Cheng Ting and Wang Jinghua started an extremely bad scolding, the sound of "Wangwang" here has not stopped, and the sound of "quack" over there has started, both of them have thick throats, big throats, fire, and smoke.

When the two of them were fighting, the eldest brother of the Cheng family took the overall situation, while looking for someone to invite Li Yiti, and at the same time dismissed the guests who were watching the excitement - the guests were stretching their necks and waiting for the next development, and they were very sorry when they left, and it was inconvenient to really stay, so they could only go back one step at a time.

The eldest brother of the Cheng family asked the second brother of the Cheng family to go to the study to inform his father, and then asked the eldest brother-in-law to go to the backyard and quietly told Mrs. Cheng - if Cheng Taishan wanted to kill Cheng and Wu, it would be good to have a rescuer.

In the end, the eldest brother of the Cheng family took a bamboo pole from the corner of the wall, and opened Cheng Ting and Wang Jinghua with a pole: "Go to the study." ”

So Cheng Ting grabbed Wu Jin's hand, and went to the study with a tired mind, while Wang and Sun knew that they were at a loss, so they also shook each other's hands and went to the study.

The snow was trampled on all over the ground, and the subordinates didn't have time to clean it, and there were messy and dirty footprints everywhere, Wu Jin stepped on these footprints and walked all the way to the outside of Cheng Taishan's study.

He grew so big, the first time he fought, his right hand was concussed violently, and he felt a faint pain at this time, but he didn't regret it.

A heavy curtain hung from the door of the study, and bright candlelight shone through it.

Yin Bei stood on the steps and yawned, saw Wu Jin showing a smiling face, took two steps in the direction of the curtain, grabbed in front of the waiting servant, and opened the curtain for Wu Jin.

Wang Jinghua pulled Sun Jing and got into it first.

Wu Jin's gaze unconsciously drifted to Yin Nan, who had a paralyzed face.

Yin Nan was wearing Mo Lingfeng's fox fur coat in the crook of his arm, holding a lying rabbit in his hand, and when he noticed Wu Jin's gaze, he immediately replied coldly.

Wu Jin knew that Mo Lingfeng was also inside.

"Let's go, too." Cheng Ting pulled Wu Jin inside.

The eldest brother of the Cheng family hesitated for a moment, did not follow up, and only waited for an opportunity outside the study.

Cheng Taishan sat in the Taishi chair, took off everything he could take, and changed the jacket into a single coat, still hot and sweaty, Wang Zhizhou had no clothes to change, so he could only shake the folding fan in his hand.

Only Mo Qianlan was not afraid of the heat and sat peacefully.

There is a white silk screen near the window, and a large flower pot is placed in front of the screen, in which a camellia plant is raised.

The red-petaled astragalus follows the screen on the branch, and the branches are prematurely corrected, casting a natural silhouette under the candlelight.

Mo Lingfeng stood in front of this plump leaf, the green color of the forest, the bright but not demonic red color, all enveloped her, she raised her hand to fold the flowers, and the sound of the flower branches breaking became particularly harsh.

Pinching the camellia, she turned her head to look at Wu Jin who walked in.

The two looked at each other, and Wu Jin immediately saw Mo Lingfeng's drunken state, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were full of hazy water.

She ignored Wu Jin, pinched the flower branch and walked to Mo Qianlan, and inserted the flowers and leaves in Mo Qianlan's ear, and then sat on the embroidery pier by herself, buried her head in her brother's lap, and yawned.

Mo Qianlan laughed, rubbed two handfuls on her back, lowered her head, and asked if the puppy was sleepy.

Cheng Taishan looked at the four people who came in, first glared at Cheng Ting, and then looked at Wang Jinghua with a smile: "Jinghua, you have a nosebleed, you have eaten too much mutton." ”

Wang Jingclam stood in front of Wang Bazhizhou with the little toad, and cried aggrievedly: "No, it was Wu Jin who beat him!" ”

Cheng Taishan looked at Wu Jin: "You really beat him?" ”

Wu Jin nodded: "The student is momentarily angry, and he is willing to be punished." ”

Cheng Taishan was suspicious of Wang Jinghua's upbringing, and Wang Jinghua cried, it was really like a bell, "woo-" pulled a long sound, crying ugly, it was really unbearable, and it made his hands itch.

In order to avoid judging people by their appearance, he looked at Mo Qianlan, and suddenly felt pleasing to the eye, and his eyes felt much better.

"Lao Mo, when we were so old, you also made me cry so much."

Mo Qianlan resolutely disagreed: "No." ”

"Hehe," Cheng Taishan looked at Wang Zhizhou happily, and lightly wanted to fool this matter over, "Yunsheng, the child fights, it didn't hurt the vital point, wait for Li Yiti to come, treat them, forget it." ”

Wang Zhizhou didn't love his son much, if his son was beaten with a sack, he didn't necessarily have to pursue it, but his son was beaten in public, so his face was also hit hard.

It's just that because Mo Qianlan is here, it is inconvenient for him to pursue it, so he can only slowly clean up Wu Jin later.

Before he could speak, Li Yiti came.

Cheng Taishan waved his pen and swept both the doctor and the patient out of the compartment.

Li Yitie first looked at Wu Jin's right hand.

He saw that the elm bark was not moving at all, and the tie was very firm, so he let go of his hand and said: "It's good, next time be a little bolder, a little harder, and let it move directly, so that I can smash and reconnect it for you, so that you don't have to run in vain." ”

Wu Jin made him blush-faced and silent with a sneer.

Li Yiti showed Wang Jinghua the injury again.

Wang Jinghua's nosebleed was very fierce, and most of his clothes were wet, in fact, they were all skin injuries, and after a little cleanup, Li Yipaste carried the medicine box, and left very unhappily - he was Li Yiti, a sticker to save his life, not Li plaster, where it hurts, it has to be pasted.

Wu, Cheng, Sun, and Wang moved outside, and Mo Qianlan, who had been lazy, suddenly beckoned to Wu Jin: "Come here." ”

Cheng Taishan raised his eyebrows, knowing that Mo Qianlan was going to favor Wu Jin.

And Wang Zhizhou looked at his son, because he knew that his son always didn't say good things when he had a mouth, and then saw that his son's face was pale, and he immediately frowned.

Wu Jin took a step forward, three steps in a row, and his legs and feet were heavy and painful.

It's not that there is something wrong with his legs, but any road leading to Mo Qianlan is full of thorns and hidden blades, which can make his skin open and his blood flow.

But he had to move forward, because Mo Qianlan was an envoy of Jiedu and an official, and he could cut off all contact with Mofu, but he could not despise the official authority of Mo Jiedu's envoy.

Mo Qianlan leaned over and took a tangerine, and peeled off a piece of orange peel with his thumb: "Xie Yuan is momentarily angry, what is it for?" ”

Wang Jinghua's face suddenly turned pale.

Wu Jin buried his head deeply: "Because he shakes his lips and puffs his tongue, he is good at right and wrong." ”

"Oh?" Mo Qianlan peeled the orange peel and threw it away, and tore the white tendons on it, "I can let you, a person who is cautious in words and deeds, do it, I'm curious about what Jinghua said, let's hear it." ”

Wu Jin lowered his head and replied, "Students can't say it. ”

Mo Qianlan put the orange into Mo Lingfeng's hand, let her sit aside and eat the orange obediently, got up and walked to Wu Jin's side, reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Say it, I won't punish you, and I won't punish him." ”

This hand is cold, it still can't be warmed in such a hot room, and when he rubbed Wu Jin's shoulder, Wu Jin felt that the hand on his shoulder was stretched out from the hell of Xudu, without a trace of popularity.

He wanted to shake off this hand, but he couldn't, because Mo Qianlan was a festival envoy: "The student can't bear to say it, and he can't say it." ”

I can't bear to say it, because I don't want more people to hear Mo Lingfeng's gossip, and I can't say it, because I don't believe Mo Qianlan's nonsense.

Mo Qianlan's hand is a murderous hand, for the sake of Mo Lingfeng, he can completely create another bloody case.