The one who opened the door was Zhang Jifan, and the one who saw that Ding Zhenyao was standing outside the door. The little guy was confused for a moment: "You...you are."

"You are brother Jifan?"

Ding Zhenyao's natural character is easy to use anywhere.

He was not angry at all because Zhang Jifan couldn't recognize him, but instead took a step forward and talked to him enthusiastically.

Zhang Jifan nodded instinctively: "I am Zhang Jifan, may I ask you..."

"I am Ding Zhenyao, the young master of Yaxian, and I came to visit Uncle Zhang and Aunt."

Ding Zhenyao told the little guy in front of him very readily, "Can Brother Jifan let me in now?"

Tang Jiu stood aside with a load on his shoulders. Seeing Zhang Jifan blocking the door, he kept holding the door with both hands, and he didn't want to let the guests in in a hurry.

He hurried forward and whispered to Zhang Jifan about what he knew about Ding Zhenyao and the Zhang family.

After listening to what he said, Zhang Jifan made way open the door and explained politely:

"Sorry, my mother told me that no outsiders who come to the house can be put in casually without her consent."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Ding Zhenyao seemed to really agree with Zhang Jifan's explanation and waved his hand very generously.

The boy was inexplicably more tolerant of the Zhang family. He listened to Zhang Jifan's explanation and said in a relaxed tone:

"Aunt is right. No matter where you are, it is appropriate to be more careful about people."

"Um."

Zhang Jifan was still not used to the young master's familiarity, so he just responded gently and didn't say much.

In fact, he had seen Ding Zhenyao in front of him, and he also knew that he was the young master of Yaxianju.

Just the last time Ding Zhenyao visited, Zhang Jifan saw his mother open the door and saw that it was him, and his face was very bad.

Therefore, seeing Ding Zhenyao again today, Zhang Jifan will be here.

Now that Uncle Tang Jiu said that Ding Zhenyao's visit was approved by his parents, he no longer had to worry about anything.

Ding Zhenyao never expected that the child, who was only six or seven years old, had so many thoughts in his heart.

When he took Liuzi to drive his carriage into the door, the gate of Zhang family courtyard was immediately closed by Zhang Jifan.

Successfully blocked the curious eyes of neighbors outside the door and whispered:

"How come this Zhang family has such a generous relative?"

"Who knows? You will know when you ask Mrs. Zhang Hu later."

"Don't ask, I heard that Zhang Hu is now suppressed by Zhang Fengyin and dare not break his mouth when he is away."

"Hi, how can it be so easy to change? Look at mine."

...

Zhang Jifan ignored the discussions of the people outside. No matter what happens at home, it will attract others to discuss.

My mother also said that her mouth is on other people's faces and she wants to say something that they want to say.

As long as you don’t touch your bottom line, it doesn’t matter.

However, once those people dare to make random guesses and reach the bottom line of the Zhang family.

My mother and Zhang family will tell them with their behavior that they can't just say anything randomly.

Zhang Jifan agreed with this very much and acted strictly according to his mother's words.

Zhang Jifan closed the door and turned around and made an invitation gesture to Ding Zhenyao: "Please please here at the young master."

"Brother, don't be so polite. I am a few years older than you. If you don't mind, please call me Brother Zhenyao."

"Your boss loves you first."
Chapter completed!