Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Mu Yanzhu took a deep look at Jiang Qingchi and suddenly held his face. When her lips and teeth were entangled, she tasted the tears in the corner of his eyes.

Although bitter, but thick, the temperature penetrated her heart and stabbed her bones.

After a while, she slowly released him, with her hand still on his face, Jiang Qingchi squeezed her backhand and held her hand tightly.

"Don't give up on me, really... I don't want to wait for you anymore. I admit that my patience is not very good. These three years have driven me crazy."

"Ok."

Mu Yanzhu thought, she could really marry Jiang He this time because--

"Jiang He, I won't give up on you. Thank you for your sense of security. That's enough."

What do you mean...

Jiang Qingchi's pupils shrank slightly, and immediately after that, he saw Mu Yanzhu turning his head. Following her gaze, he saw the old lady standing in front of the door.

"You see, grandma, he really loves me!"

"..." The old lady was silent for a while, turned her face to the side and snorted, "Reluctantly."

Jiang Qingchi has already understood everything. It doesn't matter whether he is probing or testing. He doesn't care about this, he only cares whether he can marry Mu Yanzhu.

"Grandma, my love for her is true, I will not lose her in this life, please trust me!"

"Then continue to kneel here, I haven't promised you yet."

After speaking, the old lady pulled Mu Yanzhu into the house.

Jiang Qingchi didn’t have a word of complaint. If it was left before, how could he be so humble and compromised. If your family doesn’t accept me, if your family doesn’t accept me, then I will leave. There will be such a woman in the world. ?

Yes.

Now he knows well that there is only one Mu Yanzhu in this world. If he gives up, the woman he meets in the future will not look like her anymore.

He believed that Mu Yanzhu also thought in his heart, otherwise he would not refuse to accept Chu Xiangchen, because in the whole world, only each other is the only one, and the rest cannot replace it.

So Jiang Qingchi continued to kneel here.

The autumn rain continued, and the rain was not at the right time, just in time for the early morning.

Muran didn't go home last night and woke up early in the morning, watching the rain, Jiang Qingchi was still kneeling outside, without food, his clothes were sloppy.

"Grandma, I really persuaded you. People are in love with each other. You have to intervene. Seeing my sister in pain, will you feel better?"

The old lady's eyes swept away, and a cold light fell on the ground.

Muran pressed her lips hard, "...I'm right. The Qing Dynasty has been dead for so many years. Look at you like the Empress Dowager Cixi, and more authoritarian than Empress Cixi."

"If you have nothing to do today, please go home and stop eating and drinking with me."

The old lady said, but her eyes turned round, she looked at Mu Yanzhu who was kneeling in the front hall, and sighed.

She pulled Mu Yanzhu back last night. She refused to sleep, saying that she would kneel with Jiang He and when she let Jiang He into the house, she would get up.

The old lady felt sorry for her granddaughter, but she was also stubborn. She said she was doing her good, but Mu Yanzhu didn't refute her, she just said righteously. No matter what hardship he suffers, he will have to suffer.

It's already eight o'clock.

From kneeling in the early morning to now.

Now it's raining, the ground is cold and wet, and it's easy to get sick when I kneel for a long time.

"Yan'er, get up, don't kneel."

"Did grandma agree to Jiang He's entry?"

"He, I still disagree!"

"... Then I won't get up either."

"You stinky girl! It's okay for a boy to kneel for three days. The body can resist the iron hit. The girl catches a cold knee. Later, he will get sick, arthritis and joint pain, when you suffer!"

"..."

Mu Yanzhu didn't say a word, using silence as an action.

She also didn't want to contend with the old lady, or take an oath. She knew that what she was doing now was not impulse but promise.

Now that I have decided to go on with him, we will share the joys and sorrows and be connected with each other.

The old lady sighed heavily. She didn't know how many sighs she sighed early in the morning. She looked at her stubborn granddaughter helplessly, and her two butterfly-like lips trembled a few times.

Just let him in?

Obviously, once in the door, the marriage is so decided.

Not at anything else, but at the firmness and aggressiveness of the young man's eyes, too dazzling, and like the man she loved back then.

But the determination of a man can be given to one woman or to a second woman.

Man, unintentional.

...

The rain was lingering, and the air was damp.

Muran raised his wrist and looked at the table below. It was already ten thirty. What was it going to do? !

One was kneeling outside the door, and the other was kneeling inside the door. The old lady did not eat breakfast, and sat like that.

He can't stand it!

"Grandma, my elders want to cry, just let my brother-in-law come in."

"..." The old lady was indifferent.

Muran sighed and looked at Mu Yanzhu on the ground again, her lips were already pale.

My sister is stubborn and can't pull ten cows back. If this old lady doesn't let go, my sister will definitely not get up. On the one hand, she is the grandmother who has raised her for many years, and on the other hand, she is the person she likes.

"Grandma, my uncle in the sky, watching you let his daughter kneel on the ground, I will definitely blame you!"

"Your uncle won't blame me, but will thank me. It's not so easy to marry his baby girl. If you don't have money, you don't have money. Children from poor families still have a backbone. Mu's is just your sister. If I let She is married to someone I can’t believe in. Your sister will be bullied in the future, who will support her? I'm so old."

The old lady stubbornly said.

"Grandma, you're old-fashioned, I'm young, if my brother-in-law dares to bully my sister, I will support my sister!"

"Don't forget it, go home quickly, don't let Dagang think what I do to his son!"

The old lady's eyes are shrewd, don't you know that Muran and Jiang Qingchi have a good relationship.

This kid wants to play the sympathy card? It's still too tender.

Muran scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, so that the corners of his lips were so anxious that he looked at the sky and suddenly showed a very sad look.

"My poor uncle... you probably don't know that the son of the doctor who brought you back from the ghost gate is now being abused by your mother!"

Slightly.

The old lady was taken aback in her heart, so her eyes went straight.

"what did you say?"

"Oh, back then, my uncle had advanced lung cancer, and the doctor who performed the operation on him, and said that the one who paid the uncle for the operation was my brother-in-law's own father!"

"This...this is true..."

The old lady is rarely speechless. The memory of many years ago caught the softness in her heart, and she was so stupefied that she rushed into her mind. That Yushu Linfeng, resolute and upright doctor, is the life-saver of their Mu family, how many years...

After all, if there are children, the children should indeed be this old.

The old lady stood up on the edges and corners of the table swayingly, staggering, and Muran stepped forward to support the old lady.

"Grandma, are you okay? Would you like some food?"

The old lady firmly grasped Muran's hand.

"You bastard, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"You didn't ask me either!" Muran blinked innocently.

The old lady looked at Mu Yanzhu on the ground again.

Mu Yanzhu reluctantly smiled, "Grandma, I don't want to use Uncle Jiang's kindness to suppress you. Uncle Jiang's kindness belongs to him, Jiang He's love belongs to him, and the person who married me is also Jiang He."

"Even so, you should have told me about it!"

The old lady was heartbroken.

She thought that Jiang Qingchi's character was not worthy of trust, but if she knew that Jiang Qingchi was Jiang Beiyuan's son, she would have another idea in her heart.

On the one hand, Jiang Beiyuan saved Mu Yanzhu's father's life.

On the other hand, the Jiang family’s upbringing, with such a righteous father, how could the son be so bad?

"Silly girl... silly, silly! All idiots!"

The old lady stumbled forward with tears in her eyes, and pulled Mu Yanzhu up from the ground, while instructing Muran, "Hurry up and call that kid in!"

"Go!"

Muran ran out as soon as he was happy.

Mu Yanzhu knelt for the whole morning without eating or drinking water. In addition, it was raining, and he was dizzy and his feet staggered.

Before the old lady had time to help, a thin figure had already taken a step ahead of her, and firmly caught Mu Yanzhu's waist.

"Daughter-in-law, how are you? Is there anything wrong?"

Jiang Qingchi asked Mu Yanzhu to sit down, poured her a cup of hot water, and asked her to warm her hands in both hands and take a drink.

Mu Yanzhu shook his head and pushed the latter: "You go and eat something, I'm fine."

"You fool, I didn't always tell you that I just kneel down, you don't have to intervene, if you kneel down, how will I live the rest of my life!"

Jiang Qingchi was just running out of nose and tears, and the old lady couldn't listen to it, so she coughed slightly.

"Three can't be long, and two can't be short. You're a good fellow who whispers and complains about others."

"Grandma, how dare I complain about you? The men of our Lao Jiang family are the most sincere. I know what I say is not good. From now on, if I don’t have anything to do, I will correct it. ?"

"Hey...how do I remember your father back then did not speak as much as you did."

"Haha, this should be called Qing Yu Lan better than Lan, I am the best man in our family recognized, if grandma doesn't believe it, you can ask my brother and sister."

Jiang Qingchi spoke very sincerely, with a soft voice, and he sniffed from time to time, not to mention how pitiful people are.

The old lady is not a tricky master either. What is more difficult for her to talk about.

Children get married and granddaughters have to marry. The young doctors who used to be young doctors have already had their children twins, and they have gone by time, never by people.

That's it!

The old lady waved her sleeves, "You're all hungry, I'll cook a meal first, let's eat and talk slowly."

"Grandma, let me cook. I cook very delicious."

Settling down, Jiang Qingchi rushed to cook, but couldn't stop him.

But the tableware in the countryside is different from the structure in the city. Looking at the stove, the young master is a little dumbfounded.

Is this to make a fire?

How to be born? Drilling wood for fire?

The old lady didn't trouble him anymore, and smiled and let him go.

"I'll do it, you can help me."

"Grandma, you can do it."

The old lady made a fire to cook, and asked Jiang Qingchi to take a pony and sit by and chat with her.

"How healthy is your father's body?"

"My father is very good, and he still talks about grandma from time to time."

"Your father has only one relationship with our Mu's family. He is a highly skilled doctor who has performed so many operations in several years. How could he be talking about an unfamiliar patient like me? He is lying."

"Hehe."

Jiang Qingchi scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly.

"Sure enough, nothing can escape grandma's eyes."

"It's fine if you know, I have eaten more than 50 years of salt than you... What you say, what you do in action, what you want to hide, and what you don't want to hide, I can see through."

"Then grandma, help me see, can your granddaughter and I go to the white head?"

"If I had this ability, wouldn't I have become a **** in the sky," the old lady smiled, "I just think that marrying a man depends on his character, his character, and The family relationship is great."

"I understand, so grandma just doesn't believe me, believes in my dad? Because of my dad's face, he let me in?"

"You are not stupid, you can understand that."

Jiang Qingchi: "..."

He discovered that his father has a kind of magic.

Inseparable magic.

Obviously, since childhood, Jiang Beiyuan rarely intervenes in his affairs, but why does it always penetrate into his life invisibly?

Jiang Qingchi really didn't understand, and he squashed his mouth pitifully, "Grandma, I will use future actions to prove that I am really a man who can be trusted."

"..." The old lady laughed and said nothing.

When the meal was ready, four people gathered around the dinner table to eat.

Knowing that the young man can eat, the old lady braised four bowls of rice, Jiang Qingchi ate three bowls of rice, Muran ate two and a half bowls, and that half bowl was really too much to eat, so she touched her belly and begged for mercy.

Mu Yanzhu smiled, "Anyone who eats leftovers before has to cut off his head and put it inside."

Before Muran could refute, Jiang Qingchi opened his mouth in surprise, "Really? It's so scary, isn't this a murder?"

Poof,

Mu Yanzhu laughed, can he not be so stupid?

The old lady also laughed, "My Yan'er, I think she has a good vision, why do I like..."

"Fancy me a fool, don't you, grandma?"

"Muran," the old lady looked in a good mood, her smile came to her lips, and she called her grandson again, "Go and help me get the red box in the wing."

What is the red box?

Dowry? Mu Yanzhu secretly thought.

When the box was raised to the front, Muran wiped off the dust with a wet cloth.

The old lady opened it with one hand, and there was a shining silver kitchen knife inside, which was like a Shangfang sword that had just been unearthed. The blade was sharp and the handle was carefully crafted.

Mu Yanzhu's smile stiffened on his face.

In the next second, the old lady took out the knife and handed it over to Jiang Qingchi's hand with a smile on her face.

"The last step to marry my granddaughter is to cut off the little finger of your left hand."

"grandmother!!!"

Mu Yanzhu shouted, never panicking like this.

The old lady turned a deaf ear and smiled kindly at Jiang Qingchi, "We in Mujiacun have a saying that the ring finger of the left hand is a promise, and the little finger of the left hand is the remaining affection. Since you want to live with my granddaughter for a lifetime, you have to cut off your excess. Love means that from now on, there will be no entanglement with other girls."

"grandmother--"

"You shut up." The old lady interrupted Mu Yanzhu gently, still facing Jiang Qingchi.

"So you are at your disposal. If you cut this little finger off, I will agree to hand over my granddaughter to you."

"..."

Jiang Qingchi swallowed his throat, and the big beads of sweat followed his forehead, along the line of his jaw, and fell on the table.

Saying that it is not to be afraid is false. This is a normal human reaction and instinct. Jiang Qingchi glanced at Mu Yanzhu, only to see tears in her eyes, she shook her head vigorously, and could not see the expression in her eyes, but he thought, his Jiang Yan must be distressed.

"Grandma, can you promise me one thing?"

"what?"

"Don't let Jiang Yan watch, I'm afraid she will be stimulated."

"Muran, you can take your sister back to the house, and let her come out after cutting."

"Grandma, I’m begging you! He loves me, he really loves me, don’t treat him this way, you let him go, let me go, don’t you let me live for half of my life, I will live forever In guilt, is this the result you want to see? And Uncle Jiang, if he sees his son go home and loses a finger, will Uncle Jiang work hard with you? You are not a temptation, yes Crime!"

"Enough. You don't have to feel guilty, because it's my business to let him chop off his hands. It's none of your business. As for Dr. Jiang, he's working hard with me. It's not your business, and he will understand."

After speaking, the old lady gave an order.

"Let's do it, just cut the little finger of the left hand."

"No!!!"

"Muran, hold your sister, don't let her look."

Jiang Qingchi gritted his teeth and said, then he held the handle of the knife in his right hand, and the knife rose and fell——

With a click...