Chapter 855: The Son Who Doesn't Recognize His Father

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Fang Xing triumphantly carried a food box out of the palace gate, Jin Zhong chased after him, shouting out of breath while chasing. novel

"De... Hua, and... and wait!"

Fang Xing turned around, saw Jin Zhong stumbling, and quickly stepped forward to support him, complaining: "Master Jin just needs to say hello, he's so old, he still remembers the children at home!"

Old Jin Zhong came to have a son, and when he mentioned this matter, he said triumphantly: "I'm not old yet! But De Hua, Yang Rong is a little bored today. Does he want not to fight, or does he want to resign himself to fate?"

When Hu Guang died, the position left behind made everyone who was able to compete coveted.

Yang Rong has been keeping silent today, which makes those competitors feel a little uncertain.

Fang Xing looked around, then smiled and said: "If you don't fight, you fight! Retreat as advance, Mr. Yang has learned the secret of doing nothing."

Jin Zhong was supported by Fang Xing to walk out, and he muttered as he walked: "I have learned badly! When I was an official in the past, how could I have such ghosts! They are all conscientious in their work, and let His Majesty choose, but now... Hey! I... have learned badly!"

Fang Xing said with a smile: "If you want to say that you are greedy for profit, you can say it. Is there anyone who dares to refute you? Then I will beat him!"

Jin Zhong said with a smile: "This old man is old and dare not leave enemies for his children and grandchildren, so let's make some good friends!"

This old man doesn't look like he has a good relationship, he can make people feel ashamed when he sees something that is not pleasing to the eye.

"Although Dehua acted vigorously and resolutely this time, he still killed too much."

Fang Xing supported Jin Zhong with one hand, and carried the food box with the other. The two of them walked in the palace. When the officials saw it, they were all thinking silently.

Jin Zhong is weak and sickly, and no one has much interest in making friends with this kind of people.

But Fang Xing actually respects Jin Zhong like his father, which makes many people feel contemptuous.

——This guy is trying to curry favor in front of His Majesty!

"If you kill too much, it will harm the peace of heaven after all, and it will bring disaster to future generations!"

Jin Zhong advised without hesitation, as a master of divination, he always felt that Fang Xing's methods were too tough.

Fang Xing smiled: "If there are gods, then I must be protected by Da Ming's gods. For Da Ming's conquest of foreign races, no matter how many people are killed, it will be a merit. If there are no gods, why should I be afraid?"

Jin Zhong faltered, then squinted his old eyes and looked at Fang Xing. After a long time, he laughed and said, "Okay! Okay! This old man is really pedantic! Hahahaha!"

...

Back home, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai hadn't eaten yet and were waiting for Fang Xing.

"Master."

Seeing Fang Xing carrying the food box, Xiao Bai's brows and eyes frowned.

"My husband has worked hard."

Zhang Shuhui's face still had some blush from earlier, and she looked a little more charming.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Don't wait for me to eat next time."

Xiaobai had already opened the food box, and when he saw the dishes inside, he couldn't help flattening his lips and said, "Master, there are many that I can't eat."

"Eat, eat, eat! Remember to eat all day, look at you, how do you look like a mother?"

Zhang Shuhui picked out two dishes from the food box, and said, "That's all, the rest follow the rules."

Xiao Bai was very wronged, Fang Xing was very helpless, he was about to become a mother, and he was still childish, what should he do in the future?

A family of three... oh no, it's four, but the little uncle is sleeping soundly, and Fang Xing doesn't want to wake him up.

Fang Xing really didn't like what he ate for half a year, even though he had just had a palace banquet, he was still fully fired.

"Husband, don't you like the dishes in the palace?"

Zhang Shuhui tasted those dishes and thought they were delicious!

Fang Xing picked up a piece of mixed cucumber for Xiaobai, which is hardly seen in this season, and then sighed: "I have been eating with the army for more than half a year, and I have long wanted to satisfy my hunger."

Xiaobai said sympathetically, "Master, next time you go out, bring more delicious food."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "How can I bring those things, which will affect the morale of the army. Besides, although the food in the army is monotonous, they may be full!"

Zhang Shuhui said softly: "My husband is suffering outside, and my concubine is enjoying the blessings at home. Thinking about it, I feel guilty!"

Fang Xing gave Zhang Shuhui a chopstick of braised eggplant, and said impatiently: "It's only natural for men to go out to do things, and those businessmen can't go home all year round! What am I? Hurry up and eat!"

Zhang Shuhui pursed her lips and smiled, then gave Fang Xing a spoonful of fried peanuts, and then raised her glass, "Husband, I would like to offer you a toast."

Peanuts had already been planted in Fangjiazhuang, but the outside world expressed disapproval of this, thinking that Bo Xinghe was really the reincarnation of gluttony, who dared to stuff anything into his mouth, and was not afraid of being poisoned to death one day.

While Fang Xing was drinking, Xiao Bai secretly stretched out his chopsticks, ready to pick up a piece of braised pork.

"noob……"

After drinking, Zhang Shuhui decisively shifted her gaze away, and then discovered Xiao Bai's sneaky behavior.

Xiaobai put down the meat with regret, and said aggrievedly: "Ma'am, the chicken soup tastes boring after drinking too much."

"Then eat more vegetables, do you think other people's homes have these vegetables on the table?"

Xiaobai expects the production date to be around June, so it is currently the focus of attention.

After dinner, the family sat in the yard, Fang Xing brought the potatoes over and personally supervised the meal.

Potato was a little dissatisfied with this 'just met' father, but lured by the aroma of a bowl of minced meat custard that Fang Xing made himself, he couldn't help picking up a spoon and digging vigorously.

"Is it fragrant?"

Fang Xing touched Tudou's head, only to feel an indescribable feeling coming from the contact point, like the warmth connected by blood.

Tudou shook his head, escaped from Fang Xing's touch, and cast a wronged look at Zhang Shuhui.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

...

After a good night's sleep, Fang woke up and took a walk in the yard.

Bell came out lazily, stretched out his front legs, sank his body, then shook his head, completing a stretching motion.

"Go!"

Fang Xing knew that the bell had been suffocated for a while, so he pointed to the outside, signaling that it was released.

But Bell just glanced at him, then walked to the door of Xiaobai's room and patted the door with her paw.

"Bing Ding, let's go out and play!"

Fang Xing slept with Xiaobai last night, they were just chatting. Since Xiaobai was pregnant, she has been a little sleepy, and she still doesn't want to get up.

As soon as the bell heard, he ran away immediately, and could not see the trace in the blink of an eye.

"Snob!"

Fang Xing said bitterly, then washed up, and went to wake Xiao Bai up.

For breakfast, I ate glutinous rice noodles, covered with a layer of red oil, and my appetite was whetted.

Fang Xing added some vinegar into it, then scooped up another spoonful of bean curd, and let it dry!

Seeing that Fang Xing has a particularly strong appetite for eating, his shape and speed are definitely on par with those who fled.

Tudou was carried out by Nanny Qin, a little drowsy, and when she saw Zhang Shuhui, she reached out to hug her.

"What are you holding? How old is the child! Sit and eat by yourself!"

Fang Xing frowned.

Zhang Shuhui picked up Tudou, and she was not prepared to compromise on her son's issue: "Husband, Tudou is not yet two years old, and other people's children are still breastfeeding when they are so old!"

Fang Xingya gave Zhang Shuhui an itchy look, but Zhang Shuhui just smiled at him gently, then raised Tudou's little hand and waved it: "Tell your father, after a while, Tudou can eat by himself."

Tudou turned his head and hugged Zhang Shuhui's neck, leaving only the back view for Fang Xing.

But Fang Xing felt relieved when he thought about it, he was a little overkill, for a child under two years old, scolding by adults would affect his future character.

Three years old looks old!

But Fang Xing wasn't going to give up, he just waited for Tudou's strange feeling to disappear before training this little brat!