xu Wan listened to his resentful words and joked, "More than a month has passed, and you are still angry. How about waiting for Jin Cheng and the others to finish their exams, and then I will ask Jin Cheng to find the Protector of the Country to apologize to you?"

Su Xi snorted, "Forget it. Will he listen to the words of an adopted son?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused in swinging the shovel.

It's hard to say. After all, Luo Jingfeng captured him with such fanfare, wasn't it just to compose a poem for that kid Zong Jincheng?

Su Xi suddenly became happy.

He cheered twice and said to Xu Wan with emotion: "It turns out that Luo's retribution is on the way. When he gets into trouble, you must remember to write to me and tell me, an old man, to be happy too."