Well, well, enough acquaintances. Yang Tianfeng patted Wu Yuansheng's shoulder kindly, and said, "Tell me about the Yan family, how many brothers and sisters does the deputy Yan team have, that Second Miss Yan, how did you get it, how do I think it's not as good as a maid ring?" ”

Miss Yan Er? Wu Yuansheng was suddenly startled as if he had been pricked by a needle, glared at Yang Tianfeng and asked, "Why are you inquiring about this?" Where did you see Miss Two? ”

Yang Tianfeng didn't expect Wu Yuansheng to have such a big reaction, blinked his eyes, and said, "Second Miss Yan is here, the Yan family wants to use her to exchange for the deputy of the Yan team." ”

Wu Yuansheng was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was there, and it took a long time before he said in a low voice: "Give it to you to make a small one, it's a good calculation!" ”

Yang Tianfeng looked at Wu Yuansheng, who was lost and depressed, pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you, are you and Miss Yan Er-um, if you don't want to say it, why don't I ask Miss Yan?"

Wu Yuansheng shook his head lightly, and said calmly: "I am related to Miss Yan Er, her mother is a concubine, she is not treated by the eldest lady in the Yan family, and she has been bullied since she was a child, I just pity her and sympathize with her." ”

Yang Tianfeng pursed the corners of his mouth, and didn't ask anything anymore, there are not many subordinates of the Yan family in the city, and it is not troublesome to find one and ask clearly.

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The moon hangs in the deep blue night sky, scattering a silvery glow over the earth. A row of tall poplar trees casts a hazy shadow into the rooftop yard.

A separate courtyard and several tiled rooms, as guest rooms, lived Miss Yan Er and others. But for some reason, Wu Yuansheng was also arranged in this hospital when he arrived at night. Although it was a foregone conclusion that Yan Baocai would be released, he still lived in the same place.

The moon is high and the wind is clear, which is the most imaginative. Wu Yuansheng sat in front of the window, fiddling with the fan that would not let go in spring, autumn, winter and summer, although his face was calm, his heart was like numbness.

He and Miss Yan Fengjiao can be said to be in sympathy with each other, he is under the fence, and Yan Fengjiao is low-status. It is precisely because of the similar circumstances that the two have some contact and feelings. In order to get ahead, in order to have the capital to marry Yan Fengjiao, Wu Yuansheng can be said to have done his best, and this is why he has become Yan Baocai. But the world is unpredictable, and now we have to watch the Yiren throw themselves into the arms of others.

Wu Yuansheng hated it, he hated the eldest lady of the Yan family for turning her face and being ruthless; He hated that the chief manager of Yan fell into the well and slandered and framed him; He still hated Yan Baocai, and when he heard about it, he was indifferent, just thinking about leaving this place, not caring about Yan Fengjiao's life or death, and even more indifferent to his feelings.

Or he could elope with Yan Fengjiao, this thought only flashed in Wu Yuansheng's mind, and he threw it aside. I can't even get out of this courtyard, let alone out of the city. Moreover, is there no conspiracy to arrange him in this courtyard? What Yang Tianfeng thinks, it is still unknown, even if Yan Fengjiao lives not far away, even if he wants to talk to Yan Fengjiao, he does not dare to act rashly.

Cold treatment, wait and see what happens, this is Yang Tianfeng's idea. After learning some twists and turns from the Yan family's cronies, he could figure out why the Yan family sent Yan Fengjiao as a gift with his feet. In the big family, the struggle between the big house and the partial house, and the snatching of the inheritance of the concubine, are very common. Leaving Yan Fengjiao, that Wu Yuansheng may turn against him, and the reality of the Yan family will be in his hands.

He thought so, but the news that the Yan family had sent him a concubine had already spread to the back house. This kind of thing was not uncommon at that time, it was a common thing for a rich man, a landlord, and an official gentry to marry an aunt's wife, but it brought Yang Tianfeng a very different feeling.

"Why didn't you bring Xiao Si here!" Zhao Yurou and Ping'er were talking in the courtyard, and when they saw Yang Tianfeng coming back, they got up and took two steps to greet them, and said with a smile.

Yang Tianfeng rolled his eyes and said jokingly: "Little three, little four, crackling fried beans, I have a bowl, I have a bowl, I am so angry that you are staring." Talking sourly, are you jealous? ”

"I'm too lazy to care about your!" Zhao Yurou glanced at Yang Tianfeng and said, "I heard that you were injured, okay?" ”

Yang Tianfeng rolled his eyes again, it had been a few days, and he remembered to say hello, the cucumber dishes were cold.

"Young master, is the medicine sent enough for me, not enough for me to dispense." Ping'er interjected beside her.

"Enough, enough." Yang Tianfeng smiled: "That medicine is good, get more." Oh, come up to me in a moment and withdraw the money. ”

When Zhao Yurou heard the word "money", she came to her senses again, and asked with a smile: "Money, I want it too, the orphanage is just a little bit behind." ”

"Figure it out for yourself." Yang Tianfeng refused: "Just counting on me, the gold and silver mountains will have to be emptied." You are a loser daughter-in-law, and you don't know how difficult it is for your man to make money. ”

Zhao Yurou doesn't like to listen to any daughter-in-law, your man's face is green, in front of Ping'er, and she doesn't want to argue in detail, so she snorted and turned away.

If you want to get money, you should be justified; Get angry, twist your ass and leave. How could I be so unlucky to be such a guy. Yang Tianfeng looked at Zhao Yurou's back, straight luck.

"Young master, the third young grandmother is angry, I'll go and persuade you!" Ping'er bowed slightly, turned and left.

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In the remaining two days, Yang Tianfeng took care of everything and ate Yao Zongfa's feast. On the morning of the third day, after eating, the group rushed to the pier.

The flood has gone down quite a bit, but the boats have not been affected. On the wharf, a team of hundreds of people is boarding the ship, and outside the wharf, the fleet is lined up, and one by one sails over to pull people and carry goods.

Although Yang Tianfeng evacuated the county seat, he also left Zong Baichuan with a team of more than 200 people, plus Song Qingpu's police force, plus the recruitment momentum is unabated, the security of the county should still be guaranteed. If the Japanese devils really come to attack, it will be a different matter.

Yao Zongfa led all the county government officials to see him off, and for the leader of the county's largest armed forces, he naturally could not slack off in public and private. Yang Tianfeng also pretended to be humble, shook hands with these officials one by one, said goodbye, and boarded the boat.

Gone, the place where their first battle was. Yang Tianfeng looked at the county city wall that was getting farther and farther away, getting smaller and smaller, and felt a little emotional, and he had the expectation of going to the future.

In the cabin, Han's mother and daughter accompanied Hu Keping to talk and chat. Zhao Yurou finally had a place to show, and she didn't want to go back. Yang Tianfeng didn't embarrass her, and brought her back, the old lady must be angry, and the house will stop thinking about it. When I went back, I said that Zhao Yurou had a good relationship with the county magistrate's wife, and if she didn't let her come back, the old lady would say a few words to him at most, and it would be fine.

But Han Ping'er didn't accompany Zhao Yurou, which surprised Yang Tianfeng a little. However, due to Hu Keping's great improvement in injury, he couldn't do without Aunt Han's care for the time being, he thought that Han Ping'er couldn't do without her mother, so he didn't care.