Farmers have children to raise

Chapter 327 The White-eyed Wolf Boy

After the dishes were set on the table, Baochun helped Rong Zheng from the bed to the chair in front of the table, and took a pillow, put it on his back, and took a handkerchief for him to wipe his hands.

For this series of actions, Xiaojiu on the opposite side has been watching coldly, with the corners of his mouth twitched and twitched.

Rong Zheng raised his eyelids, looked at his dissatisfied but suppressed little appearance, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Baochun served the meal, and put a bowl in front of one of them, "Eat."

Xiaojiu glared at the man, grabbed his chopsticks, looked at the dishes on the table, "I want to eat chicken legs."

Baochun picked one out for him, put it in his bowl, looked at him, and felt that this kid seemed to have an itchy feeling all over his body today.

It's just that when Rong Zheng's chopsticks were pointing towards the chicken in the middle, the brat dropped the half-eaten chicken leg and called again, "I want to eat the chicken leg."

The voice was so loud that everyone outside the courtyard could have heard it, and Rong Zheng's chopsticks couldn't help but stop halfway.

"Isn't there still in the bowl?" Baochun glared at him angrily.

"I want to eat chicken drumsticks." The bear boy yelled, staring at the pot, and glanced provocatively at the person across the way.

Hey, this kid was clearly targeting him on purpose, Rong Zheng said involuntarily.

That's too much, Baochun stared at him hard and gave him winks, but the brat pretended not to see it.

Baochun took a few deep breaths, not wanting the dining table to become a martial arts arena, so he picked up the chopsticks, picked out another chicken leg and stuffed it into his bowl.

One chicken, two chicken legs, all in your own bowl, should it stop now?

But this brat doesn’t want to be beaten. He wants to finish the chicken wings, wants the chicken feet, wants to finish the chicken feet, wants the chicken neck, it’s endless.

Baochun became angry, and a pot of chicken was brought to him, "You eat it all by yourself, if you don't finish it, let's see how I deal with you."

Baochun originally thought that when he lost his temper, the brat would stop in moderation, but who would have thought that brat would pull the pot grill in front of him, so he really got bored and started eating.

This made Baochun angry, staring at the brat's hair for a long time, speechless.

Rong Zheng was in a teasing mood at first, but slowly his heart became stuffy. He is a patient, and he needs to supplement nutrition. The most important thing is that this pot of chicken is also his favorite?

This kid won't let him eat a piece, and he gave up his life to protect him not long ago?How did you forget about this injury so quickly?It's fine if you don't think about being grateful, but you still bully him as a patient everywhere, and the white-eyed wolf doesn't take this kind of thing.

He has no strength now, he needs to replenish it quickly and recover his energy quickly, otherwise, it will not be as simple as not having meat to eat, and it is very likely that he will not even be given food.

Fortunately, it wasn't my own father, if my own father would have been pissed off hundreds of times.

While comforting himself like this, Rong Zheng picked up his chopsticks and stretched them out to the pot of chicken in front of the brat, he still couldn't believe it.

However, as soon as the chopsticks touched the edge of the pot, with quick eyes and quick hands, the ferocious food protector grabbed Rong Zheng's chopsticks, and then Bao Chun and Rong Zheng heard, with a bang, the chopsticks broke into two pieces. cut.

Both of them were stunned.

The perpetrator was also a little scared, looked at his mother with small eyes, subconsciously slipped off the stool, and stood at attention!

"What is that?" Baochun stood up, "stretch out your hand."

Ai Ai, the bear boy Qiqi, took out the hand that was trying to hide the glove that hadn't been taken off in time.

Silk gloves?It's so powerful?
Baochun maintained a calm face, reprimanded, "Honestly, what is that? Where did it come from?"

Xiao Jiu glanced at his mother, "Hands, gloves..." He slowly grasped it, trying to put down the gloved one.

"Extend it, don't move." Baochun tilted him, "I asked you where this came from, and I told you how many times, don't make trouble when you go out, don't make trouble, you've ignored it..."

Xiaojiubanban just stood upright, "Just, when I went out to play with Da Mao, I met an uncle, he, he gave it to me..."

"What kind of uncle, what's his name, what's his surname, and where does he live?" Baochun asked, "How can you just want such a valuable thing from someone? I taught you in vain before."

He only knew that the parents were good-looking, but he didn't know what the name was, "That's right, it's the uncle..." He glanced at his mother secretly, "I said no, but, but he insisted on giving it to me..." He didn't Fa, of course, he likes it very much.

During Baochun's reprimand and interrogation of his son, Rong Zheng slowly scooped up a bowl of soup for himself, took a sip, and said, "Good thing, the things on the list of famous utensils are not as famous as Fengmingjian, but they are also Not too much, the uncle you met by chance is really rich and powerful, the first time we met, I gave it away as soon as I said it..."

Baochun said ah, she thought this thing was not ordinary, but why did she never think that it would be so ordinary that it would be listed in the list of famous instruments? "No, such a valuable thing, you can accept it casually, and you have to return it to someone else."

The little bear had a pained face.

Rong Zheng said, "It's so easy to return the things he gave away. It's really generous of him to give such a big gift for the first time. However, this just shows that people have caught his eye." Never been so generous to him.

It took Baochun a while to realize who he was talking about, and turned to look at him in disbelief.

Rong Zheng put down the soup bowl, "In this house, who else can be so rich and powerful?"

Baochun thought for a while, "If Bai Dingshan doesn't send it to him, I always feel that it's not good."

"What to give?" Rong Zheng looked up at her, "If you don't give it away, just keep it if you give it away. Good things can still be pushed out, but don't pinch my chopsticks next time. These are also bought with money. You don't want them." Where's the money?"

Rong Zheng picked up half of the chopsticks on the table, and brought the pot of chicken in front of the brat to him.

The bear boy was being trained, so he dared not speak out when he was angry, so he could only keep shooting with his small eyes like knives.

Things are not delivered, but the matter is not over.

After the meal, the brat was carried by his mother from the chair to the corner and squatted to set the plate.

Rong Zheng was in a great mood as he drank his tea and watched the bear squatting in the corner to lift the plate.

As soon as Baochun brought the medicine to Rong Zheng, someone outside announced that Mr. Xunyang had come, saying that he had come to check on the illness of young prince Rong.

Baochun was stunned for a moment, since she moved into this courtyard, she has been hearing about Mr. Xunyang, but five or six days have passed, but she has never seen the true face of the master.

When it was time to see her, apart from excitement, there was even a hint of nervousness.

What kind of person should Mr. Xunyang be?Is it superhuman and refined like Master Meiren?Or is it as majestic as His Majesty the Emperor, making people unfathomable and elusive?
But she knew that no matter what, she would never be like the master in front of her.

However, there is one thing she can be sure of, that is, this person's martial arts cultivation should not be low, or why there are so many capable people under his command?

However, when he saw the real person, Baochun was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The real person is completely different from what she imagined.

He, he actually sat in a wheelchair and was pushed in by someone.

This point, I have never heard of it, is it because of his powerful aura that people forget this point or what?
Aside from this point, this person is not enough to describe him as beautiful as a crown of jade, no wonder the world said that he should be the first among the ten gentlemen, that's not it!

Xunyang, who came in, saw her at a glance, and the mother and son looked at him as if they were withdrawn.

Rong Zheng next to her saw her dumbfounded appearance, her face darkened layer after layer, and then she coughed frequently.

Baochun hurried over to pat his back, and helped him to lie down on the soft couch.

Mr. Xunyang smiled meaningfully.

After Baochun said hello, he went to make tea.

Guo Kuang pushed Xunyang to the bed.

However, before Xun Yang could speak to Young Lord Rong, from his position, he could clearly see Xiaojiu squatting in the corner of the wall with a plate on it, poking his buttocks and digging at the cracks in the wall.

Xunyang and Guo Kuang behind him stared blankly at each other, it was true.

Baochun, who came back from making tea, noticed Mr. Xunyang's expression, and immediately remembered something. He walked up to his son in three or two steps, took off the plate, picked up his son, and patted him a few times, "You child, why are you so naughty? What's not fun, why do you like to play with a plate? If the plate is about to fall, wouldn't it be bought with money?"

Rong Zheng coughed again, this time it was a real cough.

Guo Kuang smiled and turned his head away.

Xunyang touched the tip of his nose and smiled.

But the boy who had nothing to do with the plate just rolled his eyes, and he couldn't do anything about the woman who turned right and wrong.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Xunyang, and rushed to him with a whoosh, and grabbed his hand, "Uncle, why are you here? Are you here to teach me how to play the piano? But, I didn't tell you , how do you know that I live here? I said fine..." Received Mother's gaze, I quickly changed my words, "I said I'm going to find you after I've finished lifting the dishes, why don't we go now?"

The bear boy asked the question with a stick and a hammer, and Mr. Xunyang who asked him really didn't know which one to answer him.

Seeing his son's appearance like this, Baochun's face turned green and pale, it was so embarrassing!

As for Rong Zheng on the soft couch, he hummed almost inaudibly.

A white-eyed wolf brat, he almost lost his life because of him, and he has never seen him treated like this, that's all, he doesn't give him meat, this treatment is worlds apart.

Young Lord Rong's heart is so cool, the world is getting worse, the world is getting worse, let alone look at the look in the eyes of Mr. Xunyang.

Xun Yang touched the little guy's face, "Not today, the piano that suits you hasn't been delivered yet, uncle is here today to visit the sick."

Xiaojiu cast a sideways glance at the person on the couch, and couldn't help but mutter, "What is there to find out, maybe how good it is." She could frame him in front of her mother.

Baochun poured tea for someone, and mentioned gloves, but every time he mentioned it, he always took the topic off topic, and the topic got farther and farther away, so far that she couldn't remember the beginning original intention.

(End of this chapter)