The boy is hard to handle

Xue Yanrong was looking at the account book in his hand, before he moved the abacus a few times, his eyes were covered by the naughty ghost behind him.

You don't need to guess to know who it is, except for Jiang Youqing, there is no second person who dares to be so bold and make trouble when he is looking at the account.

"Who do you think I am?" The ghostly girl lowered her voice on purpose.

But what's the use of lowering your voice?As far as the smell on her body is concerned, who can be fooled?

Xue Yanrong raised the corners of his lips, but without answering her, he grabbed the man from behind with his backhand and hugged her in his arms.

The trick Jiang Youqing saw was exposed, so he sat on her lap honestly, and poked the puzzling guy with his slender and pale fingertips——

"It's boring."

"When did you wake up?" Xue Yanrong put his hand on the little girl's slender waist.

"I woke up early, you were not there when I opened my eyes, and I didn't see you coming after waiting for a long time."

Jiang Youqing naturally wrapped his arms around Xue Yanrong's neck, pursed his mouth, complaining, "Can't you wait until I wake up?"

"The account from the bank has arrived, and I can't wait to read it. Besides, you sleep so soundly, like a piglet. What if you sleep until noon?"

"You still say!" The little girl raised her hand and thumped the man's shoulder, gritted her small white teeth, and said bitterly: "You still have the nerve to say that I can't get up, who was it last night?! I ——I said no, and I still insisted on tossing, I will be a ghost if I can get up."

It was obviously a rebuke, but she actually said that she blushed while she was talking, but it was also strange, both of them went to sleep until midnight, why was she so full of energy, but she——

Could it be that she stole some big pill behind her back?

Jiang Youqing blushed extremely shyly, but seeing that she was full of energy and got angry again, she couldn't hold back her temper and came up, leaned over and bit the man's ear——

"If you dare to do that, try again."

The little girl's teeth are really good, she didn't even have the slightest effort to keep her mouth open, and Xue Yanrong's face was pulled up in pain.

Good guy, is it all your fault?

I don't know who it was last night, shaking my body while still holding my arm?

But I can only say this in my heart, if I say it face to face, I'm afraid the little girl will turn against her.

Looking at the red ears bitten by herself, Jiang Youqing not only didn't feel distressed, but smiled triumphantly.

The bright eyes seemed to be filled with a scoop of water, and the radiance was charming and charming. Xue Yanrong couldn't help but think of the spring feeling of last night, and the strength in his heart was suddenly hooked up, and the strength in his hands tightened immediately. , the next moment people followed suit.

"Um--"

Seeing the man's straight eyes, and the scorching hot breath coming closer, the little girl was frightened, and quickly put her arms between the two of them, and stepped back forcefully——

"You, don't mess around—"

"If I don't mess around, I'll just kiss you." Xue Yanrong held Jiang Youqing's waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other.

kiss?Jiang Youqing believed that she was the fool, how could this person speak the truth, how many times have he been fooled?Every time I say kiss and hug, but in the end—it's all a lie.

"Second Lord—"

Yao Shichu's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, Jiang Youqing took advantage of Xue Yanrong's distraction, and hurriedly twisted her waist——

Itching and hurting, Xue Yanrong let go, and when he wanted to catch the man again, the little girl had already run to the door, calling Yao Shichu in hastily——

"The second master is here, come in quickly."

Yao Shichu didn't know that his master was almost 'beast-like' just now, if he came a step later, it would probably be a different picture.

Xue Yanrong had a rare time when he won, but there was nothing he could do now, he couldn't drive him out, could he?Then you can really become a 'beast'.

Then look at the person who was 'fighting wits and courage' with him, his eyes full of narrow eyes--well, let you win once for now, and I will get it back tonight.

"What's the matter?" Xue Yanrong straightened the folds on his shirt, his face was back to normal except that his ears were still red. I have to say, 'thick-skinned' thing is really annoying sometimes.

"Mr. Song is here." Yao Shichu replied.

"Song Langzhong?" Jiang Youqing paused, then turned his head away, "Is that Song Mengcong?"

"That's him." Yao Shichu nodded.

"Why, you know him too?" Xue Yanrong stood up from the chair.

Jiang Youqing's eyes were wide open, and he looked surprised——

"Who doesn't know him? Stories about the resurrection are spreading in Beijing, but why did he come? It's time for a consultation in Ben Shan Tang."

"I asked him to come." Xue Yanrong walked slowly, and nodded to Yao Shichu, "Tell him to wait, I'll go there right away."

"Yes."

After Yao Shichu left, Jiang Youqing looked up at Xue Yanrong with a worried expression——

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing that the little girl had misunderstood, Xue Yanrong quickly explained to her——

"Not for me, but for Aunt Wansong."

Jiang Youqing was stunned for a moment, she hadn't seen Aunt Wansong for a long time since the last time she practiced with the Heavenly Master, she almost forgot that there was such a person, in fact, she couldn't be blamed for it, she was very fond of Wansong when she came here. I'm not familiar with it, so I've only seen that side, and secondly, Wan Song's illness was too long, and Mrs. Lu felt that she was ashamed of running wild, so he ordered someone to reinforce Biyue Xuan, and the building was as good as the prisoner's. It's the same as a prison, and now I'm afraid not even a fly can fly out.

Xue Yanrong patted the back of her hand, and said softly, "I'll come back as soon as I go."

"Hey--"

"what happened?"

Jiang Youqing pulled the man's arm——

"I will go with you."

Xue Yanrong looked at her, hesitantly——

"You, aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Youqing couldn't help sighing, "Aunt Wansong is also a poor person, if I lose my child, I'm afraid I won't be much better than her."

As he spoke, he shook Xue Yanrong's arm——

"Let's go."

"Put on a cloak." Xue Yanrong took off his cloak from the shelf, and wrapped it around the man's body. "It's been windy these past few days, and Biyuexuan is far away, don't be exposed to the wind."

"how about you?"

Xue Yanrong knew that she wanted to ask, so he took the little girl's hand and poked into his skirt——

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"What can I do?" Seeing her blushing, Xue Yanrong knew that this person was thinking wildly again, "I just want you to look at the sable hair in the jacket, and tell you that the clothes are thick, and I'm not cold."

After speaking, he ticked the man's small chin again, his eyes were full of jokes and malicious intentions.

Jiang Youqing still couldn't see this person's bad intentions, it was because she was always dishonest, otherwise he couldn't guard her like a thief, so he raised his hand and patted——

"What are you laughing at, you can't go yet."

"Hehe—" Xue Yanrong let out a low laugh from his throat.

I have to say that Song Mengcong is indeed capable. He has superb medical skills at a young age. It is said that his deeds of bringing the dead back to life have spread all over the capital. There was an endless stream of patients, and the colleagues next to me were also jealous, probably thinking why they didn't pick such a treasure?

Song Mengcong looked at the antique furniture in the room, and at the priceless antique calligraphy and paintings on the wall. If these were placed in ordinary people's homes, they would be treasures that would be handed down from generation to generation, but in Xue's mansion, they would be nothing more than ordinary Looking at the books on the bookshelf, I couldn't help but catch my breath, this, these are all out-of-print copies!

Song Mengcong has always been a nerd and has no idea about money. He couldn't move his eyes away from these medical classics, especially the out-of-print isolated ones. He couldn't help but move forward and walked over——

I just take a look, and that's it.

But before he reached out to touch the book, he was startled by the sound of footsteps outside the door, hurried back to the original position, lowered his head, his face was full of shame——

"I've seen Second Master, Second Young Mistress."

"It's so delicate." Jiang Youqing said suddenly.

Xue Yanrong turned his face and glanced at the man.

Jiang Youqing stuck out her tongue quickly.

"Let's go."

After speaking, the three of them walked towards Bi Yuexuan.

The dark brown courtyard gate was tied with three iron chains, and the surrounding courtyard wall was built two sections higher than the usual wall, and the places where the lattice windows used to be were also sealed up. The copper iron locks shone eerily under the dark winter clouds.

This is very different from the glamorous Xue Mansion in the eyes of outsiders. It seems to have been deliberately divided. It is not so much a house as a prison.

"Unlock the door." Xue Yanrong said.

"Yes." The guard at the door hurriedly took out the key in his sleeve and opened the door. The iron lock was very heavy. When he took it off, the guard's body couldn't help but fall down.

Pushing open the courtyard door, there was a desolate, dead tree trunk, ruined courtyard, uneven floor tiles under the feet, and the two stone tripods in the center of the courtyard were smashed and cracked several times.

Going forward, there are broken blue tiles under your feet, and the red pillars on the side are also mottled, as if cut by a knife or scratched by nails.

"Why is there no one in this courtyard?" Jiang Youqing asked Xue Yanrong by the sleeve.

This doesn't look like my aunt's yard, it's obviously not even as good as the servant's residence.

Xue Yanrong also doesn't come here often, because Wansong is unconscious, so all the affairs in the courtyard are left to Mrs. Li to take care of, and I have been here for a long time, and I don't see Mrs. Li's face?

"Where are the people! Where did everyone go?!" Xue Yanrong immediately became angry.

Strange to say, as soon as she finished shouting, Mrs. Li appeared from behind——

"Second master is here, hey, my aunt called me hungry earlier, so this old servant went to the kitchen."

Xue Yanrong frowned, Mrs. Li is an old man from Biyuexuan, Wansong had been working here before she was crazy, and she has been working here for more than ten years.

"Okay, open the house."

"Hey."

Then he pointed to the yard——

"There are also these, find someone to clean them up, repair what needs to be repaired, and throw what needs to be thrown away."

"Yes, the old slave knows."

As soon as the door of the house was pushed open, a strong smell of feces came up, and it was winter, and the fire pit was hot and cold, and the smell couldn't help but intensified——

As for Wan Song, her hands and feet were tied to the bed, and her hair was tied into knots with sticky strands.

"Let me go!"

Mrs. Li spread her hands——

"Second Master, don't loosen it. Once she is loosened, she will run around, and not only run around, but also hit her head against the wall. We are also afraid that my aunt will hurt us, so we have no choice but to tie her up."

"Is there no maid who can wash her up?" As a woman, Jiang Youqing couldn't bear to look at Wan Song.

"Originally there was a servant girl serving her, but that maid's old lady died and went home to go to the funeral. No, my aunt recognized her, and no one else was allowed to come close."

Mrs. Li twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, "Second Master, why don't you wait for that maid to come back and let her wash my aunt, then come again—"

Xue Yanrong turned around and glanced at Song Mengcong. She is not an embarrassing boss, and the place is indeed too dirty now——

"Would you like to come back later?"

Song Mengcong shook his head as if he didn't smell the smell——

"No, I can see it now."

After finishing speaking, he opened his medicine box and took out the pulse pillow and needle box from it.

Walked slowly and lightly to the side of the bed, but before he touched Wan Song, Wan Song started howling like crazy, fortunately his hands and feet were tied, otherwise Song Mengcong's face would have five more bloody cuts .

The usual way of checking the pulse and seeing the disease is useless, but Song Mengcong has other methods. I saw him take out a khaki incense stick from the medicine box, take a deep breath, hold his breath, and wait until the incense stick is lit. Zhu placed it in front of Wan Song and fanned it.

After finishing the routine, he hurriedly opened the window again, and then resumed breathing.

"This is you?" Xue Yanrong frowned.

"Mixiang." Song Mengcong said, "I have to find her pulse, but if she keeps making such a fuss, I won't be able to find her pulse."

"Are there any side effects?"

"There are no side effects, but I have to sleep for a while, about an hour, and it happens to be able to scrub my aunt."

While talking, Song Mengcong untied the rope tied around Wan Song's wrist, the skin was already worn to pieces.

After putting on some notoginseng powder for bandaging, Song Mengcong officially began to call his pulse——

After a while—

"How about it?"

"How long has Auntie been like this?"

"Seven or eight years."

"That's not congenital, but what caused it?"

Xue Yanrong pursed the corners of her lips and sighed——

"The child was lost, and it has been like this since then, maybe it can be cured?"

Song Mengcong's expression was serious, and he shook his head after a while——

"Chen has been ill for a long time, and the disease has been deeply rooted in his heart. It is very difficult to completely cure it, but I will try my best, but it is not certain." Immediately, he said: "If the child can be found, it is hard to say can heal itself."

"If you can get it back, it won't be delayed until now."

Song Mengcong took a deep breath——

"Second Master, give me some time, I will try my best."

After returning to Qizitang, Xue Yanrong gave him the consultation fee prepared in advance——

"Second Master, no need."

"How about that, one size fits one size."

"I'm not short of silver, 40 taels a month, I'm enough."

Song Mengcong glanced at the silver on the table, then raised his eyes to the bookshelf, paused for a while before speaking.

Not short of money?

Xue Yanrong looked at her strangely, turned his head and followed his gaze, saw the medical classics on the shelf at a glance, and instantly understood——

"Which one do you want, pick it yourself."

"real?!"

"real."

Song Mengcong thought about it all the way, suddenly his dream came true, his eyes lit up immediately, and he wrapped all the three sets of out-of-print orphans in his arms.

"Thank you, Second Master, thank you, Second Master!"

This was probably the first time that Xue Yanrong was so happy to see him.

When Jiang Youqing came to the study, Song Mengcong had already left, staring at the silver on the table, he was stunned——

"He didn't get the consultation fee?"

"He doesn't want a consultation fee."

"No consultation money? Then what does he want?"

"A book."

Xue Yanrong pointed to the bookshelf behind him, and pointed at Jiang Youqing with three fingers——

"Take my three sets of medical classics."

"Don't ask for a consultation fee, but a book?" Jiang Youqing smiled, "What a weird person."

Isn't he just a weirdo--

Song Mengcong hugged the classics in his arms like he was holding a lump of gold. He refused to let the servants at the side help him. He had to hold them by himself to feel at ease. The three sets of books were so thick and heavy that it made his face They are all blocked, and I can only move forward by feeling.

No—he bumped into the oncoming person, and all the books in his hand fell to the ground.

"Hey! My book!"

Song Mengcong wished that he was the one who fell at this moment, squatting down to wipe the dust off the book in a hurry and heartache——

"You man, why don't you look at the road when you walk?!"

"Hey! How did you talk?!" Jinxiu immediately became reluctant when she heard this, "I didn't blame you for bumping into my lady?! You yelled first!"

"Forget it, I was in a hurry to leave just now." Xue Yinhan looked at the man and said softly, "You didn't break the book, did you? Otherwise, I'll pay you."

Song Mengcong picked up the books on the ground, dusted them off one by one, and hugged them again in his arms, with his head down, muffled——

"no need."

Then walk away quickly.

"What kind of messed up person is this?!" Jin Xiu said angrily, "What a nerd!"

As soon as he arrived at Qizitang, Jiang Youqing couldn't wait to pull Xue Yinhan over to talk about himself, but before he could say a few words, he saw Jinxiu frowning angrily——

"What's going on today? It's rare to see Jinxiu looking so angry? Tell me quickly, whoever bullied you, I'll vent your anger on you."

"It's not my girl—"

"Jinxiu, don't talk nonsense."

"Girl, you just have a good heart, so there's nothing to hide." Then he complained, "I met a nerd on the way back just now, holding such a tall stack of books, his face was blocked, look for yourself I don’t know where he came from, but he bumped into my girl straight away, but before the girl said anything, he jumped up and stared. If the girl didn’t stop me, I would have scolded him bloody !"

Jiang Youqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized——

"Is that man very thin and white?"

"That said, it seems quite white."

Jiang Youqing suddenly laughed out loud——

"Jinxiu, then don't blame him, that person is really a nerd."

Xue Yinhan blinked——

"Sister-in-law, do you know him?"

"Not only I know, but you also know that he is the doctor your second elder brother invited to Ben Shan Tang, and he was the one who brought the dead back to life before."

"It turned out to be him? I thought it was a—"

"He's long-bearded and bearded, old-fashioned, and I thought so before, but now that I see him, I realize he's actually so delicate."

"How can you invite the doctor here?"

"It's okay if you don't ask this, but I feel uncomfortable when I ask this." Jiang Youqing took Xue Yinhan's hand and sighed deeply, "Aunt Wansong came to see a doctor, you didn't see that scene, all hands and feet were covered. Tied up, feces and urine are all over the body, it is almost inhuman."

Just talking about this tragic situation is already so uncomfortable——

"Then what did he say? It might be cured well?"

"It's difficult, unless you can bring Yinyu back."

Getting Yinyu back is probably more difficult than curing Wansong——

Xue Yinhan said sadly: "In this house, only the second elder brother still remembers Aunt Wansong."

Seeing Xue Yinhan being so sad, Jiang Youqing hurriedly changed the subject again——

"I just got some silk handkerchiefs, why don't you show me what to embroider, I can't make up my mind, so I can ask your second elder brother just two words, it's useless."

After speaking, he dragged Xue Yinhan to the back room.

The author says:

First post, if there is something, I will change it tomorrow

My wife bought dried fish and pancakes, and said that tomorrow, I will fry the dried fish with millet pepper and roll pancakes for me. I learned it from an aunt on Douyin. I am looking forward to it.

感谢大家的减肥提醒，我会改一下饮食习惯，做到少食多餐感谢在2022-03-2523:23:21~2022-03-2700:53:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Styx; 479609745 bottles; 2 bottles of Zhou and Fu; 1 bottle of Nandeyijian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!