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Chapter 12 Whoever loses the first round wins (1)

The older brother knew how to take care of his younger brother, and the younger brother was obedient and obedient. Wang Qinghong was standing by, looking at his two sons, feeling quite contented.

He was already overjoyed that Dao Chi was his son.

After all, at the beginning, he thought he would bring back a stupid son. Even if the family did not lack a morsel of food, it was not honorable after all. It turned out that his son was not stupid, but rather intelligent, which was definitely a good thing.

Wang Qi puffed up her cheeks and looked at Wang Sanlang's right hand. Wang Sanlang's right hand was grabbing Dao Chi's arm, which Wang Qi felt was very annoying.

In the past ten days, he had taken the initiative to cling to his cousin, not only because he envied him for being smart and good at homework, but also because although he had a little brother at home, he was still an infant, and the two of them should be each other's companions.

Who would have thought that in less than half a month, Saburo would have a brother of a similar age. In the future, would Saburo still be with his cousin?

He only found it boring. Seeing the innocent look on Dao Chi's face, he felt even more breathless. He snorted, then turned to Wang Qinghong and said, "Uncle Hong, my nephew has gone home first."

For the current Twelve Fangs, Wang Qi is indeed an uninvited guest. But his eyes are red from crying and his face is stained with tears. How can you let him go like this?

Wang Qinghong said: "Since it's time for dinner, I'll finish the meal before going home. I'll send someone over to say that Qi Lang doesn't need to pay attention."

Wang Qi said coyly: "Since Si Lang has just returned home and my nephew is staying, will he disturb Uncle Hong's family..."

Wang Qinghong smiled and said: "You are the elder brother. Now that you have caught up, you will accompany Sanlang to pick up the wind for Silang."

"Yeah, yeah!" Wang Qi nodded vigorously and finally showed a smile, looking very obedient.

The matter finally came to an end. Wang Qinghong thought for a while and said to his wife: "Dinner will be served in the main courtyard. Si Lang has not met Rong Niang and Wu Lang yet. Just before dinner, let the siblings meet."

Mrs. Wang Yang nodded and said, "I understand. I'll tell someone to set up two tables in the kitchen."

After the couple finished speaking, they told the children to get along well and not to quarrel again, and then returned to the main courtyard.

Wang Sanlang had lost his temper this time. He felt uncomfortable looking at the blood stain on his front, and wanted to ask Wang Qi to follow him to the Tongyuan to freshen up.

Before leaving, he did not forget Hongxiu and said with a bit of pity: "Sister Hongxiu is in so much pain? Shouldn't you ask a doctor to come and take a look at your sister?"

Although Hongxiu felt something fishy in her mouth, she still shook her head and said, "My maid is fine."

The more she behaved like this, the more Wang Sanlang felt pity for her.

Wang Qi looked at Wang Sanlang, then at Hongxiu, and smiled mischievously, saying: "Since this sister is Sanlang's favorite, how can she be sent to Shilang's yard as an errand?"

After hearing this, Wang Sanlang said: "What's the difference between being in Shilang's yard and being in my yard? I met Sister Hongxiu several times in the old lady's room, so I became more familiar with her."

The last sentence seems to be the one explaining Wang Qi's favorite thing.

Wang Qi just felt it was boring and said: "Go and wash up in your yard quickly, there is no need to waste time for a maid."

Wang Sanlang no longer looked at Hongxiu, but said to Dao Chi: "Silang, I will go back to Tongyuan with Seventh Brother first. You have a good rest first. We will pick you up and go to the main courtyard later."

"Yeah." Dao Chi nodded in agreement.

Wang Sanlang took Wang Qi and left the couple's courtyard.

Aunt Xu had left with the Wang Yang family earlier, so there were only three masters and servants, namely Dao Chi, Hong Xiu, and Qing Qiao, left in the courtyard.

Hongxiu's face was pale, and she looked toward the entrance of the courtyard with sadness in her eyes.

When Dao Chi saw this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Oh, hey, this Chixin gave up too early.

Wang Sanlang is only eleven years old, and his behavior just now shows that he has a kind heart and pity for his maidservant. It is nonsense to say that there is an affair between a man and a woman.

The red sleeves are already half-ripe fruits and can already attract men’s eyes.

Thinking of this, Dao Chi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

It's really boring for Wang Yang to arrange for someone like this to come when he just came back.

He pointed to the west wing and said to Hongxiu: "Since you feel uncomfortable, go in first and rest."

Aunt Xu once mentioned that there are three main rooms in the courtyard, and two wing rooms on the left and right. The east wing is the study room, and the west wing is the residence of the maids and servants.

"Thank you, Fourth Young Master." Hongxiu lowered his head, said blessing, caressed his chest, and went to the west wing.

Dao Chi said to Qing Qiao, who was beside him with a low eyebrow, "Follow me."

Qingqiao responded and followed Dao Chi into the main room honestly.

Dao Chi sat down casually and said to Qingqiao: "Hongxiu was touched for a while, and it looked like he was erect. You go to the third young master's yard and see the third young master. Just tell me what I said, and I will move into the courtyard."

People, you two are the only ones with me for the time being. I have many things to do and it is not suitable for me to rest. I have just come back from abroad and I am not familiar with the situation at home. It is difficult to take care of Hongxiu, so I can only ask the third young master. If it is the third young master,

It's cheap for the young master, so I'll do you a favor and send an idle maid over to take over Hongxiu's errand. I'll change Hongxiu and go over to have a rest, so that the third young master can take care of me."

After hearing this, Qingqiao's face became a little more frightened, and she hesitated to speak.

The Taoist Chi smiled lightly and said: "Why don't you go? I don't remember clearly. Do you need me to explain it again?"

"My maid has taken note of it." Qing Qiao shook her head quickly and responded immediately.

When she turned around and walked to the door, Dao Chi said: "If you also want to go somewhere, I will make it happen for you."

Qingqiao's steps were fast, and sweat dropped from her forehead.

Seeing her gone, Dao Chi got up and walked around the three upper rooms. The middle room was the hall, the east room was the bedroom, and the west room was the tea room.

After looking at it twice, I lost interest. I had only been down the mountain for half a day, but it seemed like a long time had passed, and I felt panicked in my heart.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the old monk? What will the porridge look like when that guy from Hutou cooks it?

Dao Chi thought that he would go down the mountain, but he always thought that he would grow up in this body. Regarding fame and money, his plans in his heart were vague and ruthless.

Unexpectedly, Father Wang went as soon as he said he would go, and the old monk was also depressed because of the funeral. In addition, he was able to return to his hometown at an advantage, so they all rushed to the same place.

Now that he has an identity and a place to stay, he doesn't care about the farce of arranging flowers in the middle.

I heard that Wang Sanlang was studying in Zongxue. I don’t know when this cheap guy like me would think of sending him to study.

He did not tell the truth in front of his cheap daddy. Not only did he learn the basics, but he also learned the Four Books and Five Classics, but only briefly.

In recent years, the old monk arranged for him to study history, but he did not teach much about the Four Books, Five Classics and historical literature. He wanted to go to school and learn it again...

Just as I was thinking about it, footsteps came from the yard.

Dao Chi sat up and came out of the bedroom.

Qingqiao opened the curtain, and Wang Sanlang came in from the outside.

He had obviously washed himself, and his face was much cleaner. There was only a bruise the size of a broad bean on his lips and under the corner of his nose.

Behind Wang Sanlang were two little maids, one was thirteen or four years old, and the other was ten years old.

Compared with Hong Xiu, who has a enchanting look between her eyebrows, although the two maids brought by Wang Sanlang are not as good-looking as Hong Xiu, they look much more docile.

Seeing the Taoist idiot, Wang Sanlang looked a little ashamed and said, "I was careless. I forgot about Silang before he came here. Hong Xiu was injured because he was short of help." After saying this, he pointed at the older man.

The maid said: "This is Lancao. I used to serve in the study over there. He is the most prudent in his behavior, but he took on Hongxiu's job first." After saying that, he pointed to the young maid: "This is the little maid.

Sui, stay here to run errands for Shiro and send messages. I will make up for it when my wife comes in another day."

One was unwilling, and two were honest and responsible. Dao Chi had nothing to say, but said with uneasiness: "It's not that I dislike Hongxiu and can't be a errand, it's just that I think about her young age, and it hurts her.

At this time, we have to take care of ourselves for a while to avoid future troubles. Otherwise, there may not be anything visible on the outside, but the foundation may be damaged on the inside."

Wang Sanlang said with emotion: "Silang has thought carefully, but she doesn't have to take care of herself for a while. After all, Hong Xiu took this kick for me, and I should take care of her."

Thinking that Hongxiu's recuperation might be longer, he added: "As an elder brother, I shouldn't compete with Shiro. I don't know how long Hongxiu will need to be recuperated, but I can only nourish her in private, otherwise the old lady will have sex with her."

My wife knew that she was not feeling well, so she had to move her out. Or else, let Hongxiu and Lancao completely change their jobs? Let her take over Lancao's job and work in my study over there. She is free from work.

, also suitable for recuperation.”

The Taoist idiot said to himself: "Such an arrangement is a great benefit."

He didn't think to ask Lancao and Xiaosui first if they were willing to be transferred from Tongyuan to Huyuan. This is not a fire pit, and that may not be a Fuwo. If they can be transferred to him, it might be these two little maids.

luck.

The two brothers had nothing to say, so Dao Chi ordered Qingqiao to call Hongxiu.

Hongxiu's little face turned pale. Wang Sanlang thought about the hurtful words his brother said, and felt more and more guilty. He was even more grateful to Dao Chi.

Hong Xiu was obviously overjoyed.

Ever since she knelt down to greet the Taoist idiot, she had almost planned to appoint her. Even if her grandmother had the intention to arrange for her to enter Tongyuan, where could she go without being the wife of the house?

When she heard the third young master speak about their relationship, saying that they had "met each other a few times" and "we only got to know each other better", Hong Xiu's heart grew colder.

Unexpectedly, in just this moment, things would turn around.

She and Qingqiao were brought here temporarily by Nanny Xu, and they didn't bring anything else, so there was no need to pack them away. They kowtowed sincerely and endured their joy to go to Tongyuan with Wang Sanlang.

Orchid grass, green Qiao, spikelet.

Seeing the three little maids returning to his side, Dao Chi's eyes stopped on Qingqiao.

Although I don’t know what else Nanny Xu told Qingqiao when she arranged for her to come over, Qingqiao is obviously honest and cowardly on the outside, but she has an idea on the inside.

Look at Lancao again. He was transferred from Tongyuan to Huyuan for no reason, and there is no trace of resentment on his face. Whether he is really generous or fake, the city government is enough.

Very good, Taoist idiots like to interact with smart people.

After another cup of tea, Wang Sanlang came to the coupling courtyard again, and then he was accompanied by Wang Qi. The two of them came to meet the Taoists and go to the main courtyard to have dinner together...

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I went out with my mother during the day and came back around dinner time. I can only update once today and will make up for it tomorrow.

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