Lin Qian never thought that she had been so fierce and embarrassed before, and that she could meet the Yang family again when the town was so big, she really didn't look at the yellow calendar when she went out, and her head was caught by the door and she kindly helped her.

Mu Luan didn't expect to meet this bottomless pit, looking at her appearance, even if she was given twenty taels of silver at that time, she could squander it at will.

The two of them didn't intend to pay attention, but it was benevolent and righteous to help her up with the wrong hand.

Obviously, the Yang family didn't intend to let them go easily, like endless blood-sucking leeches, sticking to the man and throwing them away.

Lin Qian unceremoniously threw Yang to the ground and said, "Yang, don't be embarrassed, don't think that Xianggong and I are still the two people who were at your mercy and sucked blood." ”

The bluestone pavement was not evenly spread, and Yang was smashed into the puddle, and the splash fell on Lin Qian's clean dress and embroidered shoes.

Yang knelt in the puddle, kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, "Qian'er, you can do well, you can give me a way out!" Now that I have nothing, my house is gone, my son is gone, my daughter-in-law is gone, and even my grandson is gone, so you can be merciful and spare me! ”

Lin Qian was inexplicable when she heard it, bypassed her and was about to leave, but she grabbed her skirt again.

"What are you doing? You let go of me!

If you want to survive, find it yourself, I didn't want to kill you, you burned the house yourself, your son was spoiled by you, your daughter-in-law and grandson were all your own faults, don't have everything to do with me! ”

The Yang family just doesn't let go, and they are bound to blackmail her.

Seeing this, Mu Luan took out a dagger from his boots and cut open Lin Qian's skirt, picked her up and left quickly.

Lin Qian, who returned home, looked at the torn skirt, paced back and forth in the main hall, pointed to the door, and said, "First a shirt, and now a skirt, what are the Yang plans to do?"

If a good person doesn't do it, he has to be a blood-sucking leech, why is his face so big, he doesn't mean that I don't give her a way to live.

She never thought about who cut off her back road, how did I have such a big ability to turn her hands into clouds and rain and make her family ruined? ”

Whether it was in the village before, or now in the town, the Yang family always pestered them like vampires, as if they deserved to obediently and continuously give her a steady stream of silver for her to be fed and clothed.

In Lin Qian's memory, she was married after the Spring Festival, and it was obviously cold, and Yang said that she wanted to eat fresh fish that had just been caught from the river.

When she said no, Yang changed her face, saying that she was unfilial, and stripped off her cotton clothes and froze in the snow for a day, if it weren't for Mu Luan, she would have frozen to death at that time.

Did she give her a way out at that time?

Lin Qian was so angry that her internal organs were burning, as if she could burn people to death with anger.

Mu Luan poured water for her and persuaded, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, dissipate your anger." ”

Lin Qian took the chrysanthemum tea, drank it all, still didn't reduce the fire, directly poured a pot, and took a deep breath, "Xianggong, you lend me the ink bamboo you painted to see if I can embroider it on my clothes." ”

Mu Luan couldn't see that she was still full of resentment in her heart, so she took her to the study to look at the paintings, and let her choose.

Lin Qian looked at it as if it was either difficult to get into the clothes, or she couldn't get into the clothes at all, so she compromised, "Xianggong, I think you are wearing it very well now, and things like embroidery are still not suitable for you." ”

Mu Luan comforted her, "You are absent-minded at the moment, how can you think well, we don't want to." ”

"But I don't want that, and all I think about is all sorts of silent ways to kill that old godly woman." Lin Qian was a little crazy, and the hand holding the painting kept tightening.

Mu Luan could see that he didn't want to save his Mobao, and said, "Rub it, maybe it will be better." ”

Lin Qian was also unkind when she heard this, gritting her teeth and kneading the paper into a ball, which was visibly shrunk and compacted with the naked eye.

Mu Luan took the ball she kneaded and played with it for a while, and said seriously, "The arm strength is good, keep coming on!" ”

Lin Qian smashed the freshly kneaded ball at him, "You still have the heart to laugh at me." ”

"It's time to degasse, right?" Mu Luan caught the paper ball and said with a smile, "If the anger is gone, let's think about the patterns of the clothes you are about to sell." ”

Lin Qian moved her aching fingers, stretched out her hand to him aggrievedly, and said, "I don't want to, my hand hurts." ”

Mu Luan gently pinched her fingers, pulled her to sit down on the chair, and said, "Think about it, you still owe me a gift!" ”

Lin Qian withdrew her hand, crossed her fingers, turned her palms outward, heard two bone 'clicks', picked up charcoal and drew on the paper, which was completely frightened.

Mu Luan moved a chair and sat down beside her to read, did she take a look at Lin Qian, who was drawing seriously.

A beautiful picture of Lang's love and concubine was almost broken by Mo Lan.

Mo Lan broke in, saw Mu Luan make a silent movement, covered his mouth, tiptoed to Mu Luan's side, and stretched out a few words in his ear.

Mu Luan said the solution in his ear, and Mo Lan immediately went to do things with a smile.

Lin Qian put down the charcoal, twisted her neck with both hands, and said, "What did Mo Lan say just now?" ”

"Nothing, you don't have to listen." Mu Luan put down the book and sat down to look at her picture, "The painting is exquisite, comparable to a master." ”

Lin Qian rolled his eyes and said, "You just pick what I like to hear!" ”

"The praise is beyond words, and the heart of admiration can be known?" Mu Luan grabbed her snow-white and slender hand, put it on her lips and kissed it gently.

Lin Qian withdrew her hand like an electric shock and said, "Don't divert the topic, you just say that you like the tricks of this picture?" ”

Mu Luan looked at the drawings, and only made patterns on the cuffs, belt, hem edge and shoulders, which was simple and generous, and said, "It's okay." ”

"What do you mean it's okay? Like is like, don't like is not like, give a happy word! Lin Qian felt like he was fishing, watching the fish take the bait, and said it was okay when he felt that he could eat a meal.

"I guess I like it." Mu Luan nodded and gave another ambiguous answer.

Lin Qian held his cheeks sideways, staring at his deep eyes, and after a while, Lin Qian gave up and said, "Okay, you just don't like it." ”

Mu Luan grabbed her head and pressed it on her chest and said, "You have to listen to the heartbeat if you like it or not, sometimes your eyes will lie." ”

Lin Qian was caught off guard by him, and was pressed by him with a red face, clenching her fist to prevent herself from laughing.

Mu Luan's smile gradually spread from his face to his chest, and the room gradually became hot and ambiguous.

"Boss—"

The two quickly separated, each behaving separately, one reading a book and the other drawing, but they couldn't hide that both of them were a little short of breath.

Mo Lan ran to Mu Luan's side and said in a voice that they could hear, "That old pious woman still refuses to leave, what should I do?" ”

"Bring her in and freshen her up, inform Ya Po, and sell it to her without cash!" Mu Luan's complexion returned to normal.

Before Mo Lan left, he pointed and said, "Boss, the book is reversed!" ”