Houfu Key Class

Xu Wan was actually very nervous when she said this. She was afraid that she was being sentimental. If someone said no to her, she would definitely find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

Zong Zhao was startled, as if he was unexpected, his dull eyes gradually revealed a smile, he curved the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Okay."

After the meal, Zong Zhao was busy packing his things, put the soft quilt back on the big bed, and shared half of the space with her. During the whole process, he had a faint smile on his face, which he couldn't hide. I didn't mean to cover it up.

Xu Wan silently commented in her heart: She laughs so silly.

In the past, she was lukewarm towards Zong Zhao. Even after she found out that he liked her, she still huddled in her shell like a snail. Maybe she had been poor since she was a child, and she always felt unworthy, and she didn't want to do it even if she didn't want to. Dare to dig deeper.

But Zong Zhao always walked towards her, so unwavering and steady as a mountain, giving her a piece of the sky. There were no heroes to save her, just daily preference, trust, protection, and a look in his eyes. It all made her a little shaken.

She thought: Maybe Zong Zhao is reliable, they all said so.

After the soft couch was carried out, the room became much more spacious. Xu Wan wanted to take a nap as usual. Zong Zhao originally wanted to take a nap with her, but because he suddenly moved back, he was not mentally prepared...

He was very nervous, but he still found a reason seriously: "I remembered that there was still something to do."

Xu Wan suppressed a smile and said, "Okay, then go and do your work."

"..."

She seemed to see right through him.

Zong Zhao was sitting at the desk doing nothing. Hearing his wife's even breathing, his eyes couldn't help but curl up. The general in a good mood picked up the books on the desk and started reading them carefully.

After waking up in the afternoon, Xu Wan went to the ancestral hall to see the two little boys who were punished for copying. He Zheng was just running with him, writing and playing next to him with a pen in his mouth. Zong Jincheng was serious, reflecting on what he had done in the past. Too much.

"Hiss... tell me what I was thinking at that time. Why did I choose that day to cause trouble for her when it was such a big deal?" Ten-year-old Zong Jincheng began not to understand his eight-year-old self.

He Zheng groaned and replied according to their young playboy's way of thinking: "Because that day was the first time you met her, so of course you have to choose the first meeting to show off your power. Otherwise, if you wait until a few days after she gets married, then you will have no effect." It’s a good day.”

The little devil frowned and muttered: "That should be after the wedding banquet is over. There are so many people here, so embarrassing."

He Zheng reminded: "Brother, you were filled with righteous indignation and said, 'It takes so many people to make her mad.' That's why we planned to take action at that time."

Zong Jincheng: "..."

Memories are like a knife, cutting off all his current worries.

Sensing his eldest brother's displeasure, He Zheng quickly suggested: "Brother, who told you that your aunt was not a good person? It's all her fault. She shouldn't have led you, a child, to do bad things. You're taking all the blame. Wouldn’t it be better to put her on her body and then punish her?”

The little devil frowned and replied, "It's Hongyao. Dad sold her when he just came back."

He Zheng: "...There is no other way, let's continue writing a review."

Xu Wan heard this discussion before she came in. It turned out that there was really a red potato behind it. Fortunately, she sent the red potato to Zhuangzi in the first place, otherwise many people would have caused trouble for her.

The two children in the room continued to kneel in the Zong family ancestral hall, twitching their buttocks and writing self-reflections. Xu Wan, who had a very low point of laughter, looked up helplessly, unable to see the funny daily life of the naughty boys.

After Xu Wan went out, she said to Cuizhi: "Let's go and let them write quietly."

"Yes." Cuizhi followed her and asked, "Madam, since the couch has been carried out, do you want to move the things in the bathroom back as well?"

"Bathroom?" Xu Wan didn't react for a moment.

Cuizhi blinked and reminded: "It belongs to the general..."

After being reminded like this, Xu Wan remembered that although there was a small bathroom in her house, the things in it belonged to her. Zong Zhao did not enter her private space. He always went to the big bath in their courtyard. house.

Although it's not a few steps away, but...

Xu Wan coughed and said, "Move, move, move them all back."

"Yes." Cuizhi blessed himself and arranged for someone to do it with a smile.

night.

Xu Wan took a bath, put on her pajamas, came out and said to Zong Zhao: "You can also take a bath in the small bathroom in the house from now on. It will get colder day after tomorrow, and you will have to walk around outside the house after taking a bath. Easy to catch cold."

Although he lived in the military camp all year round and lived a rough life, now that he was back home, it was hard to see him being so out of touch.

Zong Zhao raised his head in surprise and quickly responded. He was about to go out to the bathroom to get something. Xu Wan called out to him: "Um...I've already asked Cuizhi to clean it up for you. There's no need to go out again." She also pointed towards the small bathroom.

Zong Zhao followed her guidance and went to the small bathroom, where new bath water had been replaced. Hot steam and aroma came out of the small bathroom, which were traces of her recent stay.

Zong Zhao said to the maids: "You can go out."

"Yes." Cuizhi left with the maids, leaving behind a message, "General, the old lady asked the slave to bring this here, saying it was for you to see."

"Yeah." After everyone left, Zong Zhao picked up the brochure and opened it to look at it. As soon as he opened it, he discovered what it was.

…

The old lady was the most considerate. Although she didn't deliberately inquire about the situation in their courtyard, she guessed that there was probably no progress just by looking at the young couple's respectful strangers' appearance.

She and the old marquis were so anxious that they were running around in circles. Later one day, the old marquis suddenly reacted and asked, "Did you ask someone to teach Zhaoer how to consummate the marriage?"

"I..." The old lady was stunned by the question, "He is already 26 years old, he doesn't know how?"

The old marquis was stunned: "You really didn't teach him?"

"Ah...?" The old lady remembered, "Oh, Zhaoer didn't have a maid. He used to be focused on studying, and it was impossible for him to read some idle books. Who would tell him these things?"

The old marquis also added: "Although there will be a happy mother-in-law to teach before the marriage, Zhaoer didn't come back to get married."

The old lady: "...It's over."

The old marquis: "...No one really taught him."