The pretty boy of the landlord's house

I originally wanted to go to Yujia Village after the snow melted.

Unexpectedly, when I got up early the next morning, it began to snow heavily. Within half a day, a thick layer of snow had accumulated, and it continued to fall in the afternoon, showing signs of non-stop.

Du Zhou continued to look at the ledger with a bitter face, and saw that his eyes were dim and the accounts were not correct.

He can only take the account book to seek advice from Shen Bojun, Shen Bojun can settle accounts, but he just wants to train his son.

He was outside Shen Bojun's study, and heard Shen Bojun in the room losing his temper with Chief Zhou, and said: "How dare a lion open his mouth, the dowry actually requires [-] mu of fertile land and [-] shi of polished rice, and [-]% of their family's income every year." Income, do you really think that his son has something precious? You are lucky to come to our house to open the door!"

"Yes, the young master is smart and handsome. If it wasn't for the tight schedule of the marriage, you can take your time looking for it." Zhou said in charge.

Shen Bojun patted the table, and said: "Keep looking, I want to find a son from a good family, with a clean family background, those who covet my family's property must not take it."

Shen Bojun suffered this kind of loss. Back then, he married the Du family with his family's property, but he was thought of as the owner of the property. When the family was separated, he suffered a little bit. It was cheaper for Du and the aunts. .

"Okay, I will search hard and help you find a good match for the young master." Zhou responded.

Du Zhou listened outside the door, frowning, his father was already upset about his marriage, so don't bother him with such a trivial matter, Du Zhou went back to the study in despair with the ledger, and continued to worry.

He propped his chin and looked at the ledger for a while, when there was a knock on the door, he thought it was Tweety, so he said, "Come in."

Zhao Fengye came from outside and put on clean clothes, but he was tall and tall, and he couldn't find any suitable clothes at home, so this suit was much smaller for him.

"It's you, why didn't you rest in the house when you were injured, what did you come here for?" Du Zhou quickly got up and asked.

Zhao Fengye's face was still pale, and he looked very weak. When he walked, his footsteps were weak, as if he was about to fall down in the next second. He forced his spirit to talk to Du Zhou: "I haven't seen the young master today, and I feel uneasy. come to you."

After hearing this, Du Zhou couldn't help being happy, and said: "What are you so worried about? You are sick and injured now, so you should take a good rest."

Zhao Fengye glanced at him, and said with some embarrassment: "I have no relatives, and I don't remember my last name, where I live, and any relatives. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the young master's house. Naturally, I only thought you were kind. If you don't come to see me all day, I will feel terrified and have trouble sleeping and eating."

Du Zhou opened his mouth in surprise when he heard this strong man who was half a head taller than himself. day to see you?"

"This is naturally good, but I won't disturb you, right?" Zhao Fengye asked in a low voice.

Du Zhou patted the account book, and said with a hand on his forehead, "It's okay, anyway, I can't match the account. I was dizzy from seeing it. I wanted to pick up a accountant yesterday."

"That's it." Zhao Fengye couldn't help but raised his lips and smiled, that handsome and pale face was particularly distressing.

Du Zhou said: "I'll accompany you back to your room. The weather is so cold and your clothes are too small. I'll make you a new suit."

"The Young Master's family has treated me so well, there is really nothing to repay." Zhao Fengye lowered his eyes and said gratefully.

Du Zhou said with a smile: "I didn't save you to repay me. Don't think too much. There is no shortage of food and clothes for you at home. When you recover and find your relatives, you don't have to worry about it."

Zhao Fengye couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and felt that his eyes were particularly dazzling when he smiled, making it impossible to move them away.

In the afternoon, Du Zhou changed the place where he read the account books to the outbuilding of the guest room. When Du Zhou was about to feed him medicine that night, he found the man lying unconscious on the bed, hot all over, as if the injury was more serious.

Du Zhou hurriedly asked Cui'er to call the doctor. The doctor came to take a look and said: "This young master's condition is extremely serious. Whether he can survive it depends on his good fortune. If he can continue his life with a century-old ginseng, maybe..."

"How can a hundred years of life be so simple?" Tweety muttered in a low voice, and then said to Du Zhou, "It's better to leave him alone."

"Doctor, help me find out where it is. I saved this man, so naturally I can't let him die in my house." Du Zhou said to the doctor.

The doctor nodded and said, "I'll go ask the Young Master's."

Du Zhou stayed by his bed all night, holding a wet towel to cool him down. When Zhao Fengye was in a daze, he was still a little conscious. Every time he woke up in a daze, he would see Du Zhou's gentle eyes. When he found that he was awake, he comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I will always guard you."

"Don't be afraid, I'll always be there for you."

Zhao Fengye suddenly reached out and grabbed him, holding him tightly, Du Zhou hesitated for a moment, and let him pull.

The doctor did not find a century-old ginseng, but found some of the younger ones. Fortunately, Zhao Fengye was lucky enough to survive the difficulties

Du Zhou took good care of the patient, and the medicine for three meals a day was cooked and Du Zhou fed him himself.

Half a month later, Du Zhou didn't go to Yujia Village, and Zhao Fengye's injury was almost healed.

After drinking the medicine for the last time tonight, he doesn't need to drink those medicines anymore. Afterwards, he will take some nourishing medicine to recuperate his body and get better. When Du Zhou walked over with the medicine bowl, Zhao Fengye suddenly asked: "It seems that you haven't been here for a long time this afternoon. Make plans."

"Hey, I'm not very good at settling accounts. There is an account that I can't match this afternoon, and I have been thinking about it for a long time." Du Zhou said dejectedly.

Zhao Fengye smiled and said, "Why don't you show it to me?"

"You know how to do abacus?" Du Zhou's eyes widened.

"I don't know if it will, but I always hear you talking about it, and it sounds familiar." Zhao Fengye opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Du Zhou brought the ledger with great anticipation. Zhao Fengye sat at the table and looked at the ledger carefully. Du Zhou sat next to him like a child, looking at the ledger and then at him.

Zhao Fengye brought the abacus, and quickly moved the beads on it with his fingers, and quickly finished checking a page of accounts. Du Zhou watched his eyes shine.

Zhao Fengye's heart felt hot when he saw such eyes. He opened the second page of the ledger with his slender fingers. Of the ten households, 37 of them rent our land, and [-]% of the annual harvest is taken as rent, which is correct, but it doesn’t match up on the other bill.”

"Let me see." Zhao Fengye got the counting book of the granary again.

Du Zhou's slender fingers pointed to the numbers on both sides, and the difference was not a little bit.

Zhao Fengye looked through the accounts again, and after a while, he put down the accounts and said, "Don't forget about these accounts."

"Why?" Du Zhou wondered.

Zhao Fengye glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to settle the accounts, the premise is that the accounts are correct. If there is such a large discrepancy between these two places, someone must have made false accounts."

"Ah, no way, Uncle Li is the accountant brought by my father himself." Du Zhou didn't want to maliciously speculate on others.

Seeing what he said, Zhao Fengye said, "Then let this Uncle Li come over and ask."

An embarrassing expression appeared on Du Zhou's face, and he said resentfully, "When we separated, Uncle Li, my father, and my aunt left."?

"..." Zhao Fengye was speechless.

Du Zhou immediately took the account book and said: "I'll ask my father, he has counted these accounts, let me do the calculation again, if he doesn't figure out the problem, I'll... I'll talk about it when the time comes."

As he said that, he trotted to find Shen Bojun, Zhao Fengye couldn't help shaking his head with a smile, and poured a cup of tea by himself.

Du Zhou told Mr. Shen Bojun about the fact that the accounts did not match. Mr. Shen Bojun looked at him with satisfaction and said, "You finally found out."

"Father, did you find out that Uncle Li made false accounts?" Du Zhou was surprised.

Shen Bojun nodded.

Du Zhou asked: "Then how can you let him go so easily, you should take him to the government."

"How is that possible? Didn't he go with your father and aunt?" Shen Bojun said with a half-smile.

Du Zhou nodded and asked, "Then what if he wants to make false accounts at his father's house?"

"You have calculated the accounts correctly, and you are considered talented. In the future, the family's property will be handed over to you, so my father can rest assured." Shen Bojun looked at him and nodded in satisfaction.

Du Zhou wanted to say that he didn't figure it out by himself, and he couldn't take care of it.

Shen Bojun sighed again suddenly, and said: "Father will be strong all his life, my son will never lose to those people's sons, you have to fight hard, you know?"

"Yeah." When the words came to his lips, Du Zhou dared not speak.

Shen Bojun gave him a haircut, and said: "Uncle Wu found you a husband-in-law, this time he is a good man, with a clean family background, and he will come to our house in two days, when the time comes, you can get along first, and the marriage can be arranged .”

"Okay." Du Zhou nodded.

Shen Bojun talked to him a few words, and asked, "Does the person you rescued still remember who he is?"

Du Zhou shook his head.

Shen Bojun said: "His injury is almost healed, give him some money and drive him out."

"Don't." Du Zhou didn't mean to disobey Mr. Shen Bo before, it was all up to him.

Hearing his refusal, Shen Bojun couldn't help asking curiously: "Why?"

Du Zhou thought for a while, and said: "Look at the cold winter months, it will be Chinese New Year soon, he has no one to rely on and still doesn't remember who he is, it's pitiful to be alone, and I'm going to get married? It's more fun to eat and drink alone."

His real idea is to take advantage of these days and get someone to make up lessons for him so that he can learn how to read accounts.

"That's true, then let him stay for another half a month. When you get married, you can help." Shen Bojun nodded, because of the separation of the family, many servants have also been separated. These days It is also difficult to find some suitable short-term and long-term workers.

Du Zhou happily held the account book and went back to tell Zhao Fengye about Uncle Li.

Zhao Fengye looked at his smiling face and asked, "You've been talking to your father for so long, and that's all you said?"

"Of course not, my father found me a husband and son-in-law, and he will come to live in the mansion in two days." Du Zhou said.

Zhao Fengye's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "What kind of husband and son-in-law are you?"

"I don't know." Du Zhou didn't ask any more questions, but his father said it was good, so it must be good.

Zhao Fengye paused for a moment and said, "Have you never seen it?"

"Well, there was a husband-in-law who married his fingertips before. His family is a scholarly family. He originally planned to get married on the tenth day of the first lunar month." When Du Zhou talked about Feng Yuan, his attitude was also indifferent.

Zhao Fengye looked at his expression and asked, "Later?"

"Last month, he married my brother born to my aunt and aunt, and divorced me!" Du Zhou gritted his teeth when he said this, a little angrily.

Zhao Fengye looked at his face, was silent for a moment, and asked, "You liked your former fiancé very much, and you were anxious to find another one because you wanted to not fall behind?"

"Of course not. I will be nineteen years old on the Lantern Festival next year. Isn't it true that in our Da Yue country, if you are not married before the age of 19, you will be accused of marriage by the government?" Du Zhou propped his chin and said helplessly, "Who Do you know who will marry you? So my father wants to help me find a husband-in-law."

"Then do you have someone you're interested in?" Zhao Fengye looked at him, the young owner of this little landlord's family is really interesting and cute, good-looking, good-natured, and kind-hearted, even the way he just got angry is impressive. Feeling itchy in my heart, I want to pat his head lightly and smooth his hair.

Du Zhou looked at the dancing candlelight in front of him, thought for a long time, and asked, "Then do you have someone you like? What should the person you like be like?"

He couldn't figure it out.