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The youth's crisp and cheerful voice suddenly sounded, and the nearby yamen servants were stunned. They all looked at Zhen Qingming and Sanlang back and forth as if they were seeing ghosts.

"Hey, uncle, auntie, wait for me!" Zhen Chen, who had short calves, shouted and followed.

Zhen Qingming stopped suddenly, exasperated, "Shut up!"

Zhen Chen was startled, and quickly covered his mouth, his big eyes wandering around.As soon as they left, the child followed up again, shouting loudly, "Uncle, Auntie."

The pedestrians passing by couldn't help asking Dong Lai who was two steps behind, "Who is this child's name?" If they were not dazzled, there would only be Saburo and adults in front of the child.

Madam explained, Donglai covered her face and said, "Call them." After speaking, he hurried to Sanlang's house and closed the door.

A group of people turned into the main room, Zhen Qingming sat on the chair and patted the table angrily, "Zhen Chen, what are you yelling! Do you know that others will misunderstand!"

As a fairly smart nine-year-old child, who has lived in the prime minister's mansion for many years, his alertness is no less than that of ordinary adults. I saw him running to San Lang in twos and twos, grabbing his arm, " Little aunt, help!"

Saburo didn't dare to provoke Zhen Qingming any more, and said helplessly, "I'm not your aunt."

As soon as these words came out, the main room fell silent for an instant, Mr. Zhen's breathing was suffocated, and then he became normal again, but his face was even uglier than before.

Zhen Chen kept his grandmother's words in mind, if the little aunt is not angry, it means he is very happy, seeing a little smile on the other's face, "I don't care, you are my little aunt." Shake, shake.

"Don't bark!" Xiao Wulang was practicing calligraphy in his room. When he heard someone coming in, he came out to take a look. When he saw Zhen Qingming was very angry, he wanted to turn around. When he heard Zhen Chen's words, he reminded him, "This is my brother. Not your aunt."

"Your brother?" The young man scratched his head and continued to ask without fear of death, "Uncle, what should I call my little aunt's brother?"

"You should be called uncle according to your seniority." Mr. Zhen didn't say anything, Dong Lai spoke first.

Zhen Qingming took a deep breath, stood up abruptly, went up to grab Zhen Chen, "Follow me!"

The young man grabbed Saburo with his other hand, and Saburo couldn't just leave him dead, "It's so hot outside, where are you taking him?" Before he could speak, he asked, "Ah Chen? Have you eaten yet?"

Along the way, Ah Chen heard from Dong that the food Wu Sanlang cooked was so delicious, and before leaving, he was told by the elders in the family that he must take a good look at the legendary little aunt for them, and see him and his uncle pair up. not worthy.Not to mention lunch, he was in a hurry and didn't eat much in the morning.

Saburo didn't say anything, the hot, flushed and sweaty boy forgot his stomach growled, and he was afraid of being alone with Zhen Qingming, so he took advantage of his uncle's pause and pulled back his arm, hugging Saburo waist, raised his head and said pitifully, "Auntie, I'm hungry—"

Saburo couldn't stop laughing secretly, and from the corner of his eye, he saw smoke coming from Zhen Qingming's head, "Then let's eat first." He said and hugged him.

"Third Brother, who is he?" Xiao Wu and Fourth Sister stared at the child in his brother's arms and asked.

"Let's talk about it later, it's not easy for a child to come from the capital." This was said to Zhen County Magistrate who stared at Zhen Chen, and then said, "My lord's nephew."

The boy stayed away from his uncle, and immediately slid off Saburo, "Hello, my name is Zhen Chen," he said, and then asked, "Little aunt, should I call them aunt and uncle?" I'm still young, and I'm always unhappy.

Mr. Zhen's eyes darkened, he staggered, and quickly supported the wall to stand firm.Saburo smiled and said, "No, they are not as old as you, just call each other by their first names." He indirectly acquiesced to the identity of "Little Aunt".

"I know, Dong said that they are two years younger than me." He took out his bosom for a while, took out a purse, took two small animals the size of thumbs from it, and said very maturely, "This is the first time. Let's meet, don't be disgusted."

"Pu Chi", San Lang's hands trembled, and the powder skin he brought up from the well almost fell into the well water, how funny this child is.

"Third brother?" The twins couldn't react when they saw the little white monkey being forced into their hands.

"Achen, I'll play with it for you." Sanlang said and went to the kitchen.

The young man was afraid that his uncle would beat him up, and as soon as Sanlang left, he immediately followed him, and he was afraid that his uncle would attack him suddenly, so he still grabbed Sanlang by the corner of his clothes.

Saburo originally thought he was kissing him, but when he saw him looking out from time to time, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't worry, your uncle won't come over for a while."

"Are you sure?" The lively and cheerful young man was not used to calling strangers such an affectionate title as "Little Aunt".

"I'm so mad at you." Saburo asked while adjusting the sauce, "Why do you call me auntie?"

Zhen Qingming was indeed dizzy, his head was buzzing, and he was about to go back to the county office to wake up, when he heard Sanlang's words, he suddenly stopped and listened.

Seeing that he was busy cooking for himself, Zhen Chen was satisfied. This smiling little aunt looked very good, better than the second aunt. The second aunt had her nostrils upturned when she saw everyone, so he didn't like it anymore.

Saburo was quick to do things, and after a few words with the child, he prepared the sauce and poured it on the translucent white skin, which seemed to whet the appetite.

The young master of Xiangfu had never eaten such a simple food, so he couldn't help asking, "Is this noodles?"

"No, it's just made of flour." He said and gave him a pair of chopsticks, "Taste it first, and I'll warm up the bowl for you." Not long after the meal, the leftover gluten soup was still hot. Xiaowu and Simei's "afternoon tea" was eaten by him. Instead of being angry, the twins stared at him with their chins up and asked, "Achen, is the noodle delicious?"

"Achen, is gluten soup good?"

The boy was very happy to eat, he was reluctant to put down his chopsticks, "It's delicious!"

Seeing this, Saburo was very satisfied, "Little Fifth, Fourth Sister, wait for Ah Chen to finish his meal before talking to him."

"It's okay." Zhen Chen swallowed the powder in his mouth before answering Saburo's question, "When I came here, grandma told me that you and my uncle are in love, so you are my little aunt?"

"What? The third brother likes adults? Why don't I know?" Xiao Wu asked anxiously.

"Adults also like the third brother? Is that what you mean?" Sanlang didn't hold back the fourth sister. Every time Xiaowu learned new knowledge, he would teach the fourth sister. For this reason, Sanlang bought a set of four treasures for the fourth sister. The little girl knew the two feelings What do you mean by happy.As he said that, he turned to look for Zhen Qingming, but the county magistrate ran away when he heard what his nephew said, and he had already reached the gate by now.

"Master, slow down!" Seeing his staggering steps, Dong Lai quickly supported him.

Master Zhen slapped his hand off, "Say, what's going on!" He asked when he got home.

"The old lady asked the younger one how you are doing here and whether you are thin. The younger one said that Sanlang cooks delicious food and you like it very much. Who knew that the old lady actually said that the young master likes Sanlang. No matter how the younger one explains it, it is useless. " Donglai blinked, "Master, do you like Saburo?"

"Get out!" Zhen Qingming pointed to the door to tell him to get out, and when the door was closed, he couldn't help rubbing his brows, leaned back, stared at the spider web on the roof, and couldn't help asking himself, "Do you like Sanlang?" Jumping, his face suddenly changed, he, when did he like men?Thinking about it carefully, it was wrong, he didn't seem to like women before.

The already dizzy head was even more dizzy, even more confused than the noodle soup that San Lang made at noon.

Dong Lai came home to change clothes and came to serve Zhen Chen, San Lang asked, "Where is Master Zhen?"

"My lord, shut yourself in the room, and don't let the little ones in." Donglai saw Young Master Sun having a good meal and playing with Xiao Wu, "Young Master, are you tired?"

"If he's tired, he'll sleep on Xiao Wu's bed, with Mrs. Sun watching over him, so you can go and rest." Saburo thought for a while, "I'll go and have a look."

"What are you looking at?" Donglai followed him, "Sanlang, do you really like our young master?"

Saburo glanced at him, but smiled and said nothing.

Dong Lai shivered, God, Madam is too powerful!

With a "squeak", Zhen Qingming said sullenly, "Get out, don't come in without my order!"

"it's me."

Master Zhen froze, "...what are you doing here?"

San Lang's eyes rolled wildly when he heard this, and he couldn't help but boldly guess that if he didn't feel for him, he should tell him to go out at this moment.In any case, it would not be like this now, drooping his head, as if he didn't know how to face him.

The first time Saburo saw Zhen Qingming, he thought that this man was very handsome.Later, seeing him in the daytime was not counted, but he could still dream of him at night, and Sanlang deeply felt that he was in a deep trap.

We have been together for nearly three months, seeing that we can't eat every day, don't mention how anxious Saburo is, so I walked up to him, opened my mouth and said, "My lord, I like you, do you like me?"

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" Lord Zhen jumped up instantly, his usual seriousness and stability disappeared, like a young man in love who asked Saburo to go out, but didn't dare to meet his eyes.

Saburo raised his hand and pushed him back to the chair, thought for a while, then simply sat on his lap with his legs spread apart, stared into his eyes and said, "I didn't talk nonsense."

Zhen Qingming couldn't help hiding back, but the further he moved back, Saburo's head moved forward two points, and he didn't stop until there was no way to retreat, and the back of the chair diaphragm hurt, and he didn't stop. , Saburo didn't move, "My lord, tell me."

"What are you talking about?" Zhen Qingming turned his head away, the hot breath from Saburo's breath hit his face, making him very uncomfortable, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Then what about this?" Saburo lowered his head and pecked lightly on his face, then let go.Although Sanlang has never opened a shop, he has seen a lot of pigs in his previous life.

Zhen Qingming only felt his body go numb, and quickly turned his head to stop Sanlang, but Sanlang didn't expect him to react so quickly, so he was caught off guard, and their mouths met.Seeing his eyes widen, Saburo burst out laughing, "It turns out that your lord likes this."

"No... um..." Zhen Qingming wanted to refuse, but he was no match for San Lang, his strength was no match for him, and his legs were pinched tightly by San Lang. When San Lang moved his mouth away, Zhen Qingming gasped heavily, " You, you, how can you be so reasonable!"

"Don't you like it?" Saburo asked with a faint smile, but he was actually very uneasy, afraid that Zhen Qingming would hate him, or he had a slight liking for him, but after this incident, he would have no sexual interest in him at all.