Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Qiao Dayong got out of bed. He was now able to support himself and walk slowly, then picked up the clothes on the side and put them on.

"I'll take you somewhere."

"Where are you going in this state instead of lying down?" Ling Yin took the wooden hairpin from his hand and inserted it into her bun.

"It's not far. I can walk. Just listen to me."

Ling Yin hesitated for a moment, then reached out and supported Dayong.

It was her first time to come into contact with a man, and her face was flushed. A blush also appeared on Qiao Dayong's face, and he looked a little clumsy.

"Where are you going? It's not time to leave the clinic yet. You may have to wait two days." Doctor Chen said hurriedly when he saw it.

"Doctor, let's go to the shop next door and be back soon." Qiao Dayong said.

"Then you follow quickly and be careful of that bad boy." Doctor Chen said to the servant.

After leaving the restaurant, looking at the sunshine filling the sky and earth and feeling the autumn breeze on his face, Qiao Dayong felt as if he had been reborn.

As he rolled down the hill, he was prepared to never come back.

It is a blessing to be able to save your life and see your family and loved ones.

"That bowl of porridge was accidentally dropped. I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Ling Yin said regretfully.

Qiao Dayong also saw the porridge spilled on the ground. It was mostly minced meat and sprinkled with chopped green onions. It must be delicious.

The most important thing is that this was sent by Ling Yin.

Damn Song Ruier, he wished he could tear that guy to pieces.

"Did you bring it from home?"

"Well, otherwise, no porridge shop would put so much meat in it."

Qiao Dayong felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but put his hand on the hand that was supporting his arm.

During the two days after he fell into a coma, he could feel that she was there, and he knew that she also had feelings for him.

Dad also told him that the two families had decided on this marriage—

In that case, there is no need to hide it.

As soon as their hands touched, both of their cheeks flushed, and a sweet and warm feeling spread in their hearts, as if it was about to rise into the sky. It was an indescribable beauty.

Qiao Dayong entered the jewelry store next door, and the owner came up to him and asked, "Excuse me, what would you two like to buy?"

"Boss, I want to pick out a silver hairpin that suits her."

"Well, my shop has a lot of hairpins for young ladies. Look at this long row of shelves. They are all there. Please take your pick."

Ling Yin quickly shook her head when she heard this: "No, silver hairpins are not cheap. How can I let you spend money on them? I have hairpins, and more than just this one."

"I have money on hand and don't spend it usually. I have been thinking about what to buy you one day. Your hairpin is too old. Listen to me and pick one." Dayong said firmly.

"But you spent so much money without telling your family. Isn't that not good? If it was just some snacks or gadgets, it would be fine." Ling Yin still disagreed.

Dayong smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is my money. Grandma always gives us grandchildren pocket money from time to time. We have saved up quite a bit. No one at home will ask what I want to buy."

He looked at Ling Yin: "This is my intention, are you really not going to accept it?"

There is deep affection in those eyes, as if it will never change in this lifetime.

Ling Yin's heart began to pound.

She realized that this was a token of love given to her by Dayong.

"I, I want it."

Both sets of parents have this wish, and the marriage has been decided, and Dayong must also know about it.

In other words, he is her fiancé.

Why be polite to your future husband?

She picked out one according to her favorite style, which cost exactly one or two taels of silver.

Dayong settled the bill and stuffed a few coins into her hand, which totaled about five hundred coins.

"Take these and see what you want to buy."

Ling Yin wanted to refuse, but Dayong firmly held her hand.

"Not much. I'll give you more later."

When everyone came back from dinner, they saw this scene in the jewelry store.

There was also a brand new silver hairpin on Ling Yin's head.

When this wave of dog food was sprinkled out, everyone wanted to pretend not to see it.

But I was secretly happy in my heart. This marriage was really a natural outcome.

When the two saw the Qiao family, they quickly let go of their hands and pretended nothing happened.

But the sweetness on their faces betrayed them.

After Qiao Jianer parked the carriage, Doctor Chen told the Qiao family what had just happened.

"I thought your nephew was visiting his cousin out of kindness, so I put him in the ward. I never thought he would actually want to kill him."

"When everyone heard the noise, he ran out of the window. You can't catch him. When you go back, you can teach him a lesson."

"Fortunately, this girl discovered it in time and saved the little brother."

"Just a split second later, that guy's brick would have hit me."

The Qiao family was very angry when they heard this. They didn't expect Song Ruier to follow them and even wanted to kill Dayong.

I originally thought that Song Ruier was just a bad guy who wanted to do bad things, but he was so bold that he wanted to kill people. This guy is rotten from head to toe and is hopeless.

"Leave two people here today to guard Dayong and Xiaomeng, and the others go back." said Boss Qiao.

"Uncle, you should rest for two more days." Qiao Lianer said.

Boss Qiao shook his head: "You know what kind of character Song Rui'er is. When she returns, she will definitely spread the word that the men in our Qiao family are useless. What if someone comes to embarrass our family?"

"Lao San, Da Meng, you two stay here."

"Okay." The two agreed.

Looking at his future daughter-in-law, Boss Qiao had a look of satisfaction on his face. This girl saved him a lot in the critical moment. They were made for each other.

When they were preparing to go home, everyone handed the water bags around their waists to Qiao Jianer and asked her to fetch water and fill them up.

Qiao Jianer knew what everyone meant, so he filled everyone's cups with the divine water.

Dayong's water bag was not dropped either.

It was because of this water, plus the medicine she left behind, that everyone recovered so quickly.

"I want to go back too." Xiao Meng said.

"What are you talking about, you little brat? Besides being of great use, you are the most seriously injured. Stay here and go back in two days."

"I'm almost well again." Xiao Meng said, picking up his clothes.

"Hello, Jian'er. My wounds are almost healed. The swelling and bruising have gone away. The stitches can be removed in two days."

Everyone saw that it was true, and Xiao Meng was young, so he recovered quickly.

"Okay, leave Da Meng here, and the third one will go back too."

"I don't need to wear a sling on my arm anymore. I don't feel any pain at all." Qiao Laoer took off the sling and moved his wrist. It was surprisingly flexible.

Qiao Laosan threw away his crutches and tried to walk a few steps, which was almost the same as usual. He was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

He underestimated Jianer. With Jianer around, the disease that should have taken half a month to heal was healed in two or three days.

Sure enough, when Song Ruier returned to the village, she spread the news that the man from the Qiao family was staying in the clinic, fanning the flames and exaggerating the situation.

"What? They're all missing limbs. Qiao Dayong is going to die."

"This is too serious. What kind of work did they do to end up like this?"

"The family is already very rich, but they still want to do hard labor. Why bother? Now they are disabled. What will happen to them?"

People in the village were talking a lot.

The Shen family started to plan and decided to take advantage of this opportunity to take back the things that the Qiao family had stolen.

Three acres of land and Shen Liang’s ruined life are worth at least one thousand taels.