When the time was almost up and Qin Langjun was about to go out in a hurry, he was called to stop by Mrs. Qin again.
"What have you been busy with these days?" she asked.
"We are playing." Qin Langjun said with a smile, "Mom, what do you want from me?"
Just when Mrs. Qin was about to open her mouth, Qin Langjun spoke first.
"We'll talk about it another day if we have anything to do. I'm in a hurry and leave first," he said.
Mrs. Qin laughed and looked at her son who was leaving in a hurry.
"Actually, I didn't want to ask anything." She smiled, waving her fan, and pointing with the maid beside her in the direction in which her son was leaving, "I just came here specifically to see how he ran when he heard my question.
"
The servants and women all laughed.
"Madam, why are you teasing the young master like this? He is not at peace." They laughed.
"This is the first time for my son to please a young lady. How could I, a mother-in-law, miss it?" Mrs. Qin covered her mouth with a fan and said with a smile.
The servants smiled helplessly.
"Madam, the young master is not trying to please others for anything else, but to heal his legs." They said, with a bit of anger on their faces, "Madam, you are just watching the fun if you don't want to help."
Mrs. Qin still smiled.
"Help, help, I'm going to help right now." She said, calling someone, "Let's go to Chen's house."
Go to Chen's house?
The servants were a little surprised.
What to do at Chen's house?
"Master, what would you like to eat?"
the guy asked.
Liu Lang looked away from the window and frowned slightly.
"Just take whatever you have," he said.
This is the first time the store clerk has seen this kind of person who doesn't rush to ask what is there to eat as soon as he enters the door, but just watches the scenery from the window. But there are so many people coming and going in the restaurant, and he can see all kinds of quirks, and he doesn't think so.
Strange.
He smiled and nodded in response.
"How about I bring you one meat and two vegetables, four cold cuts and fruits, wine from Yutangchun, and tea from Puxiu Temple?" he said.
They even brought tea from Puxiu Temple?
Zhou Lang was stunned for a moment. This was not something he could get by just relying on Taiping Tofu. She actually instigated him to do this. This woman really dared to speak!
It's better to ask for help than not to help, but he always feels a little weird.
"Master?"
The store clerk reminded him, looking at the boy who was in a daze again.
Why does this young man look so worried?
Zhou Lang came back to his senses and waved his hand.
"That's it." He said, looking outside again, squinting slightly, and two carriages drove into the backyard of Taiping Residence one after another.
Ever since the gangsters were shot and killed, and the Immortal Residence was violently smashed, all without incident, the rumor that there was a Buddhist Vajra in Taiping Residence became popular among the people.
No one dares to step into that backyard easily, and the only ones who can easily step into it are naturally our own people.
With a buzzing sound, the long arrow left the string and hit the bull's-eye fifteen steps away. The four arrows high and low on it circled the bull's-eye. It can be said that they all hit the target.
"Not bad." Cheng Jiaoniang said, while the maid tied the arm rope.
Qin Langjun smiled at her.
"I didn't expect you to be able to shoot without standing firm," Cheng Jiaoniang continued.
Qin Langjun still smiled, but didn't speak.
Cheng Jiaoniang tied up her sleeves and stood still with a bow and arrow. With a buzz, the long arrow left the string and missed the target.
Sun Cai quickly stood by the door.
Why haven't I made any progress after so long...
Qin Langjun laughed.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him with a bit of shame and annoyance.
Of course, this was Qin Langjun's own guess. In fact, apart from smiling, the woman's expression only had a dull expression.
Three long arrows were shot in succession, and in the end only two of the bullseyes hung precariously on the edge of the grass target.
"My wife is still weak." Qin Langjun smiled and picked up his bow and arrow again.
"So what." Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her bow and arrow, looked at him and said calmly, "I don't need to use this to prove that I am just like ordinary people."
Qin Langjun's hand holding the bow and arrow paused, smiled, and said nothing.
The long arrow shot out in response and hit the bullseye again.
"Brother."
Cheng Jiaoniang suddenly raised her voice and shouted.
Fan Jianglin, who was standing in the corridor, hurriedly responded and stepped over.
"Brother, come and try too." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Fan Jianglin glanced at Qin Langjun.
Qin Langjun smiled and handed over the bow in his hand.
"Mr. Lang, use this one of mine, it's a recurve bow." He said.
Fan Jianglin was no longer polite, moved the bow in his hand, and stretched out his hand to pull it open.
"Brother, don't lose face." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Accompanied by her words, there was a buzzing sound, and an arrow shot towards the bullseye. It was so powerful that it actually penetrated the grass target.
Sun Cai was so frightened that he opened the door and jumped into the house.
Poor technology is dangerous, and good technology is also dangerous.
The maid cheered.
"Da Langjun is so amazing!" she clapped her hands and shouted, her face not pretending to be surprised.
Qin Langjun also smiled and praised.
"He is indeed a hero who kills wolves at night." He smiled.
Fan Jianglin hurriedly thanked him and said he didn't dare.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly and took a step forward.
"See, this is a truly normal man." She said, "You can't pretend no matter how hard you pretend."
As soon as these words came out, the courtyard became a little quiet.
"Is this boy my wife's enemy?" Sun Cai couldn't help but whisper to the workers in the room.
This is really true...
If it were a little lady, I would probably run away crying.
Qin Langjun was not a young lady, so he just looked embarrassed and then smiled again.
"I'm not pretending." He smiled.
"Aren't you pretending? Then why do you, a little cripple, learn to do archery and horseback riding?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked, "Shouldn't a little cripple just sit in the car and watch people ride horses and archery? You learn over and over again.
It doesn't change the fact that you are a little cripple."
The door to the backyard was kicked open with a bang.
Fan Jianglin was startled and subconsciously took the offensive.
Saturday Lang had already rushed over quickly, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand.
"Cheng Jiaoniang! Are you finished?" he shouted.
Fan Jianglin stood in front of Cheng Jiaoniang and blocked Liu Lang who was rushing towards him.
Qin Langjun also came over on a cane to stop him.
"It's not over." Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and said, "Didn't I say that before?"
Liu Lang slammed the chopsticks in his hand to the ground.
"Cheng Jiaoniang! What do you want?" he yelled, "You can kill people with just a nod of your head. Is there anyone who can humiliate people endlessly like you?"
"I don't want to do anything. I'm just happy to see you like this." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Zhou Lang's eyes were red with anger and his whole body was shaking.
Qin Langjun stretched out his hand to hold him and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang again.
"Ms. Cheng, I don't believe it," he said, shaking his head with a smile.
What don’t you believe?
Everyone is puzzled.
Cheng Jiaoniang also smiled.
"Actually, I don't believe it either." She said, looking at Qin Langjun, "Do you really not resent him at all?"
She said and pointed at Liu Lang.
Zhou Lang's eyes were about to burst, his fists were clenched and his bones were creaking, showing that he was going crazy with anger.
"Actually, I just want to say one word." Cheng Jiaoniang said, ignoring the angry Zhou Lang, but looking at Qin Langjun, "Are you going to continue to pretend to be a good person, or do you admit your true intentions?"
Qin Langjun looked at her, smiled again, and took a deep breath.
"I still don't believe it," he said again.
What exactly don’t you believe in?
"Cheng Jiaoniang, are you satisfied if I die? Why the hell are you tormenting him? He has helped you so much, do you have any conscience?" Zhou Lang shouted.
"Shut up!"
A loud shout interrupted Saturday Lang's shout.
The courtyard suddenly became quiet again, and everyone seemed to be looking at Qin Langjun in disbelief.
This young man with a bookish look and a gentle smile all the time could actually make such a rough voice.
"Yes, I am resentful. I am resentful." He said, still smiling on his face, and nodded slowly, "But I don't hate him. This has nothing to do with others."
He spread his hands and looked at the crutches under his arms.
"This has nothing to do with anyone, it's just about my life." He said, smiling again, his smiling face a little distorted, "I am a lame, destined to be lame, but what can I do? I cried.
If you shout and curse, can you not be a cripple?"
He yelled out the last sentence, and Liu Lang, who was standing close, seemed to have forgotten his anger and looked a little dazed.
"That's right, little cripple." Qin Langjun leaned on crutches and took a few steps back, "I'm pretending, so what if I don't pretend! Can I cry in my eyes when others laugh? Can I hide? I can
Where can I hide? Unless I die, where can I hide?"
He looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Are you satisfied?" He said, "You can speak now and say that you want me to kneel down and beg you. I will kneel down and beg you. Can't I just kneel down to you alone? It's better to just kneel down than to kneel down for the rest of my life."
!”
His roar stopped and the courtyard became quiet.
"Thirteen, let's go." Zhou Lang said, stepping forward and reaching out to pull him.
"Go away, this is none of your business!" Qin Langjun shouted.
Liu Lang stood still and took a deep breath.
"Ms. Cheng, I don't believe you are this kind of person." Qin Langjun said again, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang, shaking his head, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it."
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him with a blank expression.
"Yes, I'm not." She said, "I just realized that I made a mistake."
wrong?
Everyone in the yard looked at her.
"I thought I wouldn't lie to others," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Of course you won't lie!" Qin Langjun shouted, the smile on his face had long since disappeared.
"Call Li Dashao." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Fan Jianglin came back to his senses and hurriedly responded. Without leaving the yard, he stood there and called Li Dashao.
Soon Li Dashao was summoned by a message. He was holding a carving knife in his hand and stood in the yard at a loss.
"What are your orders, madam?" he asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't look at him, but looked at Qin Langjun.
"Look at his hands," she said.
Everyone looked over subconsciously. Li Dashao's hand was placed in front of him. There was nothing special about it. If he stood far away, he could not even see the scar on his right hand clearly.
"He is using his left hand now." Cheng Jiaoniang continued, still looking at Qin Langjun.
After this reminder, Zhou Lang and Qin Langjun seemed to realize that Li Dashao was holding the knife in his left hand, not his right hand as he should be used to.
Qin Langjun's face gradually turned pale, his figure swayed slightly, and he took a few steps back on crutches.
"I don't believe it," he said.
Liu Lang also understood something and his face turned livid.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"I thought I could, but I didn't do it," she said.
"Shut up!" Qin Langjun shouted.
But this did not stop Cheng Jiaoniang's words.
"I didn't do it!" She also raised her voice and took a step forward. Her hoarse voice was higher and slightly sharp, "I lied to you! I can't heal your leg at all!"
Qin Langjun looked at her.
"I don't believe it." He said, and before he finished speaking, he fell backwards.
The yard suddenly exploded with a bang. (To be continued)
