Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Everyone looked up at the sky, with different expressions.

Ouyang Lan was also looking up at the sky.

She whispered, "Is there really justice in this world? Then what does what she did count?"

The law of nature is the self-consolation of the weak, she doesn't care. Although the two thunder and lightning today are strange, they can be explained. They must have been affected by the surrounding anomalies and were just a coincidence.

Before leaving, I took a look at the girl opposite me. She was wearing men's clothes and her skinny body didn't look anything special, but she did seem to be lucky!

She's just a country girl, she can never amount to anything!

Why should she worry about these things? There are more important things waiting for her to do.

The bailiff stepped forward to check the breathing of Song Jiawen and Song Yanran, and found that they were still breathing, so he reported it to the county magistrate.

How could the case be tried when the important witness was already in such a state? The county magistrate waved his hand and detained all the people in the store and postponed the trial to a later date.

Before Wen was dragged away, she pointed at Yan Hui and Song Jixiang and shouted, "You two dogs, I wasted my kindness in matchmaking you together, but I didn't expect that you would turn around and bite our family. You ungrateful ungrateful bastards, you will get your retribution, you dog official, you shielded your own nephew and made up charges, you..." Her mouth was blocked and she was dragged away.

Song Jixiang and Yan Hui looked at each other. Are they familiar with each other?

Upon hearing the letter, the housekeeper of the Yan residence rushed over early in the morning and immediately explained to his young master: "This Wen is the one from last time..."

Butler Wu winked at his young master.

Yan Hui spoke quickly, pointing at Song Jixiang and shouting, "You, you are my wife!" His voice was so loud that it scared away the birds in the garden.

Song Jixiang's hands were clenched and made a crackling sound. He signaled Yan Hui and the housekeeper with his eyes, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yan Hui shrank back, feeling a chill on his neck, and motioned for the butler to speak.

Butler Wu explained the matter succinctly.

Song Jixiang suddenly realized, "So you are the youngest son of the wealthy family in the county that Wen Shi mentioned?"

So Wen sold her birth date and horoscope to this family, saying that they were a match made in heaven, a rare and perfect match...

For this, he received a bribe of fifty taels from the Yan family, and they promised to send Song Bowen to the provincial school.

So she is worth fifty taels, and is a stepping stone for Song Bowen on his way to school. Song Jixiang's mouth twitched.

"We have separated long ago. Any promises they made have nothing to do with me!" After saying that, he turned and left.

"Hey, why are you following us?" Xiao Ruyi heard the sound of wheels rolling behind him and felt a headache, so he turned around and asked.

"I'm not following you, what's it got to do with you?" Yan Hui replied unconvincedly with his neck raised.

"you……"

"Okay," You're already old, why would you bother with a kid so much?

Song Jixiang stood still with her arms folded, "Tell me, why are you following me?" She didn't believe in love at first sight or matchmaker's words.

Yan Hui's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands, and smiled a little ridiculously, "Can you teach me your method of attracting lightning?"

Others said it was God's will, but he didn't believe it. It was obviously this boy, no, the girl who brought him here. If he could be taught, what would he be afraid of even if he was a cripple!

Song Jixiang squatted down and looked at him carefully. Well, Wen Shi had said that the youngest son of a wealthy family looked like the boy sitting under Guanyin, and was very smart. None of those words could match the young man in front of him.

She is just an ordinary-looking girl who can't be found in a crowd of people, and her brain doesn't seem to be very sharp. The matchmaker's words are really deceiving, but she seems to be right.

"Is your family rich?" Song Jixiang asked very seriously.

Yan Hui nodded repeatedly, patted his chest, and said with great pride, "Of course, my family is the richest in the county."

Sure enough, the stupid son of the richest man was saved by her!

This is not an opportunity that everyone can encounter, so don't miss it.

"I saved you. Are you feeling guilty for not repaying me? That's why you keep following me. Well, since you're so thoughtful, I can't refuse you. Tell me, how much is your life worth?"

Xiao Ruyi, who was standing by, was laughing so hard in her heart that she was bent over.

Yan Hui's eyes widened. Ah, are they talking about the same thing?

Obviously not!

But there was some truth in it, his eyes rolled around a few times, "My father is very rich, if you go to my house, my father will definitely thank you..." If she went to his house, he would find a way to keep her and make her his disciple.

"My son, my darling, I finally found you!" A tall middle-aged man came running over, hugged Yan Hui and looked him left and right, and after making sure that he was okay, he carried him back home.

Yan Hui thought that his father came at the right time. He was his real father! He pointed at Song Jixiang and said, "Dad, wait a minute. She is my lifesaver. Hurry up..."

Please go back and thank me!

Father Yan looked over and grinned at Song Jixiang, "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much. Where are you from? What do your parents do? They raised such an outstanding son like you! How many people are there in your family? So, housekeeper Wu, go and ask Madam to bring the deed of our shop on Shiquan Street to this young master."

After thinking for a while, he ordered again: "Wait, take another 500 taels of silver, no, no, take 1,000 taels, hurry up, the master will take the young master to the teahouse opposite to wait for you."

Wu Guanjia responded and ran out quickly. Money and other things were nothing to his master. Only the young master was the treasure of the Yan family. This was known to everyone in Yongning Mansion. The Song Jiawen family was not human. On the one hand, they sold their niece to them and got the benefits. Then they turned around and kidnapped his young master. Who knows what evil they were up to? Thanks to this auspicious girl!!! Otherwise, the whole Yan Mansion would be in chaos...

It is worth giving away this money. I believe the old lady and the ladies at home will also think so if they know about it. It is worth it!

Song Jixiang didn't know whether to laugh or not.

This family is so generous, she likes it!

Wang Laowu happened to be waiting for her and Xiao Ruyi at the teahouse, and they all came to the teahouse. County Magistrate Chang Yu also followed after hearing about this. He always suspected that Song Jixiang's rescue of Yan Hui was too coincidental, so he wanted to test it again.

Several people sat at two tables.

Xiao Ruyi had a lot of troubles of her own and didn't want to get involved, so she sat at another table with Wang Laowu.

For the sake of a shop and 1,000 taels of silver, Song Jixiang was very patient and answered Chang Yu's questions one by one, saying that he had to attend the county's flower-fighting competition and had made an appointment with his friends to go to Wanqianlou to have a look. He got lost and walked to the backyard, and found that the two girls were behaving strangely, so he followed them to the house and rescued the children. As for the grievances between their third room and the old house of the Song family, he only mentioned them briefly.

After hearing this, Yan Hui was so angry that he slammed the table, making the teacups on the table clang.

Not only did Old Man Yan not stop them, he also echoed, "The people in the old house of the Song family are really inhumane. It's outrageous! They actually bullied your third branch to such an extent. His son is called Song Bowen? He even wants to go to the provincial school and fulfill their Spring and Autumn dreams. Humph..."

Chang Yu wanted to say something, but then he shut his mouth.

In just a cup of tea, Butler Wu came up to the second floor with a huff, took out the land deed and the silver note from his pocket and handed them to Song Jixiang. He also said that the old ladies and the ladies in the mansion asked Song Jixiang to come to their house when he had time so that they would have the opportunity to thank him in person.

Song Jixiang agreed with a smile.

When she was about to leave, she saw Yan Hui looking at her eagerly, trying to push the wheelchair with his hands, but he was too young and could not move the wheelchair forward even a little. He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked embarrassed and embarrassed.

Song Jixiang stopped his steps and squatted down, carefully pinching Yan Hui's leg bones and ankles. When he was about to lift up his trouser legs to check, Yan Hui pushed him away with force, his face flushed red, "You, you, you, men and women should not touch each other, we are not married yet..."

Song Jixiang held his forehead with his hand. The young men here matured too precociously. They wanted wives when they were in their teens.

She didn't mean that at all.

"Do you still want your leg to heal?"

Old Man Yan and the county magistrate surrounded her and said, "Little girl, you know medicine?!" They were really shocked.

Yan Hui's legs were examined not only by the imperial physicians in the capital, but also by famous doctors in the Yu Dynasty, but they all said they could do nothing. They had given up hope, and now seeing Song Jixiang like this, they thought he was just a kid who had learned a little and wanted to show off.

Song Jixiang ignored their doubts and stared straight into Yan Hui's eyes. "Do you believe me? If you do, I might give it a try!"

Yan Huixiang didn't think much about it and nodded. He seemed to be afraid that the other party would change his mind, and said hurriedly, "I believe it, I believe it..."

What a joke, of course he believed it!

Can a person who can summon lightning at will be a mortal?

I don’t know if his face was due to excitement, agitation or something else, his eyes were sparkling, his face was red, and he had the youthful vigor that only a teenager could have.

After taking so many valuable things from others, you should at least give something back.

He gestured to Xiao Ruyi, who nodded resignedly. He was now Song Jixiang's mobile warehouse, so what else could he do? He couldn't beat him, and his ability level was not as good as the other party's, so he could only admit defeat.

From the bag that Wang Laowu brought, he actually took out a set of silver needles and a bottle of space spiritual spring water from the space and handed them to Song Jixiang.

Seeing his son's state, Yan's father had no choice but to agree. He asked the teahouse to find a completely quiet room and put Yan Hui on the couch.

Song Jixiang took it, soaked the silver needle in the spiritual spring water, washed his hands, and prepared for acupuncture.

At the beginning, Yan Hui was very shy and closed his eyes, not daring to look at Song Jixiang. But when he felt the long-lost pain in his legs, the joy in his heart overwhelmed him and he had no other thoughts.

He no longer had to stay in a specially made wooden chair all day, nor did he have to look at other people's complicated eyes, let alone face the distressed eyes of his parents, grandmother and sisters. Never again...

He could also run freely, ride a horse like other young men, shoot arrows and practice martial arts, and...

Chang Yu and Old Man Yan stood by his side the whole time, not daring to even blink, for fear that if Song Jixiang's hand shook, his son, his nephew's legs would be completely disabled.

Fortunately, the results were so unexpected and unbelievable!

Yan Hui was actually able to stand up slowly with the help of the two of them, and his legs no longer fell weakly.

Song Jixiang instructed: "Mr. Yan's leg needs two more acupuncture treatments before it can fully recover..."

Unfortunately, her voice was drowned out by Old Man Yan's crying.

Regardless of the presence of others, Old Man Yan burst into tears and cried like a child, "Wuwuwu... Huihui's legs, Huihui's legs can finally stand up... Wuwuwu... Chang Yu, pinch me quickly, am I dreaming, wuwuwu..."

Chang Yu was also extremely happy. He knew how much money and effort their two families had spent on Yan Hui's legs. They had also sent countless fleets to foreign countries to look for secret medicine, but all returned in vain. He did not expect that this farm boy, no, a farm girl, had such medical skills. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have scolded the person who said this as a daydreamer. Unexpectedly, the dream came true.

After the three of them hugged each other excitedly, they realized that Song Jixiang and others had already left.

Song Jixiang felt that curing the other person's leg was not a waste of his money, and he was very happy.

Wang Laowu walked out beside him in a hurry. He really did not follow the wrong person. Just in one morning, Hua Gongzi earned back a shop and one thousand taels of silver. This speed was unattainable even if you tried your best!

The three of them ate a lot of snacks in the teahouse, and then wandered around the county town. However, the sudden danger broke the peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly, a teacup flew out from a shop and headed straight for Song Jixiang's face. The teacup was extremely fast, and if it hit Song Jixiang's face, it would probably be seriously injured or even disfigured on the spot. At this critical moment, Song Jixiang dodged to the side, and the teacup shattered into pieces behind her.

Fuck, who is this cruel guy who throws things around? I will make him pay when I find him.

Seeing this, Wang Laowu rushed in first.

After entering the shop, they were stunned by the scene before them.

The entire shop was smashed to pieces, with goods scattered on the ground, tables and chairs overturned, and broken pieces of teacups and porcelain scattered everywhere. This scene made it hard to imagine how fierce the dispute and fight had been here before. Was this an enemy who came to visit?

So cruel? How can this shop still do business?

But these were not his concerns. He took a few steps forward, grabbed a young man by the collar and asked, "Who was it that threw something and hit my son? Can you afford the compensation?"

The waiter saw the man with a face full of flesh and shining eyes, and he secretly complained in his heart. What happened today? It was already unbearable to encounter a group of unreasonable bullies. If another group came, their store might have to close down. He raised his finger tremblingly and pointed in one direction, "They, they did it. It's none of my business. It's none of my business. Go find them..." After saying that, he hid behind the table, revealing a part of his clothes that was extremely conspicuous.

Song Jixiang looked at the burly men swinging sticks, took a few steps forward and kicked them away. No matter who they were today, she would teach them a lesson that throwing things around was wrong!