There is space for the married man

"See what I'm doing? Go inside." Wen Lang swaggered to the bedside, and said to You Jingshu without looking outside.

You Jingshu looked at him with a cold face and said nothing.

"The number of beds is limited. We are married, so we can only squeeze with you." Wen Lang didn't want to bother a patient, but he slept on the table last night and woke up with a sore body. He didn't want to suffer from that again. crime.

This body is different from his previous life. Because he was stupid since he was a child, he naturally didn't pay attention to exercise, coupled with long-term malnutrition, not only does he have no muscles, but he is also thin and small, like a child who has not developed.

In the last life, when he was young, he lived with his grandfather in the mountains, running all over the mountains and fields every day. In his grandfather's words, he was just a monkey. Later, his biological mother succeeded in ascending the throne, and his biological father took him to a big city, and specially invited him to be in the army. Many people exercise him, and when he becomes an adult, he likes to run around, mountaineering and camping, extreme sports, all of which require physical strength.

Speaking of which, he was 1.8 meters three as an adult in his last life. In this life, he was malnourished as a child. He still has to earn money to make up for it. 1.8 meters three is not extravagant, 1.8 meters must be there.

When You Jingshu heard the word "marriage", his eyes darkened instantly. Marriage is a happy event for others, but it is a humiliation for him.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Wen Lang teased, "You like Wen Pingting so much? That's right. Although she doesn't have a good character, she does have a pretty face."

"I don't like her." You Jingshu raised his half-closed eyes, a storm was brewing in his eyes.

Wen Lang was tired from standing, so he naturally sat beside You Jingshu's bed, holding the pillow in his arms, and stared at You Jingshu with his chin propped up, "If you don't like her, why do you reject me so much?"

You Jingshu gave him a cold look, but said nothing.

Wen Lang understood from his eyes that You Jingshu didn't like Wen Pingting so much, but hated the Wen family's way of doing things. complexion.

While the two were talking, Wen Lang squeezed into You Jingshu's bed. He bullied You Jingshu as a patient, so he rolled over You Jingshu and lay down.

You Jingshu's father was a prime minister, and he made friends with princes and nobles. It was the first time he met such a shameless person as Wen Lang, and he didn't know how to deal with him.

Wen Lang not only lay on You Jingshu's bed, but also pulled You Jingshu's quilt, rolled his eyes with a smile, and said, "Lend me some quilt."

You Jingshu was so angry that his chest hurt, and Wen Lang lay beside him, looking at beauties by candlelight. Even though he saw all kinds of handsome men and women in modern times, Wen Lang had no choice but to praise You Jingshu for being able to bear the burden of "the world". No second" four words.

Although he admired You Jingshu's appearance, he didn't have any other ideas. If he said he borrowed a bed, he really borrowed a bed, and he didn't want to use it to have something to do with You Jingshu. However, You Jingshu's legs and feet are inconvenient, so he should Nothing can happen.

There were not many candles left, and finally burned out, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Moonlight penetrated through the dilapidated roof, and some clear light sprinkled on the dirt.

The sound of cicadas outside the window was incessant, and occasionally a few frogs croaked. I don’t know whose child woke up and was crying loudly. The sound of adults coaxing the children could be faintly heard.

Hearing these sounds, Wen Lang somewhat missed the years when he and his grandfather lived in the countryside.

He turned sideways and whispered to You Jingshu, "You Jingshu, are you asleep?"

You Jingshu ignored him, Wen Lang knew he wasn't asleep, and You Jingshu didn't like to go out, so he was bored in the room all day long, either in a daze or sleeping, how could he fall asleep at night.

"Let's chat for a while." Wen Lang suggested, seeing that You Jingshu didn't respond, Wen Lang said again: "Let's chat for five cents."

The answer to Wen Lang was silence, and Wen Lang himself was able to talk to himself. After his eyes became familiar with the darkness, he could faintly see You Jingshu's silhouette hidden in the night.

"Did you know? You can also glow in the dark."

In the darkness, You Jingshu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were deep. Through the barrier of darkness, he looked at Wen Lang wantonly. If he hadn't met Wen Lang in the imperial capital, he really doubted that the person in front of him was sent by those people. .

"What's the purpose of you talking to me? I can't admit that you are my husband." You Jingshu lowered his voice and said darkly.

After a while of silence, Wen Lang sighed and said, "I just want to compliment your beauty."

"Besides, it's useless if you don't admit it. Thanks to Wen's family, I'm already registered with your family. Even if you divorce me, it will be a second marriage if you marry again."

"Cough, cough, cough..." You Jingshu coughed violently, and he clenched his fists. If he hadn't been well-bred, he would have done something to Wen Lang long ago.

"Why are you so excited? If I reconcile with you, I'm afraid I'll be drowned by spit stars in the future, and I'm not afraid. The second marriage is the second marriage. With your appearance, you don't have to worry about not being able to marry a wife." Wen Wen Lang didn't say this deliberately to comfort You Jingshu.

In the Da'an Dynasty, divorce was a very difficult thing, because the population was weak in the early days of the Da'an Dynasty, and the Taizu ordered that unless the crime was extremely serious, they could not easily reconcile and divorce. If they insisted on reconciling, they would have to face two years in prison.

This system has continued until now. Although due to the increase in population, Heli no longer needs to go to jail, but after reconciliation, the situation of the woman or brother will become difficult. Just the gossip of others is enough to overwhelm a person, let alone You will also face discrimination from your natal family and the general public.

"Are you mocking me?" You Jingshu is now a cripple, not to mention the second marriage, even the first marriage, no one would be willing to marry him.

Wen Lang felt it was difficult to communicate, and You Jingshu's mind was really complicating all simple things, and it must be negative.

"Forget it, take back my five cents, I'm going to sleep." Wen Lang turned over quickly and turned his back to You Jingshu.

There was a faint scent of medicine on You Jingshu's body, and it didn't take long for Wen Lang to fall asleep surrounded by this scent of medicine.

He was asleep, and You Jingshu was still thinking wildly with his eyes open.

What Wen Lang said was right, if it was a reconciliation, Wen Lang would suffer more than him, but seeing that he slept so soundly, did he decide that he would not reconcile with him, or was he really big-hearted?

You Jingshu stared at Wen Lang's back, not as tall as his second brother, except for a pair of smiling eyes like the burning sun, which was unforgettable, there was nothing outstanding about him.

In the darkness, there was a faint sigh, drifting away with the night wind.

The next day Wen Lang woke up early and slept soundly for the night. He stretched comfortably, and You Jingshu next to him was still sleeping with his eyes closed. Did not cross anyone's territory.

Before the morning light seeped into the room, Wen Lang lifted the quilt, got out of bed carefully, yawned and walked outside.

As soon as he walked out, You Jingshu opened his eyes, his black and white eyes were bloodshot, obviously he hadn't slept all night.

Since the fire, You Jingshu has often had trouble sleeping all night, and last night there was a stranger sleeping next to him, and it was even more impossible to fall asleep peacefully, so he kept his eyes open until dawn.

On the other hand, Wen Lang next to him had a big heart. He slept until dawn, and didn't mind at all that a man he almost didn't know slept next to him.

You Jingshu couldn't help guessing whether Wen Lang was sure that he was a cripple and couldn't do anything to him, or even if he really did something to him, he didn't care.

The sound of birds chirping outside the window brought You Jingshu back to his thoughts, he shook his head slightly, closed his eyes and planned to sleep for a while.

What he did to think about these issues, no matter what Wen Lang thought, had nothing to do with him.

……

Wen Lang skillfully lit a fire, cooked a pot of porridge with the leftover snake broth from last night, chopped some chopped green onions, and baked chopped green onion pancakes.

You Jingyue just woke up and was about to make breakfast, when she smelled a fragrance, which went straight into her nose.

He walked towards the kitchen curiously, but didn't see his mother, but saw Wen Lang!

"You! Are you cooking?" You Jingyue widened her eyes.

"Well, it's almost ready, you go and ask Uncle You and the others to get up and eat." Wen Lang continued to work on the things in his hands, but he didn't notice that You Jingyue swallowed quietly, and stared straight at him.

"Oh." You Jingyue walked out in a daze, just as his parents got up.

"Brother Lang is cooking?" You Mingyuan and You Jingyue were equally surprised.

"What's so strange about this, brother Lang made the snake broth you drank yesterday." Song Lingwan said with a smile.

"But... hasn't he been stupid for 17 years?" Even You Mingyuan couldn't figure it out.

Song Lingwan straightened his collar for him, and said in a warm voice: "Brother Lang is a blessed one, there must be some adventure."

Hearing his wife's words, You Mingyuan didn't bother with Wen Lang's anomaly any longer, "Well, madam is right."

You Jingyue, who was shown off by her parents early in the morning, blushed, "I'll ask my younger brother and younger sister to have dinner."

Song Lingwan looked at his lively back, and said sadly: "Yesterday, the money matchmaker from the town came to propose marriage to Jing Yue."

"I saw you frowning last night, but because of this matter?" You Mingyuan knew that his wife was thinking hard, but she didn't want to say that even if he was a husband, he couldn't force it.

Song Lingwan nodded, and told You Mingyuan the whole story. You Mingyuan frowned, put her arms around her shoulders, and said, "Madam is right, our children will never be concubines."

"I'm afraid that because I offended Qian's matchmaker this time, it will be even more difficult to find Jingyue's marriage in the future. The two younger ones will be ten years old. In a few years, it will be time to talk about kissing..." Song Lingwan said so, The eye sockets couldn't help turning red.

You Mingyuan took her into his arms and comforted her: "Madam, don't worry, there will be a solution."

You Jingyue took her younger siblings to wash up. The two little ones climbed onto the stool and sat obediently at the table, waiting for their parents to move their chopsticks.

You Jingyang had a chubby little face, looked at the green onion pancakes on the table, and kept swallowing his saliva, obviously impatient in his eyes, trying to put on a calm and calm look on his face, it's really cute Extremely.

Wen Lang pinched You Jingyang's little face and said, "Are we Yangyang hungry?"

Wen Lang pinched You Jingyang's face, and nodded solemnly.

You Mingyuan and his wife were amused by him, "Use your chopsticks, Brother Lang has worked hard today, eat more."

Wen Lang took the food that Song Lingwan had brought for him, his eyebrows curved, "Thank you, Aunt Song, you can eat too."

Everyone took a sip of porridge first. They really didn't expect brown rice and leftovers to make such a delicious meal. Then they ate a scallion pancake, which was overflowing with scallions. They couldn't stop after one bite. They never expected Wen Lang's cooking Art turned out to be so good.

You Mingyuan and Song Lingwan looked at each other, they seemed to have found a treasure.

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