Taking Advantage of Others [Rebirth]

A few days later, everyone sent away the rest of the Jianghu seniors, and Ying Zhengyang was about to go back to the Zhengqi Hall. He Zhufeng left before him, so Shen Qingyu sent He Zhufeng out. When he walked outside, He Zhufeng asked him : "Master Shen is going to guard the tomb for his mother?"

Perhaps it was because of the presence of outsiders, and he never made it clear, but Shen Qingyu knew that guarding the tomb in He Zhufeng's mouth was tantamount to retreat. After Ying Zhengyang left, he planned to go to retreat, so he nodded and replied: "yes."

Ying Zhengyang laughed and said, "Qing Yu is indeed a filial son."

He Zhufeng also nodded, frowned slightly, and just grabbed Shen Qingyu's hand, emphatically saying: "Master Shen, pay more attention to your body and take care of yourself."

He had seen Shen Qingyu vomit blood, and he just wanted to get into trouble and hurt himself, but he felt in his heart that after he left this time, after Shen Qingyu went out of seclusion, they might not have any chance to meet each other.

Although the two were not good friends, he already regarded Shen Qingyu as a very good young man, he didn't know what else to order, Shen Qingyu also nodded, and said: "Don't worry, Master He."

Ying Zhengyang, who didn't know why, thought it was the care and love of the elders for the younger generation, and couldn't help laughing again, and said: "Zhufeng, don't worry, now that the Shen family has re-established a mansion, Brother Shen and his wife saw it in the spirit of heaven, they must be very happy of."

Shen Qingyu also bowed and bid farewell to him.

"Headmaster He." He said, "The road ahead is long, each of you should cherish it."

……

Ying Zhengyang also left the next day, and Ling Zichu had prepared the medicinal pills for Shen Qingyu, so he packed up his things and went back to the bamboo house in front of his mother's grave.

Yue Xiao followed him as always, saying that he would retreat with him.

Now it's midsummer, but the mountains are shady and cool. After Shen Qingyu retreated, Yue Xiao had nothing to do, and saw the few withered flower seedlings in the flower garden in the courtyard of the bamboo house.

Two years passed by in a flash, and the flower garden was overgrown with weeds. Shen Qingyu came to the bamboo house twice for the purpose of seclusion, and had no intention of taking care of the flower garden. Most of the flower seedlings died. There has been no rain recently, and the remaining few plants are about to die .

The last time Yue Xiao and Shen Qingyu came here to retreat, Shen Qingyu couldn't retreat, Yue Xiao also devoted himself to martial arts, and no one cared about the flowers and plants in the courtyard. This time, Yue Xiao noticed it when he was bored. Heartfelt emotion.

Many years ago, when he was seriously injured by others, Shen Qingyu took him to the bamboo hut. At that time, he was unconscious. Shen Qingyu was also a medical doctor after a long illness. He had read some medical books. When the incident happened suddenly, he had to personally stop the bleeding and bandage him. After the wound was healed, the book boy was still thinking about it, worried that the young master rescued some kind of villain.

After Yue Xiao returned to the outside of the pass, he told Jiang Yan and Pei Yun that he had seen a fairy-like figure in the Central Plains, but in fact, when he first woke up from a coma, what he saw was not some shocking scene. Remembering that someone rescued him, and there was no one in the bamboo house, he barely stood up against the wall, limped to the door, and when he opened the door, he saw Shen Qingyu who was holding up his sleeves and tending flowers and plants .

Beauty and flowers, this should be a very beautiful scene, but Shen Qingyu was young and sick at that time, the bookboy went down the mountain to fetch medicine for him, and he came alone with a wooden bucket to water the flowers, he was so ashamed Dust, the meticulously combed hair was also messed up. He forgot that there was still a person living in the house at this time, and he didn't expect Yue Xiao to wake up so quickly. His eyes met, and he was extremely embarrassed for a while.

But Yue Xiao thought he was quite interesting, he didn't know how to take care of flowers and plants, those things were too heavy for him, but at this time Yue Xiao obviously couldn't help, he sat on the porch holding his wound , seeing Shen Qingyu frantically tossing the flowers that had just been planted, he couldn't help asking, "Why did you save me?"

When Shen Qingyu was young, he was far less quiet than later. Young people are always lively. He carried another bucket of water, gasped and said intermittently: "You fell on the side of the road... I... can't see... I will never save you..." .”

Yue Xiao recalled the conversation between Shen Qingyu and the book boy that he heard when he was about to fall into a coma, and frowned slightly: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad guy?"

Shen Qingyu asked him back: "But what if you are a good person?"

When he saw a person who was injured and needed medical treatment, but he couldn't judge the identity of the other person, his first reaction was of course to save the person.

Yue Xiao didn't say a word, just propped his chin to watch Shen Qingyu watering the flowers. He was betrayed not long after he first entered the Central Plains. The "friend" he thought of as framed him and wanted to kill him, but he didn't want the stranger he met on the roadside People will do anything to save him.

Then he watched Shen Qingyu run to fetch the third bucket of water.

He finally realized that this young master had never done rough work before, the water was spilled everywhere, soaking his clothes, dripping water dripping down, and his loose forehead hair soaked in fine sweat , sticking it on his forehead, the pale skin reflected a slightly sickly red, this look of embarrassment did not look ugly at all, at that time Yue Xiao only felt that he had met a fairy-like figure.

So Yue Xiao couldn't help but reminded, saying: "If you water it again, the flowers will be killed by you."

Shen Qingyu: "..."

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingyu developed a low-grade fever that night, and when the book boy rushed back, he was terrified, saying that he would take him down the mountain to find a doctor, and asked him when he died and why he had a sudden fever, but Shen Qingyu refused to say, He winked at Yue Xiao, asking him to agree with him.

Fortunately, his fever was not too severe, and he recovered after lying on the bed for two days. After a few days of getting along, the book boy became less hostile towards Yue Xiao. Shen Qingyu said that Yue Xiao had hurt his leg and had to cut a cane for him, but Neither he nor Shu Tongxian had ever used a knife, and a branch was twisted and crooked, but he still felt that he was offering a treasure. Yue Xiao had no choice but to do it himself, and finally made a decent crutch.

Thinking about it now, Shen Qingyu at that time really didn't know how to grow flowers.

Not only that, Xu's young mind was much more lively then than now, and he often made some helpless actions. Yue Xiao squatted down to clear the weeds, and felt as if he had passed away. Thinking of these things, he still couldn't laugh or cry.

Most of the flowers in the flower garden were dead, and he would not bring the dead back to life. When the people from the Shen residence went up the mountain to deliver meals the next day, he asked them to bring back some flower seeds. After Shen Qingyu couldn't retreat, he practiced his sword and planted flowers outside. , lived a very comfortable life, very much like the kind of idle old man he had seen, only need to raise a cat and dog, or carry a bird cage.

It is not difficult to take care of the flowers and plants. He has nothing to do in his free time, and he is almost counting the days. Ling Zichu is a good person. Once when he went up to the mountain to deliver food, he brought one of the cats of Shen's family up, saying that Shen Ruiwen agreed to bring it. To be his companion, to put it pitifully, as if he were some kind of lonely old man.

It’s just that this time is good, Yue Xiao’s thoughts on practicing swords are gone, he grows flowers to tease cats every day, and the days go by very quickly. This time Shen Qingyu’s retreat is longer than usual, and nearly three months have passed in a blink of an eye. It was finally out.

When leaving the customs, Yue Xiao was extremely happy and hadn't made any intimacy yet, but Shen Qingyu said that he wanted to compete with him.

Yue Xiao could only sigh, and put the cat down, thinking that Shen Qingyu had already mastered martial arts and wanted to bully others, so he used him to practice swords.

After all, divergence can only allow people to quickly reach the upper level within a few years, and if they improve more, the changes will be small. Shen Qingyu's progress this time is not as great as the previous two times. When he competed with Yue Xiao, the two were evenly matched. It's just that his experience in fighting the enemy is far inferior to that of Yue Xiao. In a real fight, he will suffer.

Yue Xiao gradually gained the upper hand. After Shen Qingyu got a general idea of ​​his current level, he also gave up and didn't continue the competition. He wanted to ask Yue Xiao if there was a major event in the world recently, but he didn't want Yue Xiao to speak first, and asked bluntly: "Young Master Shen, does your holy religion still lack the leader's wife?"

Shen Qingyu was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of where Yue Xiao was singing, and such a sentence popped up out of nowhere, and he asked after a long while: "What... do you mean?"

Yue Xiao said with a hippie smile, "I'm not good at knife skills, so I want to go to your school to beg for food."

Seeing that Shen Qingyu was at a loss, he emphasized again, saying: "Ruanfan is also fine."

Shen Qingyu finally understood.

He glared at Yue Xiao, and said helplessly, "You're talking nonsense again."

"What nonsense." Yue Xiao said, "Recently, I think it would be great to be your leader's wife."

Shen Qingyu: "Don't make trouble."

Yue Xiao also paid attention to his expression, walked out with him, coughed lightly, and continued: "Mrs. Master, you don't need to patrol and defend, and you don't need to rely on martial arts for food. At most, you just work hard at night—"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qingyu hit him on the waist with a scabbard. He didn't use much strength, but Yue Xiao pretended to be in pain, took a breath, and pretended to be wronged and said: "Young master, I know I was wrong~ ~"

Shen Qingyu: "..."

Just as he was stepping out of the courtyard, he suddenly saw green leaves in the courtyard and several flowers and plants in bud.

Shen Qingyu couldn't help being startled, and was about to turn around and ask Yue Xiao that he had planted it, but before he could say a word, he saw Yue Xiao, who was still shameless just now, with a frozen expression, as if extremely embarrassed.

Shen Qingyu turned his head again, just in time to see Shen Ruiwen being dragged up the mountain by Ling Zichu to deliver food to them, Ling Zichu was still muttering, and said, "I guess it's time for Qingyu to leave the customs these few days—"

Stopped abruptly.

The end of Yue Xiao's pretentious gesture was rippling, Ling Zichu coughed, a little embarrassed, but Shen Ruiwen clenched his fists and glared at Yue Xiao viciously, as if he was too angry to speak.

Ling Zichu whispered comfort.

"Brother Shen, look away." Ling Zichu said, "My brother has grown up, there will be a day like this."

Shen Ruiwen gritted his teeth: "There is always something?"

Ling Zichu was a little embarrassed: "The day when I was... a pig."

Yue Xiao: "..."

Yue Xiao saw that Shen Ruiwen's expression changed, and he rushed over to pinch Ling Zichu's neck. He couldn't help but wondered what Shen Ruiwen would think if he knew that Shen Qingyu was the first person to tease him that day.

He is not a pig!