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Three years later.

A small county town in the west of Chen Dynasty.

"Father, I want to eat candied haws."

A four or five-year-old child with blond hair and blue eyes was talking coquettishly to a man.

"Zhang Sicheng, haven't you already eaten two skewers?"

The man looked at the child named Zhang Sicheng and asked.

"But I still want to eat!"

"no!"

"Father, I want to eat!"

"I said no, I can't do it!"

The man scowled.

"Huh! If you don't give it, you won't give it! Daddy the cheapskate! I'll ask Aunt Xiaoling for it!"

After speaking, Sicheng ran away angrily.

"You brat! Be careful on the road!"

The man shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, boss, how do you sell this sachet?"

A lady stopped in front of the man's stall and asked.

"Ah, hello~ May I ask which one do you like..."

The man immediately put on a smiling face and greeted him.

This man was Zhang Zheng who fell off the cliff that day.

In the evening, Zhang Zheng rolled up his bedding, carried it on his back, and limped home.

A simple log cabin, at this time is smoking.

Sicheng, who was sitting at the door waiting for Zhang Zheng to come back, saw Zhang Zheng's figure from a distance, and ran towards him happily.

"Dad, you're back!"

Sicheng took Zhang Zheng's hand.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Zhang Zheng asked.

"Where am I angry?"

"Didn't dad not promise to give you candied haws?"

"Yes. But anyway, I've already eaten two skewers."

"You boy."

Zhang Zheng stroked his son's head with a loving expression on his face.

Go back to the cabin.

"Xiaoling, I'm back."

Zhang Zheng put down his things and said to Xiao Ling who was busy working on the stove.

"Hey bro, are you back?"

"Ah."

"Wait a little longer, the food will be ready soon."

"It's okay, take your time."

Zhang Zheng went out and sat with Sicheng under an osmanthus tree.

"Sicheng, did you study hard today?"

Zhang Zheng asked.

"I learned it. I wrote down everything my father told me to recite."

"That's good."

Zhang Zheng put his arms around Sicheng.

"But dad, why do you have to let me learn that thing called 'English'? The friends nearby say they have never heard of English." Sicheng asked puzzled.

"Son, you have to believe that father will not harm you. English is spoken by people living in the far west. After learning it, you will be able to communicate with them without barriers."

"But, I'm the only one studying."

"Silly boy, Dad is asking you to be the first person to eat crabs."

"But Dad, I don't like eating crabs?"

"Stinky boy! Your father is using this as a metaphor."

"Oh."

"Brother, Sicheng, it's time to eat!"

At this time, Xiaoling in the house called them in for dinner.

"Great, we can finally eat!"

Said, Sicheng jumped up and ran towards the house.

"Hey, boy, remember to wash your hands before eating!"

Zhang Zheng followed closely behind.

Only after becoming a father did he realize that he has to care about any movement of his children all the time.

Halfway through the meal, a woman in red floated in, kissed Sicheng on the head, and sat down beside him.

"Girl Hongniang, you are back! Sicheng misses you to death!"

Sicheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, and threw himself into the matchmaker's arms regardless of the oil still on his mouth.

"Sicheng, your face is full of oil, just rubbing it on your red lady!"

Zhang Zheng is about to pull Sicheng away.

"It's okay. The clothes can still be washed when they are dirty. If my little baby is unhappy, I will be very distressed."

The matchmaker touched Sicheng's head and said with a smile.

"Why did you go for so long this time? You won't encounter any trouble, right?"

Zhang Zheng asked with concern.

"Hmm." The matchmaker was silent for a while, then struggled for a while and replied.

"Aren't you hurt?"

"No."

"That's good."

"Xiaoling, quickly serve me a bowl of rice, I'm starving to death."

The matchmaker said.

"Hey, good!"

It's strange to say that Matchmaker and Zhang Zheng were supposed to be enemies, but that day Zhang Zheng fell to the bottom of the cliff, and Matchmaker happened to pass by and rescued him.He still doesn't know why Hong Niang saved him.

After dinner, the matchmaker took out a bag of silver and put it on the table: "This is the living expenses for this time."

"Is it too much?"

"Where is there too much? This is for my little baby, not for you. You must not abuse Sicheng!"

"Please, is Sicheng my son?"

"Stop rambling! Be careful that my old lady will kill you!"

"Aunt Hong Niang, you can't kill my father!"

Sicheng hurriedly stood in front of Zhang Zheng, covering him with open arms, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Oh, my aunt won't kill me, my aunt won't kill me."

The matchmaker immediately hugged Sicheng into her arms, and she hated Sicheng crying the most.

In private, Zhang Zheng was also very curious and asked the matchmaker why he liked Sicheng so much.The matchmaker only answered four words - hit it off.

Zhang Zheng couldn't laugh or cry, the blood left in Sicheng's body was definitely from the west, how could the matchmaker hit it off right away.But after thinking about it later, it is indeed true, Sicheng is so cute, how can people not like it?When he first saw Sicheng by the river, he had an indescribable feeling.This feeling drove him to pick Sicheng up from the tub and take him home.

Probably, this is the fate between everyone.

Zhang Zheng's habit of sleeping until the sun rises has not changed after such a long time.Incidentally, Sicheng also developed the same habit as him.

"Son, get up."

Zhang Zheng stretched out sleepily to pat his son on the back.

With a "snap", Zhang Zheng only felt that there was something wrong with the hand feeling this time, and there was a tingling feeling.

He jumped up in a sudden start, and cried out:

"Sicheng! Sicheng! Where are you?"

The son didn't see it, but he saw a person he had been yearning for day and night——Chen Shilei.

"Fuck? Chen Shilei? Damn, I must be dreaming." As he spoke, Zhang Zheng slapped himself.

After seeing that Chen Shilei was still there, he prepared to slap the other side of the face.But Chen Shilei stopped him.

"Slavery, long time no see."

Chen Shilei's eyes were full of Zhang Zheng.

"Fuck! Chen Shilei, it's really you! Also, where are you taking me?"

Only then did Zhang Zheng realize that he was in the carriage.

"go home."

"Go back to hell! Where's my son?"

"son?"

"Why are you looking at me like that? Let me tell you, Chen Shilei, if you dare to do anything to my son, I will fight you!"

Zhang Zheng looked like a cannibal.

"Why don't you go to the capital to find me? Huh?"

Chen Shilei hugged Zhang Zheng into his arms, his tone full of bitterness.

"Hey, Chen Shilei, don't change the subject. Where's my son? Where's my son? Where's my son?"

Zhang Zheng struggled.

"If you're talking about that brat with blond hair and blue eyes, I've already asked Xiao Ling to take him in the carriage behind."

"You stink! Your whole family stinks!"

"Why are you scolding yourself?"

"I scolded you!"

"You just said that the whole family, you are my wife, are you saying that you are scolding yourself?" Chen Shilei chuckled lightly.

"Bah, who is your wife? Let me go, I'm going to see my son!"

"Don't let it go! I won't let it go this time no matter what."

As he spoke, Chen Shilei hugged Zhang Zheng tightly and buried his head on his shoulder.

Zhang Zheng was stunned, because he felt the coolness on his shoulders.

Chen Shilei, crying.

Zhang Zhengshou hugged him uncontrollably and responded.

Beijing.

At the gate of the new general's mansion, the servants stood neatly on both sides, ready to welcome their general's wife.

Three years ago, their lord general wrote a letter of divorce without saying a word, and divorced all the four wives in the mansion.It is said that because of this, the general had a falling out with his mother, and then he moved out of the old general's mansion to the new general's mansion newly given by the emperor, which was only a quarter of the original general's mansion. He has not married yet.

Soon, the carriage drove forward and stopped at the door.

Chen Shilei got off the carriage first, turned around, and stretched out his hands to the people in the carriage.

Afterwards, Zhang Zheng leaned out and jumped into Chen Shilei's arms reluctantly.

"Well, it's a bit heavier." Chen Shilei said while hugging Zhang Zheng.

"Chen-Shi-Lei, I'll fuck your uncle!"

Zhang Zheng roared angrily.

"Congratulations, Sir General, to return home!"

At this time, the servants greeted each other neatly.

"Yes. This is your general's wife, I have seen it clearly for this general." Chen Shilei said.

"Meet the general's wife."

The servants saluted again.

While Chen Shilei was still hugging Zhang Zheng, a little guy suddenly jumped on him and shouted:

"You bastard! Let go of my father! Otherwise, I will fight you!"

While speaking, he also beat Chen Shilei's thigh with his fist.

Chen Shilei raised his eyebrows, hugged Zhang Zheng with one hand, and Sicheng who was barking his teeth and claws at him with the other, and said:

"By the way, this is General Ben's son."

"I have seen the young master."

"Chen Shilei, don't talk nonsense, Sicheng is my son!"

"You are all mine now." Chen Shilei whispered in Zhang Zheng's ear.

It made Zhang Zheng blush all of a sudden.

"Boy, what's your name?" Chen Shilei asked.

"My name is Zhang Sicheng! Who are you?" Sicheng asked vigilantly.

"I'm dad."

"But I already have a father."

"I'm the older one."

"Big, Daddy?"

"Well, what a good boy! Let's go, let's go home."

With that said, Chen Shilei carried Zhang Zheng and Sicheng into the General's Mansion.

night.

After Zhang Zheng begged for mercy for the seventh time, someone finally got away from him and hugged him sideways.

"Chen Shilei, how long have you been suppressed?"

Zhang Zheng asked with some exhaustion.

"Three years and three months."

Someone said softly.

Zhang Zheng: ...

"Nuzheng, I miss you so much, really, really miss you so much."

Chen Shilei murmured behind Zhang Zheng's ear.

"Um……"

Zhang Zheng held his hand.

"I--"

Chen Shilei had a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to say to Zhang Zheng, but he couldn't say them as soon as they came to his mouth.

"I miss you as well."

Zhang Zheng's hand was free on Chen Shilei's arm.

"However, how do you know I'm still alive?"

"That day I ran into a matchmaker in a place, and then saw that she had a sachet that was exactly the same as mine, and I could smell a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. I couldn't believe it at the time, so I sent someone to monitor her every move Move. Finally, my subordinate reported to me that she often went back to a small county town in the west. The subordinate also told me that the place she entered was a small wooden house with sweet-scented osmanthus trees. Now, I am sure you The news that you are still alive. Then I can't wait to set off to pick you up."

"It turns out that's the case. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't bother me, just show the matchmaker a new sachet."

Zhang Zheng was annoyed.

"If this is the case, how can I find you? However, let the past be the past. Now, the most important thing is to grasp the present moment." Chen Shilei rubbed his head against Zhang Zheng, and said ambiguously.

"Hmm. Hey, wait, Chen Shilei, why are you—"

Before Zhang Zheng finished speaking, someone turned over and pressed him again.

Chen Shilei, I, I'm going to fuck you! ! !

(Finish)

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The author has something to say: emmmm, it took almost three months, so it is considered finished.

The writing style is still so bad, the plot is still so weak, but I will still study hard and improve.

This can be regarded as the first true conclusion of Teacup.

Again, thank you to the little angel who has been reading the teacup book.

If so, let's see each other in the next book. (Although I don't know when the next book will be QwQ)