Relief

Feng Zhichang started to pack his tools, he has always talked very little, but Xie Zhixu especially felt that he didn't want to communicate with himself today.

"I'll come!" Xie Zhixu volunteered, wanting to take the plate from Feng Zhichang's hand, but Feng Zhichang avoided it.

He continued to lean forward shamelessly: "I'll come, I'll come, senior brother, you go outside to drink tea, I brought some Bijianluya over here, elegant scholar with famous tea, leave this kind of rough work to me .”

Feng Zhichang paused, seemed to be interested, and raised half of his eyebrows, following his wishes.

The little five snakes slipperily swam past the back of Xie Zhixu's hand, and his vertical pupils reflected Xie Zhixu's naive look, really a bit like a servant.

Xiao Wu sneered: "Hiss—"

Xie Zhixu: "..."

I didn't expect that one day I could be bullied by snakes.

Dew buds are served with white porcelain utensils, and the green water color is filled with a shallow tea bowl, and the fragrance is far away and sweet.

Xie Zhixu walked out of the room and sat down beside Feng Zhichang.

"hiss!--"

"Aww I'm sorry, my God..."

Xiaowu, who was black and not slippery, was integrated into the chair and stool, and was almost flattened by Xie Zhixu. He spit out angrily and slipped back under Feng Zhichang's sleeve.Feng Zhichang raised his eyelids and looked at Xie Zhixu, meaning to fart quickly.

"The person who took me away in Suzhou was my second uncle. You saw me just now. I stayed at his house after I returned to Jiangling. Uh... the situation in our family is a bit complicated. Someone has been watching my second uncle. After he met me , in order not to be found out, I was taken out of the city immediately, I didn't have time to tell you..."

Feng Zhichang lowered his eyes and blew on the tea mist, the white veins on his fair forehead appeared, obviously he was not satisfied with this answer.

Xie Zhixu's mind turned quickly: "I just want to come back and have a look. The incident happened suddenly two years ago, and I left in a hurry. I didn't even know what became of my family. I didn't want to do anything."

——What's going on at your house?

Two years ago, my husband brought Xie Zhixu back to Mount Qiong, and he didn't tell anyone about his life experience. Except for one person, Senior Brother Jing San, almost no one in the villa knew about his grievances.At this time, he was suddenly asked to tell the story, but Xie Zhixu didn't know where to start. After thinking about it, it's better to make a long story short:

"My family used to be Guiyi Village on the outskirts of the mountain. My father was the owner of the village, Xie Wen. Ten years ago, he took in a down-and-out Jianghu man. Because of his shrewdness, he gradually gained a very important position in the village. One day his ambition was revealed. , killed my parents, and rebuilt it into the White Horse Castle. That man is Hou Daizhao, who is now the owner of the White Horse Castle."

—Ambition exposed?

Xie Zhixu said: "My mother has always suspected that he formed a clique for personal gain, but unfortunately my father doesn't believe it."

—It sounds like your mother is a smart woman.

Feng Zhichang put down the tea bowl, and looked at Xie Zhixu.

——You want to kill Hou Daizhao to avenge your parents?

"I..." Xie Zhixu was momentarily at a loss for words, "I didn't. Revenge... This is my second uncle's idea."

——Then what do you want to do?

Xie Zhixu looked at Feng Zhichang in a daze, and asked, "What do you think I can do?"

Feng Zhi often frowned.

Xie Zhixu said: "Now I can't even beat my second uncle's gangster son, what can I do?"

There was a lot of emotion in his tone, and Feng Zhichang suddenly looked back, as if he didn't want to delve into it.The two sat opposite each other in silence for a long time, only to hear that Chang said:

——Even if you do nothing and stay in Jiangling, sooner or later your second uncle will take advantage of you.

It's not that Xie Zhixu hadn't thought about this issue, Xu Hui wanted to take revenge on Hou Daizhao, and if he had him, he would be famous as a teacher, and he could summon a remnant who was still willing to be loyal to the owner of Xie Wen.Even if he does nothing, it is still a banner.

Feng Zhichang squinted his eyes, revealing his usual shrewdness, and Xie Zhixu's thoughts were fully exposed in front of him.

——Is your second uncle using you as a banner, or are you using him as a knife?

Xie Zhixu's palms were covered with sweat, and he heard the sound of his heart beating faster.

Someone knocked on the door outside, and it was Wu Li's voice: "Little Junior Brother, are you still alive? Someone is looking for you."

Xie Zhixu almost ran away, opened the door, Wu Li and Xu Tao stood in the corridor.

"Hey," Wu Li said, "Let the third brother see, how many hairs did you lose?"

Xie Zhixu couldn't bear it and rolled his eyes, when Wu Li was so mean, he knew it was for Xu Tao.

Xu Tao really became vigilant: "Third brother?"

"Senior brother three." Xie Zhixu corrected, turned around and closed the door, followed Xu Tao to the end of the corridor to avoid passing guests.

"The old man asked me to come to you," Xu Tao said, "Are you going to stay in the hotel if you don't plan to go back?"

As soon as Xie Zhixu hesitated, Xu Tao understood: "You have such a good relationship with those two?"

Xie Zhixu said helplessly: "It's not what you think, it's just that they came to me specially..."

Xu Tao interrupted him: "Actually, it's fine not to go back."

Xie Zhixu didn't understand what he meant.

"The old man wants to use you, don't you know?" Xu Tao said, "He fights against Hou Daizhao, and the one who falls will definitely be punished by relatives and friends. Actually, I don't want to do it anymore. Does your senior brother want to take you back and bring me with you?" Bar."

Xie Zhixu was dumbfounded.

Xu Tao looked at him and smiled: "You don't dare? Actually I don't dare, the old man will kill me. Well, are you sure you are staying in the inn? Then I will go back."

He walked down the stairs, after a few steps, he turned back to Xie Zhixu and said, "The old man wants to ask you to do something, tell me, I will discuss it with you."

In two years, no one remains the same.

Not long after Xu Tao left, another person came to the inn to look for Xie Xu.He is a servant of the Xu family, Xie Zhixu often sees him in the front hall.

The servants invited him to the carriage outside the inn, and Xu Hui was waiting inside.

From this it can be seen that the Xu family's eyes and ears in the city are not inferior to Hou Daizhao's. Xie Zhixu arrived at Yuxian Zhengdian not long ago, and one or two of them came to find them all.

The carriage was surrounded by indigo curtains, so plain that no family emblem could be seen.

Xu Hui sat in the car with his eyes closed and rested his mind. When he heard the movement of the curtain being raised, he opened his eyes a little.

"Master," he called Xie Zhixu like this again, "Are you planning to stay in the inn and not go home?"

Farewell, Xie Zhi humbly said, with your attitude, I should kneel down and call you master.

"Well, didn't Second Uncle let Xiaotao come here? I already made it clear to him."

Xu Hui frowned: "Xiaotao has been here?"

It sounded like he didn't know at all.

Xie Zhixu said strangely: "I've been here before, and I asked the same question. I thought he had already gone back and told you."

Xu Hui thought for a moment, then asked, "What else did he say to you?"

I said that messing with you will not end well.

"That's all I asked about, nothing else."

Xie Zhixu opened a room in Yuxian Zhengdian, on the same floor as Feng Zhichang, went upstairs, Wu Li was drinking tea in Feng Zhichang's room.

"Water is not as good as tea, and tea is not as good as wine. Jiangling Yinping is famous for its fine wine. If you ask Xiao Wu to buy some, he will be so filial to you, and he won't say anything."

Wu Li's voice came out.

Xie Zhixu coughed outside the door.

Feng Zhi Chang glanced over leisurely, with a tacit understanding.

——What happened to the two father and son?

Being born with the same root is much more useful than monitoring with eyes and ears. Xie Zhixu couldn't hide what he saw, what he heard, what he was thinking in his heart, and what he couldn't hide from Feng Zhichang.I just don't know if there is a distance limit, and if the two are far away, it won't be effective.

'It's okay, it's just that I seek wealth and wealth in danger, but my son is greedy for life and afraid of death. '

Xie Zhixu answered him in his heart.

Wu Li looked at the two of them back and forth, doubting: "Are you two making eye contact?"

"Hehe." Xie Zhixu replied.

He sat down and asked, "Is there anything you want to do in Jiangling?"

Wu Li said: "There is only one thing, to take care of you. If you don't cause trouble, we will be free."

——Choose a time to go to that escort office to have a look.

Knowing the common sense and the sleeves, he put on the bamboo green shirt, which looks very fresh, which is very different from the old-fashioned dead gray in the past.It was gloomy to look at him before, but now it is very pleasing to look at him, so Xie Zhixu always has to look at him more often.

Changing clothes even changed his personality, and he even offered to come to help.

"Second senior brother is going to visit Weiwei Bodyguard Bureau, he promised him to help detoxify him earlier." Xie Zhixu said.

Wu Li was shocked: "Isn't that what you promised? When did the second brother say that?"

"When you didn't hear it." Xie Zhixu replied with a smile.

Xie Zhixu's room was just next to Feng Zhichang's. When he moved in, the two senior brothers had no objections, and Wu Li was even very pleased, saying that he had lived up to Qiongshan's two years of care.

Strange, Xie Zhixu took a shower, lay on the couch and thought angrily, what kind of sweetie am I?Does such a trivial matter as where to live need to rise to the issue of position?

When spring alternates with early summer, the temperature gradually heats up, running around in the daytime, sweating all over, cooling down a lot after washing, and lying on the couch without moving.

The days became long, the setting sun shone vigorously into the room, and the teak floor gave off a warm smell.

There was a clanging sound, and the movement was not small, as if some heavy object fell to the ground, and there was a splash of water.

It seemed to be coming from Feng Zhichang's room next door.

Xie Zhixu sat up abruptly, there was no sound from the next door, he went to the window and called Second Senior Brother, but no one paid any attention to him.

He was a little worried immediately, and went to knock on the door, and there was another sound of dripping water in the room.

"Brother?"

Wu Li also pushed the door out: "What's wrong?"

"It seems..." Xie Zhixu didn't know, so he could only say, "I'll go in and have a look."

The screen was unfolded, blocking the view of the inside. The sunlight cast a shadow of the back of the wheelchair on the embroidered screen;

Xie Zhixu understood immediately.Feng Zhichang overturned the tub.

He hurried into the room—the wooden bucket was dumped, and half of the bucket of water was spilled on the ground, forming a pool. I don’t know if it seeped downstairs. He was told that Chang He was sitting in a wheelchair with half of his legs leaning against the edge of the chair. — half a wooden leg.

— Get out!

Feng Zhichang's face turned pale, and he stared at Xie Zhixu with what could be called vicious eyes.

What Xie Zhixu was thinking at this time was, no wonder Feng Zhi couldn't do without Liu Liu wherever he went, he lost his wooden leg, half of him was disabled, and he couldn't even get up from a wheelchair.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Xie Zhixu asked, as if he didn't hear Feng Zhichang telling him to get out.

Being born with the same root made it impossible for them to hide from each other, if Fengzhi Changzhen didn't want him to come in, he wouldn't be silent when he knocked on the door.

Feng Zhichang's lips were tightly pursed.

Xie Zhixu took off his shirt and put it on for him, pushed him outside to rest, and went to call the waiter to clean up and change the water.

When undressing, Feng Zhichang looked very calm, Xie Zhixu draped one of his shoulders and helped him into the bucket, the body under the palm was very thin, the skin was close to the ribs, slightly cool.

Feng Zhi often wiped his body with a bath towel familiarly, Xie Zhixu stood by for a while, then withdrew, and in a blink of an eye saw that the wooden leg next to the screen, which looked like a person retreating, was also a little soaked, so he asked Feng Zhichang too much. Do you want to help him dry the wooden legs?

--roll!

Feng Zhichang was angry again.

'Okay okay. 'Xie Zhixu surrendered with both hands, and exited the outer room.

On the embroidered screen, Feng Zhichang's vague figure was soaked in a bucket, with pitifully thin shoulders and backs.Xie Zhixu stared at Fa for a while.

The water mist overflowed, and the air was filled with the scent of the incense that Fengzhi often used, self-disciplined and sober.

He didn't want people to see that he was physically disabled, Xie Zhi humbly thought.

But you are much better than me, he said silently in his heart, although I have sound limbs, I am far inferior to you in many aspects.

The sound of water flowed intermittently, Feng Zhichang did not respond to Xie Zhixu.

After taking a shower, Xie Zhixu also carried him out, Feng Zhi often supported Xie Zhixu's shoulders, the water drops soaked half of Xie Zhixu's skirt.They were so close that Xie Zhixu could smell the mixture of camphor and almonds on Feng Zhichang's body, and was warmed by the heat of his skin.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Feng Zhichang didn't want to thank Zhixu, he tied the belt of the bathrobe himself, leaned over and put on the wooden legs.

Only then did Xie Zhixu realize that the wooden leg seemed to be slightly shorter than the other intact left calf.

——Not yet.

Feng Zhi often did not look at him.

Xie Zhixu hesitated for a moment, but didn't ask the question. Before exiting the room, he took one last look at Feng Zhichang's plain white back in a bathrobe, looking cold and repulsive in the sunlight and steam.

No wonder he walks with a limp.

But with Mr.'s craftsmanship, how could he make a wooden leg that doesn't fit at all?