Chapter 31

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Chapter 31 Then, the proud Fang Ziwen,...

    Then, Fang Ziwen, who was so proud, got a northwest wind package, the kind with the sky as the roof and the ground as the hut.

    Fang Ziwen, who never thought he would be kicked out of the guest room: "..."

    "Brother Xu, Brother Xu, I was wrong! Let me in..." Fang Ziwen hugged the quilt and squatted on a pair of wooden shoes, pitiful Xi stood outside the door and shouted, but Xu Zhao in the room was indifferent, unable to express any sympathy, and even wanted to laugh.

    Well, let you spoil my daughter-in-law, don't you know that domestic rabbits can't listen to outsiders? Xu Zhao thought to himself.

    Bian Yu, who was mending his clothes on the side, looked at the childish behavior of the two, and he hesitated.

    To tell the truth, Xiaohu, the grandson of Aunt Li's family next door, doesn't play this kind of behavior.

    Xu Zhao: ...Give you a chance to reorganize the language.

    The intimidated side words: qaq I was wrong

    , Xu Zhao, who maintained the majesty of the head of the family, smiled in satisfaction, and mercifully carried Fang Ziwen, who was chanting poetry desolately outside the door, into the guest room.

    The night wind slowly blew into the small courtyard, and the gradually lowering laughter and noise made the stars in the entire night sky quiet.

    Early the next morning, Xu Zhao was pulled up by Fang Ziwen to wash.

    "Appearance is very important. A scholar must make himself look like a gentleman at all times. Therefore, if you have spice and lavender, of course, a folding fan is essential... It's cold? You need a fan in cold weather. , I'm not fanning the wind, but the attitude of a gentleman!" Fang Ziwen said loudly.

    Xu Zhao: "..."

    Then... and then Xu Zhaoxin, each circle has its own rules, and this kind of rules is not even the kind that is clearly stated in the text, but a self-contained atmosphere after getting along for a long time. .

    Xu Zhao understood that the best way to integrate into a new environment was to obey the default rules and become 'one'. Of course, if your talent is high enough to convince everyone, that's another story.

    Xu Zhao... Xu Zhao silently closed his book, he didn't mind following the rules at all.

    Before leaving the house, Xu Zhao said to Bianyu, "Come back and bring you the candied dates from Dongge." In recent months, he has been struggling with bitter medicine, and sweet pastries have become Bianyu's favorite. Among them, Yidong The candied dates in the pavilion are especially good.

    Xu Zhao could always remember Bianyu's preferences accurately, the little girl smiled and rolled her eyes, secretly hugged Xu Zhao.

    "Come back early, ... husband." Bian Yu whispered coquettishly.

    "...Okay." Xu Zhao's cold brows and eyes softened a little. Ever since Bian Yu learned this new name in the talkbook, he likes to call Xu Zhao like this when he is acting like a spoiled child, which makes his heart tremble.

    Well, the domestic rabbit, his.

    Fang Ziwen's teeth were sour. He clearly had breakfast, but he felt that he had been forcefully stuffed with something, and his stomach was very stretched.

    The carriage slowly moved forward on the official road paved with bluestone slabs. Although the Xiangqiao Poetry Society had a bridge character, it was in a garden on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

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