Zhou Lang gritted his teeth, "I just took away a girl from you, why do you still remember it until now?"
"Cheng Jiaoniang, don't pretend to be stupid with me." He said, "You remember all the things that others did wrong to you, but don't you remember what you owe others?"
"Who do I owe?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
"You!" Saturday Lang glared.
"Do I owe you? Are you yelling in front of me?" Cheng Jiaoniang said, "If I owe others, and they don't care, what do you do?"
The maid looked at Zhou Lang with a half-smile.
Zhou Lang was a little annoyed by her look, turned around and strode away.
But soon he left and came back, only there was one more person.
"Has he offended Madam again? He still insists on dragging me here." Qin Langjun said with a helpless smile, "This is my temper, Madam, don't be offended."
Saturday Lang sat aside with a sullen face and took the tea from the maid.
The tea still has the same aroma.
Zhou Lang picked it up and drank it in one gulp.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at Qin Langjun and smiled slightly.
"You say it as if you are innocent," she said.
Liu Lang's face froze, and Qin Langjun's expression also froze slightly, but soon returned to normal.
"Cheng Jiaoniang, can you please speak carefully if you have something to say?" Zhou Lang said.
"Then tell me." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at him and extending her hand to invite him.
"You!" Zhou Lang gritted his teeth and glared.
Qin Langjun smiled and took a sip of tea.
"Yes, if I hadn't said that my friend would never regret it, he wouldn't have felt guilty to this day, even more anxious than me." He smiled, "It's really my fault that is the biggest."
Having said this, Liu Lang put down his tea bowl without waiting for him to speak.
"These days, firstly, I want to deal with the aftermath to avoid trouble. Secondly, my wife has two more stores and is busy, so I didn't bother her. It's also my fault," he said.
"Actually, you are the most anxious in your heart, but you can control your anxiety, but this poor fool can't." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "On the contrary, you are forcing you to be more anxious."
"Cheng Jiaoniang, you don't need to be a good person. I know who I am and what I am doing." Zhou Lang shouted.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and smiled.
"So you also know that he is such a hypocritical and pretentious person." She said, pointing at Qin Langjun.
Saturday Lang half stood up angrily.
"Cheng Jiaoniang!" he shouted.
Qin Langjun stopped him with a smile.
"Madam, please stop teasing him." He said with a smile, bowing and saluting, "I wonder if Madam can heal X's broken leg?"
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at him.
"You really want your leg healed, don't you?" she asked.
"Nonsense!" Zhou Lang shouted through gritted teeth, "Are you willing to be a fool for the rest of your life?"
"Maybe." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "When I was a fool, I didn't realize that I was a fool. In the eyes of a fool, it's not always clear who is the fool."
Saturday Lang was angry again.
"Yes, yes." Qin Langjun smiled again, "I really want to heal my leg."
"It's great to say it so straightforwardly." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at him, "Why bother pretending."
"Who is pretending?" Zhou Lang shouted, "Cheng Jiaoniang, that's almost it. Are you still finished?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him again.
"It's not over." She said, raising her chin slightly, "What can you do?"
The door was slammed heavily.
"Saturday, why are you crazy!"
Qin Langjun hurriedly caught up behind him and shouted.
"This hateful woman!" Zhou Lang shouted, looking back here.
Brother Jin sighed at him and quickly locked the door.
"This is called crossing the river and burning the bridge, isn't it?" Zhou Lang said, holding the riding whip.
"She didn't say she wouldn't be cured." Qin Langjun shook his head and said, "Why are you arguing with her?"
"I just can't stand how she behaves like that!" Zhou Lang said through gritted teeth, "Does she have to have people kneel down to beg her? Putting on such a condescending air! Does she have any conscience?"
"It's just a matter of asking for help from others, is it possible that people need to ask for help from me instead?" Qin Langjun said with a smile, while tapping Liu Lang's shoulder with his crutch, lowering his voice, "It's a good thing that you are so happy, otherwise I would have eaten it."
I have so much tea, I have been so angry for a long time!"
Saturday Lang was horrified.
"Thirteen, if you are unhappy, just say it." He said, grabbing Qin Langjun's arm with his backhand, "Don't always act like you are smiling and not angry! Otherwise, that woman's
Don't eat any more."
"What makes me act like I'm neither impatient nor angry?" Qin Langjun said with a smile, "I'm not impatient or angry to begin with."
Saturday Lang looked at him with a look of disbelief.
"I've been waiting for so many years, so it doesn't matter if I wait another ten days and a half." Qin Langjun smiled, reaching out and patting Liu Lang's arm, "Don't worry about it, I will do it myself.
Tell her, don't make trouble for me."
Saturday Lang exhaled, looked at Cheng Jiaoniang's courtyard door fiercely again, and got on his horse.
In the swaying darkness of the night, Qin Langjun saw his mother turn around.
"Thirteen, what happened to the thing you said last time about curing your leg?" she asked.
"Okay, it will be fine soon." Qin Langjun nodded and said, reaching out and patting his own leg, which was unconscious.
Mrs. Qin walked over a few steps with surprise on her face and looked him up and down.
"Really?" she asked, her expression suddenly excited, "You can really leave? Thirteen, can you take a few steps to show your mother?"
"Mom, it's not healed yet." Qin Langjun smiled and said, "Don't worry."
"I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry, my mother can wait her whole life." Mrs. Qin said with tears, "As long as I can see you walking, my mother can close her eyes."
Qin Langjun smiled, but he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
In fact, everyone still cares about it, and he also cares about whether others care.
"Okay, I'll take two steps." He said, taking a step forward.
"Thirteen, Thirteen, you can really leave!" Mrs. Qin covered her mouth and shouted.
Qin Langjun looked down and realized that he was not holding a cane.
Can you leave?
He was stunned for a moment.
"Thirteen, one more, let me take a look at one more." Mrs. Qin shouted, extending her hand on the other side, just like she did when she was very young.
Is this a dream?
An idea flashed across Qin Langjun's mind, and he suddenly felt his feet were empty, and he suddenly opened his eyes with excitement.
The night is dark, summer insects are whispering, and the boy in front of the bed is snoring.
He reached out and touched a familiar cane in a familiar place.
"It seems that I am a little anxious." Qin Langjun murmured and stroked his chest with one hand.
The heartbeat is pounding.
Looking at the ceiling, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
When it was daylight, Chen Shao, who had gone down to court, heard his wife's words.
"Isn't she joking?"
After stopping to change his clothes, Chen Shao looked at his wife in surprise and asked.
Mrs. Chen nodded.
"She said she wasn't joking," she said, "although it was just an idea."
After changing into his homely clothes and sitting down, Chen Shao picked up his tea bowl and pondered.
"I'm just afraid it's bad," he said.
"Why isn't it good?" Mrs. Chen was a little surprised. Didn't her husband always value Mrs. Cheng very much? It turned out that those who admired her were just bystanders. But once she was involved, it would be completely different.
"I'm not saying she's not a good person." Chen Shao explained hurriedly, thinking about it, "I just think it's inappropriate."
"Why is it inappropriate? She was sick before, she is the eldest daughter of a widowed woman, and her family is ordinary. However, the fourth brother's family is not an official, and the sixteenth is not the eldest son. In the future, she will go home to guard the land and live a stable life.
Are you afraid that others will make fun of you?" Mrs. Chen said unhappily.
Chen Shao laughed.
"I mean, I'm afraid she won't want to," he said.
Mrs. Chen was stunned for a moment, this was a bit unexpected.
"She doesn't want to?" she asked.
Then the above words can also be said in reverse...
I was sick before, my wife was widowed, my eldest daughter was a widow, my family was ordinary, Shiliu was not the eldest son, I didn’t have to worry about family affairs, and I could live a stable life guarding the land, what was there not to want about this?
Chen Shao gave her a meaningful look.
"Maybe that's why." He said.
What is this?
Do you think their family will look down on her and this marriage is a charity?
How could it be!
"My sister-in-law is also kind-hearted." Mrs. Chen said after thinking for a moment, "Since my sister-in-law has spoken, can I ask her a question? Otherwise, if it's just you and me, I'm afraid I won't be willing to give up."
Chen Shao was thoughtful, but in fact he had a favorable eye for Mrs. Cheng. If Mrs. Cheng were a man, he would have already thought of a marriage, and had already put it into practice, without having to tell his wife.
All people of the right age should choose it.
If he is a boy, he is so smart and has good medical skills, he is a good son-in-law that everyone is vying for, and he can be a good talker because of his life-saving grace, but if he is a girl, he will always have more concerns.
"Okay, in that case, I won't think too much about it." He said, "Then let's ask."
Mrs. Chen nodded when she saw that her husband agreed.
"It's just that her mother is gone, and her father's family has abandoned her for so many years. Fortunately, her uncle is here, but her uncle is also a bit..." She frowned and said, "We have chosen, who should we ask?"
Matchmaking is a big deal, and there is no room for any mistakes in the parents' orders for matchmaking.
Chen Shao smiled again.
"Madam, I'm confused, so naturally I ask her," he said, "She said whoever wants to make the decision, then that person will make the decision." (To be continued)
