I set off from Chang'an City in the early morning, and the carriage walked for a whole day and arrived at Ganjingzhuang almost in the evening.

When you drive into the village path, the village is calm and the waves are quiet, and dogs barking from afar and sounding smoke from the neighboring farmhouses.

Li Qinzai took a deep breath in the carriage.

For some reason, I always feel more at ease in this barren farm than in the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an City.

The simple and simple farmhouse households, the vast empty fields after the autumn harvest, and a few old oxes chew the hay slowly, and every scene can be assimilated as poetry and painting.

And Li Qinzai, like a passerby who was passionately retained by the beautiful scenery, ended his wandering from then on.

If life is destined to stop somewhere, Li Qinzai would rather choose this Zhuangzi as the terminal.

When he arrived at the gate of the other courtyard, the side door opened. Manager Song rushed out, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and helped Li Qinzai off the carriage like a waiter.

"Five Shaolang is busy all the way, thank you for your hard work." Manager Song sent a warm greeting, and asked the servants to unload the carriage and lead the horse into the backyard stable for feeding.

"Is the home okay?" Li Qinzai asked, dusting the dust on his body.

Manager Song smiled and said, "Everything is fine. If you have an old man to take care of the other yard, there will be no problem in keeping the custody."

"Well, where is Qiao'er? No one bullies him, right?"

Manager Song was solemn and respected: "Young man is amazing. I have only been to the other courtyard for a few days and I can teach the children in the village to study."

"Now the children in the village are only the leader of the little husband, and they are already the king of children in Ganjingzhuang. Looking at the whole village, who dares to bully the little husband?"

Li Qinzai smiled, it was pretty good, it had a bit of charm from his childhood.

Seeing Li Qinzai laughing happily, Manager Song seemed to have found the young master's happy password and hurriedly added: "The little husband is becoming more and more prestige in the village. He teaches the children to memorize "Hundred Family Names". Now even the merchants have to respectfully call him "Little Mr." when they see him..."

"Little sir?" Li Qinzai frowned: "It's too much to call such a young child 's 'sir'."

Manager Song said seriously: "The ancients taught me a word and could be a teacher. The young man taught the children in Zhuangzi to memorize and recognize words. This is a great kindness, so he deserves the word "Mr."

Li Qinzai said helplessly: "Okay, okay, the little gentleman is just a little gentleman. He has suffered with shame. What else can I say?"

It is also incomprehensible to say that the ancients' stubbornness is incomprehensible. They pay great attention to rules and etiquette. They can really be a teacher in just one word. In terms of knowledge, people are indeed as pious as worshiping gods.

Just as he was about to step into the backyard to see Qiaoer, Manager Song suddenly said mysteriously: "Five Shaolang, Xiaolangjun has a guest visit today..."

Li Qinzai stopped: "Are there any guests? What guests can visit him for a five-year-old child?"

Manager Song smiled strangely and said, "It's the daughter of a villager in Zhuangzi, who is the same age as Xiaolangjun. That daughter seems to be in love with Xiaolangjun's talent at first sight. She has been pestering Xiaolangjun to memorize and recognize words in the past few days..."

Li Qinzai took a breath and was shocked: "Yes... to his talent... fall in love with him at first sight? Does the five-year-old girl understand what 'talent' means?"

Manager Song smiled and sighed: "Who said no? Anyway, his daughter is particularly attached to the young man."

"The little husband refused, but he couldn't stand his daughter being so harsh. He pestered him all day and never stopped. After a while, the little husband seemed to have gradually gained a favor for her..."

"The daughter is here again today. At this moment, the two are probably playing together in the backyard."

Li Qinzai is still shocked...

This is the rhythm of taking over a daughter-in-law. The little bastard didn't think about it. His father is still single. He is so embarrassed to fall in love early? Has the hair grown all over?

After waving his hand to dismiss Manager Song, Li Qinzai walked into the backyard alone and tiptoed to the garden.

There is a swing in the garden, which was installed by Li Qinzai when he ordered his servants to give Qiaoer something to play with.

At this moment, there were a pair of small figures sitting side by side on the swing in the garden, accompanied by the bright moonlight and the chrysanthemums blooming in the garden.

Tsk, what a real thing is under the moon!

Li Qinzai looked for a dark place and squatted down. He wanted to know how early love was operated in ancient times.

The swing was still for a long time, and Qiaoer, who was sitting on the swing, suddenly said, "The swing is no longer moving, can I push you down?" spanstyle>Gu/spanstyle>

The little girl said in a silly voice: "Okay."

Qiaoer jumped off the swing and really started pushing.

The swing swayed around the swing, the little girl giggled, Qiaoer laughed, and the two innocent laughter echoed in the backyard.

Li Qinzai, who was squatting in the dark, bit her silver teeth. It was like watching a dog-blooded idol drama in the island province. She felt a faint sweet feeling of eating CP deep in her heart. How could it be so swollen?

You are five years old, you are only five years old. What else can you do except push the swing in your development? What can you do?

If you want to push a cart, you have to wait at least ten years.

The two little girls didn't notice at all that the dark corner was a strange murmur secretly complaining. The two little girls were still having a lot of fun.

After swinging for a while, Qiaoer was tired. The little girl jumped off the swing and pinched his arm with heartache: "Mr. I'm tired. Come up, can I push you?"

Qiao'er smiled and said, "No need, you will be tired too. Why not eat some snacks? My father gave me two persimmon cakes before going to Chang'an. I heard that it's very rare. I'll give you one."

As he said that, he took out a piece of persimmon cake and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl was so happy that she didn't refuse. She took the persimmon cake and took a bite, and her eyes were bent into crescents: "It's so delicious."

Qiaoer also took a bite and smiled and said, "It's really delicious."

The old father squatting in the dark sighed silently to the sky.

They were eating persimmon cakes, but I was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food...

Today, the male and female protagonists of the two idol dramas will know that if the plot continues to develop according to the bloody plot, the parents will come forward to break up the couple.

Give you five million to leave my son? No, don't even think about it.

His father can't afford it.

Then I wish you happiness viciously!

After eating a persimmon cake, the little girl licked her fingers with unsatisfactory feelings, looked up at the sky, and exclaimed: "Oh, it's too late, my father should come to me. I want to go home. Can you come to play with you tomorrow?"

Qiaoer said reluctantly: "Come early tomorrow, I still have good things to eat."

The little girl responded sweetly, then jumped and left the garden.

After the little girl left, Li Qinzai quietly appeared behind the swing.

Hearing the movement, Qiaoer turned around and rushed up in surprise.

"Dad, you are finally back!" Qiao'er hugged Li Qinzai's thigh happily.

Li Qinzai squeezed out a smile, dealing with Qiaoer in his mouth, but still thinking and distinguishing in his mind.

The current situation of the two little guys is considered a childhood sweetheart, or is it a premature relationship that has just begun to fall in love?

Should we break up the couple or let them develop?

It was really difficult to determine, which made Li Qinzai feel a little sad. He felt like an old father who had been living in a widowhood for many years, and was busy with his children's leisurely affairs for life.

This 20-year-old father is still a bachelor.

Li Qinzai finally began to think seriously whether he should really find a stepmother for his son? It has nothing to do with marriage, family, etc., mainly because he is twenty years old.

At the age of twenty, it’s time to take it out and breed it, right?

Even if it's a bunch of skewers.
Chapter completed!