Urban Hidden Dragon

"Auntie! I am a good person!

Really!

If you don’t believe me, you can go outside and ask around! My reputation is very loud! The embodiment of justice! "

Wang Han smiled what he thought was the most innocent smile at Ye Wanqing.

After Ye Wanqing came to her senses, she smiled and said, "It's okay. Your parents are both good people, and he is also a good person. It is impossible to teach a bad person. I believe in you."

Wang Han was almost moved to tears.

I just say that I am a good person!

There is still a person with a discerning eye!

in the door.

The room was clean and tidy inside.

There is also a faint smell of Chinese medicine in the air.

There isn't much furniture.

There are also old photos hanging on the walls.

Wang Han glanced at it.

Ye Wanqing's lover has been gone for many years.

Two sons and one daughter.

The eldest son died a few years ago because he was stabbed and lost too much blood.

The second son also became a cripple in the heroic act of righteousness. He had a craft and opened a small shop repairing computers, but he could still make a living.

The younger daughter works in a bank.

Although the family does not live a wealthy life, fortunately, being ordinary is a kind of happiness.

Ye Wanqing washes rice and cooks.

Wang Han was there to help.

Ye Wanqing patted Wang Han's head gently, "Where are your parents?"

"gone."

Ye Wanqing, who was washing vegetables, was stunned, "Left? Wha... when did you leave?"

"It's been many years. He left not long after I was born."

Ye Wanqing was silent for a long time.

"What about him? Your master? Where's Little Fatty... Di Wuji?"

Wang Han held back his smile and said, "He's pretty good."

After a while, Ye Wanqing asked, "Is his child old enough?"

"He's not married."

After saying this, Wang Han seemed to realize something.

No wonder Di Lao always only cares about his kidneys and not his heart with the widows.

It turns out that there is still Bai Yueguang hidden in my heart.

Ye Wanqing's chopping hands paused for several seconds.

Then he cut the vegetables gently.

The old man and the young man were silent.

Add the marinated meat, boil the water and simmer the vegetables, stir-fry the chili and Sichuan peppercorns until fragrant, heat the oil in a pan, add the fat meat and stir-fry the oil, add the sauce and stir-fry until fragrant, pour in the water, boil the soup and add the meat, pour it in after the meat is cooked Put it in a vegetable bowl, pour cooked oil on it, and when it slurps, the aroma fills the air, and your index fingers move.

Wang Han looked at Ye Wanqing who was busy. He didn't expect that Ye Wanqing's cooking skills were so good. Wang Han was secretly grateful.

Fortunately, I am shameless, otherwise I would have missed out on the delicious food.

Dappled sunlight fell on Ye Wanqing's profile through the old windows.

Tranquil, calm, with a touch of sadness that makes it difficult to leave the old friend and the feeling of emptiness in the heart when the old friend leaves.

Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood.

Ye Wanqing's hands and feet, which have been in decline in recent years, have become much more agile.

I fried some egg cakes specially for Wang Han.

Ye Wanqing fell into a brief memory and smiled.

"Your parents loved the egg pancakes I made the most, especially your father. With the sauce I made, he could eat more than ten in one sitting. But we were poor back then and everything tasted delicious, unlike now. Everyone is full, but the food doesn't taste as good as it did then.

Speaking of your father, at that time, your father was always quarreling with your master. Your master couldn't beat your father, and he couldn't fight with your father in arguments. Your father was always jumping up and down with anger. Who would have thought that this happy couple Enemies eventually became close friends. "

Things are unpredictable. Ye Wanqing turned back to look at Wang Han and found that this young man had a unique temperament.

He has his father's sharp edge, his mother's approachable and easy-going temperament, and a bit of his master's playful demeanor.

Wang Han couldn't help but think of himself and Bazi.

The two of them have always been bickering since they were young, but they are always honest when it comes to things, and they are brothers who dare to give each other their backs.

"Auntie, have you been suffering from insomnia recently?" Wang Han asked.

"A bit, what's wrong?" Ye Wanqing was stunned for a moment.

"I have learned some medical skills. I have nothing to do, so I can show it to you."

Ye Wanqing also handed over her wrist generously.

After Wang Han checked.

"There are blockages in some places. It's not a big problem. Sit here and I'll rub it for you."

As he spoke, Wang Han asked Ye Wanqing to sit down and pulled in the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth to open up Ye Wanqing's muscles and veins.

After a set of procedures, Ye Wanqing moved her arms and looked surprised.

"Huh? I feel really better, my body feels warm!"

Ye Wanqing turned back to look at Wang Han. Back then, this young man's parents and the little fat master knew this skill. She heard that he was a master in the world, but she didn't understand. This young man had a sense of mystery about him.

Wang Han suddenly looked towards the door.

Ye Wanqing also subconsciously looked towards the door.

Found nothing.

Look back.

Watching the bubbling soup.

When he was about to say something, there was a sound of opening the door.

"Mom! I'm back! What do you cook so deliciously?"

Ye Wanqing looked stunned and couldn't help but glance at Wang Han.

I couldn't help but think of the time when this young man's father also had such keen hearing.

A woman ran over to the living room, stretching her neck and sniffing.

"It smells so good, the old lady, please bring it out and let me take a bite! I'm starving to death!"

"You kid, you have guests at home!"

The woman turned her head and looked at Wang Han, who was sitting on the pony in the kitchen.

He looked Wang Han up and down.

"you are?"

"My name is Wang Han, and this is my sister."

Ye Wanqing smiled and said, "This is my little daughter, Miao Jing, Jingjing, this is you...the son of one of your uncles."

Miao Jing looked at Wang Han and said with a smile, "Mom, could he be the son of your old friend?"

Ye Wanqing lightly patted Miao Jing and said, "You girl, what are you talking nonsense about? You are such an old man and you have no way of talking! If you keep doing this, be careful not to get married!"

Miao Jing didn't take it to heart at all and smiled carelessly, "If you can't get married, then you can't get married! People don't live just to get married! Right brother?"

"Correct!"

Miao Jing jumped up and went to wash her hands.

In terms of age, Miao Jing is the youngest daughter. She is in her thirties, but she still looks like a girl. Perhaps she has inherited Ye Wanqing's gentleness and beauty as a girl, and Miao Jing adds a bit of agility and ruggedness, giving her a unique flavor.

Ye Wanqing smiled helplessly and started to serve the rice.

"Wang Han, are you married?"

"It's over, the baby is one month old."

The time to eat.

Ye Wanqing frequently picked up vegetables for Wang Han.

Miao Jing ate happily, "Wang Han, your name is quite unique. Where do you work?"

Wang Han took a bite of his food and said, "I'll make some investments!"

"Wow! Big boss!" Miao Jing said with a smile.

Wang Han had met many people, and there was no snobbery in Miao Jing's eyes. She was just joking with Wang Han in a joking tone.

"It's just a small matter. Sister Jing works in a bank?"

Miao Jing nodded, "Yes! If you need to contact me for banking business in the future, although I can't help you much, I will definitely deal with it and give you some psychological comfort."

Ye Wanqing served Miao Jing some food, "You kid!"

Miao Jing took a sip of the soup and said with a big smile, "My mother's cooking is so delicious. Wang Han, please eat more. My family is poor and can only entertain these people. Don't mind. Treat this place as your home." That’s it.”

Wang Han, who has always been a down-to-earth person, filled the second bowl of rice and said, "Okay!"

Ye Wanqing also smiled when she saw that Wang Han was not lying.

I thought I would never have contact with the fat man and his relatives in this life, but I didn't expect that the fat man actually arranged for this young man to come.

"Mom, I will take you to the hospital for a review tomorrow." Miao Jing said after taking a bite.

Ye Wanqing said, "I'm fine!"

"I also know that you are fine. Didn't the doctor tell you? You still need to check again. What, are you worried about spending my money? Let your second son pay for it! My second brother, that big liar, said he would give me a computer. There has been no movement until now. Mom, please help me urge him when he comes over. He will definitely cheat on me if I say anything!"

Ye Wanqing chuckled and said, "It's not easy for your brother either. A computer costs several thousand. How many computers can your brother fix while lying in front of that small table and give people as many smiles as he can to earn money for one computer?"

Miao Jing made a face, "The old lady knows how to favor your son! Your daughter's mouth is worn out after dealing with those customers all day long, but you don't feel sorry for her."

"Okay, okay, my daughter is working hard too, and she wants a computer mom to buy for you."

Ye Wanqing touched Miao Jing's head.

Miao Jing was holding a bowl of silly music.

"Forget it, old lady, you'd better keep your pension to buy groceries. When my brother gets rich, let him buy me a computer."

Wang Han buried his head and ate.

There was a warm feeling on the head. When she raised her head, Ye Wanqing looked at Wang Han kindly and gently rubbed Wang Han's head. Naturally, she felt a little bit of the sadness and pain of the orphan protagonist.

"Son, if you have nothing to do in the future, come to your aunt's house and tell her what you want to eat."

"it is good!"

Miao Jing used chopsticks to push the plate with only two shrimps toward Wang Han, and changed the topic, "Wang Han, what specific aspects are you investing in?"

"Invest a little bit in everything."

"There has to be something specific. What are you investing in recently? I'll invest a little bit." Miao Jing smiled carelessly like an optimist.

Wang Han thought for a while, "The latest investment is in the gem business abroad."

"Abroad, it's too far away. I haven't even made a few trips to the province. Is it a gem business? I wouldn't even dare to dream about it!"

"If you want to vote, I can take you."

Miao Jing immediately shook her head as she ate, "Forget it, a country bumpkin like me doesn't deserve it!"

While eating, Wang Han glanced at the door.

Ye Wanqing also took a look, "Is your second brother back?"

Miao Jing took a bite of food and looked at the time, "He said he was busy today and wouldn't be back at noon!"

Unexpectedly, the sound of opening the door suddenly came.

A kind-hearted man limped in from outside.

"Huh? Miao Laoer? Why did you come back suddenly?"

The man was serious and put a computer bag aside.

"I'll give you a computer."

"Wow! Miao Lao Er! Hehehehe! It's my brother who is nice to me!"

Miao Bing pushed Miao Jing out.

"How old are you to be so unstable? Mom, how is your health today?"

"pretty good!"

Miao Jing sat down and said, "Second brother, let me tell you, it's amazing, my mother seems to have telepathy. She heard you coming back before you did, and I told my mother you weren't coming back!"

Miao Bing's eyes fell on Wang Han, "Who is this?"

"This is Wang Han, the son of our mother's old friend!" Miao Jing introduced boldly.

"This child!" Ye Wanqing patted Miao Jing gently.

Miao Bing nodded towards Wang Han, "Miao Bing!"

"Wang Han!"

Miao Bing moved a stool and sat next to Ye Wanqing.

Ye Wanqing rubbed her son's head.

Miao Jing smiled and served Miao Bing rice, "Miao Laoer, why don't you go to the store? Why don't you rush back to make money when you are bleeding profusely today?"

"I invited the best old Chinese medicine doctor in our county, Dr. Qian, who we went to see last time, to come over and give our mother a look."

"You kid, you're spending money blindly again! Mom is fine. Wang Han gave her a massage just now, and now she's completely healed!" Ye Wanqing said.

Miao Bing glanced at Wang Han and nodded to express his gratitude, then smiled and said, "Mom, everyone has been invited and the money has been paid, so don't be afraid of spending money."

"I feel really good now. The massage Wang Han gave me just now is very effective. My legs are no longer numb and my breath is smoother. I feel like I can go up to the sixth floor without gasping for breath."

"Wang Han, can you still see a doctor?"

"My sister studied medicine, and I followed her a little bit."

Ye Wanqing immediately said, "Look, if your child has studied medicine, there will be no problem!"

"For traditional Chinese medicine, the older you get, the better!" Miao Bing said in a muffled voice.

Miao Jing immediately said, "Wang Han, don't mind. Miao Laoer has had low emotional intelligence since he was a child and can't speak."

"It's okay!" Wang Han responded with a smile.

While talking, Wang Han took out his cell phone.

Sora sent a message.

"My king, my servant has arrived at the location you specified. When will you arrive?"

Miao Bing glanced at it and happened to see the news. He also looked at Wang Han's dreadlocks and subconsciously felt a bit stereotyped.

I feel that young people nowadays are really good at playing, and most likely they are going to open some weird-themed impart.

Wang Han got back on his horse.

Put your phone in your pocket.

He casually took out a few dust-proof beads from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"Auntie, this thing is here to ward off evil spirits! I'll give one to each of you!"

Ye Wanqing refused, "You kid, this thing is so valuable, we don't want it."

"It's not expensive, that's what I do."

"It's not easy for you to do business, take it back."

Wang Han pressed Ye Wanqing's wrist with his backhand, "Auntie, as my eldest nephew, I respect you, why don't you give me such a small amount of face?"

He winked at Miao Jing.

Miao Jing understood and said, "Oh Mom, your eldest nephew has already talked about this, so just accept it."

Wang Han put a few dust-proof beads on the table.

"Auntie, I still have something to talk about, so I'm going back first!"

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"People are waiting."

Wang Han was mainly afraid that the two demons would kill people without doing anything, so he went there in advance.

Miao Bing looked at Wang Han with a half-smile, mistakenly thinking that Wang Han was going to have a party.

"Row!"

The front foot sends Wang Han away.

On the back foot, an old man panted upstairs.

"Doctor Qian!"

Miao Bing invited the old man to come in.

After sitting down, the old man went straight to the point and took Ye Wanqing's pulse.

"How is the doctor?"

Doctor Qian looked at Ye Wanqing doubtfully and frowned, "That's strange. Did you ask other doctors to look at it for you?"

"Didn't you let other doctors see it?" Ye Wanqing asked.

"Didn't you just say that you would let Wang Han see it?" Miao Jing said.

Ye Wanqing immediately said, "Look, my brain is getting harder and harder to use. I did show it to a nephew just now."

"Doctor, is there something wrong?" Miao Bing frowned and asked in a deep voice. If something went wrong with that kid, he would definitely fight with that kid.

Doctor Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead when he climbed up the stairs, "I have been practicing medicine for decades, and this is the first time I have seen you heal so quickly! Does the young man you just talked about have big braids? "

"Correct!"

Doctor Qian ran out carrying the medicine box.

"Doctor Qian, what are you doing here?"

"I have to ask him to teach me how he does it!"

The Miao Bing family froze in place.

...

Wang Han held a cigarette.

Looking at the duo with kidney deficiency in front of them.

The empty basket without the basket still looks gloomy.

Standing behind him was an old man with a haggard face and a dull look, who looked more abstract than an empty raft.