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"Brother!"

"Brother is back!"

Yan Kai pushed open the door of the small courtyard. The two little ones who heard the noise turned around and saw him. They turned around and shouted and rushed over. They completely ignored the hands that were playing with mud on the ground just now. They rushed up and hung on Yan Kai. On the open body.

Mrs. Yan who heard the sound also came out of the kitchen, looked at Yan Kai and shouted in surprise: "Kai'er is back."

Then came Yan Laoer. Although he didn't speak, it was obvious that he was very happy for Yan Kai to come back.

Yan Kai just hung the two pendants and walked to the stone table in the middle of the yard with difficulty: "If you don't come down, there will be no candy to eat."

"I want to eat, I want to eat!"

"I want it too, I want it too!"

Two clay monkey-like imps jumped off Yan Kai.

Then he watched Yan Kai rummaging through his baggage excitedly.

Yan Kai also took out the things he brought back to his family from Luoyang one by one. There were new cloths for the family, rouge for Mrs. Yan, a copper wine pot for Yan Laoer, and Bought snacks for the two little ones.

"You kid, why are you spending all this money?"

Sister-in-law Yan frowned and said, then took Rouge and entered the house.

Yan Laoer, on the other hand, nodded matter-of-factly: "This wine flask is good. Even if you take it with you when you go out, you won't have to worry about it breaking or leaking."

The two little ones immediately wanted to grab the snacks, but Yan Kai picked them up one by one and strictly ordered them to wash their hands.

The entire Yan family courtyard became brighter because of Yan Kai's return.

What is a little different from Yan Kaijia is the Zheng Family Courtyard.

When Zheng Zhixun got off the carriage, he was informed by a servant: "Sir, the master is here."

The master they call him now is naturally his father, Zheng Buqi.

Entering the Zheng Family Courtyard, all the servants in the Courtyard looked a little more cautious than usual.

Although Zheng Zhixun is a bit arrogant, he usually doesn't blame these servants too much, so when he is at home, the servants are still relatively lively.

It would only become like this if his father came.

After tidying up his appearance, he went to his father's study in the backyard. Zheng Zhixun took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" came a deep voice.

Zheng Zhixun pushed the door open and walked in. The room was fairly bright, but his father was sitting by the window, his whole body hidden in the shadows, with only one hand holding a book in the light.

Zheng Zhixun has long been accustomed to this. When his father doesn't speak, he always stands in front.

Finally, when Zheng Buqi finished turning the pages of the book in his hand and gently placed the book on the desk, he sat up straight and emerged from the shadows.

However, the atmosphere became more depressing.

"I heard that you brewed a new wine at home?"

"Yes..." Zheng Zhixun replied honestly.

"The workshop at home is given to you. What you do with it is your own business, but remember not to overdo it. A big tree attracts the wind."

"The child obeys the teaching of the father."

"Well, I also heard that you hired a new math teacher?"

"Yes!" Speaking of Yan Kai, Zheng Zhixun's expression finally changed a little, and he said with some excitement: "Although Mr. Yan is only one year older than me, he is really a scholar and a mathematician. I have never seen him before. People are better than others, and he taught me the new wine-making method.”

Zheng Buqi had known about winemaking for a long time, but he didn't expect his son to admire Yan Kai's arithmetic so much.

Their lineage was originally responsible for the family business, and arithmetic was the foundation. I taught my son his arithmetic enlightenment, but I had never seen him praise his arithmetic so much.

He couldn't help but feel a little disgusted in his heart, and asked with a slightly sour taste in his words: "I am just a child, but is he as powerful as you said? My father has told you a long time ago, how should you look at people?"

"To answer my father's question, you should first look at his friends before looking at his opponents..." At this point, Zheng Zhixun thought of Yan Kai's family, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily: "But Mr. Yan is just an ordinary farmer's boy. It seems that I don’t have many friends. I have my parents and a pair of younger siblings at home, all of whom are extremely simple and kind people.”

"As for the opponent...it doesn't seem like there is one."

Having said that, but thinking about the experience of the past few days, just Yan Kai's routines for buying wine. If the other shopkeepers and the drinkers in the wine market were his opponents, it would feel like they were all figured out by him. It's crystal clear.

In other words, people like that are not even his opponents.

If he could be considered his opponent, Zheng Zhixun suddenly thought of the middle-aged man and his party that day. I am afraid that only people like them could be considered his opponents.

Of course, this is all because Yan Kai has a fan aura among Zheng Zhixun.

Zheng Buqi felt strange when he saw his son talking there and started to laugh.

He took out an account book from one side and said, "Since you are a new teacher, you probably learned something, right? This is a new account book at home, and I haven't read it yet. Please help me do the math. Are there any mistakes?" "

"Dad hasn't seen it either?" Zheng Zhixun didn't know if there was something wrong with him. He was usually most afraid of his father, but at this time he suddenly said: "I dare to ask dad to check it out with me."

High emotional intelligence: Check it out together.

Low EQ: Come on, let’s see who is faster!

Zheng Buqi raised his eyebrows. After seeing him for a few days, his son seemed to be a little different. I heard that he came out on top in the arithmetic society in Luoyang. Maybe he was a little confused, right? Do you even dare to challenge yourself?

If I don't kill him, I won't leave him alone, I will take his last name!

Zheng Buqi, who had made up his mind, laughed and said, "Okay, let me see how much progress you have made as a father."

In fact, Zheng Buqi didn't know that Zheng Zhixun had always been in awe of him, fearful and respectful. Such complicated emotions also gave Zheng Zhixun the idea of ​​challenging him.

Seeing Zheng Buqi agreeing, Zheng Zhixun apologized and then ran to get his own abacus.

"What is this?"

No one in the family had reported this to him. To the servants at home, this was just a toy made by the young master. They didn't know what it was used for. How could a young master have to report a toy even if he made it?

"Abacus, like calculation chips, is also a tool to help with calculations."

Zheng Buqi didn't take it seriously. It had been used for hundreds of years. How could such an inexplicable thing be replaced?

The account books were all in duplicate. He threw one copy to Zheng Zhixun and took one for himself. Then he said something, and the two of them started doing calculations in the study.

For a moment, the only sound left in the study was the swishing sound of writing and the crackling sound of an abacus.