Chapter Thirteen The Stubborn Boy

It was still in the compound in Peking.

"Master Cheng, why does he put food and money in the first place? Since the founding of our dynasty, the government has been the core!"

Master Cheng said a little confused: "Money and food are the most important things in the past, but historians believe that the official government is the beginning of the collapse, and the faint king is even more..., that Fang Dehua... hey!"

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"Husband, which family does Mr. Zhang belong to?"

Ever since she got married, Zhang Shuhui's smiles have increased more and more, and her face is also rosy, making Fang Xing under the lamp a little antsy.

The night is very boring, Xiaobai is dozing off, and Zhang Shuhui is making a purse. The pair of mandarin ducks on the purse already has one.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "Probably a brat who has been imprisoned for too long and doesn't even know crabs."

Zhang Shuhui snorted, with some seriousness in her eyes.

"sleep."

Fang Xing snatched the purse, blew on the light, and carried Zhang Shuhui into the bedroom.

Zhang Shuhui whispered shyly, "Xiaobai is here."

"That yellow-haired girl, we don't care about her."

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"Ah, ah, ah!"

"Damn roosters, I will chop you up today!"

The limbs on the bed were entangled, Zhang Shuhui opened her eyes in a daze, and then saw Fang Xing staring at her with piercing eyes.

"I went... for a run."

Fang Xing got out of bed with great perseverance, and then washed his face and mouth with Xiao Bai's service.

"Master, this toothbrush is really easy to use."

Xiaobai also brushed his teeth, his mouth was full of bubbles, and he looked a little more cute.

Fang Xing rinsed his mouth vigorously, spit out the water into the flower bed after a while, and started to run in the yard energetically.

"One two one, one two one..."

After the workout, Fang Xing took out a Tang knife, but unfortunately he didn't feel anything after dancing a few times, so he had to throw it to Xiao Bai casually.

"Xiaobai, practice hard. When the time comes, I will rely on you to protect you, young master."

Fang Xing walked away brazenly, eating cake while walking, and after reconciling with Xin Lao Qi who had just arrived, the two started their routine inspections.

In the early morning, Fangjiazhuang was a little lonely, and there were not many things going on in the field.

Pacing along the central axis, Fang Xing was satisfied to see the misty smoke.

Since Fang Xing went out to change jobs, the people in Fangjiazhuang were willing to eat breakfast.

Most people don't eat breakfast these days, even if they do physical work, the most they can do is to drink some gruel, and they can finish their work after urinating.

Fang Xing was like a lord patrolling his territory. When he saw those snot-nosed babies squatting at the door with bowls about the size of his own head, devouring gnocchi or noodles, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

"Master, have you eaten yet?"

"Master, come to my house to eat something, my house made noodles."

"Master, the ditch is almost finished, do we still have work to do?"

Fang Xing waved his hand and said, "Nonsense! The corners of the village haven't been cleaned up yet, and they'll continue to be treated like cows and horses for this young master. Don't try to take it lightly!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A group of burly men laughed honestly outside, and even the dogs at home started barking.

All the farm households have signed contracts with the Fang family, and their children and grandchildren are all members of the Fang family. The current owner has a good heart and is willing to feed the farmers, so everyone feels that life is getting better and better.

"Whose house is that?"

The farm households all live in the west of Zhuangzi, there are more than forty people, which seems to be a certain scale.

But on the far side, there is a family that has no smoke.

"Young master, this is the Ma family, orphans and widows. They came from the south the year before last, and the housekeeper couldn't bear it, so they let their mother and son live in the village."

Xin Laoqi seemed to know everything about Zhuangzi like the back of his hand.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Could it be that that son is a lazy eater? Otherwise, why didn't we start a relationship?"

Seventh Xin shook his head and said, "No, that Ma Su is only fifteen years old. It is said that he is a scholar, so his mother does not allow him to work, but only reads every day."

"Tsk! Then what do they live on?" Fang Xing felt a little unbelievable.

Old Seven Xin laughed and said, "That Mrs. Liu is so handy, she often makes needlework and sells it in the city, and it also supports her son."

"A gentleman is magnanimous."

While the master and the servant were talking about the family, the chaimen opened, and a young man in a patched green shirt came out, holding a book in his hand. Judging by the worn appearance of the book, he probably knew it backwards .

The boy's complexion was a little pale, but his face was full of stubbornness, and he was staring at Fang Xing.

Fang Xing coughed dryly, "Is that Ma Su?"

The boy bowed and said, "It's the boy, thank you Mr. Fang for taking care of my mother and son."

Yo! The boy is very smart!

Fang Xing said appreciatively, "Little Ma! Oh no, Ma Su, do you plan to go to the scientific research?"

The mother and son are just living in Fangjiazhuang, so they are not considered lowly, so they can take the imperial examination.

Ma Su raised his head, and said confidently: "Of course the boy is going, let's wait for next year."

Fang Xing was a little dazed, are all children so sensible these days?

Fang Xing glanced inside, and saw a middle-aged woman leaning against the door, looking at it with some worry.

The wooden house, the wooden house here is very difficult in winter, so Fang Xing asked, "Is there enough food?"

Even if they are strangers, Fang Xing feels that he needs to take care of them.

Ma Su looked at Fang Xing vigilantly, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your concern, enough food."

Forget it, a pair of orphans and widows, seeing outsiders is like a frightened bird, Fang Xing didn't care about him, but said to Xin Laoqi behind him: "Let the housekeeper arrange it later, and arrange Ma Su among the cleaning people .”

"don't want!"

Fang Xing was taken aback, turned around to look at the stubborn Ma Su, frowned and said, "Could it be that you think you disdain to be with those farmers? Or do you think there are thousands of millet in the book!"

Ma Su's neck was stuck, "The poor will not be fed!"

Fang Xing took a deep breath, and shouted: "Gao Tang, do you still have the heart to write? Let's raise your own mother first!"

"Reading makes me stupid!"

Fang Xing left angrily, Liu came over worriedly, looked at the stubbornness in his son's eyes, and said in a low voice: "Su Er, don't worry, Mr. Fang is a good person."

That's right, since Fang Xing woke up, there have been a lot of 'virtuous governance', and everyone in Zhuangzi is glad that he followed the right family.

Seeing that Fang Xing was angry, Xin Laoqi smirked and said, "Master, the housekeeper asked this kid to sign the contract, but he was not happy with it!"

Fang Xing slapped him on the head, and said angrily, "He has high ambitions, so of course he won't sell himself."

After returning home, the bell hanging outside the gate rang not long after, calling the farmers to clean up.

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