Fortunately, the gray-skinned monkey only scratched Cheng Qi's hand, but did not hurt him, Zhou Lao Langzhong came over to take a look, and told her to change the dressing on time, not to let the wound get wet and leave.

As for the wounds on the face, it's still those three words: take care of it slowly.

In the Tinglan Water Pavilion, Aunt Meng stood by the bed with everyone and helped her put her hands back in the quilt, and then said: "But I was scared to death, I should have killed Asuo and the monkey." ”

Cheng Qi had already changed into clean clothes, her black hair was scattered behind her like black satin, she knew that Aunt Meng was worried about herself, and softly reassured: "Auntie, don't be afraid, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay."

Cheng Lan also exhaled.

However, Cheng Dai heard Cheng Qi say that it was okay, so he left coldly.

"Let's go, Brother Zong Yu." He said.

And Cheng Yan next to him turned around and wanted to leave, but turned back and asked the man on the bed: "Don't you know that the monkey can't shake his hand when he sees it?" How can you forget it in the blink of an eye? And call it hurt itself? ”

Cheng Qi was stunned by the question, raised his head and glanced at him, for some reason, his expression suddenly became a little cautious and nervous: "I don't know...... He shook it lightly. "Quickly change the subject," who would have thought that Aso was careless, and failed to hold the rope and make it run over. ”

Aunt Meng interrupted neatly: "Say what you do, the desert is fine." ”

Cheng Yan didn't ask any more questions when he saw the situation, just stared at the person on the bed without blinking for a moment.

Cheng Qi was cramped as if he had been pierced by ten thousand swords, and turned his head slightly.

This person has a pair of teary eyes, and he has always been full of affection, but there are times when he is so cold and fierce.

"Alright, let's go back first." Cheng Yun said.

With that, he took the rest of the people in the house downstairs and asked Qing Dai to serve her.

As soon as I got out of the courtyard gate of the Water Pavilion, I saw Mrs. Cheng coming to meet her, she was unwell today, and she had been resting in the courtyard, and she was shocked by the news at this time, so she came to take a look.

Cheng Yun hurriedly supported her: "Mother, the desert is fine. ”

Mrs. Cheng glanced at the third floor of the courtyard and clicked on her crutches: "Okay, then let her rest well, there is no need to go to the Wuyuan for night food."

She said that she wanted to get rid of Cheng Yun's hand, but there was a glimmer in the man's eyes, and he didn't let go of his hand, but said, "Mother, my son will send you back to the Wuyuan." ”

Old Madam Cheng glanced at him meaningfully, knowing that this person might have something, so she had to say, "It's okay." Then he commanded the rest, "In that case, go back and rest yourselves, for we have been busy all day." ”

"Yes." Everyone answered in unison.

Old Madam Cheng saw Cheng Yan in the crowd and asked, "By the way, Zong Yu, how is the progress of the satin mill?" Is there enough embroidery? ”

Cheng Yan hurriedly leaned over slightly and said, "Grandmother, don't worry, everything is going well on my grandson's side." ”

Mrs. Cheng bowed her head with satisfaction: "That's good, if there are not enough people or not enough money, even if you come to your grandmother to speak, you have just entered the village, and you still have to study diligently in many things." ”

When Ji heard this, he immediately glanced at Cheng Yunduo next to him.

What does the mother mean by this, she exalts a step-grandson in public, but deliberately does not give her own son a good face, it has been like this for so many years, which makes people wonder why.

And Mrs. Cheng said to the Zheng family in the second room, "Ah Fang, I'm old, I'm not used to eating those sweet and greasy snacks, I'm worried about your frozen crispy flower cake, and I'll send some later." ”

Zheng said gently: "Yes." ”

"It's all gone."

After Mrs. Cheng finally finished speaking, she went back to the Wuyuan with Cheng Yunduo and Zhou's mother, and after entering the main house, she said more distantly: "I'm here, you can also go back to the North Courtyard." ”

Cheng Yunduo helped her sit on the circle chair and said calmly: "Today is the negligence of my son and the desert, which makes my mother worried, Asuo's side...... The desert does not call killing, and the son does not pursue it. ”

Old Madam Cheng wiped her hands with a wet towel very carelessly: "It's not your fault, you can't blame the desert or Asuo, the past is over, you have time to make amends here, it's better to discipline your eldest son Cheng Ming well, it's too ignorant to go out for such an important banquet today." ”

When Cheng Yunduo heard this, he immediately said: "My son knows that he will be strictly disciplined when he goes back." ”

Mrs. Cheng said again: "It is also the son of you and the Xi family, Boli is sensible and well-behaved, but this Cheng Ming is really not like words, he is fifteen years old, and he still spends his days drinking." ”

"It's all sons who can't teach in a way." Cheng Yunduo didn't dare to refute at all.

Old Madam Cheng didn't look up: "Okay, you go back first." ”

Cheng Yunduo looked ashamed, he was urged by Mrs. Cheng three times and didn't leave, and he looked at him as if he wanted to speak and stopped, which was different from Su Ri's majesty, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Mrs. Cheng handed the towel in her hand to the red ginseng, and by the way, she dropped it left and right.

Cheng Yunduo stood in the empty house, hesitated for a moment, and then said with difficulty: "Mother, it's not the son who wants to cause trouble to you, but the Xiangfang...... Something went wrong. ”

Mrs. Cheng took a sip of the tea next to her, but did not show concern.

Cheng Yunduo was even more uneasy: "Mother, Sui Yuanwai refuses to return the silver, the ticket number can't be turned around, the money in the mine is in Ge Yuanjun's hands, and it hasn't been allocated yet, there are batches of goods in Xiangfang that can't come in, and there is almost a little silver, can you ......?"

Mrs. Cheng spoke neatly: "How much worse?" ”

Cheng Yun's eyes were overjoyed, and he hurriedly said: "It's not much, 30,000 taels." ”

Old Madam Cheng raised her eyes and said undeniably: "I can only lend you three thousand taels at most, if you are willing, immediately ask Red Ginseng to bring you the silver ticket." ”

Cheng Yunduo had just ignited some flames of hope in his heart, and he was poured with a basin of cold water in an instant, coupled with Cheng Yan's matter, he couldn't help but step forward and said, "Mother! ”

Old Madam Cheng looked coldly: "Don't forget it." ”

Cheng Yun frowned, and said unwillingly: "Mother, after so many years, my son is begging you for the first time, if you don't pay from Xiangfang, you will be preempted by the Yao family. ”

Old Madam Cheng said coldly: "I promised to lend you three thousand taels." ”

Cheng Yunduo was full of holes in an instant, I don't know if it's because of the borrowed word or the number of three thousand taels, I only know that since the eldest brother died eight years ago, his mother has been lukewarm to him, and it is not as good as Cheng Yunshan from the Chen family, as if he doesn't treat himself as his own son.

Why.

Is it because he took over the eldest brother's Qizhuang business?

But he's also his own son.

Cheng Yunduo was unwilling to go to the extreme, and he couldn't wait to confront his mother now, and vent the sadness and pain of these years, but now the business on the side of Xiangfang was more important, so he had to say: "Then thank you mother, and the rest of the sons will find another way." ”

Mrs. Cheng got up on crutches: "The interest is calculated according to the rules of the ticket number." ”

The son wants money, even if it is in the name of borrowing, he still needs interest!

Cheng Yun's eyes were red: "Mother! ”

Mrs. Cheng walked into the bedroom, and her voice on crutches was very powerful: "What? You've got your eldest brother's Qizhuang business, and you're still asking for it? Think I'm a cornucopia? As everyone knows, you can't chew too much, you should give your eldest brother a pillar of incense! ”

As she entered the bedroom door, she raised her voice again.

"Don't forget, what have you done with that Xiping Thorn History!"

After speaking, the door was closed and no one was seen again.

Cheng Yun stayed in place, his face tired and painful.