Fang Zheng wiped the cold sweat, stroked his forehead and turned back to his house. He secretly decided that from now on, he would stay away from wherever this girl was. - "Rose with thorns" is no longer enough to describe this girl.
She is so charming, she is simply a piranha who chooses people to be addicted to. I finally traveled to ancient times, and met her when I molested a woman for the first time. It was a bad start, very unlucky, and very unlucky.
Back in the side hall, Mr. Fang and his wife were drinking tea. When they saw Fang Zheng come in, Mrs. Fang winked at Mr. Fang. Mr. Fang coughed dryly and said slowly: "Zheng'er, is that Zhou Wu's girl married?
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Fang Zheng said listlessly: "I don't know, I'm not familiar with her. This is the second time we met today." Both meetings were not pleasant.
Mr. Fang hummed and said: "You can ask Zhou Wu later. If you are not betrothed to someone else, I think this girl is good and she is a good match for my son. I will make the decision for you and invite someone to go to his Zhou family to discuss the marriage."
Family matters."
Fang Zheng was stunned and said: "A good match? Marriage?" He suddenly reacted and his legs softened with fright: "A good match? Me and her? Mi'er?"
Seeing Mr. Fang nodding slowly, Mrs. Fang smiled again and again, with a happy look on her face. It didn't seem like the two elders were joking. Fang Zheng's heart sank. Mom and Dad have fallen in love with this girl. What should I do? Imagine that one day that wild girl
She shyly put on her wedding dress and was married into Fang's house. After taking off her hijab, she revealed a ferocious face and commanded him: "Damn it, give me water to wash my feet!"...
Fang Zheng shivered suddenly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead and nose, and said quickly: "Father, mother, this is not okay, it is absolutely impossible!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Fang's face sank and he said, "Are you still unwilling? I think this girl's appearance, character and education are the best choices, huh! People may not necessarily like you!"
Character? Education? She doesn’t seem to have these two things? She despises me. After all, I am also an outstanding time-travelling young man. How can I marry a fierce woman? Fang Zheng struggled and said: "Father, mother, this move...
Isn't it too rash? After all, my friendship with Fatty lies in it. If this doesn't work out, it will be so embarrassing for everyone when we meet in the future..."
Mrs. Fang said softly: "That's why I asked you to ask Zhou Wu, ask insinuatingly, don't be too direct. Zheng'er, you are not too young. Other people's children have already been married when they are eighteen, and you are the only one."
, If you are neither up to nor down, if you don't settle your life-long affairs, I'm afraid it will be delayed." After saying that, she sighed worriedly.
It doesn't matter if you don't get married at the age of eighteen. In the previous life, there were a lot of people who didn't get married at the age of 28 or 38, and I didn't see them being in a hurry. Fang Zheng didn't think so in his heart, but his mind was racing, trying to find someone.
What a good excuse to put this matter off.
After a long while, Fang Zheng said: "Father, mother, it's not because the child doesn't want to do it, but it's just not feasible. I believe dad has also noticed that this fat man, uh, is Zhou Wu. His family is not simple. He is an ordinary businessman."
, who could have such tutoring and demeanor as his brother and sister? Just as the children sent them out, they saw a dozen men dressed as warriors at the door to pick them up. Looking at the movements of those men, they did not look like ordinary servants guarding the hospital, but they looked quite a bit like them.
The force of Wu Biao was strong, so it can be seen that his brother and sister were not from merchant backgrounds as Zhou Wu mentioned, but they might have come from official families. Think about it, can our Fang family be able to reach the heights of an official family?
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After talking for a long time, the meaning is very clear. It is wrong to live in a wrong house. You and I should not worry about that wild girl and go to bed quickly.
"Huh! You bastard, are you trying to trick me just to refuse?" Mr. Fang snorted dissatisfied.
Fang Zheng was so anxious that he swore: "If I lie to you, I will be your son!"
"Fart! Whether you lie to me or not, he is my son!" Mr. Fang was furious, Mrs. Fang covered her mouth and chuckled, Mr. Fang lowered his eyebrows and looked down, what a harmonious family!
For a long time, Mr. Fang stroked his long beard and said in deep thought: "If it is true as you said, this matter has to be dropped. Most people in the world look down on businessmen. Even if they have tens of millions of wealth, they still have no decent status. How difficult it is!" After saying this, Mr. Fang said.
He sighed, with a rather bleak look on his face. Businessmen had the lowest social status in ancient times, "scholars, farmers, industry and merchants". Businessmen were always at the bottom. It was even more difficult to marry an official.
Mrs. Fang also sighed and said repeatedly: "What a pity, what a pity..."
Fang Zheng saw that his father and mother were in a low mood, as if they were sorry for not being able to give him a good background. Fang Zheng hurriedly said: "Dad, mother, what's wrong with the merchants? Let's live our lives, eat well and wear good clothes. Let's live our lives."
Go away from the jealousy of those so-called officials and scholars, parents don’t have to worry about this matter.”
Mr. Fang and his wife shook their heads and remained silent. Fang Zheng didn't say much when he saw this, so he withdrew after saluting.
The days of studying are always monotonous. Just imagine doing the same thing over and over again every day, going to class, after school, sleeping, going to class again, and then after school... How can such a day be tolerated by a restless person like Mr. Fang?
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Fortunately, Fatty was with him. After getting to know him deeply, he realized that Fatty was really rich. Fang Zheng, the dignified young proprietor of the Fang family business, looked like a beggar in front of him. He could easily spend hundreds of dollars.
Thousands of taels of silver notes were shown off, which made Fang Zheng so excited that he didn't even want to talk to him. And the fat man was not sensitive to numbers. For example, if Fang Zheng told him ten taels of silver, he wouldn't believe even one of them. Fang Zheng didn't know it was him.
Do you have blind trust, or have no concept of this aspect at all?
Someone with a vicious heart might have tricked this kid into the wilderness and kidnapped him, and he would have foolishly paid the ransom out of his own pocket. Fang Zheng's heart was obviously much better, and he just asked him to treat guests to dinner more often.
"Master, it's time to get up." Xiao Lu's faint voice woke Fang Zheng from his dream.
"Ah!" Fang Zheng turned over in pain, covered his head with a quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "Xiaolu, go and ask for leave for me. Just say that my hands hurt today and I can't walk." It's understandable.
It is normal for Fang Zheng to feel tired of studying due to the monotonous study life day after day.
"My hand hurts and I can't walk? Well, okay, slave, please tell me now." Xiaolu's face was still as smooth as a lake, and the old well was not rippled. In her eyes, Master Fang's tricks were just like a little kid rolling around on the ground.
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"Wait a minute, come back!" Fang Zheng jumped up in fright: "You heard wrong, I was talking in my sleep just now, well, how could I let such a wonderful time of studying go to waste? The ancients also heard that the chicken dances, the young master
Of course I don’t want to be second to others…”
Fang Zheng was still verbose, but Xiaolu ignored him, brought the face wash with quick hands and feet, and then came forward to wait on Fang Zheng to dress.
The little girl really doesn't understand Fengqing. If my life is shorter, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the day when her frost thaws. Fang Zheng secretly shook his head. I don't know when this beautiful wish of helping her check up will be fulfilled...
Xiaolu quickly dressed Fang Zheng, while Young Master Fang stood sleepily letting her do what she wanted. Young masters in feudal society were lucky, but in modern times, where could one find a place with such considerate service? Five Stars
A top-notch hotel doesn’t have a service like helping people get dressed?
"Master, what did you hide in your pants?" Xiao Lu's calm voice revealed a bit of curiosity.
"What?" Fang Zheng was still confused.
"That's it," Xiao Lu stretched out her hand and grabbed a stick-shaped object. The tentacles were soft and hard, which was really strange: "What is this?" After saying that, she grabbed it in her slender hand and rubbed it a few times.
Ouch... Fang Zheng shivered with excitement. It felt so comfortable. I was so blessed so early in the morning. How could I, young master, be so favored by God? - What did Xiao Lu catch? No need to introduce it in detail.
Already?
"Ah!" Although Xiao Lu was only fifteen years old, women in ancient times matured precociously, and those gossipy aunties had already taught her what she should know. She looked up and saw Fang Zheng with an expression of ecstasy and enjoyment on his face.
, finally realized what was in his hand, screamed in surprise, quickly let go of his little hand, turned around and ran away with his face flushed.
"Hey! I'm not satisfied yet. What's the matter if it's neither good nor bad..." Fang Zheng muttered dissatisfiedly.
Looking down, he saw a bulge on his lower body, eager to try. Fang Zheng laughed, "Morning erection is a normal physiological phenomenon. This proves that I am a strong man, young master. There is nothing to be shy about. I have to give this girl a hard time if I find an opportunity."
Let’s learn about physiological hygiene. I will give you this a few times every morning from now on. Master, my body and mind will be very happy...
Fang Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, tilted his head for a while, and suddenly realized, - Am I being molested?