The Little King Next Door Chapter 27: Hello 1.27

Because of the resentment in his heart, Zheng Mian looked gloomy for a long time. A wave of depression was building up in his heart, and he couldn't express it. After all, he is an arrogant and arrogant young man, no matter how good he is at pretentiousness, he will inevitably reveal a bit of haze on his face.

However, with the long-sleeved matchmaker Zhang and the smooth-going Mr. Fang, the meal was on the surface, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. As for personal thoughts, that is another matter.

Recognizing that the rival in love in front of him has lost the level of pretense due to personal emotional reasons, Wang Shengli was very happy, and he ate a bowl of rice more than usual. When others are toasting, they are even more refusing to come, and the handsome face who drinks straight makes the alcohol flush with the smell of alcohol. He is so dangerous that his mind is still sober, and he has not released the evil tiger in his heart.

Of course he also respects other people's wine. If it weren't for the fact that the matchmaker Zhang kept returning to protect her, saying that "Qu Nan"'s home was far away, he would have to rush home after finishing his meal, and he had to go through a difficult mountain to get home, and other reasons for pushing wine. Wang Shengli must pour Zheng Mian under the table.

Since writing poetry and writing is not as good as others, isn't he allowed to regain his prestige at the wine table? ╭(╯^╰)╮

After three rounds of wine, the food is cold. The goals that everyone wants to achieve at the dinner table are almost achieved. Master Fang touched the bottom as he wished. After everyone took a short rest, when Zheng Mian asked to leave, he put on the air, waved his hand, and asked Wang Shengli to help send off the guests.

"I'll take you out." Wang Shengli regarded himself as a responsible master.

"Brother Wang, you're very welcome." After a meal, Zheng Mian's name for Wang Shengli had changed between cups and cups.

The two went out together, but the matchmaker Zhang stayed to find out what Master Fang said.

Going to the door, Zheng Mian was about to leave when he heard Wang Shengli suddenly sigh: "Today is so hot and sultry, it's really not a good day to go out." His words were sour, but in fact It implies that Zheng Mian should not go out today.

Zheng Mian is not the roundworm in his stomach. When they met for the first time, they both kept secrets from each other.

Zheng Mian still thinks that he is the cousin of the Fang family at this moment, and he is now blown away by the wind, and the alcohol has dissipated a little. He recalls that his performance today seems to be poor, and he is worried that he will leave flaws. Originally guilty, he naturally couldn't hear the sour taste and run-on hidden in his words, glanced at the dim sky, and blurted out: "It's going to rain heavily!"

The sun in the sky above is half hidden behind thick clouds and half exposed, but there is no dark cloud. The cloud is white and clumps like soft cotton. Anyone could see that the sun was only temporarily blocked by the clouds.

Wang Shengli didn't see any sign of whether it was going to rain or not. However, he had to show a worried look on his face and insisted: "Since it is going to rain, it must be inconvenient to go home. It is better to stay here first, and then travel after the rain."

Talking about his field of expertise, Zheng Mian suddenly felt relieved, and said with a hint of pride: "Don't worry. This rain, it won't rain for a while, this time is enough to hurry! To tell you the truth! Ah, I still have a thing or two about this weather change."

Wang Shengli looked up again, looked for a long time, but didn't see anything.

Wang Shengli laughed: "The sun is coming out? The cloud will pass in a while, why is it raining? Don't make jokes?"

Zheng Mian did not argue, and glanced at him slightly disdainfully, pointed to the distant horizon, and said firmly: "Look there."

Wang Shengli raised his eyes and saw that the sky that was close to the horizon was indeed a little dim. He narrowed his eyes to see, because the distance was too far, and as far as he could see, he could only see a vague appearance. The sky in the distance is a dull gray-white, densely covered with lead-gray clouds. A little closer, the thin and evacuated clouds are quickly drifted by the wind, unpredictable, and can easily attract people's attention.

The same sky seems to be playing out a completely different scene.

"How come?" Wang Shengli was a little surprised. He also wasn't sure whether this scene existed before, he ignored and didn't see it, or whether it was just a change in the blink of an eye.

Although Zheng Mian was bored reading, but for some special reasons, he had done some research on the weather, not to mention that he was able to control all changes, he probably knew the recent weather conditions.

Seeing Wang Shengli's surprised appearance, Zheng Mian was both proud and disdainful in his heart, secretly scolding Wang Shengli and his cousin who only rely on the protection of their family, how could they understand the "Golden House of Freedom in the Book"?

The money of the ancestors will be squandered sooner or later, only one's own ability is hard!

However, he couldn't help but blame God for the injustice. A **** who doesn't know anything like this can do whatever he wants just by relying on the shade, but he has worked hard for more than ten years, but he still has to rely on others and sigh.

Thinking like this, Zheng Mian felt a little uncomfortable.

He is resentful.

It is said that on the surface, Wang Shengli does not have any conflict of interest with Zheng Mian and is likely to be the person he seeks help for. Zheng Mian should try his best to flatter him. After all, Wang Shengli now bears the name of the Fang family. head. But Zheng Mian felt disdain to associate with him, for no other reason. Zheng Mian recognized that such a rich-born person must be a **** who has been arrogant and arrogant after studying for a few years.

How can such a person be worthy of fellowship with him? The previous "Brother Wang" was like an insult to him at the moment, making Zheng Mian feel unable to lift his head.

There are many voices in Zheng Mian's heart speaking, there are many good and bad voices speaking loudly, and what he says is all his heart. His contempt, his dissatisfaction, filled his mind. There is also a weak voice that he is actually jealous, because he is luckier than him, born with fine clothes and jade food, so he doesn't have to worry about life.

Zheng Mian subconsciously ignored the sound and sneered. How could he possibly be jealous of this man? He is someone who wants to do big things and can't shake his heart for small things.

Zheng Mian felt that he could not stay with this person for a moment, and he would leave immediately.

"Young master is new here, so you probably haven't had the chance to taste some local delicacies. I have already sent someone to make it, so I will take you home to eat." Wang Shengli suddenly grabbed Zheng Mian, who was about to leave, with a very kind expression.

Zheng Mian turned around when he heard the words, and was surprised to find that an unfamiliar servant had already stood behind him carrying a cake, and the servant Qu Nan had sent to monitor him also stood beside him, but he Immersed in my own world, I didn't even notice these changes.

He glanced at the boy almost embarrassedly, as if he saw the same contempt and contempt for his cousin in the boy's eyes, and that kind of disdain and contempt seemed to be stronger than what he had shown to others before. It was so heavy that it pressed against his heart, making him breathless.

As soon as she mentioned the pastry in the servant's hand, Zheng Mian reluctantly maintained her superficial demeanor and thanked her, and hurriedly said, "Farewell." He walked away without looking back, and the little servant fell firmly behind him.

Wang Shengli watched the two leave and shouted as if remembering something: "There is also herbal tea in the basket, don't forget to drink it when you rest on the road! Don't forget to eat the cakes!"

Hearing the shouts behind him, Zheng Mian walked faster.

Wang Shengli shouted again: "It's still early, go slowly!"

Wang Shengli "reluctantly" retracted his eyes and muttered a few words until the backs of the two were invisible.

"When you're thirsty, drink herbal tea with powder.

When I'm hungry, I want to eat cakes made of flour.

There is still a long way to go. There are always thirsty and hungry times on the road. Don't forget to eat it! "