Strong pulling is not a business

As usual, Kuang Wenwu will hold the first large-scale comprehensive reception of the New Year on the fifth day of the new year. It is so large that the Kuang Mansion cannot accommodate so many people, so it can only be held in the office hall of the Jiangbei County Government, with all the desks removed. The middle doors are all open.Jiangbei was not the only party at this reception. County magistrates from Jiangdong and representatives of Fushen also came to participate.

For such a lively fundraising, what Zhang Xi'an needs is to be a qualified wallflower, the adjutant is a familiar hand, and Liu Caiyun is short-spirited and stranger than Zhang Xi'an, so he can check and fill in the gaps in time.

"Master An, Boss Fang from Fang's Silk and Satin Factory would like a reception invitation." The butler came to ask Zhang Xi'an for instructions.

Zhang Xi'an looked up, "Why are you asking me?"

The housekeeper said silently, "Boss Fang didn't receive the invitation, but he thought he should have an invitation for his identity, so he came to ask Master An."

"What's his identity?" Zhang Xi'an said, "Just tell him that the young master's serious father-in-law didn't even attend the reception."

Kwong Yaowei and Zhang Xi'an got off the car in front of the government building, and the red carpet was spread from the entrance to the inside of the building.Kuang Yaowei leaned closer and whispered in Zhang Xi'an's ear, "Adjutant Yang is quite fashionable. This is a popular style in Yu City. The red carpet welcomes people."

Zhang Xi'an nodded calmly, distanced himself from Kuang Yaowei, and ignored his momentary sad eyes.

Kuang Yaowei took his hand and put it in his arms, "Smile, Mrs. Kuang, others are watching you."

The two were stopped by Fang Tongchao before they could go in. He had a full stomach and gained a lot of weight in the past few months. "Young Marshal, it's been a long time since I came to play at home. Such a scene brought Ya'er out to see the world. I haven't seen her for a long time and I miss her too."

Kuang Yaowei looked at Fang Tongchao, who came out halfway to get close, and was speechless. Seeing that he was walking forward familiarly, it was not easy to argue in public, so he had to bear it.

Zhang Xi'an withdrew his hand and took two quick steps, leaving the two behind, he went ahead.

Kuang Yaowei wanted to go forward but was pulled by the arm, and when he entered the room, everyone he knew and didn't know came forward to greet him with a cup.

Kuang Yaowei couldn't shirk it, he couldn't even see the corner of Zhang Xi'an's clothes when he raised his eyes.

Zhang Xi'an only walked around the reception to make sure that everyone knew he had been there before sneaking out. The driver of the dowry was waiting for him outside and dutifully sent him back.

When Kuang Yaowei drank until Xun Xun went back, Zhang Xi'an lay down on the bed, leaving only his back facing him.

Kuang Yaowei scratched his head, his quest to please hadn't started yet, and he made Zhang Xi'an unhappy again.

After drinking the hangover soup from Mi Hua, he beckoned and asked Kidney to find Fang Zhiya.

Kidney Dou subconsciously went to look at Mi Hua, Mi Hua turned to look at Zhang Xi'an who was asleep on the bed, "Young Marshal wants to see his concubine, why don't you change the room, the young master is already asleep."

"Oh, yes, don't disturb his sleep." Kuang Yaowei said, "Then don't call me over, you go and tell Fang Zhiya that some of her father's behaviors have crossed the line, and ask her to write a letter to warn her, next time I will It’s not as nice anymore.”

Kidney tried hard to remember that Kuang Yaowei drove them all away, lay down on the bed, and put Zhang Xi'an in his arms before going to sleep satisfied.

The person who was supposed to be asleep opened his eyes in the warm embrace. It should be the unpleasant smell of wine, a strange and resisting masculinity, it shouldn't be such a faint breath that makes him feel at ease.

From sleeping in separate beds to embracing each other, what is suspicious is that he turned his head, and he didn't know which link went wrong, so he came to this step.

Kuang Wenwu would not let his son stay in the new barracks for the rest of his life. Although the Lantern Festival had not yet passed, he told his son first, and asked him to choose a few confidantes in the new barracks to be squad leaders, "You said you have to climb by yourself. Come up, I'll be waiting for you."

The remainder of the boot camp was assigned to other regiments.However, Kwong Yaowei's improved training method is still preserved in the new barracks.

The future is set, Kwong Yaowei is busy, he is called the young marshal, and there is a young marshal's social circle, and the leisure of the young master Kwong has disappeared in the long river of history.

Kwong Yaowei didn't go to those veteran banquets alone, usually he would find Kwong Yaozong to accompany him. As for Zhang Xi'an, he stated at the first banquet that he is not a person who likes banquets. Not going at first, not going to anyone.

Kuang Yaowei nodded in agreement, he didn't need Zhang Xi'an to force himself to be his wife's diplomacy for him.

Going home half drunk another day, halfway through the car, Kuang Yaowei called to stop, got out of the car and knocked on the door of a small shop, negotiated a few words, got into the car with a wooden box in his arms, "Let's go."

"Brother, what are you holding?" Kuang Yaozong loosened his collar and leaned on the back of the seat slantingly, the window of the car was opened a small crack, and the cold wind blew in, sobering up his drunken brain.

"When I passed by here this afternoon, I saw that the clay figurine shop was open, so I went down to make some." Kwong Yaowei said.

"What are you pinching that thing for? Give it to Yashu?" Kuang Yaozong asked.

Kuang Yaowei paused, "I forgot to buy it for Ya Shu, so don't tell her."

"If it's not for Yashu, then who is it for?" Kuang Yaozong said, his dull brain turned, "For sister-in-law?"

Kwong Yaowei touched the box, smiled and said nothing, acquiesced.

"No, why don't you send something valuable? What are the clay figurines for? Can they be eaten?" Kuang Yaozong asked puzzled.

"You don't understand." Kuang Yaowei smiled, "You will know when you get married in the future."

Kuang Yaozong muttered a few words and stopped asking.

After arriving home, Kuang Yaozong was helped back by his second aunt who was waiting. She had long since given up on Kuang Wenwu and was only concerned with taking care of the children.Kuang Wenwu occasionally went to sleep with her, and was troubled by reasoning.

Kwong Yaowei went back to the second floor. Zhang Xi'an was sitting on the sofa reading a book. He was still asleep. When he saw Kwong Yaowei, he looked away. Naturally, someone came to bring tea and water to cleanse his face and relieve the alcohol.

"The clay figurine shop opened today, guess what I bought for you?" Kuang Yaowei asked.He didn't say it, and he was sure he didn't show it, but Zhang Xi'an saw it, and he did it, waiting for him to come back every night before going to bed.

That's why he refused the invitation to the Wan Wan show. There were people waiting at home, but the kite string was tied to his ribs, and he was worried about it when the time came.

That's why he puts all his heart and soul into trying to please him and pursue him, and he is so caring before the two are in love. It's so true that your heart is like mine, I don't know what it should be like.

Must be very happy.

"The left is nothing more than Monkey Sun." Zhang Xi'an said, during the night talk, he said that he had never heard of Journey to the West, Kwong Yaowei regained his energy, bought a storybook, and told him stories in person at night, and invited a storyteller to come to Kwong's mansion every afternoon Tell him a story.

Seeing Kuang Yaowei's expression of how do you know, Zhang Xining had a slight smile on his face, "Is it Pansidong, Daughter Country, or Three Dozens of Bone Demons?"

"Three Dozens of Bone Demons." Kwong Yaowei said, not discouraged by being guessed, he said confidently, "Three Dozens of Bone Demons tell us that men are the ones who can't be trusted with beauty and dry bones."

Zhang Xi'an took the wooden box, but it was a doll with long fingers, which was very lifelike, with exquisite expressions and clothes, Tang Monk with four people and one horse, Bone Essence girl charming, feminine charm, and old woman simple.

"I like it very much." Zhang Xi'an said with a smile.

"As long as you like it, put him on the shelf, um, put it together with the pot of garlic flowers." Kuang Yaowei thought about it and arranged it wherever there was space.

"The garlic flower you sent, you still despise him."

Zhang Xi'an said, take down the precious antiques from the shelf, and put the little things Kuang Yaowei bought for him on them.

"The man said it was a narcissus, so I took it as a narcissus, but it didn't grow any hair, isn't it like garlic?"

"So why did you buy so many messy things?" Zhang Xi'an asked.

"Ask a reassuring answer." Kuang Yaowei said.