readytorunbook Chapter 152 A Man's Dream
Chapter 152 A Man's Dream
Chapter 152 A Man's Dream
Jiang Xuyang held his bowl and drank his milk, occasionally stealing glances at his father. He was still young and didn't quite understand some things. He was very curious as to why his new parents were like this.
Wang Wenzhou looked at Sheng Lan with a smile and said affectionately, "Lazy Lan, I want to drink milk."
"Hey... don't do this, the child is here!" Sheng Lan rolled her eyes at Wang Wenzhou. Is it really appropriate for an adult to do this in front of a child?
"Lazy Blue, Lazy Blue, you don't love me anymore!" Wang Wenzhou tugged at Sheng Lan's clothes and acted coquettishly.
Sheng Lan's face turned red all the way to her neck. She really couldn't do anything with Wang Wenzhou, so she had to take a sip of milk and put her little mouth to Wang Wenzhou's big mouth.
Wang Wenzhou took a sip of milk, feeling quite satisfied. However, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Jiang Xuyang was looking at him with a pair of curious, large eyes, full of deep meaning.
Wang Wenzhou asked with a smile, "Little Yangyang, do you also want to drink Lazy Blue's milk?"
"Mmm!" Jiang Xuyang was still young and didn't understand anything. He just thought that drinking milk like this must be fun.
Wang Wenzhou's face darkened, and he scolded, "Xiao Yangyang, this is wrong of you! Only I can drink my wife's milk. If you want to drink milk, wait until you grow up and drink your wife's."
"Hmm?" Jiang Xuyang pouted and said, "But I used to drink my mother's milk!"
Damn! Wang Wenzhou discovered that children's thinking is particularly peculiar, and adults often can't understand it.
Wang Wenzhou thought for a moment and then said, "That's why! There are many cases where a father is an enemy. It's because another man is drinking the milk of one man. How can he not be angry!"
Sheng Lan was both amused and exasperated, and complained, "Wang Wenzhou, that's enough! If you keep going like this, you'll corrupt even a good child!"
"Hehe!" Wang Wenzhou chuckled and said, "Lazy Blue, I'm full. I'm going to the labor camp to check on Xiao Liang. That little rascal got a really bad beating yesterday."
"Hmph!" Sheng Lan snorted coldly, "He deserved it, he should have been beaten to death."
Seeing that Sheng Lan was very angry, Wang Wenzhou did not try to defend Sheng Liang.
"Xiao Yangyang, come with me. Your mother needs to stay home to recover and can't take care of you." Wang Wenzhou was worried that Sheng Lan would get tired.
"Alright, I'm leaving!" Wang Wenzhou said to Sheng Lan.
"Mmm." Sheng Lan nodded.
Wang Wenzhou pouted and said aggrievedly, "Lazy Blue, Lazy Blue, you don't love me anymore! You didn't even kiss me goodbye!"
"Sigh!" Sheng Lan could only sigh when faced with Wang Wenzhou's unserious behavior. She quickly went over, hugged Wang Wenzhou, and kissed him.
Sheng Lan actually really enjoyed Wang Wenzhou's hugs and kisses goodbye every day before he left. But she always felt shy and couldn't relax in front of the children.
Wang Wenzhou took Jiang Xuyang's small hand and got into the sedan chair. They went to Chunfeng Pavilion opposite Zuihualou to pick up Zhao Fengmin. Then, under the protection of a group of people, the sedan chair went straight to the labor camp.
On the day of the riot, Wang Wenzhou almost lost his life. From then on, Wang Wenzhou, who valued his life very much, was always accompanied by half a battalion of sedan chair carriers whenever he went out.
The sedan chair was carried by eight men, a configuration that was not appropriate for someone of Wang Wenzhou's rank. However, Wang Wenzhou disregarded the court's rules; in Hanshan County, he was the local tyrant, and who dared to mess with him?
Today was the day of the sedan chair bearers' battalion, and Deputy Battalion Commander Zhu Yi was on duty. He followed closely beside the sedan chair, directing his 50 men to change the bearers from time to time as they sped towards the labor camp.
Because Wang Wenzhou had been caught by Lin Hu while riding in a sedan chair last time and nearly died at Lin Hu's hands, Wang Wenzhou stipulated that the sedan chair's speed must not be slower than that of a horse. Fortunately, the speed of a person running is not much different from that of a horse.
The sedan chair bearers were finding it very difficult to carry the load, so Zhu Yi would order a change of bearers every mile. The training had been going well these past few days; when the bearers were changed, the vibrations inside the sedan chair gradually decreased, and the sedan chair's speed did not decrease.
The space inside the sedan chair was quite large, about seven or eight square meters. Wang Wenzhou rested his head on Zhao Fengmin's lap and teased her from time to time.
Jiang Xuyang, with his youthful spirit, stood by the window, watching the scenery along the road.
"Waaah..." Suddenly, Jiang Xuyang squatted on the ground and burst into tears.
Wang Wenzhou frowned, sat up, pulled Jiang Xuyang in front of him, and asked, "Little Yangyang, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Jiang Xuyang wiped the tears from his face with his small hands and sobbed, "Dad, I miss Mom, and I miss Dad too!"
Wang Wenzhou lifted the sedan curtain and glanced out the window, just as they were passing by Jiang Xuyang's house. The child was moved by the sight.
Wang Wenzhou quickly comforted him, "Little Yangyang, be good! Didn't I tell you before? From now on, I'm your dad! And you'll have even more moms!"
Wang Wenzhou pointed at Zhao Fengmin and said, "Quickly call her 'Mother,' she's your mother too."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fengmin's face lit up with a smile. Although her relationship with Wang Wenzhou was purely platonic, Wang Wenzhou had never mentioned wanting to marry her. Moreover, she was too embarrassed to ask him directly.
"Xuyang, don't cry! You're so big now, people will laugh at you if they see you crying!" Zhao Fengmin quickly squatted down, gently stroked Jiang Xuyang's head, and comforted him softly.
"Waaah..." Jiang Xuyang sobbed a few times before saying, "My father said that a man doesn't easily shed tears, so I won't cry!"
Zhao Fengmin smiled slightly and said, "Our Xuyang is really amazing. He even knows that a man doesn't easily shed tears."
"Yes!" Jiang Xuyang nodded and said seriously, "My father has always made me study. He said that there are beautiful women and riches in books. Study hard and you will become the top scholar in the imperial examination."
Wang Wenzhou curled his lip and said disdainfully, "Little Yangyang, don't listen to your ex-father's nonsense! Study your sister's books! Your father was also a scholar, but he was still just a Xiucai (a lower-level scholar) until he died. You should know how many people there are in the Ming Dynasty? Only one Zhuangyuan (top scholar) is produced every few years. The probability of becoming a Zhuangyuan is smaller than your chance of winning the lottery."
Zhao Fengmin smiled wryly. "The master hasn't even had a drink today! How can he be talking nonsense like that? What kind of parenting is that!"
"Father, what should I do?" Jiang Xuyang blinked his big eyes at Wang Wenzhou.
Wang Wenzhou said with high spirits, "You should be like me, making a lot of money and becoming a high-ranking official. You must understand, in our noble family, only fools study. We are born officials, we don't need to take the imperial examinations at all. Because we are nobles of the Ming Dynasty, because our ancestors shed blood for the Ming Dynasty!"
"And what happens after you become an official?" Jiang Xuyang asked, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Wang Wenzhou pulled Zhao Fengmin close to his arms, kissed her, and said, "After becoming an official, of course, it's about: being the highest-ranking official, making the most money, sleeping with the most beautiful girls, eating the best milk, riding the best cars, riding the most expensive horses, and living in the best houses."
"Yes, yes!" Jiang Xuyang nodded solemnly and said, "I understand."
"Sigh..." Zhao Fengmin sighed softly in Wang Wenzhou's arms. If adults educate children like this, how can the children grow up to be good people?