I studied abroad in modern times

On the way to the Zhao family compound, the cheerful chatter of the younger sister Zheng Shan floated.

The Seventh Young Master was still sitting in Gaoyuan's car, but Zheng Fa accompanied his mother and sister in the oxcart that took him to the Zhao Mansion.

He held his younger sister Zheng Shan in his arms, and Zheng's mother sat in the back of the car, looking after the few belongings.

The younger sister went out for the first time, and she found the monotonous rice fields around her very interesting. She kept asking:

"Brother, is the city really so lively?"

"I heard Wang Gui brag that everything is sold in the city. Can you take me to have a look?"

"What does our new home look like? Can I have my own bed?"

Her questions seemed endless, and Zheng Fa answered them in a disjointed manner.

Although there was a smile on his mother's face, Zheng Fa could see a little bit of worry in it.

"Mom?" he asked with concern.

"Going to the city... Mom is a little nervous." Zheng's mother said embarrassedly.

The old man who was driving the cart comforted her first: "Madam, your son has made a good career. You should wait to enjoy the good life. Why are you so anxious?"

Zheng's mother said: "I know, I know."

She looked at Zheng Fa with a little pride, and sighed: "My son is so respectable. I am afraid that he will become a burden to you if he goes."

Zheng Shan looked at her mother in confusion. Zheng Fa wanted to speak to her mother to make her feel relieved.

Zheng's mother stopped Zheng Fa from talking: "Mother has not been out of the village much, and has no experience. I have heard that living in the city, a bowl of tea and a grain of rice cost money..."

The old man also looked sympathetic when he heard this: "Who said it's not true? The city is good, but you can't live without money!"

"Mother, you don't have to worry about money. After all, the city is peaceful. After entering the city, I plan to let my younger sister go to school." Zheng Fa said.

"Peaceful is good." Hearing the word "peaceful", Zheng's mother's face was much less entangled.

Zheng Fa knew her best and knew that her father's death had dealt a heavy blow to her. No matter how bad the city was, there were city walls that could stop the monsters from causing trouble, which was enough to convince her mother.

"It's just that this school is too expensive for a girl." Her mother was a little skeptical about this.

"My little sister is smart, it's a pity not to go to school, and didn't I just say that you don't have to worry about money?" Zheng Fa, who had experienced the modern world, was much more persistent in education than Zheng's mother.

Looking at her son's determined face, Zheng's mother nodded.

Invisibly, Zheng Fa has become the backbone of this family.

Zheng's mother held Zheng Shan's little hand and looked back at the luggage in the back of the car.

The largest one was a loom that Zheng's mother had disassembled.

"When we get to the city, I'll go to those ready-made clothing shops to ask if there are any odd jobs." She said in a firm tone.

"I don't want my own bed either..." Zheng Shan understood that her mother wanted to save some money for her tuition. She said with a troubled face: "There will be no pig grass leaves for me to pick in the city!"

The old man driving the car laughed loudly: "Madam, judging from your determination and your daughter's filial piety, life will definitely get better and better!"

Zheng's mother smiled and thanked her, with a little expectation in her eyes.

...

But when she entered the city, Zheng's mother's worry became heavier.

The more prosperous the city, the more worried she looked.

When she saw the price of rice and flour in the grain store, she looked a little restless.

Zheng Fa knew that she was frightened by the price.

The ox cart passed the familiar street and arrived at the back door of the Zhao Mansion.

Compared with Huang Yu, who came here for the first time, Zheng's mother and Zheng Shan were even worse. Even Zheng Shan, who had always been eccentric, held Zheng Fa's arm tightly, looking a little scared.

Gao Yuan was waiting at the back door. When he saw the oxcart coming, he said directly: "The young master said that you don't need to get off the car, just go in directly."

Zheng Fa felt a little warm in his heart. Normally, this oxcart could not enter the Zhao Mansion.

The seventh young master obviously thought of this.

The old man driving the cart looked at Zheng Fa with a little more awe.

The residence that the lady gave Zheng Fa was in the corner of the Zhao family, far away from the core area of ​​the Zhao family, very remote.

But... this is an independent courtyard with one entrance!

The moment he saw the courtyard wall, Zheng Shan opened his mouth wide and asked in disbelief: "This courtyard, is it all ours?"

Zheng Fa nodded.

Zheng Shan leaned forward, excited as if she was about to jump out of Zheng Fa's arms.

The oxcart approached the gate of the courtyard, and a fat figure stood at the door, with several large loads beside him, and several male servants carrying the loads beside him.

"Are you here?"

The man greeted Zheng Fa and others enthusiastically.

Zheng Fa looked at this strange man and heard Gao Yuan say a little embarrassedly: "Zheng Fa, this is my father."

Zheng Fa hurriedly jumped out of the car and said to the man: "Hello, Uncle Gao!"

Zheng's mother also got out of the car with Zheng Shan and looked at Zheng Fa with doubtful eyes. Zheng Fa explained to Zheng's mother in a low voice: "Gao Yuan's father, the housekeeper of the second house."

Zheng's mother looked shocked.

According to her cognition, the housekeeper is a big shot - compared to the housekeeper, Wang Guanshi in the manor is really nothing.

Zheng's mother bowed and wanted to salute, but she saw Gao's family bowing first and said: "This is Madam Zheng, nice to meet you!"

Zheng's mother was stunned.

Before, the old man who drove the car called her Madam, and her expression was a little awkward.

Now even Gao's family called her like this, she didn't seem to know how to answer.

Seeing that she was speechless, Gao Jiajia put on a friendly smile on his face: "My son is grateful for your help. Today, I heard that your family moved to a new house, so I came here uninvited and prepared some small gifts."

He pointed to several large boxes behind.

Zheng Fa said: "Uncle Gao, you are too polite. This gift looks very generous."

"It looks like a lot, but it's actually worthless stuff!" Gao Jiajia smiled honestly: "I just thought that you just moved in, and there was no time to make furniture or buy rice, flour, grain and oil, so I prepared some for you."

Zheng Fa looked at the carved step-out bed behind him that looked very valuable and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Zheng Fa didn't speak, Gao Jiajia showed a little uneasiness on his face.

"Uncle is thoughtful!" Finally, Zheng Fa's words made him smile.

"My dear nephew, you are too polite!"

"In the future, I will urge Brother Gao more." Zheng Fa suddenly said sincerely.

Gao Yuan on the side: "Ah?"

The politeness on Gao's face was much less, revealing a sincere surprise: "Okay! Push me to death... urge!"

On the side, Zheng's mother heard the old man driving the cart muttered: "This good day, it comes easily."

She looked back at the loom she cherished, which was so big that it seemed a bit redundant.

...

The Zhao family went into the yard to settle down.

Gao Yuan followed Gao's family to walk away, and Gao Yuan's face was a little gloomy.

"What's wrong, do you think your father is rushing to curry favor with others?"

Gao Yuan knew what his son was thinking as soon as he saw his son's face.

"Dad, Zheng Fa and I are friends..."

"How did you keep your position as a book boy? Don't you know it yourself? How many people in the mansion are willing to exchange this gift for a book boy position?"

"Dad?"

"Remember, the longer the friendship, the more you can't take other people's kindness for granted."

Gao Yuan understood and nodded sincerely.

"Besides, who am I doing this for? Zheng Fa will be at least the confidant of the Seventh Young Master in the future. If you are generous now, you will benefit from it in the future."

"I know, Dad!"

Gao Yuan felt guilty and touched. His father gave Zheng Fa gifts for his own good.

How could he say that he was fawning on him?

"In fact, there is no need to wait until the future..." Gao Zhijia showed a cunning look on his face: "I heard that Zheng Fa might have the possibility of entering the immortal gate. A few days ago, the Seventh Young Master quarreled with his wife for him, and the wife rewarded him with a yard!"

"Dad, what do you mean..."

"I mean, even if the Seventh Young Master does not need to use him in the future, his wife is very optimistic about Zheng Fa!" At this point, Gao Zhijia patted Gao Yuan's shoulder: "You are still young and can't grasp it."

"Ah?"

"Let me hug this thigh first."