Chapter 135: Mother and Son Heart-wrenching

"I... How can I have?! I care about my young lady, who cares about that stinky boy! You let go! As soon as Uncle Qin shook off Zhang Tianshi's hand vigorously, he slowly paced into the room again.

"This old boy, I'm afraid I have already accepted the kid of the Ye family from the bottom of my heart." Zhang Tianshi couldn't help laughing, turned around and saw Su Yan beside him, hurriedly stopped laughing, walked to Su Yan's side, raised his hand and patted Su Yan's shoulder, "Boy, there are some things, he can't ask for it." Some people let it go if they can't wait. The world is so big, your heart doesn't have to stay here. Zhang Tianshi said in a deep voice, looked at Su Yan and sighed slightly, and walked to the room.

In fact, when Su Yan was draining his heart for Su Wan, he saw it, this kid was moved, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up by himself without saying a word. is so silently guarded, such emotions are bitter and painful for everyone. Instead of torturing yourself like this, it's better to figure it out as soon as possible and let it go.

Zhang Tianshi shook his head and walked into the room. I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, greedy for joy, and endless sorrow.

Su Yan stood alone in the courtyard, Uncle Zhang's words still sounded, and everyone understood the truth, but how many people could really do it? Su Yan took a few steps forward and sat on the stone bench, still blown by the evening breeze through his clothes, hair, and cool across his cheeks. The heart, like a pebble thrown into the lake, stirred up a little ripple when it was thrown, and then slowly descended, and there was no sound, only silence.

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"Ahh

In the courtyard of the Wen family, the maids carried the water basin one after another into the inside, and one after another out, the clear water went in and the red water went out, so it was not mad.

"I'm going to kill Lao Tzu - get out - get out of Lao Tzu -" With the sound of ping-pong in the room, many people stumbled out of the room, including maids, little maids, and a few Lang Zhong with medicine boxes on their backs.

"What's going on, why is it all out?!" An old woman in a navy blue gown walked through the long corridor, with a sixtieth birthday. I saw the woman's graceful posture, and her every move was quite beautiful in the style of everyone.

"Old lady."

When the little maids and maids saw it, they all saluted respectfully.

Seeing that he was in charge, Lang Zhong hurriedly gave up his hand, "This old lady, it wasn't us who came up with it, but your master blasted us out." ”

"This..."Mother Wen frowned when she heard this, looked at the room with the door closed with a worried face, and then blessed a few Lang Zhong beside her.

"Hey, the old lady can't do it..."

Seeing the old lady blessing them, several Lang Zhong hurriedly bowed their hands and went back.

"I'm bothering a few gentlemen, stay for the time being, and let the old man go in and persuade him." Mother Wen said respectfully, her voice was earnest and like an anxious heart.

"Old lady go in, I'll wait here." A few Lang Zhong replied.

When Mother Wen heard this, she nodded slightly and looked at the man on the side, "Housekeeper, take care of a few gentlemen." ”

"Yes, old lady." Steward Qian nodded in response, and saw the old lady walking in with the support of the maid beside her.

"It hurts—it hurts—it hurts me—"

As soon as the old lady stepped into the room, she heard the screams behind the screen, and her legs couldn't help but weaken, but fortunately, the maid beside her hurriedly held on, so she didn't fall to the ground.

"Old lady, are you alright?" The maid Caifeng looked at the old lady worriedly. Since the old lady passed away, she has been eating fast and reciting Buddha in the Buddhist hall, but the old man is too uncompetitive and always goes out to cause trouble. It makes the old lady worry and fear every day.

Mother Wen shook her hand, and with the support of Caifeng, she walked around the screen and walked into the inner room, and saw her son lying on the bed, covered in blood, and her heart ached for a while, and she staggered a few steps and walked quickly to the bed.

"Son-my son, what's wrong with you—" Mother Wen's heart ached, and the tears in the corners of her eyes could no longer help falling.

"It hurts--my mother, I hurt--my son hurts-" Wen San lay on the bed, shouting, the skin and flesh on his body hurt, and the bones on his body also hurt, in short, there is no place that does not hurt.

"Where's the pain—where's the pain?" Mother Wen looked at her son, who was covered in injuries, her hands were hanging in the air and trembling slightly, not knowing how to comfort her son.

"It hurts everywhere, mother, my son hurts everywhere-" Wen San shouted, he wanted to roll on the ground in pain, he wanted to hit the wall in pain, and he didn't dare to move in pain......

"Lang Zhong, Lang Zhong - let Lang Zhong in!" Mother Wen shouted outside, and Caifeng on the side suddenly came back to her senses and hurriedly ran out.

"Lang Zhong, Lang Zhong come in!" Caifeng opened the door and shouted, and saw three Lang Zhong walking in briskly with medicine boxes on their backs.

"I don't want it, they're all quacks, they can't cure me, they can't cure me-" Bunzo lost his temper and roared.

"Don't be surprised by a few gentlemen, my lord is talking nonsense in pain, don't take it to heart." Caifeng hurriedly rounded.

"No, no, don't worry, girl."

Several Lang Zhong bowed slightly, and walked in around the screen with the medicine box on their backs.

"Old lady."

"Sir, come on, sir, and see what is the matter with my son? Why does it hurt so much? Mother Wen saw a few Lang Zhong who walked in, and hurriedly got up to greet her.

Lang Zhong looked at each other, and stepped forward in turn to diagnose and treat Wen San, and the last three people got the same results, they were all injured by people, and they needed to be splinted to fix and recuperate for a period of time.

When the old lady heard that her son was injured by someone, she couldn't help but feel soft on the soles of her feet and black in front of her, but fortunately Caifeng held on.

"Old lady?" Caifeng looked at the old lady worriedly, then raised her head and said to a few Langzhong, "Although the gentlemen are healed, if the old man is cured, the Wen family will definitely not treat you badly." ”

The three Lang Zhong glanced at each other, and then arched their hands and said, "In this way, please also ask the troublesome girl to call a few more people to stop Master Wen, so that we can have a way to give medicine to the master." ”

"Okay, Steward Money." Caifeng helped the old lady to sit on the stool outside, and shouted to the door: "Bring a few more little people in and help the gentlemen to give medicine to the master." ”

Hearing this, Steward Qian hurriedly took four or five small servants and walked in, and after the little servants entered, they held down Wen San's limbs respectively. In an instant, Wen San's screams shouted violently.

The old lady's heart ached, and she couldn't help shaking her head, "This is all sin!" O iniquity! ”

"Old lady, don't worry, he will be fine. The slave will help you back to rest first. Caifeng comforted the old lady, but looked at the screen that separated the inner room. The old man screamed miserably, but I was afraid that the old lady would not be able to stand it if she listened to it like this.

Mother Wen shook her hand, "I'm here, with my son, with my son-" Mother Wen pounded her chest with her fist, listening to the screams coming from the inner room, her heart ached.

As the night deepened, the moon crept up the treetops, and the stars filled the sky little by little, forming a little ornamental jewel.

The inner room finally quieted down, and so did the entire Wen family. The three Lang Zhong walked out of the screen one after another, all with tired faces.

"Sir, sir, how is my son?" As soon as Mother Wen saw the three Lang Zhong who came out, she hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Master Wen has been medicated, but he has been injured for a hundred days, these days, Master Wen has to stay in bed to recuperate, and he can be cured with good recuperation."

Mother Wen's hanging heart finally let go, "Thank you, thank you three gentlemen." Butler, butler—"

"Ah, old lady." Steward Qian heard the voice and hurriedly walked out of the inner room, "You command." ”

"Go and settle the expenses of the three Langzhong, give each of them an extra twenty silver dollars, and then set up a carriage to send the gentlemen home." Mother Wen commanded.

"Thank you, old lady." The three Lang were happy in the center, and they all bowed their hands to thank them.

"Yes, old lady." The money steward answered, and stretched out his hand, "Gentlemen, please." ”

After saying goodbye to the old lady, a few Lang Zhong walked out under the leadership of Steward Qian.

"My son—my son—" Mother Wen hurriedly walked around the screen and into the inner room.

"Old lady, slow down." Caifeng reminded worriedly, for fear that the old lady would trip again in a hurry.

"Old lady, the old man has fallen asleep after taking the medicine." The little maid on the side saw the old lady walk in and hurriedly spoke.

When Mother Wen heard this, she couldn't help but slow down, looking at her son who was wrapped in white stripes all over the bed, and felt distressed for a while, "Okay, you guys go down." ”

"Yes, old lady." When the little servant heard this, he retreated.

Mother Wen sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her son lying on the bed, her heart aching. Under the residual candle, I couldn't help but try my tears with a handkerchief. Caifeng stood aside, and when she saw the old man who was so seriously injured, she secretly sighed in her heart. I hope that the master can come to his senses after this disaster and stop causing trouble.

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The backyard of the Ye family.

On the treetops of the crescent moon, the stars are hanging all over the sky, and sometimes insects and birds are singing, adding a few quiet.

A figure crept up a window along the base of the wall, skilful and familiar with the road, and in a short time he climbed through the window and entered. Hearing the movement, Ah Xi stopped the movement of the wide clothes, and before he turned around, he was hugged by a pair of strong arms.

The smell of hay on that body, the prickly Ah Xi frowned slightly, and she didn't have to turn around to know who was coming and who was holding her. Before she could speak, she noticed the chaotic aura of the man behind her, and couldn't wait to gnaw on her neck, and a pair of big hands were pulling her clothes indiscriminately.

Ah Xi frowned, turned around and pushed the man away hard, and sorted out the clothes on his body. Ah Si, who was pushed away violently, couldn't help but be stunned, looked at Ah Xi in front of him, and then hooked his lips and smiled, "What, today is playing to catch the old man?" As he spoke, Ah Si Mo walked towards Ah Xi with a wicked smile on his palm.

Ah Xi stepped back and sat on the bench, her snow-white long legs were exposed next to the slit skirt, and Ah Si salivated for a while.