Zhou Langjun wanted to turn around and leave, but Qin Langjun pressed his shoulder.
"This time, there are still two."
A female voice followed the maid's voice.
Zhou Lang made a sound in his heart. The sound was obviously dull, but he could hear a bit of teasing in it.
Like a master, like a servant.
This must be her voice.
It really doesn't sound good, it's worse than a maid, and the strange gems are treated like rubble.
Qin Langjun raised his head and saw a woman standing in the corridor from the door.
At this time, the snow particles have turned into snowflakes, flying in the air. In this white snow mist, the woman with deep robe, long sleeves and hanging black hair is particularly eye-catching.
This is Mrs. Cheng who has been abandoned in the Taoist temple for nearly ten years and has traveled thousands of miles alone to return home.
This is Mrs. Cheng who laughs at me in front of others and makes new friends with her bare hands.
This is Mrs. Cheng who hates tea and eats too much. She will let you come and go without leaving her.
Admire for a long time.
Qin Langjun stretched out his hand, as if making an arch from a distance.
Losing his support, Qin Langjun fell forward slightly. Fortunately, the young man and Zhou Langjun were quick to help him.
A few people staggered forward like this.
"Madam, let me have a drink with you." Qin Langjun said, without any politeness or courtesy, as if he had already known each other, he shouted, holding on to his crutch, walking step by step.
The maid was slightly surprised.
Cheng Jiaoniang also looked at it, but her expression remained the same.
"Would it look better if the lame man took off all his clothes?" she asked.
The young boy who walked to the corridor almost slipped and fell. He looked frightened. What a bold little lady!
Saturday Lang raised his eyebrows and hummed.
"If you keep pretending to be stupid, how will you feel if I really take off my clothes for you to see?" he simply shouted.
The maid stretched out her hands to cover her eyes, she was so embarrassed. Do not hear or see any incest.
Cheng Jiaoniang turned her eyes to him and glanced slowly.
"What does that have to do with me?" she said.
Zhou Lang's face turned red and his neck became thick from being choked.
"Madam, this barbarian has gone too far to bully others." Qin Langjun took over and said, "I will definitely come and have a drink with you."
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"Are you sharing the same cup?" she asked.
Qin Langjun looked at her and lifted the wine bowl he was holding when he came out of Saturday Lang's house.
"Same sorrow," he said.
Sharing the same cup? Sharing the same sorrow?
What are these two people talking about?
"My wife has hands and feet, but she is held hostage and trapped by this barbarian. Just like me, a person with mutilated hands and feet, who is angry and unable to be free, no matter what, what can I do!" Qin Langjun laughed and drank the wine in one gulp.
Sad, sad together, who knows the sadness in my heart."
He laughed loudly, but the maid beside him felt sour in his heart.
Helpless, helpless.
Whoever wanted to come to Zhou's house, whoever wanted to come to Zhou's house, was held hostage by this barbarian. He first kidnapped him and then forced him to apologize. He was always trying to be strong, but he didn't think about where he went wrong or where his wife was sad.
The lady must be so helpless in her heart, trapped in this female body, hating this kinship tie, unable to break free or escape.
Not bad, not bad, some people know, some people know.
The maid raised her hands to cover her eyes, tears falling from her eyes.
This husband is not bad.
Liu Lang glanced at Qin Langjun, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his face became tense again.
The door of the house is open, and people sitting in the house can see the snowflakes flying outside.
"It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others." Qin Langjun was still grabbing the wine bowl and laughing, pointing at Liu Lang and then at the sky, "I can't beat the sky, so how can I beat you?"
After saying that, he took the crutch and hit it again.
"Qin Sangzi, that's enough for you." Zhou Lang shouted with a sullen face, reaching out to grab his crutch and snatch it away.
"Saturday, don't you know where you went wrong?" Qin Langjun smiled and pointed the wine bowl at him, "You go too far to deceive others."
The maid looked at Liu Lang angrily from the side. Yes, he said he admitted his mistake, but he didn't think he was wrong at all!
That's too much!
Zhou Lang sat down with a sullen face and angrily.
"It was my fault that I ignored you and took away your maid." He said, "If you are angry or resentful, just come to me and think of your grandmother and aunt. Don't resent the Zhou family or the surname Zhou.
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"Since I miss your grandmother and aunt, how can you treat her like this?" Qin Langjun said, still holding the empty wine bowl in his hand, "Pour the wine, pour the wine, I share the sorrow with the lady."
"Yes, we went too far." Zhou Lang gritted his teeth and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang, "Whatever you want to do, just talk."
"You mean, it's her fault that she doesn't forgive and refuses to tell you how to apologize? And you are wronged?" Qin Langjun said, shaking his head, pointing at Cheng Jiaoniang, looking at Liu Lang, "Good words
It's you who said the bad things, Liulang, and when you do things, you don't bully others to such an extent."
The maid nodded, yes, yes.
The lady accepted it, and the husband in front of her said these words for her, which shows that there are still people who can clearly see the grievances the lady has suffered.
"I just want to do something, I don't know how." Saturday Lang sat up straight and said with a sullen face, "How do you want to vent your anger?"
After saying this, he looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
Opposite, Cheng Jiaoniang had been sitting quietly without saying a word. When she saw them looking over, she was silent for a moment, covered her mouth with her hand and yawned.
"What, why don't you take it off yet?" she said.
The originally sad maid almost laughed when she heard this and covered her mouth with her hands.
"Cheng Jiaoniang, are you finished yet?" Zhou Lang sat up on one knee and shouted.
Qin Langjun also smiled.
"It's not over." He said, throwing the wine bowl in his hand at Liu Lang, "Get out of here quickly, don't cause trouble here."
"Qin Sangzi, why are you joining in the fun!" Zhou Lang said angrily, catching the wine bowl.
"Get out! You are such a person. I am really blind. If you don't leave, I will never recognize you in the future." Qin Langjun pointed at the door and said.
Zhou Lang gritted his teeth and stared, flicking his robe and strode out.
Outside the courtyard gate, many people stood quietly, even those holding umbrellas almost turned into snowmen.
"Liu Lang, Qin Langjun is in there? This, this is not good," Mrs. Zhou said hurriedly, reaching out to hold her son.
"What's wrong? Let that fool take advantage of him!" Zhou Lang said angrily, rolled up his sleeves and strode away.
Mrs. Zhou wanted to shout but did not dare to shout loudly.
"What did this kid say?" she said. "If you rely on others, are the Qin family so easy to rely on?"
If she could rely on it, with so many daughters in the family, she would have had the idea long ago.
Qin Langjun, what are you doing? Are you really drunk?
Only Qin Langjun was left in the room, and he seemed very happy to see Liu Langjun walking away.
"This kind of person must be taught a lesson." He said, stroking his hands, "It's too much to bully others."
After saying that, he turned to look at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Madam, calm down, it's not you who should be angry, it's him." He said.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and said, "Oh."
"That's natural." She said, looking at Qin Langjun, "He's gone, will you still take off your clothes?"
It's so scary... Qin Langjun's servant just wants to bury his head in his neck. What a fool! What are he talking about?
Qin Langjun looked at her and laughed.
"If the lady wants to see it, I might as well take it off." He said with a wry smile, "It's just that my incomplete body doesn't look very good."
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The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month is the birthday of the God of Wealth. I wish everyone will get rich soon~
I will keep you updated. Happy Chinese New Year to everyone. Read the article when you have time. I wish you all a good year~ (To be continued)
