Glory to the ancestors

Rong Zhen suddenly remembered that the Rongguo Mansion seven years ago was so chaotic in the morning, the maids and family members were in a row, disturbing the cleanliness, but now there are only four people in this mansion including the cook, and it would be too much to make such a fuss.

He put a long gown on his shoulders, and pushed open the door with a dark face, "What are you doing?!"

"Yo," Jiang Yuzan held a round cihuamao in her arms, raised her head and smiled at Chao Rongzhen. While she was smiling, the cihuahuamao slipped out of her arms, and she didn't chase after it either. "I saw osmanthus teasing cats, so I followed along to join in the fun."

Osmanthus osmanthus is not as blind as Jiang Yuzan, seeing Rong Zhen's expression, he hurriedly held the dog's tail grass in his palm and hid it behind his back, shaking his head slightly.

Rong Zhen didn't even look at Jiang Yuzan, and raised his chin towards Osmanthus osmanthus, "Help me change my clothes."

"Eh?" Jiang Yuhan's face was inexplicable, this person really planned to treat himself as dead.

Osmanthus osmanthus handed the dog's tail grass to Jiang Yuhan's hands, and followed Rong Zhen into the house.

After a fire broke out in Rong Mansion seven years ago, Rong Zhen moved to this main house, and his title changed from Young Master Rong to Duke Rong, a 15-year-old father...

Sometimes this room is so big that he feels chills.

When Rong Zhen didn't sleep well, he would think wildly, and his mind was in a daze, so he propped up his arms and waited for the sweet-scented osmanthus to put the clothes on him one by one.

He closed his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and lazy, "From now on, you don't get together with her."

The hand of Osmanthus fragrans to tie his belt froze for a moment, then nodded her head as a consent.

"I know it's useless to tell you that, but she was placed by our side by the Queen Mother." Rong Zhen raised one eyelid and relaxed when he saw the aggrieved little eyes of Osmanthus osmanthus, "you get along with her As long as you pay attention to your size, it’s fine.”

Sure enough, Osmanthus osmanthus raised her head and narrowed her eyes with a smile, which made Rong Zhen feel better for no reason.

When Rong Zhen picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus, the sweet-scented osmanthus was still a baby.

The world is not peaceful, the people are also living in uneasy life, and there are frequent incidents of abandoning their wives and children. The parents of Osmanthus osmanthus have a bit of conscience and put him at the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

At that time, the sweet-scented osmanthus couldn't make any sound, so naturally it didn't cry. Although Rong Zhen was not a patient person, he never left other people's affairs with the sweet-scented osmanthus. He was a child himself, but he knew how to take care of the other.

After Osmanthus osmanthus grew up, she also began to learn how to do things, and naturally changed her identity to serve Rong Zhen.

The two have supported each other for more than ten years, and they are each other's only remaining support.

Osmanthus osmanthus helped Rong Zhen fasten his belt, rubbed his finger against the dust on the jade belt, took a step back, and gestured with his hand, "Do you want to have breakfast with her?"

"Let's go together, or let the cook make a separate copy."

The sweet-scented osmanthus nodded, and ran out bouncing around.

Rong Zhen looked at him like that, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved. Osmanthus osmanthus is a half-grown child who likes to be lively, and Jiang Yuzan is familiar with him, so he must be very happy, but this Jiang Yuzan...

Rong Zhen remembered what Jiang Yuzan asked him yesterday, and he still felt uneasy. He looked at the bronze mirror on the table, and patted his pale face twice.

When I walked to the dining room, I heard Jiang Yuzan's loud voice, and said excitedly, "Osmanthus osmanthus, did you make this?"

Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head and gestured with her hands for a long time.

Jiang Yuzan looked at him in confusion, and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand."

The sweet-scented osmanthus pursed her lips, not knowing what to do, she suddenly had an idea, took a teacup, dipped her fingertips in some water, and began to write on the table.

Jiang Yuzan quickly leaned over and read out while reading, "Cook, oh, you mean you hired a cook?"

Osmanthus osmanthus smiled and nodded, raised her head to think for a while, and then continued writing.

"The cook only cooks, and I still have to find him for other things." Rong Zhen walked to the seat, sat down, and said coldly, "Since you have entered our house, you should know some rules and ask about everything first." Ask Osmanthus osmanthus and me."

Jiang Yuzan smacked her lips, really hating Rong Zhen's attitude. After saying "Oh", she leaned over and asked Osmanthus osmanthus, "When did you learn to write?"

The sweet-scented osmanthus dipped some more tea and wrote down each word.

Seeing how happy they were, Rong Zhen stopped talking, picked up the bowl in front of him, ate the porridge with a spoon, and looked up at them from time to time.

Although Jiang Yuzan was a few years older than Rong Zhen, she was still a girl at heart, chirping not much worse than the birds on the tree.

It was strange that such a girl would marry a dead man.

It took half an hour for Rong Zhen to eat while thinking about things. He put down the bowl in his hand, exhaled, and finally said, "Are you going to feed the cat later?"

Osmanthus osmanthus was writing to Jiang Yuzan, when she heard this, she raised her head and gestured with her hands, "I'll go right away."

"I'm with you." Rong Zhen stood up, glanced at Jiang Yuhan, and said impatiently, "Hurry up and eat your meal."

Jiang Yuhan shrugged her shoulders and buried her head in front of her bowl.

Osmanthus fragrans obediently followed Rong Zhen, carefully grabbed the corner of Rong Zhen's sleeve, Rong Zhen turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Are you angry?" Osmanthus osmanthus gestured with her hands.

Rong Zhen originally wanted to pretend to be angry, so that the sweet-scented osmanthus would be a little scruples, but just as he straightened his face, he was amused by his cute little eyes, "Normal."

The sweet-scented osmanthus felt relieved and ran to the kitchen to get food, and the two of them walked to the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

A group of wild cats had already gathered there, and they all stood up when they saw the shadow of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Osmanthus osmanthus held a large bowl in each hand, and held another between her arm and chest, and handed it to Rong Zhen and her husband. They staggered as they walked, and finally placed several bowls in front of the threshold.

The wild cats swarmed up.

Osmanthus squats down, counts in her heart while pointing, and after a while tugs at Rong Zhen's trouser legs, and gestures to him with her head up, "It seems that there is one more."

Rong Zhen also squatted down, "Which one?"

Osmanthus osmanthus pointed to a skinny kitten with white flowers on a black background.

This cat was too thin and too small to squeeze in the others, and was bumped around by a few fat cats.

Osmanthus osmanthus couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and hugged the kitten in her arms.

Wild cats are generally very irritable, but this one is different. It seems to be very familiar with people, lying motionless in the arms of sweet-scented osmanthus.

The black eyes of the osmanthus and the blue eyes of the kitten looked at Rong Zhen together, with exactly the same small eyes.

"Keep it." Rong Zhen understood the meaning of the sweet-scented osmanthus and was willing to compromise. It was the same scene when he picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Five-year-old Rong Zhen was led by the old housekeeper to study in the Taifu's mansion. The two of them saw a big bamboo basket at the door just as they left the house.

When I looked closer, I saw that there was only a baby wrapped in a rag in the bamboo basket.

Rong Zhen's eyes never left from the moment they glanced at the baby's smiling face.