Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

After listening to Chen Lang's explanation of the management regulations, Li Qing said with emotion: "Xiao Lang, I really want to take you back to the Red Lotus Sect now."

Chen Lang smiled and said, "Sister, you think too highly of me."

"These regulations sound good, but I have no idea how useful they will be."

"More importantly, to implement these regulations, we need someone who has a very high reputation in the Red Lotus Cult and strong personal abilities. Obviously, I don't meet the requirements."

Li Qing asked, "You said before that these regulations apply to both government offices and strongholds?"

Chen Lang nodded: "There will be some differences in the details, but the general direction is the same."

"So you will be an official in the future?" Li Qing asked.

Chen Lang said: "The Shang Party is about to collapse, and I am a big businessman, so it is difficult for me to be an official."

"Besides, being an official is too tiring. It's far less comfortable than doing business."

Li Qing nodded and said, "Officialdom is complicated, it's best not to go."

"I can't leave today, so I'll take advantage of tonight to tell my sister about the ending of the domineering general."

Chen Lang said: "Next time we meet, I'll tell my sister."

Li Qing understood Chen Lang's meaning and said with a calm smile, "Then it's settled."

"You must be tired after talking so much. Take a rest."

Chen Lang lay down on the straw mat, used Xiao Huihui as a pillow, and fell asleep in a short while.

When I woke up again, it was bright daylight.

Li Qing has already left.

There were four words written in charcoal on the door.

"Take care, don't worry."

Chen Lang let out a long sigh, grabbed a handful of straw and wiped off the four words.

"Sister, take care of yourself too."

……

Although his forearm is still wrapped in cloth, after more than half a month of rest and training, Chen Lang's mental state is even better than before the injury.

After walking ten miles of mountain road and then five or six miles of official road back to the county town, Chen Lang didn't feel very tired.

I walked towards home, thinking about how to explain to Li Xiuzhi.

When they were halfway there, a carriage passed by. Immediately afterwards, Li Xiuzhi's head popped out of the carriage window. After taking a look at Chen Lang, she anxiously shouted, "Xiao Qi, stop!"

After the carriage stopped, Xiao Qi's voice came from the front again: "Madam, what's wrong?"

Li Xiuzhi looked at Chen Lang's arm wrapped in cloth, her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she choked up and said, "Erlang is back."

Xiao Qi jumped out of the car, turned around and ran all the way to Chen Lang, saying incoherently: "Master... Damn it... I didn't recognize... your hand... Master..."

From behind, Li Xiuzhi came jogging over with her skirt lifted.

Looking at Chen Lang, he wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Chen Lang patted Xiao Qi's shoulder and said, "I'll explain it later."

He immediately walked around Xiaoqi and came in front of Li Xiuzhi.

On the street, in full view of everyone, he hugged Li Xiuzhi in his arms.

"came back."

Li Xiuzhi hugged her husband tightly. At this moment, all women's rules and morals were thrown aside.

Although the atmosphere near the water is relatively open, it is still relatively rare to see people huddled together on the street like this, so the people on both sides of the street looked over curiously and started pointing and talking.

One of the old men even started cursing, saying that Chen Lang and his wife were hugging each other in the street, which was immoral.

Before Chen Lang could speak, Xiao Qi couldn't stand it anymore and rushed to the old man. His little mouth chattered like Zhuge Liang's crossbow, and he stunned the old man on the spot.

The old man's son saw his father being humiliated and wanted to stand up to seek an explanation for his father, but then he saw a big dog standing in front of him, baring its teeth at him.

I felt like if I opened my mouth, the dog would rush over and tear me to pieces.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Huihui, come back."

Chen Lang greeted her and immediately pulled Li Xiuzhi into the carriage.

Xiao Qi pointed at the old man who was still somewhat indignant and said, "Old Bangcai, today is the auspicious day when our young master returns. I don't want to argue with you."

"Otherwise, I will curse you until your ancestors are restless!"

"Little Gray, go!"

After saying that, he led Xiao Huihui back to the carriage in a triumphant manner.

In the carriage, Chen Lang held Li Xiuzhi in his arms and shouted to Xiao Qi, "Go home!"

Xiaoqi shook the reins and shouted loudly.

"Young Master, go home!"

early morning.

Xie Qinghuan came to Guhong Tower to prepare for today's performance.

She came to the door of a room on the second floor and found that the door was still locked.

This room belongs to Mr. Chen, and this lock has been there for half a month.

Manager Hu of Guhong Tower said that Mr. Chen needed to return to Nanhe County for personal matters.

But Xie Qinghuan knew that this was not the case.

Because he was almost kidnapped, and the sister who saved him said that she was commissioned by Mr. Chen.

Young Master Chen must have encountered some difficulties, which is why he hasn't shown up for such a long time.

As time went by, Xie Qinghuan became more and more anxious.

When the anxiety reached its peak, two constables came to the house.

After learning the purpose of the constable's visit, Xie Qinghuan was stunned on the spot.

Why is it Yao Jianxin again?

What on earth does this bastard want to do?

The two detectives asked about the relationship between Xie Qinghuan and Yao Jianxin.

Xie Qinghuan suppressed her displeasure and briefly explained her relationship with Yao Jianxin.

The constable thanked him politely and turned to leave.

Xie Qinghuan subconsciously asked: "Yao Jianxin...what's wrong?"

A constable said, "He's dead."

Xie Qinghuan stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

"According to the owner of the teahouse, the last person Yao Jianxin saw was you, so we came here to inquire," said the constable.

Xie Qinghuan was in a panic and said, "It has nothing to do with me."

The constable smiled and said, "Of course, because Master Yao..."

Another constable coughed twice and said, "That's enough."

The two of them left in a hurry.

Xie Qinghuan asked the maid to close the door, and he returned to the room in a daze and fell on the bed.

Yao Jianxin died, and Master Chen happened to be away.

Could it be that Mr. Chen’s departure from Linshui was related to Yao Jianxin’s death?

Later, Xie Qinghuan met Chen Lang's wife Li Xiuzhi in Guhong Tower. She looked normal and there was nothing unusual.

If Mr. Chen really had an accident, Li Xiuzhi would never be in this state, and her mind gradually calmed down.

However, every time he came to Guhong Tower, he would go to take a look at Mr. Chen's private room. Although this behavior was very silly and naive, Xie Qinghuan couldn't help it.

"I still don't believe it. You're just going to give up such a huge family business?" Xie Qinghuan hooked the lock with his finger and snorted.

When I turned around, I found Chen Lang standing behind me with a bright smile.

"Thank you everyone. Do you like this lock? I'll give it to you."

Xie Qinghuan was both embarrassed and happy. He wanted to say something but couldn't. After hesitating for a while, he bowed and said, "Boss, welcome back."