Chosen Son

When Gu Fan returned to the yard, the child was already tired from playing, and was lying on the temporary bunk and fell asleep, looking cute and cute, it was much more painful than when he was awake.

He sat down on a chair beside him, grabbed the leftover snacks on the table and ate them, while thinking about what the second lady said.

The structure of the Yang Mansion is simple, although there are many people, there are not many important ones, and there is almost no difficulty in reasoning.If there is a direct interest relationship with him, there are only two people, Yang An and Yang Zheng. The nurses and maids around.Among them, there are only three people who have the power to drive him away, one is the second wife who has blew herself up, Yang An is very satisfied with him now, it is definitely impossible, then the only one left is the eldest lady.

It's just that it's easy to guess who it is, and what method they use is beyond Gu Fan's ability. After all, the enemy is in the dark and he is in the light. Follow the script honestly.

The feeling of being thought of being tricked was really uncomfortable, he put the last piece of mung bean cake into his mouth a little depressed, and saw Jin'er hurried in from outside holding a large stack of books, looking very struggling.Gu Fan wiped his hands, and took more than half of it from her hand: "Thanks for your hard work, these are all sent by the master?"

Someone helped, and Jin'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, freeing up a hand to wipe off the sweat: "Yes, Mr. Gu."

Gu Fan flipped through a few books on the surface, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little: "The master is too eager to get it right, let such a young child let him read this?"

If you let him watch this at the age of eight, he might give up reading and draw pictures on the book...

Jin'er smiled and said: "The young master is the only son of the master. Of course the master is impatient. Besides, he is not young at the age of eight. The son of the Shen family, who everyone calls the child prodigy, is only 12 years old, and he can compete with the current emperor in the court." The answers are fluent, and if you are older, you will directly enter the court as an official, and it will not be a place to talk about age."

This year's other people's children seem to be very fierce... Gu Fan silently felt sorry for Yang Zheng, who was sleeping innocently, and helped her move the books into the house.

"Since it's not in use for the time being, I'll help Mr. put the book in the cabinet inside." Jin'er said.

Gu Fan said "Yes", and just wanted to help her, but she refused: "Sir, go and see the young master, there is no one in the yard, I am a little worried, just leave it to me, it's okay .”

She was always busy in the yard, and Gu Fan knew her well, seeing what she said, he didn't insist anymore.

Probably because of the pleasant weather today, the child woke up rubbing his eyes after sleeping until evening. The moment he sat up, he saw the empty plate and woke up instantly.

The instigator didn't feel guilty at all. While chewing the newly picked walnuts, he was meditating on the roots of the big tree in the yard, as if some treasure was buried inside.Seeing that he was awake, he pouted at the room: "Are you awake? Go practice calligraphy in the room. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all prepared for you. Practice for half an hour and eat later."

The child looked depressed: "I don't want to practice calligraphy."

Gu Fan swallowed the walnuts, and patted the dregs on his hands: "Okay, if you don't want to practice calligraphy, you can memorize it. Just the poetry anthology I read yesterday, and the four poems I learned. I'll check after memorizing."

Yang Zheng: "..."

Xu Shi was praised by Yang An during the day, and the child was still a little flustered, and while reluctantly rubbing his way into the room, he asked, "Sir, what do you eat walnuts for?"

"Ah." Gu Fan put another one into his mouth expressionlessly, "Replenish the brain."

There is no way, being tossed about by your own mother and stepmother, one wanted to stab a knife in the back, and the other provided endless clues, I am really sad.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he added: "Hurry up, or else we will eat carrots and fried green peppers at night, and there will be no other dishes."

The inexplicably blamed child trembled in fright and rushed into the study.

Fortunately, Gu Fan was so angry that he would not really use the food to make a knife—or maybe he considered that he would also have dinner at the same table with Yang Zheng. In short, the dinner was as sumptuous as ever.Yang Zheng finished the meal in threes and fives, and looked up at him expectantly: "Sir!"

Gu Fan looked into his shining eyes, and somehow had a bad premonition: "What's wrong?"

"There is a lantern festival tonight, I want to see it!"

Gu Fan's eyes darkened, and he almost lost his grip on the chopsticks.

Where is the Lantern Festival, huh?Throughout the ages, the places where the most children are lost in the novels are full of people, and if anyone wants to do it, it is simply a loophole.

But looking at the child's expectant eyes, he was reluctant to refuse. After weighing it over and over again, he answered him ambiguously: "I don't have the right, you can ask your father. If he agrees, I will agree."

"Daddy agreed, but he just ordered to bring a few more servants." Yang Zheng seemed to have guessed his answer a long time ago, and jumped up happily at this moment, "Sir, you are very kind."

...I'm not okay at all.Gu Fan slandered Yang An who left the child in his care, and resigned himself to packing up his things.

I can only pray that nothing happens tonight.

Facts have proved that the plot of the storybook will only appear in the storybook, and the reality is relatively gentle.

This is actually the first time Gu Fan has left the house since he came to this world. Although he has watched ancient movies and TV dramas, he has the most authentic experience when he is actually in them.

Things like lantern festivals always mean bright, lively and surging crowds, especially at the feet of the emperor, which is even more prosperous like a dream.On both sides are large and small stalls that look patchwork, each with a unique lantern hanging on it, the orange halo slowly swaying with the evening wind, clustered along the long street into a long string of dots.Most of the stalls sell small gadgets, some are snacks that children like to eat, some are jewelry pendants, and the most popular ones are all kinds of lanterns.People in this world have probably developed it into a kind of culture, whether it is in the shape design or the use of color, it is unique and coordinated.Even Gu Fan, who thinks he is practical, can't help but buy a small one and hold it in his hand.

What reassured him a little was that Yang Zheng was not as naughty as he imagined, and he followed him obediently all the time, only occasionally showing excited eyes, probably because he was suffocated in the mansion.

So why should quality education be promoted... Gu Fan was a little bit emotional, he, a half-hearted teacher, still didn't think carefully.

There are indeed a lot of people on the street, most of them are young couples who come out to play with their children, and there are quite a few people in such a big battle like them, it seems that the narrow street is a bit crowded.

After strolling around for a while, Gu Fan saw more and more people, so he led Yang Zheng through the alley to the river to breathe.

This is almost a river that has not been subjected to industrial pollution. It clearly reflects the lights on the river bank, looking blurred and dreamy.

Yang Zheng was fascinated by the sight, pulled his sleeves and shouted: "Look, sir!"

Gu Fan followed his line of sight and saw a river lantern floating slowly towards him.

He knows the custom of releasing river lanterns. Most of the river lanterns carry the good wishes of the lantern casters, or they are tools for lovers to express their feelings.However, the river lantern itself drifts with the tide, and there is no certainty where it can go or who will pick it up. It can only be regarded as a vain sustenance.When he saw it for the first time, he thought it was a river lantern that floated by mistake, but when he looked at it, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was. After staring at it for a long time , he finally found out where the problem was.

This river lantern was floating towards them against the current, and its speed was very arrogant, and it was still accelerating quietly, for fear that others would not notice that there was something wrong with it.

The place they live in is very remote, behind a shop, and usually few people come.Yang Zheng just found it novel, but he broke out in a cold sweat from fright. Just as he was about to drag the child back, he saw the river lantern hit the bank with a "bang" and then stopped moving.

This is a very subtle distance, it stops at a place where Yang Zheng can reach but Gu Fan can't reach, so that when Gu Fan wanted to stop Yang Zheng, the child had already reached out to take it He got up, then picked up the note on it, turned his head to Gu Fan with some doubts:

"Sir, what is this?"

Gu Fan felt that his heart was about to stop, so he quickly took it over, and was stunned when he saw it. There was actually a string of Arabic numerals written on the paper: "534."

In his limited memory bank, he remembered that Arabic numerals were not popularized in this world.Then this note can only be...

He silently put away the note, touched Yang Zheng's head, and tentatively said: "It's probably just a few random strokes, but I didn't see it. It's getting late, why don't we go back?"

Seeing that Yang Zheng was still staring at him with some doubts and curiosity, he quickly changed the subject: "Didn't the young master take a fancy to a beautiful hanging lamp just now? On the way back, how about we bought it and hung it in the yard?"

After all, Yang Zheng was still a child at heart, he jumped up for joy when he heard this sentence, he put the matter of the note behind him in a blink of an eye, and hurriedly dragged him back to the street.

Gu Fan walked back with him, while rubbing the small note in his hand, feeling a little indescribably complicated for a moment.

He didn't think that he was just making a joke casually, and someone took it seriously.Not only did she take it seriously, but she also picked such a favorable time and place to tell him in such a strange way, not only told him...

Not only told him, but he didn't understand anything.

This is really too real, Gu Fan thought bitterly.

The author has something to say: When I was writing, I found that my resentment towards carrots was really deep...

By the way, the list makes people hardworking (although it doesn’t go anywhere