After venting last night, Zhang Wuliang suddenly seemed to have come to his senses, and his mood was no longer depressed. In the morning, he slept until he woke up naturally while holding Chen Xiaonian.
When they got up again, the family had breakfast and saw Zhang Zhenyong off outside the courtyard gate.
"Take care of yourself on the road," Aunt Zhao's eyes were red, "Don't be too anxious to get on the road, anyway, there is still time."
With the experience of the last time, Zhang Zhenyong still chose to leave early this time, one is that he will not be too anxious on the road, and the other is that he will have time to rest when he arrives at the place.
"I know, Auntie, don't worry too much, you should take good care of yourself at home." Zhang Zhenyong comforted.
"Okay, I know, remember to pay attention on the road." Aunt Zhao didn't dare to say too much to Zhang Zhenyong, for fear that she would lose control.
All she could do was to repeatedly instruct Zhang Zhenyong's personal servant: "Guanyan, you must take good care of the second master, okay? It's hard to travel, don't let him get sick, you..." Aunt Zhao choked a little.
Guanyan stood behind Zhang Zhenyong and nodded repeatedly when she heard it: "Old lady, don't worry, I will take good care of the young master."
"Okay, okay" Aunt Zhao looked at Zhang Zhenyong reluctantly, and was a little speechless.
After all, it was a child she raised by herself, and she was gone for two or three months, so she felt bad.
Chen Xiaonian gently moved Guoguo's hand and signaled with his eyes.
Guoguo quickly let go of her hand, turned around and hugged Aunt Zhao's legs: "Grandma..."
"Hey, grandma's good grandson..." Aunt Zhao wiped her eyes, bent down and picked him up, Guoguo also cooperated and hugged her neck. Guoguo was originally five years old.
Because he was too heavy, she didn't ask Aunt Zhao to hold him like this, but now she hoped to give her more strength and comfort her.
Aunt Zhao looked at her grandson and son who cared about her, and she finally felt better.
Zhang Zhenyong also breathed a sigh of relief. It was getting late. "Then Aunt, Brother, Brother-in-law and Guoguo, I'm leaving now, take care of yourselves." Zhang Zhenyong said goodbye to them.
Aunt Zhao's nose was sour again, and she turned her head away so that he wouldn't see it.
Zhang Wuliang walked over and patted Zhang Zhenyong on the shoulder: "Go, brother is here to wish you success in the imperial examination in advance."
Zhang Zhenyong nodded: "I will definitely live up to my elder brother's expectations."
Zhang Zhenyong was going to participate in the provincial examination this time. If he was on the list, he would be a juren from now on.
The two brothers smiled at each other, and Zhang Zhenyong turned around and got on the carriage. Then the driver whipped the carriage and slowly left the gate of Zhang's house. Zhang Zhenyong leaned out of the window and waved at them. Until his figure disappeared around the corner.
Zhang Zhenyong retracted his body: "Let's go, go to the city gate and meet Junmin (Tiger Cub)."
After seeing Zhang Zhenyong off, a group of people turned around and returned to the house.
Although they were reluctant to let Zhang Zhenyong go, life still had to go on.
Previously, Zhang Wuliang was afraid of exposing some flaws in front of Chen Xiaonian and worrying him, so he always used the excuse of being busy at the restaurant to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally.
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The Story of a Young Man Who Traveled Through Time and Space to Farm
RomanceThe Story of a Young Man Who Traveled Through Time and Space to Farm" Author: Cheng Yizhou [Complete] Copywriting: Zhang Wuliang, who was already a successful person in his thirties, traveled through time and space just because he had a few days of...