Syndicate Growth Manual

The sun was still bright at noon, but in the evening the wind blew but it was cool.Zhao Chen wrapped his son tightly in the cloak, and the sound of horseshoes echoed as he paced forward slowly.

Zhao Yuan leaned against his father's thick chest, only his small head was exposed outside the cloak, and he was still munching on honey fruit.The most famous honey fruit shop in Fangshi uses dried lotus leaves to wrap preserved fruits.All kinds of fresh fruits are slightly dried, boiled with milk, and then smeared with a layer of honey to dry, the taste is needless to say, but it can't be put on hold.

"Father." He raised his paw with difficulty, and stuffed a crabapple fruit into Zhao Chen's mouth.

Where does Zhao Chen like to eat these?But the son couldn't refute his intentions, so he put it in his mouth, and took a bite of his son's fat claws along the way.Zhao Yuanang howled, retracted his paws and couldn't help giggling.

"Is it delicious?" He ate a piece of golden banana by himself, very satisfied.

"Yeah." Zhao Chen lowered his head and rubbed his chin against the top of his son's furry hair, feeling calm in his heart.

Zhao Yuan chewed and chewed, and then remembered something: "Father, have you brought the things I received?"

"Ah."

"Did you take it or didn't take it?"

"Ah."

Zhao Yuan: "..."

He couldn't help supporting Zhao Chen's arm and turned around immediately, raising his neck to look at Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows and lowered his head: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yuan looked at him suspiciously and said, "Father, did something bad happen? I think something is wrong with you, so you don't talk!"

How can he tell what Zhao Chen is thinking with his superficial speculation?But Zhao Chen was slightly surprised by his sharpness.He narrowed his eyes and said dangerously: "Oh? Since you can feel that you are not happy for your father, why are you always pretending to be an idiot?"

Zhao Yuan suddenly regretted it, regretting himself to death!

He said sternly, "General Zhao! Don't change the subject!"

Zhao Chen looked at his unintimidating little boy with a milky voice, like a kitten with blown hair, his cold and hard face could not help but become soft.He held the rein with one hand, and hugged Zhao Yuan closer with the other: "Be good, you'll be home soon."

After Zhao Yuan finished eating a small bag of honey fruit, he was about to arrive at the gate of the Zhongjun Mansion.The dead air lantern swayed under the porch of the gate, with orange warmth.This was the first time he left home for such a whole day, and when he came back again, as his father said, he felt the warmth and peace of mind of a baby swallow returning home.

"Don't move!" Zhao Chen held down his son who wanted to climb down by himself, quickly got off the horse, and then lifted his son off.The Xuan car at the back stopped slowly, Zhao Chen walked over and helped Fan to get off.

"You're also tired today, go back and rest earlier." Seeing Bisi and Yingge supporting Fan, he let go of his hands and said calmly.

Fan's face was full of tiredness, she nodded, hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Chen Lang, let's rest in Tangli Courtyard tonight, my wife...I have something to say to you."

Zhao Chen glanced at her.Fan's is not the kind to fight for favor, if there is no important matter, I'm afraid he won't say this.He noticed Fan stroking his stomach nervously, and said, "I'll be there later."

After Zhao Yuan greeted Fan, he took his son back to his yard.

Bisi Yingge supported Fan's back and walked slowly, both of them had joy on their faces.Although the back house of the Zhongjun Mansion is very clean, there is almost no private contact between the gentleman and his wife. In the eyes of these servants, they are also a little anxious for the lady.No matter how much a woman cares about her child, she can't live without her husband's love. What's more, the lady is still so young, she can't just be a widow like this, right?

Fortunately, Mr. Lang still has feelings for his wife.

But the lights were already on in the Osmanthus Garden, and the people coming and going were extremely lively.Zhao Yuan was still alive and kicking just now. After all, he was still a five-year-old child. He started to feel sleepy when he touched Zhao Chen's shoulder on the way, and his eyes closed and closed.Zhao Chen didn't ask his servants to lead the way with a lamp, and he walked on the dark path without hindrance. He heard the small and thin breathing in his ears, and held the soft and hot thing in his arms, his eyes were black and shiny.

Even if there is no blood relationship, Anu seems to be integrated into Zhao Chen's flesh and blood, and he can't bear to part with it!He wants to watch this child grow up, watch this child marry a wife and have children, get married and start a business. If the monarch wants to get rid of the descendants of the Lu family, he would rather relinquish his military title and take Anu to hide in the mountains, never to enter the world again!

Li Qiu cared about Zhao Yuan all day long, seeing Zhao Chen carry Zhao Yuan into the yard, but the child didn't react much, the tea tray in his hand loosened in fright, and the tea cup fell to the ground.She didn't care to tidy up, she stepped over and stumbled to Zhao Chen with the hem of her skirt in her hands.

"Da Lang! Da Lang, what's going on!" She was so anxious that her eyes were red.

Zhao Chen gave her a gentle look, shook his son and said to her, "It's okay, he was sleepy just now."

In a daze, Zhao Xiaoyuan supported a certain father on his shoulders and raised his head, looked around with sleepy eyes, but he hadn't woken up yet.That limp appearance made Li Qiu heave a sigh of relief, and his feet felt a little weak for a while.

Zhao Chen shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that the Fan family is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den? Don't forget what I said last time. You are too defensive and obvious. Don't let people catch you."

Li Qiu nodded silently: "The maidservant knows. Hot water is prepared in the anteroom, sir, take Da Lang to wash up, but do you want to order the kitchen to prepare some food?"

As soon as he heard about eating, Zhao Yuan immediately became sober, and asked Zhao's father, "I want it! I want to eat fried meat with salt!"

Indeed, after having a banquet at noon, I also had some refreshments in the afternoon.Zhao Chen nodded and told Li Qiu, "Add fried shredded eel and two bowls of lotus seed porridge."

He took Zhao Yuan into the ear room, which was paved with blue stones, and the huge wooden barrel could accommodate two or three people to take a bath, even Zhao Yuan, who was so small, could swim in the wooden barrel.

Zhao Yuan finally got his feet on the ground and took off his clothes by himself. Zhao Chen was not used to him in this respect.He took off the little dark coat on the outside, raised his arm and sniffed the little coat inside, with a look of disgust on his face: "It stinks, I sweated so much, I've turned into pickled vegetables!"

A certain father walked over barefoot with his muscular upper body naked, held his armpit and lifted his son up to sniff, with a bewildered expression on his face.He looked at Zhao Yuan and laughed, "I don't think Anu stinks as a father, but only smells like milk."

Zhao Yuan viciously kicked the broad chest in front of him with his foot, but was counteracted by a certain father's pectoralis major muscle, causing him to twitch in pain.Zhao Chen was speechless. He hugged his son by the waist and rubbed his feet. His son's little feet were chubby, and the toes were very round and cute. At this moment, the big toes were all red from kicking, and Dudu was curled up. Get up, very squeamish!

The father and son were soaked in hot water, and they couldn't help but loosen their muscles and bones.But to be precise, it was Zhao Chen who was soaking in the water, and Zhao Xiaoyuan was sitting on his lap.

Zhao Xiaoyuan glanced at his father treacherously, and sighed in his heart, his father is really at the level of a male god!Especially with his arms resting on the rim of the bucket, his head raised and his eyes closed, his nose bleeds!His dad is cool and handsome, and Bambi's long eyelashes!The tip of the nose can reach the sky!The muscles are smooth and natural, the abdominal muscles are clear, and there are mermaid lines!

And, hehe...he secretly stretched out his little finger, and poked Zhao Chen's...there...envy!big bird!Peerless bird!The peerless bird that rushed out of Asia and went to the world! !

Zhao Chen couldn't bear it anymore, opened his eyes, and grabbed his son!

"If you keep messing around, don't go until Qiushou."

Zhao Yuan immediately succumbed, his stomach straightened, and he was very shameless: "I was wrong! Little Bird can give you a pinch, okay?"

What crime did he do in his previous life... Zhao Chen took a deep breath reflexively, and wiped the water from his face.

Zhao Chen decided to make a quick decision, and quickly picked out the bath beans and rubbed out foam to wash Zhao Yuan's hair. Within a quarter of an hour, Zhao Yuan was washed in vain, and stood outside the bathtub with an innocent face.His father scooped up a basin of cold water and poured it over his head. His waist-length black hair was soaked in water and stuck to his muscular back. The contrast between black and white was full of thrilling strength and beauty!

Zhao Yuan was full of confidence in his future, and then he was so excited when he thought that he had no blood relationship with his father!

Immediately = mouth =.

I can only deeply pray that the unknown parents have good looks...

The two sat on the porch, eating supper around a small table.The thin salt-fried meat is rolled up, with a bit of fried bay leaves on both sides. It is full of conflicts when bitten into the mouth, but it is unexpectedly delicious.Zhao Yuan was full of fighting power, and he quickly finished off the plate of meat, shredded eel and porridge in front of him.

"Father, will Zhen Cheng and Yuan Jue come tomorrow?" Zhao Yuan asked, wiping his mouth.

Zhao Chen took a sip of porridge slowly: "The generals will return to the border town by the order of the king in five days, so they will naturally come."

Zhao Yuan nodded dully.Uh, is there any deep meaning in this sentence?Next time I'll ask my master, he really doesn't know much about the current situation, it seems that he and Dad lack a common topic.

Zhao Chen stayed with his son until he fell asleep, and then asked Li Qiu to go to Tangli Courtyard with a lantern.

Fan couldn't bear it and fell asleep for a while. When he came in, he was sitting at the table drinking a bowl of tonic soup.

"What would Chen Lang want to eat?"

Zhao Chen waved his hand and sat down beside her: "You eat your own, don't worry about me."

Fan had no choice but to continue drinking her own bowl of soup. She was thinner and hadn't shown her bosom yet, making people feel a little too thin.At this time, he had probably taken a bath, his black hair was only hanging down and tied up in a simple way, and he was dressed in a plain silk gown revealing his slender and white neck and a section of collarbone. He looked very peaceful sitting there.

"Don't you have something to tell me?" Zhao Chen tilted his head, his posture was rather lazy.