The First Emperor Said He Likes Me

Chapter Twenty

"Don't you say you want to make dumplings?"

Zhao Zheng first spoke, patting Wen Yu's head, "Try your craft today."

Wen Yu saw that Zhao Zheng had changed the subject, so he had to reluctantly withdraw his gaze.

Dumpling skin and stuffing have been prepared on the kitchen countertop, there are two kinds of stuffing, shrimp fresh and pork shepherd's purse, but the housekeeper has prepared cold dishes early and placed them on the dining table. When the owner came, he smiled and bent down. , Leaving space for the young master, he has already packed some of them, these are for the young master and the master to play.

Wen Yu took an apron, "Uncle, I'll put it on for you, and you will help me in a while." He didn't wait for an answer, deliberately hugged him behind Zhao Zheng, finished eating tofu, and happily turned himself Handed it to Zhao Zheng, "Help me, I can't reach it."

Zhao Zheng has long arms and a circle of Wenyu. His apron is fast to tie, and he doesn't have the hug that Wenyu wants.

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Speaking of making dumplings, Yuncheng Year 30 actually does not have the custom of eating dumplings, but the mother-in-law is a northerner and has the habit of eating dumplings. Every year at thirty, she will be in the living room. He helped Zhuang Ding, but he liked it very warmly.

Now the news in the living room is before the Spring Festival Gala. Wen Yu listened to the sound of the news, and was in a much happier mood. When his long, white fingers pinched a little, a small dumpling with a full stomach came out.

"Uncle, look, it's very simple." Wen Yu handed the dumplings out to Zhao Zheng. "I will give you the dumplings for a while."

Zhao Zheng nodded and commented seriously, "Hane is good."

Wen Yu listened to the compliment, and packed another one. The two dumplings were neatly arranged. Seeing Zhao Zheng looking around, without any intention, he took Zhao Zheng's hand, "I teach you, uncle."

Then Wen Yu found that Zhao Zheng learned quickly, and his bags were small and delicate, and Uncle Zhao's bags were more atmospheric, one by one like himself, and looked very serious.

Thirty dumplings are poured into boiling water. Wen Yu sees that he and Uncle Zhao's dumplings are mixed together, cooked, and the white dumpling skin rolls on the water. Wen Yu fished in a large plate and handed it to Zhao Zheng, "I'll make a juice, uncle, do you want it?"

"No need to."

The butler of the entire living room had dispersed, leaving only two people. The Spring Festival Gala had already begun. Wen Yu simply moved the dumplings and prepared cold dishes to the coffee table.

Zhao Zheng did not like to watch TV while eating, but when he saw the smile on Wen Yu's face, he gave up and said nothing.

"Uncle, you sit here, it's too high on the sofa." Wen Yu pulled the cushion on the carpet. He sat next to him, cross-legged, with a dumpling in his hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle, this one is You made it. "

Put it in the mouth and enjoy it as if it was super delicious.

Zhao Zheng laughed, looking at the chopsticks accurately holding a slightly smaller and delicate dumpling, "Wen Yu Bao is also delicious."

The atmosphere was just right. Zhao Zheng opened a bottle of wine and poured half a glass for Wenyu. "Fruit wine, try it."

Wen Yu took a sip and had a long fruity scent at the entrance, but she couldn't taste any fruit, but it tasted good.

The two were eating, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and occasionally sipped two drinks, before they had counted down.

Wen Yu's cheeks were red, and his eyes were looking at Zhao Zheng with watery eyes. His head was dizzy, his blood was surging, and he smiled happily.

"Zhao Zheng, Happy New Year." After that, his head went straight to Zhao Zheng's chest, his mouth vaguely said: "I want to be with you forever, I love you, Zhao ..."

In the confusion, Wen Yu seemed to fly on the clouds, and the dream was colorful, and Zhao Zheng looked at him lovingly.

What a dream.

Waking up early the next morning, Wen Yu was refreshed and didn't have a headache for a hangover. He was lying on his bed in pajamas and rolled away with some disappointment. The atmosphere was so good yesterday that he could be drunk!

When I lifted my eyes, I saw a big red envelope on the bedside table. Wen Yu reached over and took it, and opened it. There was a □□ and a card inside.

Simple four words-Happy New Year.

The pen words, Wen Yu can see at a glance that it was from Uncle Zhao's hand, and he could not help touching the card, which was even happier than winning the lottery.

Originally thinking that the first to the third day would be spent in the villa, Wen Yu did not expect to get up and go downstairs was packed, the two went skiing abroad. Wen Yu was wrapped like a bear, holding Zhao Zheng's hand tightly and standing high in the snowy mountains.

"Uncle, don't let go, I'm a little scared." Wen Yu said poorly and skiing.

Zhao Zheng held Wen Yu's waist with one hand and saw Wen Yu's appearance. He smiled and shook his head and said, "I thought you liked Xuetian very much."

Once it snows in Beijing this winter, Wenyu will not be happy. You have to stay in the yard to play. Now you are on the snowy mountain. The excitement is excitement, but you are really afraid.

Regardless of whether he is fooling, Wen Yu said, "I really like it, but I didn't say I would ski, uncle, I don't care if you want to teach me."

"I teach you." Zhao Zheng nodded conscientiously, supporting Wen Yu's waist with force, Wen Yu propped up the ski poles, flying like a figure across the snow slope, accompanied by a call along the way, the inertia was too much Da Xue couldn't stop at all. Man Xueshan only listened to the Chinese cry: "Uncle Zhao!"

Wen Yu plunged his head into the snow, yucked twice, and looked up to see Uncle Zhao, who was still on the top of the mountain, looking at him with a smile.

"Uncle Zhao!"

"I'm angry?" Zhao Zheng pulled Wen Yu out of the snow pile with one hand and pulled out the radish, patting the snow on Wen Yu's body, I wanted to say that it would be a few drops, the boy should not be so coquettish, But at the moment of launch, I heard Wen Yu's voice calling Uncle Zhao, and I felt a little bit soft.

Wen Yu stood and shook his head. "I didn't take care of my eyes so much." After finishing my eyes, he plunged into Zhao Zheng's arms and hugged Zhao Zheng's waist tightly. is you."

"It's childish." Zhao Zheng held Wen Yu's waist with one hand and joked: "I'll buy you two more pink balloons?"

"Uncle Zhao !!"

"Hahahaha."

The two spent three days in the Snow Mountain Hotel, and flew directly to Beijing on the first day of the fourth day of the first day.

Meng Tian came to pick up the phone, and without seeing Meng Yi, Wen Yu knew that Tingding and Gao Yang had gone out to play. In fact, Uncle Zhao did not constrain their freedom, but for a long time, they have only served one monarch for thousands of years. Now even if they live in a modern society, it is difficult to change their minds at once.

Think of it this way, Uncle Zhao is really powerful, from the monarch to the current identity gap, what can be learned.

In Wenyu's infinite worship, only to find that the way home was wrong.

Zhao Zhengdao: "Visit Lu Feng's family."

The door of the Lu family's villa was very lively. The children were running around in snowball fights and games. It was too cold. Wen Yu fixed his eyes and just seemed to see something flying in the sky.

Look again, there is nothing, but the four-year-old boy is really cute wearing a furry hat.

"Brother Meng, please send me a gift for everyone." Wen Yu got off the driveway.

Meng Tian nodded and thanked him for leaving.

When we approached Wenyu, we found that they were all little boys. Each of them looked cute or cool. Wenyu recognized that the older child was a flower. The little boy in a fur hat turned white with cold, and there were two little tiger teeth when he smiled. .

"Hello, cold or cold, my face is white." Wen Yu greeted the children and heard a male voice from far and near, saying, "This is what he is like, he is not afraid of cold."

Wen Yu looked up and was a clear and handsome boy, as if he were the same age as him.

"Dad." The little boy said obediently.

Qingxiu boy rubbed his little stiff head, "Bring my brother in to eat and play again later."

As soon as the children ran inside, only three of them remained. Wen Yu froze in situ, but did not expect that the other party had such a young child, and for a while, some did not know how to speak.

"My name is Zhang Qiu. I am studying for second this year. I should have studied for three. I was delayed by some things for a semester." Zhang Qiu extended his hand and smiled.

Wen Yu shook his hand, Zhang Qiu looked at Uncle Zhao behind him, and said, "I heard Lu Feng said, but I didn't expect it to really come." He whispered to Wen Yu again: "In the past, Emperor Shi Huang mostly did not participate in our activities. "

"Go in and say." Zhao Zheng wrapped around Wen Yu's waist.

It turned out that everyone knew Uncle Zhao's identity. When he arrived at the living room, Wen Yu listened to everyone and the expression on his face was already shocked.

Phoenix, Haochi and other mythical beasts will not be mentioned, and there are ghosts in the underworld, and they are not just dazzling. The people flying in the air are really people, but they are mini villains, and their facial features are exquisite. son.

"Huai Xiaofei had an accident when he was a little weak." Zhang Qiu held a small spoon to mash the egg white, and next to Huya Xiaoji took over the bowl and said, "Dad, I will feed my brother."

Zhang Qiu gave the bowl a little stiffness, and the man next to Li Shu handed the shrimp that had peeled off a plate to Zhang Qiu. Zhang Qiu spoke to Li Shu and behaved intimately.

Wen Yu doesn't need to observe carefully, this will already be understood, the men on the table are all in pairs, and already have children and become a family. The envy that Wen Yu couldn't express, if he could form a family, he and he would also like to have a baby.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu secretly glanced at Uncle Zhao beside his eyes.

Lujia ’s villa is lively, and Wenyu fell in love with this atmosphere in just one afternoon. The adults chatted, and the children ran around. If they quarreled, the adults did n’t care, and the children would be fine soon. Too.

They get along easily, but when they look closely, the eyes of their partners are always on each other's body.

Wenyu ate dog food for the whole afternoon. Although he was steadfast, he longed to live like this. Until he left, he was still reluctant.

"Like this place?" Zhao Zheng asked.

Wen Yan, Wen Yu nodded, looked at Zhao Zheng, and said, "I miss home."

There was no emotion on Zhao Zheng's face, but with a hint of smile in his eyes, he touched Wen Yu's curly hair, "I'll be here soon."

It seems that after a year, Wen Yu and Zhao Zheng are much closer. It is also possible that Wen Yu often relies on the relationship between Zhao Zheng's bed. The two eat and sleep together, and the tacit understanding is enough.

This winter vacation was full and happy, and the school started just after the fifteenth.

Zhao Zheng personally sent Wen Yu into the journal, and the two walked side by side on the campus. From time to time, students have attracted attention. Wen Yu has long been used to going out with Uncle Zhao.

I signed up and met my classmates when I came out.

Wen Yu nodded and greeted him, and found that the other party's eyes had moved to Uncle Zhao. He glanced at him again and left in a hurry.

There seemed to be disgust in his eyes.

The author has something to say:

I went to the hot spring today, now I'm slippery, and then I ordered a crispy chicken drumstick, which is very delicious

Good night everyone ~ (≧ ▽ ≦) / ~ la la la