I studied abroad in modern times

Hearing Wang Gui calling "young master", the people in the farm also knew that the person who came was a big shot in the mansion.

Almost all the farmers surrounded the carriage, looking at the seventh young master with awe and a little flattery.

Steward Wang was the most conspicuous. He knelt in front of the crowd, prostrating himself, with a very standard posture. This was specially trained by him. His reputation for loyalty among some big shots in the Zhao family was accumulated from the small details of his every move.

For a long time, the seventh young master didn't speak.

Steward Wang looked up carefully and saw that the seventh young master didn't look at him at all, but at the door of the carriage.

Zheng Fa was getting out of the carriage and jumping to the ground, just... jumping in front of Steward Wang.

When the two looked at each other, their eyes were a little confused.

Perhaps his posture was too respectful, Zheng Fa even unconsciously made a gesture to stand up.

But Manager Wang stood up consciously first, then his face stiffened unconsciously, his cheeks turned red, and his eyes slowly moved from Zheng Fa to the Seventh Young Master, who smiled as if he hadn't seen anything.

Wang Gui watched from the side, his heart full of doubts:

My father knelt to Zheng Fa?

No, why is Zheng Fa still standing? Not only can he walk, but he can even jump?

Why is the Seventh Young Master standing with Zheng Fa, talking and laughing, and looking very close?

He had an incredible jealousy in his heart - when he was a book boy, the Seventh Young Master never smiled at him.

"Master, why are you here at the manor?"

Wang Gui couldn't help wondering.

"Oh, I'm here to pick someone up."

Wang Gui's heart was filled with joy again. Sure enough, the Seventh Young Master was still thinking about the Misty Rain Tower, no, thinking about his loyalty!

Although it seems that Zheng Fa has won the favor of the Seventh Young Master through some dirty tricks, the arrival of the Seventh Young Master makes him sure that the Young Master still has feelings for him!

Wang Gui is very confident in his talent as a lackey: One day, I, Wang Gui, will become the number one lackey under the Young Master!

"Pick someone up?" When Manager Wang heard these two words, he also looked at his own Wang Gui. Doesn't the Seventh Young Master only know his own son in this village?

"Zheng Fa, where are your mother and your sister? Are they here?" The Seventh Young Master patted his head and turned back to ask Zheng Fa.

"Brother!"

Seeing Zheng Fa's eyes looking at him, Zheng Shan, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help it and jumped and shouted beside Zheng's mother.

The Seventh Young Master pulled Zheng Fa to Zheng's mother.

Zheng's mother first looked at Zheng Fa's face carefully and found that he not only had no signs of suffering, but was even fatter.

A smile appeared on her face.

"Mother, Madam Grace asked me to take you and your sister to live in the city."

Zheng's mother, who wanted to speak, was suddenly stunned and didn't know what to say.

Wang Gui was more like being struck by lightning, and couldn't believe his ears.

Aren't you here to pick me up?

To take Zheng Fa's family?

It was the farmers around who heard it and reacted more loudly and quickly.

"Go to the city? The whole family is going? The Zheng family is going to be prosperous, and the ancestral graves are smoking!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's obviously Zheng Fa who is respectable in the mansion. Look, even the seventh young master came back with him."

"I told you that Zheng Fa is a great kid!"

"Bullshit, you said before that Zheng Fa didn't speak all day like a mute, and he must have no future!"

Amid the envy and regretful discussions of the people around her, Zheng's mother seemed to have just come back to her senses, but she looked at Zheng Fa, then at the seventh young master, and opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

Zheng Fa gently held her hand: "Mom, we haven't eaten yet, we are all hungry. Can you make us something to eat?"

"No?" Zheng's mother heard that her son was hungry, and she didn't think about anything else at once. She turned around and walked home: "Mom will make it for you right away!"

After walking two steps, she suddenly stopped, looked back at the Seventh Young Master beside Zheng Fa, and whispered to Zheng Fa: "Seventh Young Master didn't eat either?"

"Yes."

"This... There is no meat at home, only coarse grains eaten by farmers. I'm afraid that a noble like the Seventh Young Master can't eat it..."

On the side, the Seventh Young Master frowned and wanted to say something.

But Manager Wang suddenly spoke: "Young Master, my family has some simple meals. Although it is not as good as the mansion, it is more decent than the Zheng family. Young Master, please come to my house for a simple meal."

Zheng Fa felt that his mother's hands holding his arm tightened, and when he turned back, he saw Zheng's mother's slightly gloomy expression.

He knew that Mother Zheng was overthinking. At this moment, she probably felt that the conditions of the Zheng family and her own reaction had embarrassed Zheng Fa.

After Steward Wang said this, the Seventh Young Master fell into a brief contemplation.

He looked at Zheng Fa, and then at Steward Wang.

Steward Wang smiled respectfully and enthusiastically.

"Do you have wine at home?"

"Yes!"

"Do you have meat?"

"Yes!"

"Do you have grain?"

"Yes!"

"Then your family is well off."

"It's all the grace of the mansion..."

The farmers around looked at Steward Wang with a little envy. To be fair, they had to admit that Steward Wang's family was the most respectable in the farm.

If the Seventh Young Master went to his own home, they would probably be as terrified as Mother Zheng.

Bang!

The Seventh Young Master clapped his hands and said, "Isn't this simple? The young master wants to go to the Zheng family for dinner. Your family has everything, so just take some and send it to the Zheng family!"

"Ah?" Even though Steward Wang claimed to be indifferent to fame and fortune, the smile on his face froze at this moment. Looking at the face of the Seventh Young Master as if it was a matter of course, he turned his head and looked at Wang Gui.

For the first time, Wang Gui saw not disdain on his father's face, but deep apology. At this moment, he understood the expression on his father's face:

What kind of life did you live when you were a book boy!

Zheng Fa and Gao Yuan looked at each other. This man is really...

Happy to see when he is a dog to others!

...

"Young Master, this..."

"Why, you don't allow me to eat your things?" The Seventh Young Master's dog face turned black.

"Of course you can! Wang Gui! Go and send all the wine, food and bacon in your home to the Zheng family!" Steward Wang suppressed his anger and patted his son who was in a daze.

"Dad! Send all the meat over? Then there will be only a few chickens left at home?" Wang Gui was of course unwilling in his heart. His family was richer than Zheng Fa's, but he didn't lose his family like this.

"Does your family raise chickens?" The Seventh Young Master answered, looking very interested.

"Kill another chicken!" Steward Wang kicked Wang Gui and told him to get out of here, fearing that if he asked again, he would have to give his newly built house to the Zheng family.

...

"The table is a little small, Master, please bear with it."

Even with the generous support of Steward Wang's family, eating at the Zheng family was an unprecedented experience for the Seventh Young Master.

There were only three stools, so the Seventh Young Master, Zheng Fa and Gao Yuan sat down.

Zheng's mother and Zheng Shan had no place to sit.

Zheng's mother was at ease, hiding in the kitchen. She didn't dare to let her sit with the Seventh Young Master.

Zheng Shan didn't care whether there was a seat or not. She leaned against Zheng Fa, tiptoed and looked at the small table, which was full of dishes.

"The Wang family... the food is so good!"

She stuffed her fingers in her mouth, saliva all over her little hand, and said enviously.

Zheng Fa picked up a handkerchief and wiped her hands, but he knew in his heart that Manager Wang probably didn't eat like this on a daily basis.

Serving the Seventh Young Master every day? Such a great blessing, Manager Wang would have to hang himself at the gate of the Zhao Mansion...

The Seventh Young Master frowned and asked, "Is there a conflict between your family and Wang Gui's family?"

If he hadn't seen this, he wouldn't have bothered the Wang family.

Before Zheng Fa could say anything, Zheng Shan had already complained with a stern face: "It's his family that has been bullying my family!"

"Oh?" The Seventh Young Master looked a little interested.