Zheng casually put the gift list and asked Zheng Yi: "All everything in the family is fine for more than twenty years after separation? Are your parents still safe? Where are your uncle, uncle? And your grandmother still healthy?"

Zheng Yi said: "When I go back to my aunt, my parents, uncle, and my uncle are all safe, and my grandmother is good. When my nephew came to Beijing to study this spring, he could still eat two bowls of rice in one meal, with bright ears and bright eyes and strong spirits."

Zheng's eyes were slightly wet and he murmured: "It's good that everything is good. The luckiest thing in life is that it's still safe after a long time of separation. I like to hear that everything is safe from an old friend is really good."

There was a sense of relief in his tone, and the smile on his face became a little calmer. Zhang Changzong was also happy when he appeared on Zheng's face. He was always more pleasing to the eyes than the unidentified smile before.

Zheng paused, his eyes fell on Zheng Yi's handsome face, and he sighed: "When I was in trouble, Jiulang, you should have not been born yet. Today is the first time I have seen you. I should have prepared a gift for you, but I just escaped from the ying court and had no body and nothing to do. Is Jiulang studying in the Imperial College?"

Zheng Yi said respectfully: "Go back to my aunt, my nephew is indeed entering school in the Imperial College."

Zheng nodded and said, "I don't have anything here, most of them are used by women, and it is not suitable for you. So I copied a book collected in the palace to you. When I was still at home, I remember that there was no such book in my collection at home. I don't know if the collection at home has increased after so many years, so you can take it first.

As he said that, he glanced at Ajing beside him. Ajing immediately took out two scrolls from beside him and handed them to Zheng Yi. Zheng Yi hurriedly said, "My aunt is too worried. When my nephew is at home, I often hear my father and uncle praise my aunt's talent. Later, I learned that the talent in the palace was trained by my aunt. I have long admired my aunt's talent. Today I can't help but be happy and I am so honored. My nephew likes her very much. Thank you aunt."

Zheng waved his hand and said, "What to say about learning but not learning is just a thought. Time in the palace is hard to endure, and it is because of talented people that comforted me that difficult time. Look at me... Today, I should be happy, not saying these despicable words, but saying something happy."

Zheng couldn't help but ask about the old things. Judging from the joyful recollections on her face, perhaps it was her happiest and most carefree time. Zheng Yi was young. When Zheng was in the palace, he was not born yet. Sometimes he couldn't answer or say what Zheng cared about. But according to his response, he could still see that his strict and good tutoring, his every move, his words and deeds were worthy of being a child of the whole family.

After hearing this for a while, Zhang Changzong did not want to disturb their aunt and nephew's reminisce about the past. Seeing A Jing was responsible for making tea and adding tea, A Qing probably hadn't learned it yet, so he could only do some chores and start with it.

Zhang Changzong simply got up and changed his seat and knelt down, whispering to Ajing: "Aunt Ajing, you should concentrate on making tea, I'll do the things you add to tea."

"Liu Lang is still young, the tea soup is hot, be careful of being injured!"

A Jing was a little worried, and Zhang Changzong said: "Don't worry, I'm steady and my hands are not weak. Be careful, I will never get hot!"

As he said that, he picked up the long-handled silver spoon on the table and added a round of tea to Zheng and Zheng Yi. As expected, his hands were very stable, and the silver spoon didn't shake at all. He also added some to his bowl, picked it up and took a sip.

It’s not as good as Zheng’s cooked!

After drinking tea soup, seeing Aqing being a fan for Zheng, he took the initiative to go over to help Ajing make tea. Zheng Yi should have helped his parents come to make outposts first and gave a carriage. He was afraid that Zhang Changzong would think too much, so he explained to him specifically, saying that it was not that the Zhang family was not well taken care of, but that he was filial to his son and nephew, and I hope Zhang Changzong would not think too much.

Many years ago, Zhang Changzong first started working as a scout, but was taught by the squad leader. The squad leader said that as a scout, he sometimes needed to disguise himself. When putting on makeup, he had to be consistent with his identity and disguised himself as an ordinary migrant worker, but he didn't care about things that cost hundreds of dollars at a time, and that was to reveal his feelings.

The squad leader may mean that details determine success or failure, but in the eyes of Zhang Changzong, who is funny and unrestrained, it is to tell him to be clear about his identity. Zhang Changzong has a clear positioning of his identity.

In this historic meeting between Zheng's aunt and nephew, he was just a wall flower. He showed his obedience when needed and kept quiet when not needed. Look, where else can I find a child as conscious as he is? Is there anyone else? Who else? Stand out!

Zhang Changzong didn't want to interrupt Zheng's aunt and nephew, so he helped Ajing and Aqing do a lot of things like a hardworking bee. After a pot of tea was finished, Zheng Yi sat in the Zhang family for more than an hour, refused Zheng's words to leave, and stood up to say goodbye.

Seeing that he could not be kept, Zheng turned to Zhang Changzong and ordered him to say, "Liu Lang will send him off on my behalf."

"Here."

Zhang Changzong responded and waited for the guests: "Uncle Jiu, please."

Zheng Yi looked at him deeply, said nothing, and then left after saluting Zheng. Zheng looked at Zhang Changzong and sent his nephew out, sighing quietly, his eyes were distant, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Changzong sent the person outside the gate, and Zheng Yi said, "I'll have you, Liulang."

Zhang Changzong hurriedly said, "Mrs. It's not just Uncle Jiu's aunt, but also my master's mother. My wife, it's okay for a boy to treat her well. Uncle Jiu doesn't have to worry. The whole boy will work hard to take good care of his wife."

Zheng Yi said: "I am not a blind and unintentional person. Naturally, all your family's intentions are seen. However, we have been separated from our aunt for more than 20 years and are now reunited, even if we are not attentive, it is not enough. Is Liulang correct to say this?"

Zhang Changzong nodded: "Uncle Jiu said that if you understand, you must be careful."

Zheng Yi gave a few more words before saying goodbye.

After seeing Zheng Yi off, Zhang Changzong went back. When he entered the door, he saw that Zheng had returned to his usual calmness and calmness. He no longer had the same expression as he had just moved. He said to Zhang Changzong: "Thank you for your hard work, Liu Lang will accompany me to see the guests."

Zhang Changzong immediately smiled and said, "What is the saying of the wife? You are my wife and I am your disciple. Everything should be done."

Habitual sweet mouth.

Zheng did not comment, but just smiled lightly and said, "Liu Lang is burdened and hasn't gone to school today. Go and study and practice calligraphy."

Zhang Changzong responded, but the person did not move. After thinking for a while, he simply stood opposite Zheng and bowed to the end: "Madam, I have something to report to you, I want to ask your wife for advice."

Zheng was slightly stunned, his eyes turned to Zhang Changzong and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Changzong said: "I have run a bookstore with my sister Xiu'er. I want to do something. I have two ideas at present. Please give me some advice."

"Bookhouse?"

Zheng paused slightly, looked at Zhang Changzong, but there was not much emotion exposed. He nodded and said, "Let me tell me."
Chapter completed!