Despite all the difficulties and tragic, the War of Resistance will be won, Japan will be defeated, and there will definitely be no good fruit to eat when you are a traitor. Therefore, if you want to resist Japan, at least you can't wait for the death of a gun after the war with the reputation of a traitor behind your back.

And because he was very unlucky to possess the son of a big tyrant, when his grandfather and father made a fortune, they didn't take advantage of it, didn't rely on the government, and didn't do some black-hearted things, and that large piece of land would grow wings and fly? Just like a businessman, no matter how generous he is, he is also a traitor, can he make money if he does not commit adultery?

Besides, what good things did he do himself? took refuge in the devils, squeezed the tenants, paid food and contributions to the devils, arrested and tortured patriotic students, and forcibly married female students as concubines...... It's over, it's over.

There are some things that you can't think about, let alone think deeply. Yang Tianfeng hurriedly forcibly stopped further in his thoughts, so as not to completely disrupt some of his existing ideas. Let's take one step at a time, it's useless to think too much, anyway, I have a foresight of historical development, and it shouldn't be difficult to avoid trouble, right?

Yes, to laugh at life, to laugh at life, this is a state of mind, but also a realm. There will inevitably be fatigue, pain, frustration, and bitterness in life. All these make people feel very tired, but as long as there is a bright fire of hope in the heart and a bright lamp, the ideal will shine and life will be colorful.

At this time, Huzi lifted the curtain and walked in, and saw Yang Tianfeng leaning on the head of the bed, although he still looked sick and crooked, he already knew from others that the young master's life was no longer in serious trouble, so there was a heartfelt joy on his face.

"Young master, you--you have something to do with me." Huzi was a little clumsy and wanted to say a few greetings, but he couldn't think of how to phrase it for a while, so he had to pause and say very bluntly.

Yang Tianfeng smiled and said, "Huzi, sit down, I want to ask you something." ”

Huzi was not polite, sat on the chair, looked at Yang Tianfeng, and waited for him to speak.

"That—that, what about the third aunt?" Yang Tianfeng asked a little embarrassed.

Huzi didn't pay attention to Yang Tianfeng's expression, he said straightforwardly: "The third aunt is too locked up, the old lady said, if the young master is, if there are three long and two short, he will kill her to pay tribute." ”

"Oh." Yang Tianfeng nodded, it's good that people are still alive, he really feels guilty now, so he said with concern: "Is she okay?" ”

Huzi shook his head and said: "It's not good, there is no doctor to treat her injuries, there is a lot of bleeding, although it stopped later, but she was tied, and she didn't hit her teeth for two days, and half of her life was gone." ”

"She's hurt, what's going on?" Yang Tianfeng was knocked unconscious, so he naturally didn't know what happened afterward.

Huzi recounted what happened on the night of marriage, Yang Tianfeng understood, muttered for a long time, and said: "You go to the doctor, treat her well, find a few more maids, serve her with good food and water, don't be difficult for her anymore." ”

Huzi nodded in agreement, but said with some hesitation: "What if the third young lady looks for death again?" ”

Yang Tianfeng stroked his forehead, this is indeed a headache, from Huzi's description, it can be seen that this is a fierce girl, not easy to fiddle with. But this matter, in the final analysis, starts from yourself, and you must always take responsibility!

"That's-" Yang Tianfeng stretched out his hand to beckon Huzi to him, whispered his method, and then sighed and said: "Although it doesn't sound good to say, if I can dispel her idea of finding a short-term and save her life, I only have this one trick." ”

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Yang Tianfeng's injury was on his head, to be precise, it should be a concussion or something. Now that he has come to his senses, he is mostly better, but his body is still a little weak and his muscles are a little sore. But in the afternoon, it was no longer in his way to relax in the small garden with the help of others.

The fragrance swam beside him, and there were roses, cloves, and some flowers and plants that Yang Tianfeng couldn't name. Sitting in a soft chair, he stared at the pool for a long time.

Meng Qiulan sat at his feet, gently rubbing his legs. After a while, she stopped, moved her wrist, and glanced up at Yang Tianfeng, only to find that Yang Tianfeng's gaze had been cast from the pool water to her, with a thoughtful expression on her face. Then, Yang Tianfeng stretched out his hand to her, and Meng Qiulan was stunned for a moment before she understood the meaning of Yang Tianfeng's actions.

"You're nineteen, aren't you?"

"Twenty according to the old Chinese saying, nineteen according to the foreigner's parlance." Meng Qiulan sat beside Yang Tianfeng, feeling the long-lost warmth, her eyes became confused, and she seemed to have returned to the time when she first met Yang Tianfeng, and her answer was exactly the same as at that time.

Yang Tianfeng pinched his smooth little hand, and the smooth jade bracelet trembled on Meng Qiulan's wrist. He remembered that she had slept with him that night wearing this bracelet, the only decoration on her jade body.

Recently, he has really gone too far with her, and in this mansion, people are used to looking at the style. As the eldest young master of the Yang family, his every move will have a great impact on this hard-working woman who only wants to live a peaceful life.

And the old lady of the Yang family also set up a strange rule, no matter how many women she marries, only the son of the husband will be set up as a big house, before there is no heir, the seat of the eldest lady will be vacant, and the women she marries are all aunts in name. I don't know how I came up with the competitive mechanism, it's very interesting.

Yang Tianfeng thought about it, staring at Meng Qiulan's white neck, he couldn't help but hug Meng Qiulan's slender waist, he put his hand on Meng Qiulan's flat and soft lower abdomen and gently circled, put his face on her shoulder, and sniffed the indescribable faint fragrance from her skin.

"Tianfeng, someone is coming." Meng Qiulan's voice was not loud, shy and timid, and she was still breathing slightly heavily when she was emotional.

"It's Zhou Laishan." Meng Qiulan reminded again, and put her hand on Yang Tianfeng's hand, which was about to move to her chest.

Yang Tianfeng opened his eyes unhappily, sat up straight, paused for a moment, and said, "Let him come over!" ”

Zhou Lai Shanyuan was also born in a solid family, spent money to burn incense and kowtow to worship the master, practiced martial arts, and made a group of fox friends and dog friends. Later, when the family road fell, he wandered around here and became a famous bachelor, until he was recruited by the Yang family and became the head of the Yang family's courtyard, and now he is the squadron leader of the second squadron of the security regiment.

He was wearing a blue imitation silk coat today, revealing the white cardigan underneath, carrying a box cannon cross-body, walked quickly to the front, and said respectfully and flatteringly: "Young master, I heard that you are in good health, and my little heart is very happy. No, I have made another antiquity to relieve your boredom. As he spoke, he handed over a box with both hands.