"This is my youngest son. He lives in my younger brother's house on weekdays. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so he comes back to live." Aunt Xie introduced, then pulled the young man again and said with a smile, "But after the Chinese New Year, he will always live at home. At that time, you must ask Mr. Fang to help him."

Aunt Xie’s younger brother is a scholar. He doesn’t live in the county town and is a preview of teaching in the next town. Aunt Xie’s younger son has been sent to his parents’ younger brother’s house since his enlightenment. It has been more than ten years now.

Five years ago, his youngest son passed the Tongsheng exam and took the hospital exam last year, but failed. Originally, Aunt Xie thought that it was not a big deal for her youngest son to live in his younger brother's house. She had not seen her son for a long time, and her son became much unfamiliar with her. However, there were no other scholars in the Xie family and there were many people in the family, so she would quarrel about her children's studies. Aunt Xie was unable to decide whether to let her son come back to live.

Fang Zheng got the case and lived next to her again. Aunt Xie felt that Fang Zheng and Feng Qing were both very easy to get along with. When his son came back, Aunt Xie made up his mind.

Aunt Xie's youngest son is Xie Junming. He is nineteen years old this year and looks clear and clear. He has a unique scholarly spirit. At first glance, he looks a bit like Fang Zheng, but in Feng Qing's opinion, Xie Junming is a little immature.

Early in the morning, he heard his mother keep mentioning Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang next door, saying that they are talented and beautiful women, and that Mrs. Fang is capable and knowledgeable. Xie Junming originally thought that Aunt Xie was just exaggerating, but now when he sees Feng Qing, his face suddenly turns red.

Xie Junming has seen so old, but none of them can match the young Mrs. Fang in front of him.

Although this Mrs. Fang looked a little haggard, her face without makeup was like a peeled egg, which made people unable to move their eyes away, not to mention the perfect facial features. What made Xie Junming lose his mind the most was these black and white eyes, which were as moist and bright as cat pupils.

"Aunt Xie, you are kind to me when my husband comes back." Seeing Xie Junming's excessively focused gaze, Feng Qing turned around and avoided.

Since he has been getting better day by day, and with his affection with his husband, he feels naturally relaxed. Feng Qing can occasionally look in the mirror and can detect his own changes. Now his face is 90% like his former self.

She also received countless direct or obscure attention when walking on the road. Feng Qing didn't like it, which is why she was reluctant to go out.

But Xie Junming's vision was too hot.

Feng Qing frowned quietly, trying to find an excuse to leave by himself.

Opposite Feng Qing, he didn't hear his son speak for a while. Aunt Xie turned around and urged "Silang, thank you Mrs. Fang."

Xie Junming had barely come back to his senses, his face turned redder. He cleared his throat awkwardly and bowed to Feng Qing, "Junming has met Mrs. Fang."

"Young Master Xie, you are kind." Feng Qing kept lowering his eyebrows.

"Aunt Xie, my husband will be back soon today. I have to go buy vegetables soon." Feng Qing found an excuse and was about to leave.

"Finish, then let's go now." Aunt Xie didn't hear Feng Qing's implied meaning, she smiled.

At this moment, Aunt Xie just wanted to get close to Feng Qing so that Feng Qing could say good things in front of Fang Zheng. Aunt Xie understood that Fang Zheng was very fond of Feng Qing. If Feng Qing spoke, impossible things would become possible.

If Fang Zheng had coached one or two, it would be a piece of cake for her Silang to be admitted to the scholar.

Just taking care of the little calculations in his heart, Aunt Xie did not notice the strangeness between Feng Qing and his youngest son.

"Thank you for your hard work, my son wants to go with me, so he can share the burden with me." Xie Junming blushed and looked at Feng Qing, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and then said quickly.

He studied hard all year round, but Xie Junming was not good at disguising. When he suddenly saw someone who made him moved, Xie Junming didn't know how to let go of his hands and feet.

Aunt Xie finally realized something was wrong with his son and carefully glanced at his son's expression. Aunt Xie only felt that his heart sank.

My son has never treated the girl differently when he grows up so old. He suddenly becomes aware of someone else's wife.

No matter how capable Feng Qing is or how beautiful she is, Aunt Xie will not allow her son to fall into Feng Qing.

She chuckled at Feng with a chore, "Auntie suddenly thought that there was something else, so she wouldn't go shopping with you."

After saying that, Aunt Xie turned around and pulled her son and was about to go back.

However, Xie Junming seemed to have a root under his feet. If Aunt Xie pulled it, he just looked at Feng Qing motionlessly, and the blush on his face had already extended to his ears.

Aunt Xie was so embarrassed that she knew that this had nothing to do with Feng Qing, but she couldn't bear to be so arrogant to her youngest son, Ji, who had always been proud of her. Aunt Xie could only wink at Xie Junming desperately, and the force in her hands became heavier, "Silang, didn't you say you still have books?"

After a long time, Xie Junming took back the gum from Feng Qing's gaze and bowed to Feng Qing again, "Madam Fang, say goodbye."

The gate of Xie's yard was closed, and Feng Qing shook his head and raised his foot to leave.

She didn't take this episode to heart.

She still went to the stall where she often bought meat and bought two kilograms of ribs. The couple who sold meat already knew Feng Qing and knew that Feng Qing was the head lady of the case. Fang Jiang always liked to come to this store to buy meat when she was there. Fang Jiang was cheerful and had similar interests with the women in this family. Feng Qing, as a scholar, was approachable. The couple also had a doubled preference for Feng Qing and would give Feng Qing a few taels of meat.

On the way back after buying the vegetables, he took the opportunity to Mozhai and bought some pens, ink, paper and inkstone for Fang Zheng.

Then he didn't delay any more and went home.

However, when he passed by the gate of Xiejiayuan, Xie Junming happened to come out. He didn't expect to meet Feng Qing. Xie Junming greeted him in a panic, "Mrs. Fang--"

Feng Qing nodded, responded, and then quickly left.

"Please wait a moment-" Seeing Feng Qing about to enter the door, Xie Junming spoke impulsively.

Stopped, Feng Qing turned around. The man seemed to have no malice towards her at the moment. He was Aunt Xie's son again. Feng Qing couldn't ignore him. She asked, "I don't know what happened to Mr. Xie?"

Feng Qing's face was cold.

The blush on Xie Junming's face faded away instantly, and his mind went blank, and he didn't know how he would speak.

"I, I, I want to ask when Mr. Fang will be back." Xie Junming held his breath and said quickly.

"My husband comes back every day. If Mr. Xie has something urgent, he can tell me that I can tell him." Seeing Xie Junming, Feng Qing thought of those young men who had just started to fall in love. They were impulsive, shy, and fragile. Feng Qing would not give Xie Junming any possibility of ambiguousness, nor could he despise and look down on him.

"No, there's no hurry." Xie Junming waved his hands repeatedly.

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Chapter completed!