Doyoshi Kazume

One year, four seasons.

Meng Hetang accompanied them outside the city.

Zhou Hang recited his words and practiced kung fu, while he drank tea and teased the bird with a plate of walnuts.Master summoned him to go back in a hurry, and rushed back again, not willing to delay for a moment.

But this day, the sun has set and Meng Hetang has not come back yet.Zhou Hang felt a little empty in his heart, and he just took a few mouthfuls of dinner and went back to the house.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "Master, Mr. Meng asked me to pick you up."

Zhou Hang heard that it was the servant of Tingfengtang, and quickly opened the door, "Go back to the house? What happened?"

"Nothing happened, don't worry. The carriage is right outside the door, you should get in first."

The servant invited Zhou Hang into the carriage, and then said, "Our Second Young Master and Young Master Yang are back. The Master said that he will also invite you back to get acquainted with each other."

"Ah, good news!" Zhou Hang always heard Meng Hetang mention the Second Master and Young Master Yang, who are the ones who can stand up in Deyunli and are one of Mr. Guo's most proud disciples, and they grew up together. He is a very good brother.

But the second master caught up with his throat a few years ago, so he went back to his hometown in Tianjin for recuperation. Mr. Guo was worried because of the second master's temperament, so he asked Mr. Yang to follow him.This time it is completely cultivated.

After the carriage stopped smoothly, the door curtain was lifted by the people outside. When Zhou Hang saw that it was Meng Hetang, he immediately smiled and let go of his strained heart.

"Isn't it cold to wait all this time?"

"I didn't wait all this time." Meng Hetang stretched out his hand to help Zhou Hang out of the carriage.

"Young Second Master's battle is really big." Zhou Hang looked at the red lanterns and red silk hanging high in the mansion and whispered in admiration.

"I'll get you a more grand one when you come back." Meng Hetang smiled at Zhou Hang's envious silly look, "Just call him Brother Braid."

Zhou Hang laughed even more happily. Perhaps Brother Meng was casually saying something coaxing, but he was very happy and satisfied, as if this was prepared for himself.

"Stop smirking, I'm going into the house." Meng Hetang patted Zhou Hang's head and said.After all, it's still in the probation period, so it's not okay for the master to see that he broke the rules.

Zhou Hang nodded, and followed Meng Hetang into the house.

"Master, master wife!" Meng Hetang let go of Zhou Hang's hand and raised his robe to salute.

"Sir, Ma'am." Zhou Hang also followed up and saluted.

"Hey, good boys," said the lady with a smile.

"Meng'er!"

Zhou Hang was more sensitive to Meng Hetang's name than his own name, and Brother Meng turned his head when he heard someone calling him.

I saw two tall and handsome men standing still at the door, one gentle and elegant waving a folding fan with a joyful smile on his face, and the other lively and playful Fu Fen He Lang leaned slightly and stood beside his corner, also smiling , but his eyes became lost in a line when he smiled a little.

"Little pigtail! Xiangzi!" Meng Hetang hurriedly stepped forward to hold the hands of the two, "It's considered back, I miss you all!"

He reached out and touched the back of Zhang Yunlei's head, "The braid is cut off."

"That's right, I can't keep it anymore when I grow up." Zhang Yunlei said with a smile.

"That's also a pigtail." Turning to look at Yang Jiulang again, "Xiangzi, you've lost weight."

"That's right! I have to serve Jiao'er, torture me every day, how can I not lose weight!" Yang Jiulang seized the opportunity, and complained frantically, "Brother, you don't know, let me tell you..."

"Yang Jiulang, when did I torture you?" Zhang Yunlei gave Yang Jiulang a sharp look before he finished speaking, which made Yang Jiulang's face turn pale with fright, and he immediately changed his words, "No, I took the initiative to let you go." Horns are ruined."

Meng Hetang laughed out loud, these two people were still the same as before, one was very impatient, the other was not submissive, they quarreled every day, and the one who finally coaxed must be Yang Jiulang.

In Yang Jiulang's words, if he has a bad temper, then I will change it, and I will follow him.

"Meng'er, I heard that you brought back a child?" Yang Jiulang squinted his eyes and asked quietly.

"What did you pick up? Even if you pick it up, you've picked up a treasure." Meng Hetang looked at Yang Jiulang who was winking at him and said.

"Oh! I understand." Yang Jiulang deliberately pulled the long tone and blinked at Meng Hetang, "It's okay."

"Do you think I can see your eyes?" Meng Hetang felt helpless when he saw this squinting man frantically winking at him.He turned his head and waved to Zhou Hang to signal him to come over.

"This is all brothers."

Zhou Hang has a good memory, he remembers everything Meng Hetang said, the tall and handsome one is Zhang Yunlei, "Hi, senior braid!"

The one with fair skin and small eyes is Yang Jiulang, "Hello, Senior Brother Jiulang."

"Hello, hello." Zhang Yunlei waved to Zhou Hang and looked at Yang Jiulang, "You two are brothers."

"Pfft!" Meng Hetang couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yang Jiulang snorted, cast a glance at Zhang Yunlei and said nothing.

"No, no, his eyes are bigger than yours." After Zhang Yunlei finished speaking, the two laughed even louder.

Just as Mr. Guo was about to speak, his wife stopped him, "The children must have a lot to say after not seeing each other for many years, let them go."

Seeing his wife talking, Mr. Guo had no choice but to drink tea in a dull mood.

"Don't pay attention to him," Yang Jiulang ignored Meng Hetang and Zhang Yunlei who laughed so presumptuously.Laugh, laugh, beware of being scolded by the master!

Then he turned his head and put his hands on Zhou Hang's shoulders. Since he was half a head taller than him, he had to bend slightly and said, "You don't have to be so polite, I'm definitely older than you, just call me brother."

"Okay, Brother Jiulang. My name is Zhou Hang." Zhou Hang likes these two senior brothers, not only because they are the people Meng Ge likes.

"Yes, Xiaohang, you don't have to be so polite." Zhang Yunlei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I'm Zhang Yunlei, and my name is Brother Braid."

"Brother Braid." Zhou Hang said with a smile.

I was quite nervous before I entered the door. On the way here, I also heard the young man talk about Brother Zhui'er's past, and I was afraid that I would be inappropriate.After this meeting, Zhou Hang found out that the two elder brothers are good-natured people without so many rules, so Zhou Hang naturally relaxed and had fun with them.

"I heard from Master that you know Sanxian and Peking Opera?" Zhang Yunlei asked with a smile. He is as mature as Xiaotao at a young age, which is quite cute.

"Know a thing or two." Zhou Hang said modestly.

"Let's compete with each other another day."

"it is good."

The whole family had a lively dinner, and the aroma of wine and food accompanied by the heat in the room warmed everyone's hearts and stomachs.

Seeing the days go by day by day, Zhou Hang got up earlier and worked harder day by day.In return, Mr. Gao was full of praise.

The one who was happiest to hear Mr. Gao's praise was Meng Hetang. He always patted his chest. We have a good vision, and the person we chose is right.

The one-year appointment came as scheduled, and Meng Hetang brought Zhou Hang and Mr. Gao's autographs into Beijing.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Meng Hetang let the carriage go straight to Guo's mansion, and didn't even have time to go to his godfather to say hello.

Meng Hetang led Zhou Hang's wrist into the door, and everyone in the house watched as Young Master Meng led Zhou Hang to the front yard confidently.

"Master!"

Mr. Guo put down the brush, walked around the desk slowly, and came to the front hall.Only Zhou Hang was left alone, and everyone else was kicked out.

Meng Hetang, who was locked out of the door, was in a bad mood. I think he was not so nervous when the master tested him back then, and he answered calmly and calmly. How could he be cowardly when he was replaced by Zhou Hang?

"Brother, let's stop wandering around. It's like waiting for your wife to have a baby." Shaobing frowned and said, looking at Meng Hetang who was pacing back and forth.

"Wow, I was much more anxious than him when my wife gave birth." Yue Yunpeng said with a smile.

"Brothers, don't make fun of me, I'm really nervous." Meng Hetang stopped when he heard the jokes of the two brothers, and his heart calmed down a little.

Suddenly, Mr. Guo's laughter came through the door and window.

"It's done, brother." Shaobing patted Meng Hetang on the shoulder.Meng Hetang also looked at the smiling face of Shaobing, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Congratulations, mother and child are safe."

"Come in, come in." Mr. Guo shouted, but couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Seeing that everyone was there, he slowly said, "Xiaoyue, go get the family tree."

"Hey!" Yue Yunpeng agreed with a smile, turned around and went to the back room, and handed over the family tree respectfully under the eyes of everyone looking forward to it.

Mr. Guo opened the family tree, turned directly to the blank page, and picked up the brush.

"Zhou Hang is ranked in the nine-character category, what character does the master bestow?" Everyone asked.

Mr. Guo already had a plan in mind, "Good." After all, it was written on the family tree, vigorous and powerful.

"Jiuliang, Liang, is Congliang Liang? Hahaha." Shaobing Lai was smacking the word in his mouth, but suddenly came this sentence, which made all the brothers and sisters present laugh.

"Go, go, no one is in good shape," Mr. Guo glared at Shaobing, and then said, "Boss Gao brought me a letter, saying that Jiuliang's school is the first in homework, and he is a good boy with excellent morals. Look at Looking at you one by one, you will play tricks." This last sentence was said while looking at the biscuits.

"It doesn't matter who taught it..." Shaobing continued to mutter without fear of death. This sentence became weaker and weaker with Mr. Guo's eyes and voice.

The brothers present all hoped that the sesame seed cakes would be better off for themselves, and it would be better to live a few more years.

"Good boy, follow Meng Hetang with peace of mind from now on." Mr. Guo said to Zhou Jiuliang with a smile.

"Thank you, master!" Zhou Jiuliang smiled, rolled his eyes, and knocked his head on the ground.

Meng Hetang, who was behind him, smiled from ear to ear, cupped his hands and stepped forward, "Don't worry, Master."

The author has something to say: I am at the level of a primary school student, and I don't have any fancy words, just plain vernacular. 2333 look forward to it ∠(｀ω?*) salute