Chapter Eighty-Three: Birthday

"Director, don't blame yourself, Brother Hu died to save us! He didn't flinch until he died, my heart has always been proud of him, and I will avenge him! Lin Ping quickly put aside his sadness and comforted Guang Yunzi.

Guangyunzi nodded: "Hmm! You're right, Hu Zhong's revenge must be avenged! I'm going to make her pay for that witch! ”

As his mind slowly calmed down, he began to think back to what had happened before and after, and he thought of the disciple who made him feel cold.

"By the way, what about that scoundrel Han Dang?"

Lin Ping replied: "I'm sorry, Director, I beat him up, and then he disappeared!" ”

"Well beaten! From today onwards, he is not my apprentice, that evil obstacle, the next time I see him, the old man will also teach him a good lesson! Thinking of what Han Dang had done, Guang Yunzi suddenly became angry, and he was already completely disappointed in this former apprentice.

Lin Ping looked at the angry Guangyunzi and suddenly became a little dazed.

"Director, what should we do next?"

Although Guangyunzi was full of anger, he still calmly thought about the current situation.

The origin of that demon girl is definitely not simple, and now that she is in a weak state, it is not suitable to go to the demon girl with great fanfare.

"In the past two days, I'll wait for my Yuan Shen power to recover some, and at the same time, I can also inquire about the origin of the demon girl by the way!"

Lin Ping immediately nodded: "Okay, Director!" ”

"Then I'll go and tell Aunt Zeng the news that you have woken up, Aunt Zeng will be happy to know it!" After Lin Ping finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to walk outside the house.

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Outside the Wang family's mansion, Wang Xingyue was stretching her neck in anticipation.

Finally, a carriage slowly drove in the alley in the distance, and the carriage stopped outside the gate of the palace. At this time, Wang Xingyue walked forward with a well-behaved face and said coquettishly: "Daddy, you're back!" ”

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man stepped out of the carriage.

Wang Yuan looked at his daughter who greeted him, and smiled with satisfaction on his tired face: "Xingyue, why are you alone?" Where's your mother? ”

Wang Xingyue replied with a frank face: "My mother is estimated to be decocting medicine in the back kitchen now!" ”

Wang Yuan immediately frowned when he heard this: "What's the matter?" Is there anyone in the family who is sick? ”

Wang Xingyue walked over and held her father's shoulder, shook her head and explained, "No one in the family is sick? Did my mother rescue two people the day before yesterday and let them live in the house? Dad, you must not know that one of them is a big shot! ”

Hearing his daughter's words, Wang Yuan immediately became curious.

"Oh? Which big shot is it? ”

"It's Guangyunzi's senior, his daimyo father must have heard of it!"

Wang Xingyue's answer made Wang Yuan's eyes pass through a trace of surprise, but soon that emotion disappeared.

"It turned out to be Guangyunzi's senior, your mother had received his help before, since the predecessor came to the house, then you must treat him well!"

Wang Xingyue led her father Wang Yuan and walked into the mansion with a happy face.

"Dad, you haven't been home for many days, and it's your daughter's birthday in a few days!" Wang Xingyue suddenly turned around and looked at her father expectantly.

Wang Yuan looked down at his lovely daughter, and suddenly remembered that his daughter's eighteenth birthday would be five days away, which was the coming-of-age ceremony.

When he looked at his daughter again, Wang Yuan was full of guilt, probably because Xingyue had guessed that he had forgotten this day, so he deliberately reminded himself.

Wang Yuan glanced at his daughter apologetically, and comforted: "Daddy, I've been busy with your Uncle Liu in business recently, so I can't take care of you, Xingyue don't be angry!" ”

"Dad, it's okay, you're busy with you, it's just that you must take the time to attend your daughter's birthday party on your birthday!" Wang Xingyue shook her head lightly, with a look of anticipation on her face.

Seeing his daughter so considerate of herself, Wang Yuan couldn't help but feel gratified.

In addition to being relieved, Wang Yuan was more concerned about his daughter's safety: "Xingyue, don't run around in the near future, the county town is not very peaceful, try to stay at home as much as possible, pay attention to safety!" ”

"Hmm!" Wang Xingyue nodded, although she was at home, she had also heard about several major events that had happened in Hua'an County recently, and she was also faintly worried about the current situation in Hua'an County.

After greeting his daughter again, after Wang Xingyue returned to his room, Wang Yuan asked the people in the house, and when his wife was in the kitchen, he immediately rushed to the kitchen.

Approaching the kitchen, Wang Yuan really smelled a smell of medicine.

It seems that Xingyue is right, his wife is decocting medicine.

Wang Yuan is not surprised, his wife is a doctor after all, and decoction has always been done by herself. Whether it is cooking on the fire, washing clothes and weaving, this wife of mine is never busy with others, and likes to do it herself. Although Wang Yuan complained to his wife about this phenomenon, he is now a big businessman on the rich side, and it is enough to let his wife enjoy it.

But his wife said that although the family is rich now, it is not easy to earn a penny, and she can save more by doing more for the family.

In the end, Wang Yuan couldn't do anything about his wife, and he couldn't always take care of family affairs, so he could only let her think.

Pushing open the kitchen, a burst of green smoke came to his nose, Wang Yuan followed the smell of smoke, and saw his wife squatting in front of a stove, holding a pu fan in her hand, looking at the fire in the stove.

A pot of medicine was boiling on top of the stove.

Zeng Lianxin's eyes were extremely serious, although the matter of decoction was simple, it was also a science, and whether the heat was mastered or not was directly related to the effect of the medicine.

As a good doctor, I naturally wouldn't let someone who doesn't know anything do this kind of thing.

Because the decoction was too involved, Zeng Lianxin didn't even notice that Wang Yuan, who was herself, had quietly walked into the kitchen.

Not long after, Zeng Lianxin opened the lid of the medicine jar and glanced at the color of the medicinal soup. Nodding slightly, he stopped fanning the fire. got up and wiped the man from his forehead. At this time, Zeng Lianxin noticed that a person had already walked into the kitchen.

turned around to look, when he saw Wang Yuan, who was patiently waiting for his decoction on the side.

Zeng Lianxin looked surprised: "Husband, you're back!" ”

Wang Lang nodded slightly: "It's over, so I'm back!" stepped forward, but found that Zeng Lianxin's body was covered with cigarette ash, and immediately said with concern: "I said that this kind of thing will be done by the next person!" ”

"It's just that I'm bored at home and want to do more, and those people don't know this knowledge, so the effect of giving them medicinal soup is estimated to be poor!" Zeng Lianxin patted the dust on her body, and her slightly dirty face showed a rustic smile.