sbdcsierra Chapter 351 Relatives
Chapter 351 Relatives
Gong Yuanzheng's sudden jealousy was actually just the act of a scheming puppy seeking attention.
Zhang Xueming is most susceptible to this kind of tricks.
Unfortunately, not only were Gong Shangjiao and Xue Chongzi watching him and Zhang Xueming, preventing them from getting overly intimate, but there were also two elders from the Zhang family's side branch who were leading more than a hundred younger generations to watch. Even when they went hunting, there were more people than prey, and there was no chance for them to do anything clever.
Zhang Xueming could only comfort his dog through the soul mark: [There is no way, money is hard to make these days. At that time, I could never meet a handsome young man who was willing to make money to support me even though he knew I was so good at spending money.
I finally met a generous God of Wealth. If I don't please him, how can I get the money to buy new clothes and jewelry? 】
Gong Yuanzheng snorted proudly: [So the focus is on whether I am willing to make money to support you, or my beauty? ]
[Both are indispensable.] Zhang Xueming hurriedly continued to list his many advantages, [and he also had to have a similar temperament and interests to me, and not think I was too strong, and not think I was ruthless...]
After saying a lot of things to make the man happy and turn him into a sweet puppy again, Zhang Xueming felt at ease and urged him to go to bed, while he went to the study space to study as usual.
Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng had been living in this state for more than a month, where they could only communicate with each other through their eyes and even had to hold hands secretly.
In mid-to-late March, after the convoy entered the northern border, it finally no longer had to go around the city.
Almost every time they arrived in a city, there would be members of the Zhang family coming to greet them and properly accommodate the team.
Whether they are palace guards or members of the Zhang family, they can all take a good bath, have a good sleep, and then continue on their journey.
By early April, the huge convoy finally arrived at Changling City, far away in the northern border.
The Zhang family did not hold a grand reception ten miles outside the city, nor did they allow the three cool luxury two-story RVs to enter the city directly.
The convoy was stopped on the official road two miles away from the city gate, and three sandalwood carriages with exquisitely carved windows took away Zhang Xueming, Gong Yuanzheng and others.
With the clatter of horses' hooves and the rumbling of wheels, the carriage drove through the streets and stopped in front of the main gate of the Zhang family's third-room mansion.
The main door was open, and the person who came to welcome was Zhang Xueting, the second son of the third wife.
He was wearing a shiny black sable fur coat and a well-ironed dark blue brocade shirt, which made his face look even more like jade and bright like the moon in the clouds. He had a short beard because he was over thirty, which made him look more calm.
When Zhang Xueming saw him after getting off the carriage, his eyes lit up: "Second brother, I'm back!"
When she arrived in the North, she restored her appearance and dressed as a woman, showing off her dazzlingly beautiful face and smiling brilliantly.
Zhang Xueting's eyes suddenly became wet: "Zhao Zhao, you are finally back!"
He caught a glimpse of Gong Yuanzheng and others getting off the two carriages at the back, turned around quickly, wiped his eyes, calmed himself, and went up to greet them.
Zhang Xueming dutifully introduced the two parties and then followed him inside.
A warm sedan was parked beside the gate, taking them to the main hall of the courtyard.
A group of old men sat steadily on the armchairs, and a group of cousins stood obediently behind the chairs.
Seeing this scene as soon as he entered the door, not to mention Gong Yuanzheng and the others, even Zhang Xueming was frightened and quickly called out: "Grandfather, great uncle, second uncle, fourth uncle..."
While calling people, she was looking for the face that was most familiar to her among a bunch of faces that looked quite similar.
As a result, everyone was called over, and finally her adoptive father Zhang Wenling, who was squeezed to the back of the crowd, was seen.
"father!"
This cry was the crispest and had the highest sugar content. Zhang Wenling was so happy that his mouth corners curled up desperately. However, his tone was flat when he spoke, revealing a deliberate reserve: "I'm glad you're back."
Zhang Xueming was a little thirsty from calling out to others, but when she saw the Sixth Old Master staring at Gong Yuanzheng with his eyes blinking and tears about to fall, she could only quickly introduce the two parties.
After Gong Shangjiao and Xuegong exchanged greetings, said a few words and sat down, she pulled Gong Yuanzheng up to kowtow to the old men.
"My granddaughter is unfilial. She has been away from home for nearly three years and has made my grandfather and the old men worried."
"My grandson is on a long journey, and I want to ask how are my grandfather and all the old masters."
The old men hurriedly called out "good boy", and Gong Yuanzheng's face turned red with each call.
Zhang Xueming asked Gong Yuanzheng to go closer and let her old master and the sixth old master take a good look at him.
Gong Yuanzheng held Zhang Xueming's hand tightly and pulled her over.
He went through the whole process with some trepidation, including the old gentlemen asking about his well-being, touching his head, rubbing his face, patting his shoulders, and giving him greeting gifts, nine times.
The Sixth Old Master originally wanted to hug him, but when he saw that he was completely stiff, he was afraid of scaring him, so he could only turn his head away and wipe his tears.
Everyone was kind and sincere to him. Gong Yuanzheng had never been so welcomed before and felt overwhelmed.
But looking at Zhang Xueming, who was receiving the same treatment but still smiling brightly, he felt that perhaps he was making such a fuss because he had never experienced it before. If it happened a few more times, he would be able to get used to it like Zhang Xueming?
However, he immediately received another wave of warm welcome from his uncles and aunts.
Bear hugs, pats on shoulders, pats on the back, greeting gifts...
After going through the rounds, he wanted to cry, but Zhang Wenling, the exiled vegetable farmer whose cabbages were eaten up, held on to him and wouldn't let go. His back was almost swollen from being beaten.
The scheming puppy looked at Zhang Xueming with moist eyes, and was about to shout out "Help" and grab her face.
Zhang Xueming held back his laughter and rescued him from his father's clutches: "Dad, are my mother and the old ladies in the backyard? I'll take A Yuan to kowtow to them."
Zhang Wenling looked at Gong Yuanzheng, who had a "saved" expression on his face, with a sinister look, and muttered, "Girls can't be kept when they grow up."
He waved his hand and told them to go away.
The duo of Gong Shangjiao and Xue Gong were left behind to talk.
On the way to the backyard, Zhang Xueming smiled apologetically at Gong Yuanzheng, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect that all the old men from the nine branches of the direct lineage would gather at my house, and so many uncles and cousins have come too. Did they scare you?"
Gong Yuanzheng had recovered by now and shook his head: [They are all fine, but my back and shoulders hurt a little. ]
Zhang Xueming felt even more embarrassed: [The Zhang family members are quite strong, I will ask my brother to apply some medicine on you when we get back.]
She thought about it and reminded him: [Be prepared, there will be a tough battle to fight later.]
Gong Yuanzheng didn't understand what was going on, and thought foolishly: Can it be more terrifying than before? I don't believe it.
After he broke free from the arms of the old ladies and fell into the sea of touching and pinching faces by aunts and uncles, the puppy finally understood what Zhang Xueming meant.
He looked at Zhang Xueming with grief and anger, and found that she was still in the arms of the old ladies, unable to get out. Her pigtails were all ruffled, and she looked as if she had lost all hope in life.
Suddenly he was no longer sad and angry, and wanted to laugh.