The concierge of the Cheng family hurriedly blocked the door with his hand and looked at the young man who walked in in front of him.
He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but he was carrying a big baggage on his shoulders. His features were not ugly, but they were rough and covered with a layer of sand. He looked fierce for such a young age.
Before they finished speaking, the disturbed young man raised his foot and kicked the door. Half of the door was kicked open, and someone stepped in.
The young porter fell to the ground, shocked and angry.
"Someone is coming..."
They shouted loudly, but before they finished shouting, the man was already striding in with his baggage on his back.
This, this…
"Why don't you care?" The concierge turned his head and looked aside.
There were four attendants standing there, holding their arms and talking and laughing. They were joking before, but they are still joking now. It seems that they did not see what happened here at all.
He is from Mrs. Cheng's natal family, and was sent to the concierge by Mrs. Cheng. This concierge has a good job.
Welcoming and sending greetings and greetings are all decent things, and you can also receive a lot of private rewards and benefits.
However, there were many people coming during the first month of the year, but many of them ignored him at all and went straight to the attendants. He, the concierge, became a decoration and was assigned to clean the door.
This time, the visitor simply didn't even look for the attendants, and actually broke in through the door.
Why do these attendants seem to be blind?
"Don't you recognize him? Let's recognize him first. Don't rush to become a concierge." A servant over there smiled and said, "That's the young man of the Zhou family."
Zhou family?
The concierge boy was stunned for a moment.
"Since Mrs. Zhou is no longer here, when the Zhou family goes to the Cheng family, they never open the door, only kick the door." The attendant laughed.
"Hey? Mr. Zhou! Are you back?"
When the maid in the corridor heard the sound and came out, she said with surprise and joy.
This girl's smiling face and unabashed true joy made Liu Lang pause in his steps and feel a little uncomfortable.
"I am..." He opened his mouth to speak.
The maid had already turned around and headed towards the hall.
"Madam, Rokuro is here and he brought you a big gift." She smiled.
Zhou Lang was even more embarrassed.
What are you shouting for! What are you shouting for?
Who brought her a gift?
Banqin lowered her head to hold the tea, and the maid waved her hand, indicating that she would stay and serve her. Banqin knew her kindness, so she bowed her head to thank her and left.
"This, this is not my gift." Saturday Lang said suddenly.
Cheng Jiaoniang, who was drinking tea from a bowl, looked at him.
The maid also chuckled and looked at the big bundle beside her.
"Did the Sixth Young Master give it to us, Mr. Shiro?" she said with a smile.
Even the sworn brother is given away, but the serious brother is not. Isn't this very sad?
Liu Lang couldn't help but clenched his hands on his knees.
"I brought his ones first. There were too many, and I didn't bring mine." He said with a sullen face.
The maid giggled.
"Banqin." Cheng Jiaoniang put down her tea bowl and looked at her, "What are you teasing him about?"
Zhou Lang suddenly glared with a bit of anger, and the maid covered her mouth and chuckled, got up and left.
"Is brother okay?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
elder brother!
Liu Lang's anger at being teased by his maid suddenly disappeared.
Brother! She called him brother!
His emotions changed so quickly that he felt a little confused for a moment.
"Okay." He said stiffly, "Are you okay?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him for a moment and smiled.
"I'm fine," she said, extending her hand to say, "Please."
Zhou Lang said oh, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.
"Are you going back this time?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
"I'll go, leave in half a month or a month, and wait for that thunderbolt." Zhou Lang said.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and drank tea slowly.
There was silence in the room. Zhou Lang wanted to say goodbye but didn't want to. He raised his head and looked around.
"Are you getting used to moving here?" he asked out loud.
"Get used to it, wherever you live." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
That's right, it's too stupid to ask this question, it seems like he deliberately wants to talk to her.
Zhou Lang scratched himself twice in his heart.
"I'm leaving," he said. "If you want to carry something for him, come back before I leave."
Cheng Jiaoniang said hello and stood up to see her off.
"Mr. Zhou, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Let's go after dinner." The maid in the yard smiled.
This little hoof! I just dared to play with him!
Saturday Lang rushed towards her.
"Mr. Liulang, I do it for your own good." The maid hurriedly waved her hands and smiled, while hiding a few steps back, "I was afraid that you didn't know what to say, so I led you to speak."
Also said!
Saturday Lang glared at her.
"It's up to you to take care of it," he shouted, threatening him before continuing to step out.
After walking out of the gate of Cheng's house and riding on his horse, Liu Lang couldn't help but grin.
elder brother….
Then he curled his lips again.
But that's not right.
His expression paused again.
Brother? Didn’t you call yourself? You asked Xu Sigen, right?
Liu Lang's face suddenly turned red and hurt.
What a shame I agreed so quickly!
What a shame! I’ll never see her again!
Liu Lang flicked his whip and galloped away.
After returning home, Liu Lang still looked unhappy. He wanted to go back to his courtyard, but Mrs. Zhou sent someone to call him.
"Where did you run away again?" Mrs. Zhou said with a frown, feeling distressed again, "Look at this frozen face..."
"Mother." Zhou Lang reached out and touched his face, "My face is not frozen. I have applied ointment on it, and even my hands are fine."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to show his mother, and then looked at it himself.
This ointment was also a gift from her, although it was not specially given to me.
It's so annoying, she's everywhere.
Saturday Lang rubbed his hands hard twice.
"…Mukuro!"
Liu Lang came to his senses and looked up at his mother.
"When I come back this time, why not settle the marriage and get married when I come back again." Mrs. Zhou said with a smile.
Saturday Lang immediately grimaced.
"I'm still young, why are we getting married?" he said, getting up and leaving.
"You're so young, you're already nineteen!" Mrs. Zhou said anxiously.
"Twenty-nine is not too late." Zhou Lang said, turning around and leaving.
Mr. Zhou was coming in from outside and stopped him.
"I was looking for you just now. Where have you been?" he asked.
"I'm going to carry something for someone," Zhou Lang said.
Mr. Zhou didn't pay attention and said "Hmm". He looked at Mrs. Zhou who came out and hurriedly walked over.
"You're really right. As expected, those couple took over Jiao Jiao'er's property." He said anxiously.
Liu Lang, who was about to leave, stopped again.
What?
"As I said, Mrs. Cheng can't help but show off to others. Even though I don't go to socialize, I can still guess how proud she is." Mrs. Zhou said with a snort.
"I really don't know how to live or die." Mr. Zhou twisted his beard and said with a smile.
"Father."
Saturday Lang interrupted their conversation and asked.
"What did you say?"
"Liu Lang, this guy Cheng Er actually robbed Jiao Niang's property and changed her name to his Xixian. How stupid are you?" Mr. Zhou laughed.
"Father, can you still laugh at this?" Zhou Lang glared and said, "Why didn't you take care of him?"
"What's the need for us to take care of?" Mrs. Zhou said, "She is so powerful, she can deal with it."
I thought that when she was in a coma, it was not easy for them to snatch her property, and she was tortured to the point of almost losing half of her life. Now that she is healthy and famous, these two people actually dare to steal her property, not themselves.
What is seeking death?
"No matter how well she can cope with it, she is in trouble, right?" Zhou Lang said, "Why don't you even ask about it?"
greeting?
She, a disciple of an immortal, even the ghost judge has shunned, but still needs someone to greet her?
Mr. Zhou and his wife were stunned when they were shouted at. Then they saw Liu Lang turning around and leaving.
"Hey, where are you going?" Master Zhou shouted.
"I'm going to settle the score with them!" Zhou Lang said.
"Stop!" Mr. Zhou shouted, and followed him a few steps to catch him. "What's your account? That's their family matter! Besides, what do you want to blame? Is it that you robbed your daughter of her property? Isn't this nonsense, my daughter?
Her property belongs to me, why are you robbing her? Not giving it to her is her fault! Now we are suppressing the matter, so don’t make a fuss. If it does, Jiaojiao will be the first to be unlucky."
"That's right." Mrs. Zhou hurriedly followed, "We don't care about their family's affairs, and we can't."
Zhou Lang clenched his fists for a moment, then raised his feet and kicked off.
Mr. Zhou shouted several times but did not stop.
"What an injustice," Mrs. Zhou said with a sad face, stroking her heart.
Look at how obsessed your son is, do you really want to marry this Yaksha? (To be continued)
