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Zhao Hanzhang thought of the group of people outside who were still struggling to survive, and couldn't help but raise his voice, "It's because they don't have anything! But they don't have wealth and no food and clothing, but they still have family, friends, and loyalty to the king!"

Zhao Hanzhang said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Zheng is already rich and noble. He has been standing at the end of many people's lives since he was born. So he has to stand still and not move? He can obviously go further."

"God gave him a good background and a brain that is no weaker than ordinary people, so why can't he pursue his life goals vigorously and unrestrainedly, do what ordinary people cannot do, and achieve unparalleled achievements?" Zhao Hanzhang said : "In this world, there must be some people who walk in front. We can't all just seek food and clothing for the rest of our lives and stand still."

Zhao Hu sat there, opening his mouth several times but unable to speak.

"Although the road ahead is thorny, the scenery is unique. I am the one who wants to walk on the road ahead, and so does Uncle Cheng, and I think my brother-in-law is too." Zhao Hanzhang looked at him seriously and said: "Seventh Uncle, don't stop them. Father and son, okay?"

Zhao Hu suddenly felt very uncomfortable, his heart was sore and painful, and he was particularly wronged. His eyes quickly filled with tears, and his lips trembled as he asked: "You, how did you know that he had such ambitions, instead of just saying like me? Maybe he is forced by his father now..."

"Grandpa, I am willing," Zhao Zheng ran out from behind a clump of roses, ran up, knelt in front of Zhao Hu and said, "I am also willing to be the one who leads the way. I don't want to live my whole life in a hazy state, and I don't want to only know about beautiful clothes. Luo Gai's life, studying with my father is very hard, but I am very happy, really happy."

When Zhao Hu saw her grandson, she could no longer bear the grievance in her heart. She hugged him and cried bitterly, "I know, I know you are a good boy. You are not like me. You are only a father. Both you father and son look down on me... …”

He forced Zhao Hanzhang's tears back, and he stared dumbfoundedly at Zhao Hu, who was crying and out of breath.

She helplessly turned to look at Zhao Cheng, who was standing by the rose bushes, and motioned for him to come up quickly to comfort his father.

Zhao Cheng did not move, and did not even look at Zhao Hanzhang. Instead, he stood quietly and looked at Zhao Hu who was crying bitterly.

It was also the first time for Zhao Zheng, a child, to see his grandfather cry, especially when he was crying so miserably. He couldn't help but cry with him. While crying, he comforted him and said, "Grandpa, my father and I have never thought about it like this. Father, father." Although I was not allowed to follow you, you taught me to be filial to you and never said anything bad about you in front of me, really."

Those who spoke ill of Zhao Hu were all the other elders in the clan. Zhao Zheng actually remembered things early and could remember things when he was three or four years old. However, adults always felt that such a young child could not remember things and was not sensible, so he would act unscrupulously. Discuss things in front of him.

Zhao Zheng had lived with his father since he was a child. Even when his father went to the ethnic school to attend classes, he had to take him with him.

A two- or three-year-old child often can't sit still, so he occasionally sneaks out of the family home to play nearby. Sometimes he even goes home to play with his grandfather.

To be honest, Zhao Zheng still liked his grandfather very much, because in his memory, his grandfather was really very good to him. Every time he saw him, he would give him various things. At that time, Zhao's Wubao had already After it was built, there was a market in Wubao, so Zhao Hu often went to the clan school to steal him.

After stealing him out, he sat on his neck and went to the market while carrying him.

His grandfather would buy him anything he liked. Sometimes even if he didn't like things very much and just took a second look, his grandfather would buy them for him generously.

But his father didn't like him having more contact with his grandfather, so he blocked him many times.

To be honest, Zhao Zheng was puzzled when he was a child. He heard those people talking privately about his father being unfilial to his grandfather, and he even secretly resented his father.

Later, he was forced to go on a study tour with his father. He saw a lot and became more sensible through studying. Only then did he gradually realize that his father may not be right, but what his grandfather did was even worse.

He vaguely knew that his father loved him very much, so he was so strict with him, and he didn't like him being influenced by his grandfather.

It was very hard for his father to take him by himself. Even so, he never neglected him or neglected him.

Like Senior Brother Kuan, they all envied him for having such a father, and privately said more than once that it would be great if their fathers were just like Uncle Cheng.

After studying abroad for three years, Zhao Zheng's inner resentment disappeared, but after returning home, he felt fear again. He didn't like the relationship between his father and grandfather, but he was a junior and had no right to speak, so he could only do it on the sidelines. in a hurry.

When the education of his grandfather and father conflicted, he didn't even know which side to choose. It seemed that no matter which side he chose, it was wrong.

He wanted to relax and play happily with his grandfather; but he also didn't want his father to be disappointed and sad. Moreover, sometimes, reading was also very happy, and he didn't want to give up either.

Before today, he had been struggling, but after listening to the third sister's words, Zhao Zheng knew what kind of life he wanted more.

He wiped away the tears on his face, raised his head and said to his grandfather: "Grandpa, although sometimes I want to play with you, but I want to achieve something and be famous in the world."

Zhao Hu cried so hard that before she could control her tears, she kept asking him, "What do you want to achieve?"

"I want to work with my third sister to calm down the troubled times so that the people under our rule can live and work in peace and contentment."

Zhao Hu came back to consciousness, and he hurriedly grabbed him and said, "You follow your father and teach in the back, help the county government do calculations, and run errands, but don't go to the battlefield."

"Settling troubled times is what adults do, what can your little arms and legs do?"

Zhao Zheng said unwillingly: "Brother Yong Clan can mount a horse and kill the enemy at the age of twelve, why can't I?"

"Can you compete with him? He has no brains and only has strength, but you have brains..."

Zhao Hanzhang was unhappy. He coughed heavily and stared at Zhao Hu with dangerous eyes: "Seventh Uncle, who do you think has no brain? Why does Erlang have no brain? He is just illiterate, but he has a good brain."

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Zhao Cheng stepped forward, nodded to Zhao Hanzhang and then said to Zhao Zheng: "Go get your grandfather a basin of hot water."

Zhao Zheng glanced at Zhao Hanzhang quietly, saw her blinking, and then stood up and retreated.

Zhao Hanzhang also stood up, bowed to the father and son, and stepped back, leaving space for them.

Zhao Zheng had not gone far and was standing not far away wiping the tears from his face.

Because he was young, Zhao Hanzhang took pity on him and pointed out the areas where he had not dried up. Then he asked: "Didn't I tell you to prepare to go to Ruyin County? Why are you back again?"

"Originally, we all planned to leave, but Uncle Ming suddenly sent someone to find us and asked us to go home again. He told his father something, so we came back, but the others went to Ruyin County first. ”

As soon as they came back, the servants took them here. They thought Zhao Ming was here, but who knew that it was Zhao Hanzhang and Zhao Hu sitting in the pavilion.

It turned out to be Zhao Ming.

Zhao Hanzhang exhaled, and suddenly her eyes widened. She raised her hand to look at her hand, and then turned stiffly to look at the official document that was left in the pavilion. She didn't know if it would interrupt her if she went in to get the official document at this time. What about the conversation between father and son?

Kumon: Are you polite? I'm so big that I can't see

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