Syndicate Growth Manual

Zhao Chen came back at night, took a shower and sat on the table to eat, Zhao Yuan moved his buttocks and stayed next to him to accompany him.

"Why are you so greasy and crooked?" A certain father took a bite of food, and glanced at him by the way.

Zhao Yuan looked at him complainingly in his small eyes: "Father, what are you talking about! I see you eating alone, so I will accompany you!" After finishing speaking, he smiled, "Guess, father, I will What did you do this afternoon?"

"Well, is the rockery fun?" Zhao Chen asked casually.

Mou Yuan's eyes widened: "How does father know!"

After saying that, he suddenly felt that he was stupid, so why do you still need someone to ask?He has never played like this before, someone must have told his father!His father's eyeliner is everywhere, and he likes to stare at him. Is there any privacy!

A certain father ignored him, and finished his meal quickly and gracefully, then took Zhao Yuan into his arms and looked at him carefully, and said, "What happened?"

Zhao Yuan hesitated for a moment, should he say it or not?Will I not let him play in the future...

Zhao Chen narrowed his eyes: "Tell the truth."

"Yeah, it's not a big deal, I touched that part again in the morning," Zhao Yuan said guiltily, "and the back, it's mainly because it's my first time drilling a rockery, and I'm not familiar with the terrain! Maybe it will be... ..."

Look at the reason!Zhao Chen laughed angrily, and took a look at his son's little clothes. Sure enough, there was an obvious bruise on his milky white and chubby little back.He frowned, raised his voice and said to Liqiu: "Go and get the ointment."

Zhao Yuan lay obediently on his father's knee, rubbing the cold ointment with his big hand and rubbing it for him. Although it hurt a little, he felt sweet in his heart, and couldn't help giggling.

"Be honest!" Zhao Chen patted his little butt.

After the lights were turned off, Zhao Chen hugged his son and went to rest on the couch. By this time, it was getting cold at night, so he had to cover himself with a thin quilt.Zhao Yuan slept on the inside, habitually putting his little fat legs on his father's waist, and stretched out his hand to twist the belt of his skirt.

Zhao Chen smiled helplessly in the dark: "Why hasn't this problem been corrected?" Just because of his son's little habit, he can wear even a piece of obscene clothes for a year or two without changing new ones, and now four sets of clothes a season There is also a box of new ones that have not been worn.

Zhao Yuan snorted and rubbed his little fingers again.

He was almost falling asleep, and suddenly remembered: "Father, I will go to mother's place with you tomorrow morning."

It was only two days before Zhao Chen went to see the Fan family in the morning. Although he and the Fan family were the same, but the general appearance also had to be done, and the Fan family also needed this attention.

"You have to go to class early in the morning, and your mother doesn't need you to go to sleep in the morning and evening, so what are you going to do with me?"

Zhao Yuan yawned: "In the afternoon, Bisi Taorui from my mother took care of me. I was going to say hello, but Bisi was afraid that I might have passed through the wind, so I came back directly..."

Zhao Chen turned sideways and hugged his son in his arms, slowly stroking his back: "You should go, but you have to get up early tomorrow."

He couldn't even open his eyes, nodded vaguely, and fell asleep.

Day two.

Fan seemed very surprised that father and son came to her yard together early in the morning.

Logically, Zhao Yuan would come to her place every day to say hello, but there were only three of them in the house, and there were no elders above them, so there was really no need to talk about these empty etiquettes.Besides, Zhao Yuan doesn't live with her, he is at the age of sleepiness, and the road is separated by the wind, rain, and sun in the garden, so why bother with the child?Zhao Yuan is not the kind of person who is arrogant because he doesn't come in the morning, but he will definitely come in the afternoon or evening.

When Zhao Yuan greeted her, Fan stood up and asked Zhao Chen to sit down, and then someone brought a desk, and beckoned Zhao Yuan to sit beside her.

"Go and order the small kitchen to serve two more bowls of wheat kernel porridge, and add the same bad anchovies, chestnut cake, and spinach sprouts mixed with vinegar," she said after thinking about it, "warm a cup of milk for Da Lang."

Tao Rui responded crisply, turned around and left quickly.She used to work in a small kitchen and was familiar with the way, so Fan handed her the daily recipes, which made her very handy.The dishes that Fan called Tian are the father and son's favorite food. The bad shad has been spoiled for a long time, just pick it out from the big urn and put it on the plate, but the chestnut cake and the spinach sprouts mixed with vinegar are ready Do.Fortunately, it's not complicated, and it took more than a quarter of an hour to get everything together.

Zhao Yuan couldn't keep his eyes fixed when he saw the chestnut cake was taken out of the food box and held in Bisi's hand again.Seeing it from the side, Fan covered her mouth and smiled, and winked at Bisi, who put the plate of chestnut cake in front of Zhao Yuan with a smile.

Before Zhao Chen said anything, Fan rushed forward: "It's rare to accompany me to eat, so I will spare you a plate of cakes. You are not allowed to eat sweets for a few days after eating, you know?" She said, Zhao Chen glanced at her, shook his head and drank the porridge.

Zhao Yuan smiled at Fan Shi, stretched out his hand to take a piece of cake and bit it, it had a strong new chestnut smell, soft and sweet, and his eyes narrowed when he ate it.He ate three or four yuan in a row, and the plate was bottomed out, and then he picked up the small plate of shad in front of him. As for the spinach, he didn't even move a chopstick.

His family was eating well, and when he turned his head to see that there was only a plate of spinach, a plate of chicken sauce and silver shreds in front of Fan, and a small bowl of rice, he couldn't help asking: "Mother, why are you eating so vegetarian?"

Fan said with a smile: "I still feel hot these two days, and I don't have much appetite. It would be better to eat some vegetarian food."

After hearing this, Zhao Chen said, "May I ask Doctor Qin to take a look?"

Fan couldn't help giving him a look at him: "What's the point of asking Qin's doctor? Women are like this at the beginning, and it will be fine after a while."

The two came and went, and if they were other couples, they seemed to be in love. It's a pity that one is not coquettish on weekdays, and the other is like a stone that can't be warmed.

Zhao Yuan secretly rolled his eyes, and drank his porridge in suspense.

Bisi, Taorui, and Yingge removed the table together, and brought out some tea.Fan leaned on several big pillows, Liu Xi knelt behind her, and took a comb to smooth her hair, counting to a thousand strokes at a time.Zhao Yuan felt his scalp hurt every time he saw it. Fan also said that his hair would be black and shiny this way, and he wanted to untangle his hair, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to come to Tangliyuan for a few days.

Fan could not stop yawning, looking very sleepy.

Zhao Chen said: "Anu and I are leaving now, you can go in and rest."

Fan, however, forced herself to speak to him, "I have something to tell you." She glanced at Zhao Yuan, "In two days' time it will be the Double Ninth Festival, and Anu is getting older, so I want to bring him He returned to Ning together, what do you think?"

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes wide, and Yuan Jue's happy face quickly flashed in his head... He asked himself if Fan's rockery was better than the mansion... Fan offered to take him back to his mother's house...

Zhao Chen wasn't surprised, he just pondered for a while, and said, "I'll ask Jiaxun to escort you to Fan's house."

Jia Xun is Zhao Chen's No. 1 personal guard, and his status as a retainer is second only to Lu Hui.

Fan smiled slightly, his face radiant.

Before the father and son left the house, Zhao Yuan went to her to salute, and she straightened Zhao Yuan's lapel and told him, "I'll ask the needleworker to measure you later, this is the first time you're back at your grandfather's house, and I can see that it will be cold for the second time after the Double Ninth Festival, so I have to take advantage of the festival to buy your clothes for next season."

Zhao Yuan looked at her and nodded: "Son, I understand, mother should have a good rest." After leaving the yard, he went to hold a certain father's big hand, and the father and son walked slowly through the small garden, shaking hands.

Enduring all the way, he saw the Hanging Flower Gate and left the inner courtyard. The two were about to part ways. He raised his head and asked Zhao Chen, "Father, who are the Fan family... who are there in the Fan family?" In fact, he wanted to ask why Fan Shi decided to take him there, but felt that asking this question was a bit insinuating, so he changed the question.

Zhao Chen squeezed the soft and tender paws of his palms, and curled his mouth: "You don't need to tell you this as a father, your mother will explain to you." After speaking, he looked at his son, but found that the other party had a rare uneasy expression on his face. , the heart is a little soft.

He sighed: "You coward! You just have to remember that there are many girls in the Fan family, and you must not wander around... Our family is a military officer, and the Fan family has always been civil servants. You don't need to make friends. Follow along." Your mother is fine." In fact, the Fan family is not close to the Fan family, and they only went back three or two times in the past five years, and this time they went back to conceive, and the Fan family passed her a message.

But Fan took the initiative to take Anu there, saving him a little effort.After all, Anu is getting older every day, he was still young and could stay in the mansion, but as his eldest son, he always has to go out to socialize.Although he might not like the Fan family, but the close contact with his maternal ancestor's family makes it seem that his status as the main house is justified.

The monarch hopes that the descendants of the Lu family will be stupid and downcast, but he hopes that his Anu will live a frank and upright life, even if he cannot be respected by others.He took Fan's favor.

The day before the Double Ninth Festival, people came from the left and right generals' residences and took Yuan Jue and Zhen Cheng away.

Zhao Yuan sent them out, and saw that although the Xuan car that came to pick up Yuan Jue was plain, it was painted brightly and the horses were strong. The accompanying servants and women were all clean and tidy.

When Yuan Jue ran over, the curtain of the car was lifted, and the woman sitting inside was a woman in her twenties, wearing a snow-blue short jacket Uesugi with a dark green border embroidered with single-petal chrysanthemums and an eight-piece dark green skirt, with a rose on her arm. A red cloak, a head of dark hair rolled up, several flower and bird hairpins inlaid with gold and jade inserted in and out of it, the facial features are beautiful and gentle, the temperament is graceful, and the smile is amiable from a distance.

"Auntie!" Yuan Jue threw herself into the woman's arms like a suckling swallow throwing herself into a forest, extremely affectionate.

It turned out to be Yuan Jue's mother!

Zhao Yuan hurriedly performed a junior salute from a distance, the woman nodded with a smile, Yuan Jue waved to him, and then put down the curtain.

On the other side, Zhen Cheng had just gotten into the car.The car in his house is brand new and bright, the interior is luxuriously furnished, and there are two maidservants accompanying him to serve him.Zhao Yuan walked over to say goodbye to him. He lifted the door curtain and smiled on his small face, but with a bit of bitterness.

The two maidservants saluted Zhao Yuan, their postures were graceful and dignified, but Zhao Yuan noticed that they seemed more polite than respectful to their little master.

Zhencheng lowered his eyes and said: "Brother, farewell to elder brother, I hope to see you after the festival."

Zhao Yuan heard that his voice was still childish, but his inner emotions were very heavy, and he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

He reached out and touched the other person's head and said, "Well, see you after the festival."