The wrong marriage: the arrogant husband comes to farm

Chapter 12 Feeling Guilty
Only then did Li Dazhuang recall the words that Uncle Seven wanted to take Zhonger as his apprentice during the day, but he felt doubts in his heart, and after pondering for a while, he replied, "Maybe Uncle Seven happens to be busy, so let Zhonger help me, I'll go and have a look." , don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he walked outside the door, but as soon as he reached the middle of the yard, he heard footsteps.

"Father, I'm back." Zhong'er hurried in, as if someone was chasing after him, and when he saw Li Dazhuang's figure, he threw himself into his arms.

"You child, you're already home, what else is there to be afraid of?" Li Dazhuang rubbed Zhong'er's little head lovingly, "Zhong'er, your seventh grandpa, you went calling for a long time, why did you come back alone? ?”

"Uh, I forgot..." Zhong'er drooped his head, afraid of messing things up and being scolded by his father.

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Li Dazhuang laughed, "Oh? Then what have you been doing for so long?"

"I just passed by at that time, Grandpa Seven said he wanted to test me." Zhong'er scratched his head, "I said I'm not a bunny, and it wouldn't taste good if baked, but Grandpa Seven just refused to let me go."

"Haha, you little guy, your Seventh Grandpa is going to test your knowledge. What did he test you for?" Li Dazhuang couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and thought of what Uncle Seven had said during the day, knowing for certain Some relation.

"Later, Grandpa Seven moved a chessboard, and then we two kept playing tigers and chickens. Later, when it was dark, he asked me to come back." Zhong'er thought about it seriously, and added, "He asked me to come back tomorrow." Go back and say that you will come over to drink daddy's wine after the exam is over."

"Tiger eats chicken, isn't this a game? Who will win, you or Grandpa Seven?" After hearing his son's words, Li Dazhuang was puzzled. This is obviously a game played by children. Could it be that Uncle Seven relied on this for assessment? Recruiting disciples is too much fun!
Nan Chengmo listened carefully, and probably guessed that the weird old man was probably going to recruit Zhong'er as his closed disciple, so he continued to listen to the conversation between the father and son without making a sound.

"Of course I win a lot. Seventh Grandpa is really bad at playing." Zhong'er showed off to Li Dazhuang with a little embarrassment. At this time, Li Qi walked into the room with the vegetables, and the fragrance of the vegetables wafted into Zhong'er's nose. In an instant, Zhong'er's mind was drawn to eating, and he ran into the house with a few jumps.

Hearing his son's words, Li Dazhuang couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. If the old man refuses to accept Zhong'er as a disciple because of this, Zhong'er may only be like those ordinary children in the village, groping in the yellow land for the rest of his life Yes, but how could he guess what the old man was thinking.

"Forget it, let nature take its course, everything depends on the child's luck..." Li Dazhuang prayed secretly in his heart, only then did he realize that Nan Cheng Mo was also standing in the courtyard.

"I am born to be useful. Zhong'er is a smart kid, and he will definitely do something in the future..." Nan Chengmo comforted him softly, then turned and walked into the house.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mengyao's attraction to Zhong'er is greater than food.The first thing Zhong'er did when he entered the room was to sway the oil lamp to Qin Mengyao's bed, and take a closer look. As a result, Li Qishi, who was serving the dishes in the main room, had his eyes darkened and almost touched the rice basket to the ground, causing trouble. With a sharp reprimand, Li Qishi reluctantly dragged her to sit at the dining table.

When I went to invite Uncle Qi to come to my house for dinner, the door had already been closed and the lights turned off, and I went to bed early. In addition to being tired during the day, I had never had a serious meal, and my stomach was already empty, so the four of them picked up chopsticks to eat.Because shredded pork is added to the dish, the taste is particularly attractive, but until the end of the dish, the dish is hardly touched.

Li Qishi was thinking about the shredded pork added in it, and it was inevitable to feel distressed after eating it.Li Dazhuang had a big appetite, and he was afraid that the dishes he cooked would not be enough, so he kept eating pickles and swallowing corn bread. As for Zhong'er himself, he had a small appetite and couldn't eat much.Besides, Nancheng Mo is not used to eating these coarse grains at all. Even though his stomach is growling with hunger, it is really hard to swallow the cornbread in his mouth. Besides, he has been bothering this family all day, and he already feels sorry for him. Now staying here again, this meal is really unreliable.

"Mother, I've finished eating, but why doesn't that beautiful sister get up to eat?" Zhong'er put the chopsticks on the table, and with a word, he pulled back several people who were thinking about each other, and Nan Chengmo just wanted to get on the bed There is another patient who has not eaten yet, but he is an outsider, and he already feels guilty about eating and drinking for free, so it is inconvenient to say more.

(End of this chapter)