Chapter 8 is alive and hell

The next few days were unusually busy, because the carpenter master brought by Fang Xing was so studious that he quickly finished the little things in Fang Yiai's head.

"Second young master, those masters have learned almost everything, so they don't have to be so busy in the future, right?" Linglong helped Fang Yiai wipe the sweat on her forehead, and Linglong looked at the second young master who was busy panting, and she was very distressed. Fang Yiai drank a saliva and smashed it, smashing it and smashing it with a wry smile: "I guess it's almost, I hope these masters can spare me, I can't bear it anymore, one by one is like a hundred thousand whys, how can I know so many things." ”

Seeing Fang Yiai's bitter gourd face, Linglong covered her mouth and smiled secretly, this second young master's speech is too bad, what is a hundred thousand why. Sure enough, after this day, those masters rarely came to ask things anymore, and Fang Yiai was completely relieved. The rest of the time, Fang Yiai was very comfortable, traveling around every day, and playing chess with Linglong when he had nothing to do.

The sun is shining in the sky, and March is the spring season, with wind, grass and fragrance. Fang Xuanling returned to the house with a long-bearded man of about the same age, Fang Xuanling touched his beard and said with a smile: "Keming, I didn't lie to you, you can experience it for yourself in a while to know how comfortable the recliner is." ”

"Xuan Ling, hearing what you say, I can't wait, haha!" This man who is nearly fifty years old smiled heartily, if Fang Yiai was here, he would definitely be stupid, because this person was Du Ruhui, the old Du in "Fang Mou Du Xuan".

After Fang Xuanling took Du Ruhui to the courtyard, he put the reclining chair and let Du Ruhui sit on it, and after a while, he asked with a smile: "Keming, how do you feel?" ”

"Xuan Ling, this recliner is a good thing, it's very comfortable to lie on it, not tired at all" Du Ruhui smiled comfortably, and didn't think about it when he sat on it, "By the way, Xuan Ling, where did you order this recliner from, I will also order one." It's strange that I haven't heard of such a good thing! ”

"Keming, I'm afraid you can't buy this recliner, because this is my family's Jun'er made it himself in order to honor me, so if you want it, you have to let that kid do it himself" Fang Xuanling held his beard and smiled, his unsuccessful son finally had something to handle.

"Oh, this is true, this thing was made by Fang Junxian's nephew?" Du Ruhui is curious now, this Fang Jun's reputation has always been linked to the gentleman's son, and he really hasn't heard that he also knows carpenter work.

"Keming, I won't lie to you, that stinky boy in my family, he doesn't have anything to do, he thinks about some crooked ways all day long, I don't know where he learned this craft" Fang Xuanling was also very helpless about this problem, his son himself knew that he had never left Chang'an since he was born, let alone learn what carpenter to do. So Fang Xuanling felt that there was only one explanation, that is, this stinky boy, who had nothing to figure out, belonged to the type of self-taught.

"Haha, Xuan Ling, this is a good thing, you should be happy" Du Ruhui got up from the recliner, patted Fang Xuanling's shoulder and said happily, "Xuan Ling, how is Junxian's nephew's injury, I didn't have time to come to see him when I was busy with business last time, and now that I have come to Fang Fu, I have to go and see him!" ”

"Keming, don't mention it, this stinky boy's body is fine, but he just fell on the head and forgot all the previous things" Listening to Du Ruhui's words, Fang Xuanling was depressed, and he asked the imperial doctor about this matter, and the imperial doctor said that it depends on the will of God if he wants to recover his memory. As soon as Fang Xuanling thought of this, she panicked.

"Xuan Ling, don't be like this, Jun'er's body is fine, even if God blesses," Du Ruhui comforted.

"Hehe, don't talk about this, Keming, I'll take it to see Jun'er first, I don't know if this kid is not here now, I've been wandering around blindly with injuries during this time" Fang Xuanling muttered while leading Du Ruhui towards the west across the courtyard. After Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui entered the courtyard, they saw that the door of the main house was actually open, and Fang Yiai and Linglong were playing chess intently in the house. Fang Xuanling originally wanted to call Fang Yiai, but was stopped by Du Ruhui, who wanted to see what these two young people were playing, and they were so fascinated.

After Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui walked to the table, Linglong and Fang Yiai didn't react at all, and the two of them were coming down to a critical moment. Fang Yiai stared at his veteran carefully, using eighteen kinds of martial arts to block Linglong's attack, how could he have a car and a horse left, but Linglong had a car and a horse, and Linglong had a car and a horse and a double cannon, in the end, the veteran of Fang Yiai's love was still a tragedy, and was directly suffocated to death by Linglong, looking at the serial cannon in the middle line, plus the veteran of Hule plus the car, Fang Yiai was sad, "Linglong, do you let me not do it, I'm almost out of confidence!" ”

"No, Second Young Master, you're still a man!"

"Hmph, Linglong, I'm only fourteen today, I'm just a boy, not a man!"

Second young master, you are a scoundrel!

Fang Yiai was playing with Linglong's eyes, when he heard a voice next to him: "Stinky boy, I've been standing here for a long time, and you haven't noticed it yet, do you plan to let me continue to stand?" ”

Hearing this voice, Fang Yiai and Linglong jumped down from the stool at the same time, Linglong grabbed the corner of her clothes and didn't dare to raise it, "Master, the slave knows that she is wrong, and she will never dare to do this again in the future!" ”

Although Fang Yiai was very curious about the man next to his father, it was obviously not the time to ask questions, and when he saw that Linglong actually admitted his mistake, he hurriedly sneered: "Father, I pulled Linglong to play chess, you also know my surname, I can't be idle, Linglong is also entangled by me, so she can't play chess with me." It's just that once this chess game is played, it's a little fascinating, so I didn't notice you coming in. ”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I don't blame you, Jun'er, do you remember who this is?" Fang Xuanling waved his hand and didn't care about this trivial matter, just pointed to the uncle next to him and asked with a smile.

Fang Yiai looked at it carefully or shook his head and said with a wry smile: "This uncle, I'm sorry, there's something wrong with my head, I really can't remember who you are?" ”

Du Ruhui shook his head and said indifferently: "Jun'er doesn't need to blame yourself, you have amnesia, how can your uncle blame you." It doesn't matter if you can't think of it, can't you get acquainted with it again now, my name is Du Ruhui, you can call me Uncle Du. ”

Fang Yiai was completely dizzy now, what's going on, didn't Du Ruhui die in the fourth year of Zhenguan, it is very clear in the history books. Fang Yiai rubbed his head vigorously, and after making sure that everything in front of him was true, he muttered with some fear: "What the hell is going on, isn't Du Ruhui dead a long time ago, how come he came back to life, is it that he is alive today?" ”

Listening to Fang Xuanling's words, Fang Xuanling's face suddenly darkened, this stinky boy was smoking again, and he actually dared to curse his old friend. Fang Xuanling raised his hand angrily to educate this unsuccessful son, he was so angry, Fang Xuanling hadn't reacted yet, Linglong took Fang Xuanling's hand and said urgently: "Master, you can spare the second young master this time, the second young master's head is broken, you don't blame him." ”

"Linglong, you let go of me, I have to teach this stinky boy a lesson today, if you don't let go, I will beat you today" Fang Xuanling's face was pale, it can be seen that he was really angry this time, but Linglong was not afraid, gritted his teeth and cried, but he didn't let go. Seeing this situation, Du Ruhui said indifferently: "Xuan Ling, you are too impatient, I believe that Jun'er is not cursing me, why not listen to his explanation?" ”

"Keming, since you have spoken for him, I will listen to his explanation, I want to see what tricks he can play" Fang Xuanling sat on the high stool with a huff. Fang Yiai also reacted at this time, and was thinking about how to explain it, and after thinking for a while, he said embarrassedly: "Father, how dare the child curse Uncle Du." A few days ago, when I was on the street, I met a fortune teller, and he told me that Uncle Du had died in a catastrophe when he was in the fourth year of Zhenguan. You also know that I have amnesia, and I don't remember anything from the past, so I took the fortune teller's word. But just now, I suddenly saw Uncle Du standing in front of me alive, do you think I can't be surprised? ”

"Hehe, I'll just say that Jun'er is not cursing me, but the fortune teller is not wrong, I did encounter a big disaster when I was in the fourth year of Zhenguan, and I was almost angry to death by Qinglian that time, but fortunately I met Sun Daochang, so I saved this old life!" Du Ruhui said with a smile with emotion. After listening to Du Ruhui's words, Fang Ruhui's love was crooked for a while, and Du Ruhui's son Du He was not a good thing, he almost killed his father, this bastard Du He definitely has to be ranked first, as for Fang Yiai, he can only rank second.

"I see, my nephew was really rude just now, and please don't blame my uncle, my nephew wants you to apologize here" After Fang Yiai finished speaking, he clasped his hands into fists and gave a salute.

"Why do you have to be like this, how can my uncle care about you, besides, your father and I are like brothers, in my eyes, you are the same as my child, how can I blame you" Du Ruhui raised his hand kindly and said.

"Hmph, you kid is reasonable, by the way, what is the name of that fortune teller, I have to let Jing Zhaoyin catch him, how dare you confuse the public with such a gossip" Fang Xuanling's obvious anger has not subsided, since his son can't move, then that fortune teller can't move?

"Eh, father, I don't know his name, I only know what his name is," Fang Yiai said casually.

"Xuguzi, where did this come from, Keming, have you heard of this person?"

"Xuan Ling, I'm afraid this person is a cunning person again, it is estimated that he makes a living by cheating, I think the name Xuguzi is also fake" Du Ruhui shook his head and smiled. Fang Xuanling listened to Du Ruhui's words, and had no choice but to nod helplessly, Fang Xuanling swore not to let himself run into this void grain, otherwise he would have to be put in the oil pot.

Fang Yiai saw that she had broken through this level, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, squeezed her eyes at Linglong, who still had tears on her face, and made a grimace, which immediately made Linglong smile.