The pretty boy of the landlord's house

There is really a lot of snow this year.

Zhao Fengye opened the secret letter in the room, and Gao Wu stood outside the window and reported: "The spies came to report that the second prince was thrown into the pigsty by the Yu family, and his condition worsened."

"Pigsty?" Zhao Fengye's voice was tinged with a pleasant smile.

Gao Wu replied: "Yes, my whole body is soaked in pig urine and pig feces. Just now, Yu Shijiu came to lend him money to treat his illness. He is very affectionate."

"Borrowed?" Zhao Fengye was not interested in Yu Nineteen. That day when he and Zhao Xiaochun were injured in the mountain, this person threw him off the mountain without hesitation.

Gao Wudao: "The Young Master's family is kind, so I borrowed it."

Zhao Fengye let out a low laugh, he was indeed a kind-hearted person, and he said again: "Since I borrowed the money, then Zhao Xiaochun should not be able to die for a while, it seems that he really lost his memory, and he also You should suffer."

"The 50 taels of disaster relief money was found on the south side of the mountain, and it has been sent to repair the canal as soon as possible." Gao Wu lowered his voice.

After Zhao Fengye heard this, his eyes turned cold again.

Gao Wu said again: "This matter must have something to do with the Second Prince, don't we..."

Zhao Fengye grimaced, snorted, and said, "Wait and see."

Although the Du family separated, they still stayed together during the Chinese New Year. Du Yukun's house cooked meals, and when the reunion dinner was about to be eaten, Shen Bojun walked there with his son and son-in-law in a leisurely manner.

When we arrived at the Du residence, the food was already on the table. This time, the food was a novelty. The big round table was filled with raw food, and two large copper pots were placed in the middle of the table. There was a charcoal fire under the boiler, and the bottom soup in the pot After being boiled, it overflows with a very attractive aroma.

One is a mandarin duck pot with spicy red oil + mushrooms, and the other is a milk tea hot pot, which contains pumpkin taro balls, taro taro balls, and small ingredients such as honey red beans can be added. The aroma of milk and the smell of hot pot are in the air Pervasive, people can't help but salivate and feel very delicious.

Seeing Shen Bojun coming, Mo Wangshan said: "It's really time for Zhengjun to come, just bring your mouth open, no matter who is like me, I will take care of the house inside and out."

Mo Wangshan is also a brother, and he and Du Yukun are childhood sweethearts. Back then, Du Yukun married Shen Bojun to become the rightful emperor in order to climb high. Mo Wangshan was pregnant with Du Yukun's child without giving up, and then entered the family as a child. Now the family is separated. He can finally take care of the Du family, and he feels elated when he sees Shen Bojun.

Shen Bojun glanced at the table, except for a few cooked dishes that are necessary for Chinese New Year, they are all raw, he couldn't help asking: "Why, without me, the Du family can't even start a fire, so you want to eat raw food like a savage? "

"Zhengjun has no experience now, this is hot pot and milk tea hot pot." Mo Wangshan reminded.

"It doesn't look good." Shen Bojun's dislike was written on his face.

Mo Wangshan didn't smile, but he felt that this person had been belittling him all the time, and he was about to say a few words when he saw Du Xu holding Feng Yuan's arm and coming to have the reunion dinner.

Feng Yuan's gaze fell on Du Zhou at the first glance. He and Zhao Fengye stood together without saying anything, but they felt like they were a perfect match.

Seeing Feng Yuan's eyes on Du Zhou, Du Xu immediately took Feng Yuan's arm as if taking an oath of sovereignty, looked at Du Zhou with some pride, and said, "Brother, are you coming back for the reunion dinner too?"

"En." Du Zhou responded, pulled Zhao Fengye's clothes, and wanted to leave here.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Feng Yuan asked Du Zhou, "Have you ever been to Master's place? The matter of you pretending to be a man to pass the examination was reported last year, and there should be a result soon."

Du Zhou was slightly taken aback, and said, "I know."

"I didn't expect you to be admitted to Juren. It's really amazing." Zhao Fengye looked at Du Zhou, as if he knew it for the first time, and praised him sincerely.

Du Zhou smiled and asked, "Really?"

"Of course, it's better than some people who just pass the exam as a scholar and then show off everywhere, right?" Zhao Fengye glanced at Du Xu.

Du Xu couldn't help but said, "No matter how good Du Zhou's essays are, no matter how beautifully his handwriting is, he won't be able to get the honor in the examination, and he will be deprived of his status as a Juren immediately. The future champion of the new department must be my husband."

Zhao Fengye glanced at Du Xu with a half-smile, and said sarcastically, "I've never heard of a cripple who can be the champion."

Feng Yuan's heart was pierced by what he said, his eyes widened and he said: "You, you...you actually humiliated me."

"He's just a quick talker. My husband will be the champion of high school in the future. This is a predestined thing. In the future, our child will be the child of the champion Lang's family when he is born." Du Xu said as he touched his lower abdomen, with a smile on his face. With a happy smile, "Brother, you have to work hard to conceive a child as soon as possible, so that there will be no successors."

Du Xu looked at Du Zhou strangely.

Feng Yuan's face was a bit subtle, but Du Xu said that he would definitely be able to go to high school, which made him feel at ease. Although Du Xu sometimes made troubles for no reason, he was not as gentle and considerate as Du Zhou, but he was really wholehearted to him. adore him.

Du Xu glanced at Du Zhou coldly, he was too lazy to get to know them as much as he had been reborn once. In his previous life, Feng Yuan was the champion of high school in the autumn examination this year, and he was the champion of the new subject handpicked by the emperor. He will be the prime minister in the future. It's not a sight to be above ten thousand people.

Of course, he would not tell Du Zhou about this kind of thing, and he would regret it later.

He also knew a lot of things that Du Zhou didn't know. For example, there will be a drought this year, and many people will starve to death at that time, so when they separated last year, the fields they wanted were all areas with abundant water conservancy.

He also directly asked Du Yukun to reduce the rent, saying that it was a rent reduction. In fact, the annual harvest per mu of land this year is less than two stones, but he is also a kind-hearted person, and he only charges one stone per mu every year.

Du Xu helped the limping Feng Yuan into the inner hall, and Du Zhou stood in the courtyard a little unhappy. Although Zhao Fengye said that he was very good in the Juren examination, he was still depressed.

Zhao Fengye glanced at his face, and found that he was really unhappy. Even if he encountered bad things in the past, he didn't seem to show this appearance. He thought for a moment, and comforted: "Don't listen to their nonsense, they will I'm jealous of you."

Du Zhou curled his lips and said, "It's true."

Boring, he kicked the unmelted snow on the side of the house, completely lost the intention to eat in the inner hall, and was annoyed when he saw Du Xu and Feng Yuan.

"I think you will definitely be the number one scholar in high school." Zhao Fengye said seriously.

Du Zhou looked back at him and asked, "But I don't even have the qualifications for the imperial examination, because I'm not a man, just a brother."

"Then you are too powerful, you will be the first brother champion, and your name will go down in history." Zhao Fengye's tone was very firm, not amused at all.

Du Zhou stared at him for a while, then smiled and asked: "Then after I become the number one scholar, aren't you the wife of the number one scholar?"

"The number one scholar has a bright face." Zhao Fengye corrected.

Du Zhou nodded approvingly, and asked, "Then I will be the number one scholar, and I will buy you a big house in the capital!"

Seeing that Zhao Fengye was happy, his mood also rose. Du Zhou thought about it and said, "I'm very happy when I think about it."

"Yeah." Zhao Fengye reached out and touched his face, and said, "It's cold outside, go in first."

Du Zhou quickly put the unhappy things behind him, as if the person who just sulked was not him at all.

After everyone was seated, Butler Li set off firecrackers outside, and the New Year's Eve dinner officially started.

Shen Bojun looked at the raw food on the table, he didn't have any appetite, so he ate a little casually, but his aunts liked it very much, and his aunt's children also rushed to drink milk tea, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud. They can eat freely!

The only girl who was a little older, looked at Zhao Fengye from time to time, with some small thoughts in her heart.

After drinking for three rounds, Du Yukun distributed New Year's money to the children. All the juniors had prepared it, except for Zhao Fengye, obviously to make people feel uncomfortable.

"Ah, dad, why don't you give lucky money to your elder brother and husband?" Du Tianer asked aloud, following Zhao Fengye all the time.

Du Yukun seemed to have just discovered this person, and said: "Huh? Look at my memory, I always thought that Brother Zhou didn't get married until the tenth day of the lunar new year, and the red envelopes for the new year's money were prepared in advance... Wangshan, prepare for your new son-in-law. A red envelope."

"Okay." Mo Wangshan smiled.

Asking the younger one to give the new year's money obviously didn't put Shen Bojun in his eyes, and Mo Wangshan had the nerve to agree?

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Du Zhou said, "Don't bother Uncle Mo, just give my lucky money to your husband."

"It's a coincidence that I haven't distributed my New Year's money to everyone, but I didn't expect that my married brother would go back to his mother's house for the reunion dinner. Those who didn't know thought Feng Yuan was also married. I will give you two red envelopes." Not prepared." Shen Bojun said as he took out the red envelopes he had prepared from his sleeve, and handed out one by one to the juniors.

The juniors were very happy to open it and glanced at it. Their joy was beyond words, and they all shouted sweetly: "Thank you, father."

Although the aunts have their own methods of competing for favor, the children still like the generous Shen Zhengjun. Every time the New Year's money he gives is several times that of their father, the children always think how great it would be if they were Shen Zhengjun's children.

Du Xu's face turned blue when he saw this. If it wasn't for his stomach, he wouldn't have the cheek to come to Du's house for dinner...

It has been more than two months since he pretended to be pregnant. During this period, Feng Yuan hardly touched him because of his pregnancy, so he wanted to deal with this trouble without anyone noticing it. The person who took the blame was naturally...

His eyes fell on Du Zhou.

At the same time, Feng Yuan was secretly peeping at Du Zhou and the man beside him. He was in a very depressed mood. Du Zhou had been picking up food for him. Does this man have no hands?