The three brothers and sisters were chatting in the house, mainly Zhao Chunyang told about his cultivation experience and the insights of his travels, Shen Xingluo and Xiang'er pricked up their ears and listened carefully, this is also a method of preaching as a senior brother to guide the cultivation of the younger sister, and they heard a low voice of concern outside the house.

"Walk this way, Chunyang hasn't slept yet, don't be seen by him, oops, you walk slowly, be careful of your legs. The old lady complained with a deep sense of concern.

"Okay, okay, didn't I fall down, and I'm not old enough to touch it. The old man gasped with a little impatience.

"As long as you can endure, you can still be pushed. The old lady scolded.

Inside the house, Zhao Chunyang couldn't sit still, stopped talking with his junior sisters, and walked out of the house.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Because Shen Xingluo and Xiang'er were guests, they also came out with Zhao Chunyang. I saw an old couple standing together in the small courtyard, the old lady was leaning on her back to support the old man, the old man was holding a lantern in his hand, leaning over his waist and limping, there were bruises at the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were swollen.

"Grandpa Zhao, Grandma Zhao?" Shen Xingluo also looked at them in surprise, didn't the Aunt Li from the next door say that one of them went to collect medicine and the other went to wash people's clothes, why were they so embarrassed?

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao looked up at the same time, and happened to see the three of them, both of them involuntarily showed embarrassed expressions on their faces, Uncle Zhao was okay, he just squeezed out a kind smile and smiled: "Ah Luo came to see your uncle again, why don't you say it in advance, I will let your grandma make cakes at home." ”

Every time Shen Xingluo came to the natural city, he would send Zhao Chunyang to the door, and the Zhao couple did not know Zhao Chunyang's true identity, and they always thought that Shen Xingluo was Zhao Chunyang's niece.

The old couple lost their sons and daughters in old age, especially for children, and every time they came, they were enthusiastic and busy, and they couldn't wait to take out all the good things at home.

Zhao Chunyang walked over quickly, supported Uncle Zhao for the tired and panting Aunt Zhao, and frowned as he walked into the house: "Didn't you go out to collect medicine, how did you make it look like this?"

"Alas, don't mention it. Uncle Zhao sat down slowly and sighed heavily.

"Oh, whose daughter is this, so old and handsome?"

Uncle Zhao hadn't started to speak yet, but when Aunt Zhao saw Xiang'er at a glance, her eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped forward to grab Xiang'er and greeted her eagerly.

Shen Xingluo said: "Grandma, this is my sister, Xiang'er." ”

"Xiang'er, well, this name is really good. ”

Xiang'er let Aunt Zhao hold her hand and said with a smile: "Grandpa is good, grandma is good." ”

"Oh, good, good. Uncle Zhao saw such a white, tender and lovely little girl standing in the room with a smile, and immediately felt that the room was much brighter, and her mood was much better, and the injuries on her body seemed to be less painful, and she smiled.

"Grandpa, why are you injured?" Xiang'er raised her head and said with concern.

Zhao Chunyang was busy taking herbs, mashing them in a medicine bowl, and turning his back to the old couple and turning a Qi Nourishing Pill into it.

Uncle Zhao slapped his hand on the table and said, "People's hearts are bad, they're broken." ”

"You speak slowly, don't worry. Shen Xingluo poured a cup of tea for the old man and put it in his hand.

"It's not Qian Yan's family, his mother-in-law and boy don't know what's crazy, beating her daughter-in-law in the alley, but it's really beating to death, I saw that the girl was beaten pitifully, so I couldn't help but persuade two words, who knew that this person jumped up and punched me, I dodged two steps back, and didn't notice that I tripped over a stone on the ground. Uncle Zhao rubbed the corners of his bruised eyes and said with some clarity.

Zhao Chunyang came over with a medicine bowl, and frowned when he heard this: "Didn't you go to the city to collect medicine, why did you go to the Qian family alley again?"

Uncle Zhao said: "It's not your mother who said this morning that she was going to Qian's alley to wash people's clothes, I was worried that she would come back late and be afraid of the dark, so I took a detour to pick her up." ”

Aunt Zhao put down Xiang'er's hand, and came over to help lift up the clothes on Uncle Zhao's back to reveal the scars, so that Zhao Chunyang could take medicine, and listened to his words not only unhappy but also said angrily: "Who wants you to pick it up, I don't know the way, I don't know how to go home, and I ran to meddle in things, look, find guilt." There are so many people watching in the alley, you can ba. ”

complained on the lips, but the movements in his hands were very gentle, and when he saw that the expression on Uncle Zhao's face was not right, he immediately stopped, and waited for him to say "It's okay, it doesn't hurt" before he cautiously continued.

"Didn't you see that the kid was beaten and didn't look like a man?" Uncle Zhao sighed.

Aunt Zhao also sighed: "It's that child's life." ”

Qian Yanjia had already made a fuss in the afternoon, and the family where Aunt Zhao went to wash clothes happened to be only separated from Qian Yanjia by a courtyard wall.

"I heard that this afternoon Feng Pozi took Ah Xia to the city gate to tell fortunes, the fortune teller said that Ah Xia was destined to have two sons and three daughters, it was Qian Desheng that damn bastard thing but hit no son, Feng Pozi was angry, went home and fell and fought for a while, after the Qian family father and son came back, they learned about it, saying that they were going to smash the fortune telling booth, Feng Pozi said that the fortune teller was a monk, and the father and son immediately shrank their necks like Wang Ba. ”

"Senior sister, why does this matter sound so familiar, isn't it just ......" Xiang'er quietly bit her ear with Shen Xingluo.

Shen Xingluo nodded, affirming her thoughts.

Xiang'er's surprised little mouth opened and opened, this thing is too coincidental.

"If you want me to say that their family has no children and grandchildren, it really deserves it. Aunt Zhao spat at the ground fiercely, "You don't know that their family is not an individual, but they actually discussed that since Qian Shengsheng is destined to have no children, then set up a private dormitory and let Ah Xia pick up guests, as long as there is a child, no matter who the father is, he will admit that it is their family." ”

"Qian Yan that thing is even more of a brute, and he said that if it is cheap, others should be cheaper first, oops, how to say this kind of beast, I am disgusted when I listen to it next door. Ah Xia also preferred to die rather than escape, only to be beaten to the death by their gang, poor baby, life is miserable. ”

Aunt Zhao said without feeling tears falling.

Uncle Zhao was also so angry that his face turned pale, clenched his fists, and scolded vigorously, "Brute, brute." ”

Xiang'er didn't understand what the "private dormitory" was, and asked Shen Xingluo quietly. Shen Xingluo didn't understand either, but she understood the word "picking up customers", and it wasn't a good place to think about it, thinking that Xiang'er was still young, she shook her head and pretended not to understand.

Zhao Chunyang's face was not very good, so he asked: "What is the relationship between this Qian family, no one cares about it like this?"

Aunt Zhao recalled: "I don't know, but I heard that Qian Yan's uncle is a monk and has no biological son, and there is only such a nephew as Qian Yan, and no one dares to care about their family's affairs in this city." ”

Isn't it just a monk, Xiang'er laughed: "Grandma, the natural city is a city of cultivating immortals, and all the people who come and go from the south to the north are monks, who is afraid that their family will not succeed?"