Butler Zhao was wandering around when he saw a banker running over and said that a large group of people was coming towards Zhuangzi.

"Oh, is this here?"

The housekeeper beamed with joy and hurried to the intersection of Zhuangzi.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm here." From a distance, Zhao Guang saw someone at Zhuangzi Entrance looking over with his hands on an awning. He laughed and rushed over to shout.

"Oh, it's Mr. Zhao."

As the housekeeper spoke, he looked back and did not see the master's figure. However, when he saw Guan Ji dressed in men's clothing, he quickly stepped forward and saluted, "I have met Mrs. Guan and all the gentlemen."

Although I don't know if Lady Guan will become the mistress of the house in the future, but now she can be half the master of the house, so she can't neglect it.

"Uncle Zhao, there is no need to be polite."

Guan Ji nodded, with a rare smile on her face.

Butler Zhao looked behind him again and found that there was indeed no sign of the master's family, so he asked, "May I ask Madam Guan, where is the master's family now?"

"Uncle Zhao, there's no need to look, my brother is still in Jincheng."

Zhao Guang knew what the housekeeper was looking for, so he explained, "Brother asked me to bring the others here first."

When the housekeeper heard that the master had arrived in Jincheng, he was happy at first, and then looked disappointed, "Why didn't the master come back with Zhao Langjun?"

"I can't come," Zhao Guang said, sniffing and wondering, "What does it smell like?"

"The house is preparing to eat. Alas, Zhao Langjun hasn't said yet, why can't the master come?"

Butler Zhao said anxiously.

"Hey, Uncle Zhao, why are you so anxious? My brother has been ordered by the Prime Minister to come back to report on his duties this time. When he returns to Jincheng, he will naturally go to the city to report to the Prime Minister."

"Oh, that's it." The housekeeper nodded, "My master is working on national affairs and should put national affairs first."

"Ahem," Zhao Guang seemed to be choking on his saliva, "Brother...well, yes, he works hard for state affairs, so Uncle Zhao, don't worry."

"Then I don't know when the master will be able to return to the house, so I can let the old servant make preparations earlier." Butler Zhao asked again.

"This is uncertain, maybe three days, or five days. It depends on when the prime minister can spare time."

"What's taking so long?"

"Soon, Uncle Zhao, you don't know. The imperial court is about to march south. There are many things going on in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Now, let alone my brother, even if the prefect of a county returns to Jincheng, it will take three to five days to see the Prime Minister.

, If he were the county magistrate of that small place, he might even be there on the seventh or eighth day, brother..."

While Zhao Guang was talking, he saw another person running down the official road. It was the old pawn that Feng Yong brought out from Zhuangzi last year.

The old soldier hadn't arrived yet, but he was shouting from a distance, "The master is coming back and has already left Jincheng..."

This shout made Zhao Guang choke again.

Guan Ji, Wang Xun and others all looked sideways at Zhao Guang.

But the housekeeper didn't think so much and showed joy, "So fast?"

After saying this, I remembered what Zhao Guang had just said, and couldn't help but wonder, "Didn't Zhao Langjun just say..."

"Yes, what I mean is that when my brother can return to the village, it depends on how much the Prime Minister values ​​his brother. The more important he is, the sooner he can be received by the Prime Minister."

Cold sweat broke out slightly on Zhao Guang's forehead.

"Isn't it a good thing that my brother is back so soon? It means that he is very popular with the Prime Minister!"

"Yes, that's right."

Butler Zhao received Zhao Guang's good words and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Regardless of whether what Zhao Guang said is consistent or not, as long as the master comes back, it is a good thing.

"Zhao Langjun brought people into the village first. Food has been prepared in the house. Everyone has worked hard all the way. When we get to the village, we can eat with all our stomachs. The old servant went to prepare it first. If there is anything, just ask Mrs. Guan. Now

Lady Guan can be the head of the house."

Butler Zhao was so happy that he spilled the beans for a moment.

This time, it was Guan Ji's turn to be looked at by everyone.

Guan Ji's face turned red in an extremely rare way. She stared at everyone with her phoenix eyes. When she saw the steward turn around, she quickly called out, "Uncle Zhao, don't panic, there is one more thing."

"I wonder if there is anything else that concerns Madam?"

"I mentioned it a few days ago, saying that my brother brought back a lot of people this time. I wonder if Uncle Zhao has prepared a place to stay. It is rainy in spring, and I don't dare to let people stay outside at night."

As soon as Guan Ji said this, everyone's expressions became even more wonderful. Doesn't this confirm what the butler just said about being the master of the house?

"Don't worry, Mrs. Guan," Butler Zhao said quickly, "How dare I neglect the things Mrs. Guan has told me?"

As he spoke, a sly smile appeared on his face, "In the past year or so, there have been many more people on the farm to help look after the village, and the old servant also allowed them to build some houses on the farm to live in temporarily."

"The master's family is coming back, and they have brought so many people with them, so the old servant has already told their leader that they don't need to worry about the house starting tonight, and they will give up the house by then.

.”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Guang's face became extremely weird.

Aren’t the people helping to watch Zhuangzi belong to their family?

Uncle Zhao, is it really okay for you to do this?

Guan Ji pursed her lips, but there was no change on her face. She nodded and said, "Uncle Zhao, you did a good job on this matter."

Zhao Guang looked at Guan Ji again, his expression even more wonderful.

Sister, if you say this, is it really okay?

Butler Zhao added, "After all, they have helped so much. Although the old servant doesn't know how to thank the master behind them, the old servant thought that he would also cook a portion for them for today's meal. Madam Guan, look

how?"

"Okay, Uncle Zhao, you can take care of this matter."

Guan Ji nodded, "How to say thank you is my brother's business. Uncle Zhao, just greet them."

"Okay, the old servant will go and get busy first."

This large group of people entered Zhuangzi, and Zhuangzi suddenly became lively.

Especially the family that originally sent the children to the host’s family. This time the host’s family returned to Jincheng and brought all the children back.

When the dealers received the notice, they all ran out anxiously looking for their children.

When they saw the children running out of the crowd and calling for "Auntie", the eyes of the parents were red.

The one who throws himself into the mother's arms is happy. The mother will wipe her tears while hugging the child tightly, and call the child's nickname.

The one who pounced on Aweng was a bit unfortunate. Men can't express their feelings. Although they are happy to see their children, they always feel that it is embarrassing to be like a woman.

So in order to express his masculinity, men will scold him, "You've grown so big and still look like a girl..."

Then he secretly looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, and then quietly pulled the child and asked, "You have been out for such a long time, how are you eating? Are you dressed warmly? Are you suffering?"

But overall, everyone was happy. Not only did the children who went out this time come back safely, but looking at the clothes they were wearing, if they were left in an ordinary farmer's home, they might not be able to wear them in their lifetime.

The half-grown baby is at the time when his body is growing. We haven’t seen him for more than a year and he has grown a lot taller.

Not to mention the way he behaves and speaks, he is no longer the same as the children left behind in the village. Farmers can't teach such children. They are more like the seeds of learning coming from rich families.

My child...he is going to have a future!

Thinking of this, all parents couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

Day and night for more than a year, there was not a day without worry.

Although the news from the housekeeper is that the children are fine, who can rest assured without seeing it with their own eyes?

Now it seems that all these worries are worth it, or is there anything to be gained by following the master's family and digging for food in the fields?

Yaomei looked at Niu Wa curiously, reached out and touched his clothes, and asked, "Second brother, why are you all wearing the same clothes?"

Niu Wa straightened her chest and said proudly, "This is distributed uniformly in the school. Only those who have entered the school can wear it. Yaomei, look at this material, it is rare! It is not common outside."

Yaomei curled her lips after hearing this, "What's so rare about this? I still have several sets of clothes made of this kind of fabric."

Although Yaomei is young, she is one of the most important people in the village and is in charge of all the chickens and ducks in the village.

Therefore, the woolen cloth that the Lord sent back from Hanzhong will not be short of her share.

In addition to her dexterity, she has already learned to try to make a suit of clothes for herself, but she is not very good at it.

Yaomei pointed at Wei Rong, who was holding Fu Qian and standing alone, "Isn't that a dog? Where is his mother?"

"Now we can't call him Gouzi, we have to call him Wei Langjun! His mother married a general in Hanzhong, and he is now the son of the general's family!"

Niu Wa saw Yaomei and was about to walk over, so he quickly grabbed her and said.

Yaomei hesitated for a moment, remembering some things that Uncle Zhao had said to her, and then said, "Since he is the son of the general's family and a disciple of Mr., it would be rude if no one cares about him.

I am the steward of the house, how can I watch?"

With that said, Yaomei walked over and said, "Wei Langjun, why are you standing here? Come on, I will take you back to the house."

Then he looked at Fu Qian next to Wei Rong and asked, "Who is this young gentleman? Why have I never seen him before?"
To be continued...