Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mr. Zhuang waved his hands at the three disciples, and then supported Bai Erlang's hand to sit back on the chair. He smiled at Mr. Jiang and the others: "The tea Mr. Jiang brought today is really good. I didn't expect to drink it. Get drunk after a few drinks."

Mr. Jiang turned his head to glance at Chen Fulin, and seeing his silent expression with downcast eyes, he couldn't help laughing, and said cheerfully: "It's the first time in Jiang's life that he saw someone drunk with tea. Come on, come on, Zhuang." Brother, drink another glass to sober yourself up."

Mr. Jiang handed it over, and Mr. Zhuang actually took a sip and praised: "Good tea."

Everyone: ...So is this really drunk tea or fake drunk tea?

But now everyone looked at Mr. Zhuang with a calm expression, and then looked at Chen Fulin who was staring at Mr. Zhuang, and everyone figured out that the relationship between these two fellow villagers and classmates seemed not very good.

Chen Fulin waited for them to finish talking, then smiled with Mr. Zhuang: "I haven't seen Brother Zhuang for many years, why don't we make an appointment to catch up?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "I think it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, or just today."

Chen Fulin was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's too hasty, why don't I hold a banquet in the Zhuangyuan Building and invite Brother Zhuang to drink a glass of water and wine. I remember that Brother Zhuang used to love drinking."

Mr. Zhuang said disappointedly: "Yes, drinking is a mistake, so Zhuang has quit."

The three disciples looked up at their husband together, and thought: No wonder, they still love to drink so much, as expected, the mouth of the husband is a deceitful ghost.

Chen Fulin didn't believe it either, the last time I bumped into him in the Zhuangyuan Building, wasn't he drunk?

Mr. Jiang smiled and asked: "So you are not drunk now, but are you drunk on tea?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded solemnly, "Yes."

Mr. Chen who just had a drink with him some time ago: ...

Chen Fulin paused for a moment, and said unwillingly: "I don't know where Brother Zhuang will live after he enters Beijing, why don't I come to visit tomorrow to reminisce about the old days?"

"The shabby room is shabby, I'm afraid I've neglected Mr. Chen, and dare not invite him in." Mr. Zhuang pointed casually, no matter where it was, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen has something to say with me, why don't you borrow the convenience of the host today?" .”

Mr. Jiang clapped his palms and said with a smile: "It's good to be casual. Since Master Chen and Mr. Zhuang are classmates and old friends, then don't be so polite. Just as Mr. Zhuang said, it is better to hit the sun than to choose a date. Well, I don't think there is any need to go Elsewhere, here is very good, we will make room for you."

After finishing speaking, he yelled at everyone, "Come on, let's go to the atrium to see what good poems have been published this year's Mid-Autumn Festival."

Everyone had already recalled it, looking at the posture of the two of them, the old relationship may not be there, but the old grudge is possible.

Everyone smiled politely and followed Mr. Jiang to leave.

Peng Zhiru and Lu Xiaofo hesitated for a moment, glanced at Bai Shanhou and followed Mr. Jiang away. Mr. Chen, who was about to follow, turned his head and saw Bai Shan and the others were motionless, so he couldn't help calling them, "Let your sirs talk, come on, you just came over from the atrium, take us over to have a look?"

The three of them turned their heads to look at their husband, and Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly to them, and the three of them looked at Chen Fulin together, thinking that he was a little younger than their husband, even if they fought, their husband would not for a while Too bad, they turned and left together.

But they refused to go to the atrium, they found a slightly higher place to lean against, and looked over there quietly, in case a fight really broke out, they could go to support as quickly as possible.

Seeing that they had all left, Mr. Zhuang stretched out his hand and said, "Master Chen, please sit down."

Chen Fulin smiled wryly and said: "Xunmei, do you have to be so close to me?"

Mr. Zhuang raised his eyes and looked at him lightly.

Chen Fulin looked away slightly, not looking into his eyes, with the same sincere expression on his face, "You, why did you come to the capital?"

"When people get older, it's easy to recall the old things, thinking, thinking, and want to go back to the place they once walked, so I came here."

Chen Fulin nodded and sighed: "Yes, I often think of the days when I was studying in Yizhou. I am one year older than you, but I still need you to take care of me. How long do you plan to stay in the capital this time?"

Mr. Zhuang poured himself a cup of tea and said with a slight smile, "Not sure, maybe three to five months, maybe three to five years."

Chen Fulin clenched his fists tightly, and after a while he relaxed again, and asked with a smile, "Are those three young men just now your disciples? They are going to study in Beijing, and they plan to wait for the Imperial College entrance examination next year?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said nothing.

"I've heard people say that you opened a school in Mianzhou to recruit students. I didn't expect to be able to teach such good students. I think they are still young. How sure are you that you will pass the exam next year?"

After drinking the tea, Mr. Zhuang put down his cup and said with a smile, "They don't need to take the exam, they are already in the Imperial College."

He laughed and said, "One is in Guozixue, the other is in Taixue, which is much better than the salary recommended by our prefectural school. I remember that if we were lucky enough to be selected and recommended by the prefectural school, we could only enter four schools, right?"

"By the way, isn't Mr. Chen just from the four schools?"

Chen Fulin swallowed, glanced at Mr. Zhuang's eyes, then moved away, and said with a smile: "That's also a compromise, otherwise I wouldn't be able to enter the Imperial College in the last year."

Mr. Zhuang picked his lips and said nothing.

Chen Fulin said softly: "Xunmei, after you left Beijing, I asked my classmates to find you and wanted to recommend you to be the county magistrate in Tongzhou. You also know that when my uncle was the governor of Tongzhou, you went there. With your ability and my uncle's help, you will be promoted to the county magistrate in a short time. Unfortunately, you have not heard from you since you left the capital. I heard that you took your younger siblings and nephew away when you returned home. Alas... you What's the trouble?"

Looking at his kind face, Mr. Zhuang suddenly became bored, "Master Chen, just say what you want to say."

Chen Fulin shook his head, "Xunmei, you misunderstood me too much, I know, you wouldn't believe me if you explained too much about what happened back then, but you have to believe, the friendship between you and me, what happened at that time was really not my original intention, come on The last time I met you in the Zhuangyuan building, I thought it was you, but I was afraid it wasn't you, so I sent someone to look for you..."

"I know," Mr. Zhuang said with a slight smile, "I know someone has a car following me."

Chen Fulin choked immediately.

Seeing Mr. Zhuang looking at him indifferently, Chen Fulin raised his hand and swore: "Xunmei, I swear, I didn't mean any harm, we are all at this age, half of our bodies are buried in the ground, what else can I hide from you? I swear, whether it was more than 20 years ago, or more than 20 years later, I never thought of harming you."

Mr. Zhuang looked at him for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you."

I wrote the wrong name in the last chapter, I have changed it, it is Chen Fulin, not Zhang Zheng, Zhang is Zhang Jinghao's grandfather

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