Chapter 30 Picking up people When the people in the farm heard Wang Gui calling "Young Master", they knew that the person who came was an important figure in the mansion. Almost all the farmers surrounded the carriage, looking at the Seventh Young Master with awe and a hint of flattery. Steward Wang was the most conspicuous. He knelt in front of the crowd, prostrating himself with his whole body on the ground. His posture was very standard. This was the result of his special training. His reputation for loyalty among some important figures in the Zhao family was accumulated from the small details of his every move. For a long time, I didn't hear the Seventh Young Master speak. Steward Wang looked up cautiously and saw that the Seventh Young Master was not looking at him at all, but at the door of the carriage. Zheng Fazheng climbed out of the carriage, jumped to the ground, and just happened to... jump in front of Manager Wang. When the two looked at each other, there was a bit of confusion in their eyes. Perhaps because his posture was too respectful, Zheng Fa even unconsciously made a gesture to stand up. Butler 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. The Seventh Young Master smiled as if he saw nothing. Wang Gui watched from the side, his heart filled with doubts:
My father knelt down to Zheng Fa? No, how could Zheng Fa still be standing? Not only could he walk, but he could even jump? Why is the Seventh Young Master standing with Zheng Fa, talking and laughing, looking so intimate? He also felt an incredible jealousy in his heart - when he was a servant, the Seventh Young Master never even smiled at him. "Master, why are you here?" Unable to bear the doubts in his heart, Wang Gui asked. "Oh, I'm here to pick someone up." Wang Gui felt a surge of joy in his heart again. As expected, the Seventh Young Master was still thinking about Yanyu Tower. No, he was still thinking about his loyalty! Although it seemed that Zheng Fa had somehow managed to win the Seventh Young Master's favor through some dirty tricks, the Seventh Young Master's arrival made him certain that the Young Master still had feelings for him! Wang Gui is very confident in his talent as a lackey: One day, I, Wang Gui, will become the young master's number one lackey! "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 farm? "Zheng Fa, where are your mother and your sister? Are they here?" The Seventh Young Master patted his head and turned to ask Zheng Fa. "elder brother!" Seeing Zheng Fa's eyes looking at her, Zheng Shan, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally couldn't help it and jumped beside Zheng's mother and shouted. The Seventh Young Master took Zheng Fa and walked in front of Zheng's mother. Zheng's mother first looked at Zheng Fa's face carefully and found that not only did he show no signs of suffering, but he had even gained some weight. A smile appeared on his face. "Mom, Madam Grace asked me to take you and your sister to live in the city." Mother Zheng, who wanted to speak, was suddenly stunned and didn't know what to say. Wang Gui felt as if he was struck by lightning and couldn't believe his ears. Aren't you here to pick me up? Pick up Zheng Fa’s family? However, the farmers around him reacted louder and faster when they heard it.
"Going to the city? Are all of you going? The Zheng family is going to be prosperous. The ancestors' 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 has come back with him." "I told you Zheng Fa is an incredible kid!" "Bullshit, you said before that Zheng Fa was silent all day like a mute, and he must be a failure!" Amid the surrounding people's mixed discussions of envy and regret, Zheng's mother seemed to come back to her senses, but she looked at Zheng Fa, then at the Seventh Young Master, and opened her mouth without knowing what to say. Zheng Fa gently held her hand and said, "Mom, we haven't eaten yet. We are all hungry. Can you make us something to eat?" "You haven't eaten yet?" When Zheng's mother heard that her son was hungry, she didn't think about anything else and turned around and walked home: "Mom will make it for you right away!" After taking 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?" "Correct." "This... there is no meat at home. All we have are coarse grains for farmers. I'm afraid a noble like the Seventh Young Master can't eat them..." On the side, the Seventh Young Master frowned and wanted to say something. But Manager Wang suddenly spoke up: "Master, I have some simple meals at home. Although they are not as good as those in the mansion, they are more respectable than those in the Zheng family. Master, please come to my house for a simple meal." Zheng Fa felt his mother's hands tighten around his arm, and when he turned around he saw that his mother had a gloomy look on her face. 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 brought shame to Zheng Fa. After Steward Wang finished speaking, the Seventh Young Master fell into a brief contemplation. He looked at Zheng Fa and then at Manager Wang. Steward Wang smiled respectfully yet enthusiastically. "Do you have wine at home?" "Have!" "Is there meat?" "Have!" "Is there any food?" "Have!" "Then your family is well off." "It's all your grace..." The farmers around looked at Manager Wang with a bit of envy. To be fair, they had to admit that Manager Wang's family was the most respectable in the village. If the Seventh Young Master went to their home, they would probably be as terrified as Mother Zheng. Snapped! The Seventh Young Master clapped his hands and said, "Isn't this simple? Young Master wants to go to Zheng's house for dinner. Your family has everything. Just take some and send them to Zheng's house!" "Ah?" Even though Manager Wang prided himself on being unmoved by fame or disgrace, the smile on his face froze at this moment. Looking at the Seventh Young Master's as if it was a matter of course, he turned to look at Wang Gui.
The first thing Wang Gui saw on his father's face was not disdain, 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 guy is really a bitch when he treats others like a bitch... Glad to hear it! …… "Master, this..." "What? You don't allow me, the young master, to eat your food?" The Seventh Young Master's face turned black. "Of course you can! Wang Gui! Go and send all the wine, food and stored bacon at home to the Zheng family!" Manager Wang suppressed his anger and patted his son who was standing there in a daze. "Dad! Send all the meat over? There will only be a few chickens left at home, right?" Wang Gui was of course unwilling to do so. His family was richer than Zheng Fa's, but they wouldn't squander their wealth this way. "Does your family raise chickens?" The Seventh Young Master asked, looking very interested. "Kill another chicken!" Manager Wang kicked Wang Gui and told him to get out, fearing that if he asked again, he would have to give away his newly built house to the Zheng family. …… "The table is a little small, please bear with me, young master." Even with the generous support from Steward Wang's family, eating at the Zheng family was an unprecedentedly miserable experience for the Seventh Young Master. There were only three stools, and the Seventh Young Master, Zheng Fa and Gao Yuan sat on them. Zheng's mother and Zheng Shan had no place to sit. Mother Zheng was at ease, hiding in the kitchen. She didn't dare to sit with the Seventh Young Master. Zheng Shan didn't care at all whether there was a seat or not. She leaned against Zheng Fa, stood on tiptoe and looked at the small table filled with several plates of delicious dishes. "The Wang family...the food is so delicious!" She stuffed her fingers in her mouth, her saliva covering her entire little hands as she spoke enviously. Zheng Fa picked up a handkerchief and wiped her hands, but he knew in his heart that Manager Wang probably didn't usually eat like this. Serving the Seventh Young Master every day? This is such a great blessing. If it were given to Steward Wang, he would have to hang himself at the gate of the Zhao Mansion... Instead, the Seventh Young Master frowned and asked, "Is there a conflict between your family and Wang Gui's family?" If he hadn't realized this, he wouldn't have troubled the Wang family. Before Zheng Fa could say anything, Zheng Shan had already complained with a stern face: "It's his family that has always bullied my family!" "Oh?" The Seventh Young Master looked a little interested. (End of this chapter)