The boy is hard to handle

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and there were faintly a few birds flying down and chirping.

Zheng Junqing was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking carefully at Xue Yanrong's face, his lips were pale, his face was blue, and the white eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the exposed arm, how could there be any flesh in the thin one?

Suddenly, I couldn't help but toss up in pain.

My own child, I know best, if she hadn't stretched to the limit, she would never show such a weak appearance.

After all, it is for this family.

"Yan Rong—"

"Mom, I'm fine."

Mother and child are connected, she can see her mother's worry.

But the more she said it was fine, the more Zheng Junqing couldn't bear it. Suddenly, she grabbed the carved wood at the head of the bed and made a harsh sound, as if she wanted to pierce the wood.

Full of bitterness, turned into resentment.

"I've sent people to tell you that you're seriously ill and you won't see any visitors. As for your grandmother and your second uncle, don't pay any attention to it."

Zheng Junqing sneered, "30 taels, they have the nerve to open their mouths, you made it up for them all these years, and they searched secretly, isn't it rare?

Now that my own business has gone wrong, do you want to throw your hands away?There is no reason to say that there is no such thing as breaking the sky!

Your second uncle is relying on your grandmother's support to become more and more lawless. If you don't let him stumble this time, I'm afraid it will be 50 taels next time. "

Xue Yanrong frowned, and in order to make a sound, he seemed to be thinking, but in Zheng Junqing's eyes, it had a different meaning——

"Could it be that you still want to take care of it?!"

Xue Yanrong's blue eyes were filled with coldness——

"That cloth shop was started by my father—"

Before he finished speaking, his shoulders were held down, and Zheng Junqing's eyes welled up with tears——

"I know your filial piety, I don't want it anymore—" Shaking his head, the silk handkerchief wiped the corners of his eyes, "Nothing is more important than your body now, think about it, if you really have troubles, don't talk about your mother What will happen to your sister, You Qing will not be able to survive the first time, you can't just think about business, you have to cherish the people in front of you, it's not easy to get to this point."

One sentence pierced Xue Yanrong's heart. In the past, she might not have any weaknesses, she could put herself on a high platform, she could give up her life for the Xue family and the big house, but now she can't, there is an extra Jiang Youqing by her side, she is self-righteous Her armor is like a rag in front of this person, as long as she is mentioned and related to her, it doesn't matter, and she can give up everything.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Zheng Junqing became anxious. It's not that she doesn't know how much Xue Yanrong has ideas, but she has already talked about it. If she still doesn't listen, then she can't blame herself and acted like a strict mother. .

When the slap fell, Jiang Youqing was coming in with a freshly brewed tea cup, and when he saw this scene, he froze in place, and the tea in his hand became a hot potato, neither when he went out nor in the past.

Although she didn't know where she made a mistake and angered her mother, but she felt sorry for her, with a small body, she walked over boldly while biting the corner of her mouth.

On the other hand, Zheng Junqing, who had a stern face just now, changed into a smile when he heard his daughter-in-law coming, and pulled the bewildered person over, and then pointed at the guy who had been slapped on the bed angrily——

"I'll leave it at that for now. From now on, you don't have to rely on her for everything. If she is disobedient or does something wrong, you can just teach me a lesson and don't show mercy. I will back you up. If this person dares to commit a crime, I will clean it up again."

After speaking, he took a sip of hot tea and went back to the house.

Young couple, you look at me, I look at you.

What's wrong with making this cup of tea just now?

"Why did mother hit you? Did it hurt?" Jiang Youqing held the man's flushed cheeks, and his soft little finger carried a faint fragrance, "Did you make mother angry again?"

Xue Yanrong knew that the little girl was hurting her, so she immediately pretended to be pitiful, and leaned towards her——

"My mother is biased. She insists that I bully you, and asks me not to bully you in the future."

"You!" Jiang Youqing's cheeks flushed purple in an instant, and he clenched his fists tightly with both hands, "I just said no, you have to—"

The little girl's eyes were red with embarrassment.

But Xue Yanrong just refused to give up, it seemed that this pitiful appearance pleased her the most.

Tilting his head, he pecked her lips again.

He said maliciously: "But I just can't help bullying you."

Jiang Youqing was really ashamed and impatient, and finally got some strength in his hands, but he didn't dare to use too much force, pushing his arms while avoiding people——

"You, you are not allowed until you recover!"

"Oh, after the illness is cured, you can do anything?"

Bai Sensen's teeth were full of malicious smiles, Jiang Youqing was hot and dry, but he couldn't compare to this person's thick skin, so he was defeated, "I, I don't care, I'm leaving."

The hairpin at the back of his head trembled slightly, making a slight jingling sound.

"Hey, bring me some candied fruit, I want to eat."

"I don't care about you!"

The door was closed with a slap, and Xue Yanrong's pissed off temper just subsided, 30 taels, is it really going to disappear like this?

He said to ignore her, but as soon as he went out, his heart softened, and he went straight to the kitchen.

After a while, he turned back to the wing——

"There is only so much, if you want to eat, I will buy it later."

There was no one to answer, and when he looked up, he saw that Xue Yanrong was leaning against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

How tired must she be?After a few steps, he squinted.

He hurriedly put down the candied fruit dish in his hand, and put his arm through the back of the man's head. The movement couldn't be lighter, but it still woke her up.

Xue Yanrong opened half of his eyelids with difficulty, looking extremely sleepy——

"Why did I fall asleep again? The medicine prescribed by Song Mengcong made people dizzy."

Hold your hands and remember.

A stretched arm stopped her, and a soft voice fell beside her ears——

"That's a decoction for you to rest more. It's right to feel drowsy after drinking it. Just sleep."

He supported her on the silk pillow, closed the window again, lit the soothing incense, and finally touched her forehead, it was as good as it wasn't burned.

After going through all the details, he lifted the quilt and lay down.

Putting his hands on her side, he patted gently——

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

The morning light is faint, the sky is bright and the air is clear.

Uninvited guests came in front of the house on Beifang Street. Because Zheng Junqing had ordered in advance that the second master was ill, all of them would be closed behind closed doors, so no one dared to neglect them. No matter who they were, they were all turned away.

The visitor waited for a long time, and all he got was a sentence to go back.

"It seems that sister-in-law is determined this time and wants to draw a clear line with us." Xue Huaiqiu stood with his hands behind his back, the panic on his face undoubtedly showing "Mother, if this is the case, then, what about that silver?! There is also the marriage of the Yan Dynasty, the daughter of Lord Qi's family, no matter how many people want to marry, they will not be able to marry!"

Mrs. Lu was also worried, could it be that the elders really didn't care about it?If all the money is lost and there is no shop, life will be tight just relying on those Zhuangzi. If he leaves later, the relationship between the two families will only become more and more distant, Xue Huai What kind of virtue is Qiu, as a mother, she knows it all too well, she is a person who can't be counted on at all, no one supports him, he will beg for food.

"Just forget it! Why bother begging him like this! At worst, I'll admit it for the first time!"

"nonsense!"

Mrs. Lu slapped the table hard——

"Mother Qin, go! If you say they came here for me, I won't believe it. They dare to disobey their elders!"

Xu Yu ran over in a hurry, staggered and almost fell into the flower bed.

"I said you can't slow down, is there a ghost chasing you?" Yao Shichu stared, and said it a hundred times without changing it.

"Could it be that a ghost is coming, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a hurry." Xu Yu hurriedly said, "Mother Qin is here, she's at the door, she says she's here to see the second master on behalf of the old lady."

"Go to Madam."

As soon as Yao Shichu finished speaking, Jiang Youqing walked over from the side——

"Mother went to the temple and won't be back until later."

"Ah? Then what should we do? How about driving her away!" Xu Yu said.

Jiang Youqing turned her head and looked towards the study room. After a moment of contemplation, she kissed her thin lips and said——

"No, since it's grandma who came to see it, there is absolutely no reason to drive her back. If you want to see it, let her in."

Yao Shichu and Xu Yu were both stunned for a moment, asking someone to come in?Isn't that leading wolves into the house?

"By the way, please invite Song Langzhong."

After giving the order, Jiang Youqing walked towards the study.

"Then I really let him go?" Xu Yu said still a little worried.

"Go ahead, Young Mistress must have her reasons." Yao Shichu nodded.

With a creak, the door was pushed open——

Before Xue Yanrong could look at it, he wrapped his arms around it, frowning, with round eyes like washed grapes——

"I told you to rest more, and you came here to get tired again?"

He turned his head, saw the teacup on the table, and poked it with his fingertips—sure enough, it was cold again.

"What day is it now! Who told you to drink it cold!"

Xue Yanrong raised the corners of his eyebrows—isn't it summer now?

"If you can't see it for a while, you're just messing around, and you dare to drink cold tea? Are you going to eat ice tomorrow?!"

The little girl was so angry that her face was flushed——

"go!"

"where to?"

"Go back to your room and rest."

Xue Yanrong retracted her hands in a hurry——

"I lie down enough."

"Not obedient, are you?"

"Uh......"

Jiang Youqing flicked his sleeves, and the beige gauze skirt fluttered slightly——

"That's up to you, I won't care about you in the future."

"Don't--" Xue Yanrong hooked the little finger of this man, rubbed it flatteringly, and immediately responded to everything in a good manner, "Isn't it just going back to the room, I can't go back, why is it so easy to get angry? Don't care about me That's okay, I can't shake the sky."

The little girl was happy now, and she glanced at her with bright eyes, as if to say, this is more or less the same.

Back to the wing room, on the bed, the quilt was covered.

Looking at her unremarkable smile, why did she have the illusion of being fooled?

"You are this?"

"Lie down and don't move." Jiang Youqing leaned against her ear, "Mother Qin is here."

"what?"

Hurriedly tucking up the fallen quilt for her——

"After a while, I pat your arm, and you cough, cough hard."

When the voice fell to the ground, Qin's mother came——

Without waiting for someone to invite, I can't wait to rush in the door.

"Brother Rong, are you feeling better? The old lady has shed tears every day these days, and she misses you all the time."

He said he was worried, but his eyes kept aiming at the bed.

Xue Yanrong's illness is not faking, she is really ill, so naturally her complexion cannot be compared with others', and she is still pale with cold at the moment.

"Thank you grandma for thinking about it, I—" Xue Yanrong had just said this, when his arm was touched, and he coughed knowingly, and didn't stop until his throat hurt.

Before Mother Qin could say a few more words of her own, Yao Shichu led Song Mengcong in.

It took a long time to probe the veins and apply the needles, and it took two sticks of incense, and it was just over.

Yao Shichu had explained to her earlier, no matter what, let's talk about it first.

Song Mengcong is dull, but he is not a dull person. Looking at the face-to-face woman in front of him, it seems that he deliberately said it to her.

Afterwards, nonsense is not simple. What is a difficult pulse and stagnation in the heart, it is a rush to attack the heart, chills and cold, and the limbs are not warm, it is a deficiency of the spleen and weak qi.

In short, it is so cloudy and confusing that you can't understand it, and you just feel that you are seriously ill.

"You can also see that the second master is indeed seriously ill, and my mother has gone to the temple to pray for Buddha." Jiang Youqing said, tears fell from his eyes.

Qin's mother opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time, so she had to follow along and wipe her tears.

It was so easy to send the person away, but Xue Yanrong was not happy. He stood up and pointed to his arm——

"Isn't it acting? Why are you really stabbing me?"

The slap on the tiger's mouth almost made her cry out in pain.

"It hurts?" Jiang Youqing smiled and looked at this man's childish appearance. Is this a complaint to himself? "I'll blow it to you, it won't hurt anymore."

Immediately, the little finger scratched her throat again, "But why are you so loud? Don't cough up your throat."

Xue Yanrong's eyes widened——

"Didn't you make me cough hard?"

Jiang Youqing probably forgot that he said this, and patted her head, more like coaxing a child, "Don't take it so seriously next time."

In the Shun'an Hall, Mrs. Lu frowned, and the crutch in her hand hit the ground heavily——

"Look, it's quite serious. Brother Rong can't even get out of bed, and the young lady is crying too much. Even my wife went to the temple to burn incense." Qin's mother didn't dare to say what she saw without exaggerating.

"Brother's body is about to die at this time, could it be that Yan Rong followed the elder brother?" Xue Huaiqiu raised his eyebrows.

Lu's heart is also a little uncertain, if the son really follows the father, what will the family do?

In Nuanxiangyuan, Xue Huaiqiu never stopped sighing, his mouth was hard, and he said he would admit it, but who would not feel pain if he admitted it like cutting flesh?

"Ugh--"

"Daddy~~~" Sister Yun just touched his leg when she was startled to cry by the staring eyes.

"Why are you staring at her? If you have the ability, you lose your temper at Xue Yanrong?" Ye Shanrong said in a tone-deaf manner, his words were full of sarcasm.

"Damn it! You're also acting weird with me!" Xue Huaiqiu pushed Ye Shanrong down on the soft couch with his hands.

"You are useless! How dare you hit me!"

Not to be outdone, Ye Shanrong tore at Xue Huaiqiu's collar, and immediately the two started fighting.

The servant woman didn't dare to go in, only Lian'er felt sorry for Sister Yun, and braved the risk of being implicated, and rushed in.

Sure enough, Xue Huaiqiu's two mouths were slapped right away, but at least she got Sister Yun out.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-i i'm really dying!" yelled Ye Shanrong with disheveled hair, lying on the low table, "what kind of skill do you have for beating women? Didn't I make you pay for it?"

Xue Huaiqiu's face and neck were all scratched, panting heavily——

"I'm telling you, stop fucking laughing at me! If this family really fails, you young mistress will never do it again!"

The days of being pampered and pampered have passed for a long time, and if you go back to suffer, you might as well die.

Ye Shanrong stopped crying, raised a pair of red and swollen eyes, and under the disheveled hair was full of hostility.

"Master, why should you be so worried, if Brother Rong really died, it might not be a good thing."

"What do you mean? If he dies, how will the shop and money be returned?!"

"If he dies, master, guess who will have the final say in the future of this Xue residence? Who will be in charge?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-04-0523:42:10~2022-04-0622:17:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 さかなちゃん;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of rot;

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