Reborn Farmhouse: Planting Fields, Flirting with People

Chapter 223 Anning Hou Mansion (2)

When Fang Yuan came back from Yongping Palace, it was already time to light the lanterns.It was time for dinner, so he went directly to the dining hall.

Mrs. Fang, Mrs. Yuan, Fang Zheng, Mrs. Dong, Fang Jinxiu, Fang Jinshu, and Fang Jinyu have all been seated. Only Fang Ziliang, the Marquis of Anning, is still in the study and has not yet arrived.

"Grandmother, mother, brother, sister-in-law..."

Fang Yuan greeted each other one by one.

As soon as Mrs. Fang saw him coming back, she began to complain: "You also don't know how to count, why did you come back at this hour, look, your little face is turning red from the cold, quickly come over to grandma to have a look."

Fang Yuan obediently sat beside Mrs. Fang, but muttered: "Grandmother, grandson has grown up, don't keep treating me like a child."

Mrs. Fang ignored his complaints, and turned her head to order: "Tweety, ask the kitchen to bring over a bowl of ginger soup."

"..."

Thinking of the taste of ginger soup, Fang Yuan frowned unconsciously.Fang Jinxiu on the opposite side saw it, couldn't help covering her mouth and started laughing, telling you to go out and play without me, haha.

Staring at Fang Yuan, he drank a large bowl of ginger soup to the bottom.

Mrs. Fang pulled Fang Yuan's hand again earnestly and said, "Brother Yuan, you are growing up too. Zhao Wu and Xiao Zimo, who were playing with you, are also engaged, and it seems that they will have weddings after the new year. son.

Now, you are the only one left alone... Tell grandma, what kind of girl does Brother Yuan like? "

Suddenly saying this in front of the whole family, no matter how thick-skinned Fang Yuan was, she blushed at this moment.

"Grandma, I'm still young, so don't worry about it."

Madam Fang pretended to be angry and said, "You are already sixteen, not too young.

As old as you, some have become fathers.When in the world are you going to procrastinate? "

Yuan Shi also chimed in, "Fortunately, we are an enlightened family, so you can choose by yourself.

But if you don’t give us an explanation, your grandma and I will help you choose.At that time, don't make trouble with us. "

Fang Yuan couldn't resist, and kept winking at his elder brother Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng could only bite the bullet and persuade, "Grandmother, mother, don't talk about these things at the dinner table.

His father would arrive in a while, and he heard that he was going to lose his temper again. "

Mrs. Fang saw that the time was almost up, so she gave up and ordered the maid to prepare the dishes.

After another stick of incense, Fang Ziliang, the Marquis of Anning, came late.

Fang Yuan had escaped a catastrophe, and was listlessly tucking his chin in a daze when he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance and looked intently, and there was a plate of steamed and shiny sausages in the middle of the dining table!He couldn't help but exclaimed in joy.

"Hey, sausage."

Fang Ziliang glared at Fang Yuan displeased.

"No rules, yelling, how decent!"

Mrs. Fang frowned and said, "This is not the court, so there is no need to talk about so many rules. Don't make a fool of the boss at home, and scare the child."

After training her son, Mrs. Fang raised her chopsticks again, and put a piece of steamed sausage into the round bowl.

"This is a special product from Yuzhou Prefecture. The small kitchen made it once in the morning. Grandma tasted it. It tastes very good. You have to try it. If you like it, grandma asks them to make it for you every day. .”

"Hey, thanks grandma."

Fang Yuan couldn't wait to pick up a piece of sausage and put it in his mouth... The familiar taste in his memory instantly filled his mouth.

Seeing things and thinking about people, that thin little figure unexpectedly reappeared in my mind, and bits and pieces of the past came to my eyes.

Fang Yuan sighed inwardly, wondering if that little guy is doing well now.

With mixed feelings of sorrow and joy, Fang Yuan ate two big bowls of rice with that plate of steamed sausage before giving up.

Since he returned to the Hou's mansion, he has never had such a good appetite, but it made Mrs. Fang very happy.

She turned around and ordered the housekeeper to ask the shoppers below to buy more sausages.

After the family had dinner, Fang Yuan was not in a hurry to go back to his Izumo Pavilion, but Baba followed Fang Ziliang to the study in the front yard to discuss matters.

　The hero you want... Take it away, no thanks. PS. I’m used to writing about the country and rural tunes, but I suddenly jumped to write about high-ranking and wealthy families... and then I became the gorgeous Kawen. /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
　　
　
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