I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

The Wen family's house in Huairenfang was not big. Excluding the three rooms where the maternal grandparents, uncle and aunt and Wen Jia lived, there was only a narrow wing.

This wing room was naturally reserved for Luo Qianhuai. Mrs. Lin tidied the room and arranged for Luo Zhao and Wen Jia to live in the same room.

Wen Jia had a lot of dissatisfaction with Luo Qianhuai, but he took great care of Luo Zhao, acting like a big brother, which surprised both Luo Qianhuai and Luo Zhao.

Luo Qianhuai discussed with Luo Zhao for a while, reached a consensus, and declined the suggestion of living in the Wen family.

"There are still patients in the medicine shop who need to be taken care of, and Zhao'er also has to practice martial arts with his master. It's not convenient to live at home."

Wen Zhou was very surprised: "Yin Yin, that's all it used to be. Now that we're back home, how can we let you two children live outside by yourself?"

"Uncle." Wenjia finally took the opportunity to apply eye drops: "You must have made a mistake this time. My cousin is very capable. Last time in Yi..."

Luo Qianhuai didn't want the Wen family to know about her glorious deeds. She rushed forward, pinched Wenjia's arm fiercely, and stuffed something into his hand before he screamed.

This thing is hard and heavy, and feels very comfortable to the touch.

Wenjia didn't need to look to know that what he was holding in his hand was a small and exquisite piece of gold.

Just such a small piece of gold is equivalent to more than 3,000 five-plant coins, which is really a huge fortune for him.

His eyes instantly became round and bright, and when he looked at Luo Qianhuai again, he was already indescribably amiable.

Wenjia is already eighteen years old this year. Although he has learned a lot of good physical skills, he has not done anything serious in business. He has always been very shy about his money. He has only seen a gold toe of this size before. No chance to get started.

If he had known that his cousin was so particular about generosity, why would he still hold on to that old grudge? After all, he was also an elder brother. Even if the scene in Yiting happened again that night, he should take the initiative to rush out and cover his cousin's retreat.

"Wenjia, what exactly do you want to say?" Wen Zhou frowned and looked at the interaction between the juniors, his face full of confusion.

Wen Pu had known for a long time that his bastard son was dissatisfied with his niece, and he tried to educate and persuade him, but the effect was not good. Unexpectedly, he actually talked nonsense in front of his father, and he became very angry at that moment:

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, my father will break one of your legs!"

"Uncle, you may have misunderstood my cousin." Luo Qianhuai smiled sweetly at Wen Jia: "Cousin, haven't you finished what you just said?"

"Ahem!" Wen Jia said sternly: "I mean, you really don't know. My cousin has good medical skills, and she even made a living in the East Market by treating people!"

Wen Pu has always felt uneasy about this matter, so he never mentioned it to his family. Wenjia was able to know because he relied on the news brought by several ranger friends in Changling City while he was recovering from his injuries.

They are said to be knights, but in fact they are just a few street gangsters who learned some Kung Fu from the three-legged cat and then put gold on their faces.

Wenjia had fought with Wenzhou since he was a child, and his skills were considered to be the best among them, so he was able to sneak into the Yiting court at night last time.

When this news came out, both Wen Zhou and Mrs. Lin were a little confused.

Changling is the mausoleum of Emperor Gaozu and an important place in the capital. Just settling down here is an elusive dream for countless people in Henan. Wenzhou relied on his military exploits to settle in Huairenfang and buy this small house.

But no matter how proud he was back then, he never dared to think about the shops in East Market.

The most basic reason is of course lack of money and silk. Of course, the price of shops is higher than that of private houses. A small house in Huairenfang only cost 20,000 yuan, while the worst and smallest shop in Dongshi City would not cost less than 100,000 yuan.

The most important thing is that no matter how rich you are, you can't buy a shop like this that you don't have to worry about renting or selling. Even if you encounter a seller who is really in need of money, you may not be able to get the city registration documents.

There are many and slippery officials handling this kind of documents. If ordinary people want to go through the process according to the rules, they will definitely have to peel off several layers of skin and spend more than buying a shop.

This is Ji'antang, which was passed down from Mr. Liu's family. The shop has always been rented and I never thought of buying it.

Therefore, it is completely understandable that Wenzhou and others were shocked at this moment.

Wenjia, who had succeeded in scaring everyone, now calmly put the gold away, cursing in his heart that he couldn't carry it.

I have known for a long time that my cousin is not an ordinary person, so why should I quarrel with her over trivial matters? If he had figured it out earlier, he would have taken the money by now and invited his brothers to drink and have fun.

Luo Qianhuai didn't know that this cheap cousin had already used him as a walking cash machine. She said the words about saving people and getting money again in a gentle voice, and Wen's mother and Lin were amazed. On the other hand, Wen Zhou was like Wen Pu, looking at Luo Qianhuai's radiant face. , sighed secretly.

The two looked at each other, and both saw worry in the other's eyes. It's just that those people hidden in the world have ulterior motives. They don't want Luo Qianhuai to know about it too soon, but they need to be reminded.

Wenzhou opened his mouth and asked some questions about the noble young master in a very gentle tone. He was relieved to learn that he had no contact with him since he gave the shop to him.

Luo Qianhuai actually didn't want to lie to them, but there were too many involved. Besides telling some white lies, what could she do?

No matter what, it is a foregone conclusion that Luo Qianhuai and Luo Zhao live alone. Before leaving, Luo Zhao deliberately spoke to Wen Jia alone. When the latter came out, his expression was a little unpleasant.

Luo Qianhuai was a little strange. He asked Luo Zhao on the way back, but he ignored him and simply let him go and ignored him.

In the twelfth lunar month, time flies by. On the day of Laba, Huo Yu sent someone to send news that the real suspect Zheng Jiaerlang had been arrested.

Although this man did not look like a strong-willed person, he knew that once he confessed, he would be dead. Therefore, even though he was severely punished, he still refused to spit out the poison. He refused to admit that he had poisoned what happened back then. He refused to admit that he gave the poison in Zheng's hands.

The interrogation in Yitingli is not progressing smoothly, and Luo Qianhuai is also facing many obstacles. She had already visited several pharmacies in Changling City and asked someone to prescribe a prescription using Zheng Yan's medical history. It was true that several doctors had used prescription tablets, but when Luo Qianhuai asked them to come to court When they testified, they were all determined to refuse, even if Luo Qianhuai promised him a lot of money.