There is space for the married man

When You Mingyuan came back late, he sold a few of the calligraphy and paintings he brought out early in the morning, and bought some rice and meat back.

Seeing this, Song Lingwan finally breathed a sigh of relief, she took the things in You Mingyuan's hands, and asked him to wash his hands and prepare to eat.

When the twins saw their father coming back, they hugged You Mingyuan from left to right, and You Mingyuan patted the heads of the two little guys, "Let's go, let's eat."

Since You Jingshu injured his leg, he was reluctant to leave the room, so naturally he would not eat at the same table with them. You Jingyue filled the food and brought it into You Jingshu's room.

"Brother, it's time to eat."

You Jingshu sat in a wheelchair with his back to him, not knowing what he was thinking, You Jingyue hesitated, squeezed his fists, and said, "It's getting dark, I'll help elder brother turn on the lamp."

"No need." You Jingshu said coldly.

You Jingyue didn't like to see his elder brother so lifeless. He knew that it would be hard for him to accept that his elder brother had changed from being the proud son of heaven to what he is now, but didn't elder brother still have them, why did he have to bear all the pain by himself.

"Then...Brother, remember to eat, I'll come over to collect the bowl later." You Jingyue said with a sore nose, holding back her astringency.

After a while of silence, You Jingshu suddenly stopped him, "Jing Yue."

You Jingyue paused, turned around, under the dim light, he could vaguely see the silhouette of his elder brother.

"Even if I killed you with my own hands, I would never allow you to be a concubine, you remember." You Jingshu's voice was like a knife, the kind that had been tempered with strong wine, and the throat was sealed with blood.

You Jingyue opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat. He felt cold all over and was terrified. The elder brother heard the conversation between him and his mother.

But if he doesn't marry, what will the family do?It is impossible for the whole family to starve to death for the sake of dignity. Isn't it worth sacrificing one of them to make the whole family feel more relaxed?

He was also wronged and in great pain. If he could choose, let alone marrying the son of the owner of Juhuilou as a concubine, he would not even be the main wife.

Coming out of You Jingshu's room, You Jingyue ate with her head down, not letting her parents notice her red eyes.

But all of this was captured by Wen Lang's eyes.

Although the You family took him in, he often teased You Jingshu and You Jingyue, saying that he was You Jingshu's husband, but in fact, that was just nonsense, he clearly knew that he was an outsider, and he and You Jingshu It's almost impossible to be together.

It's not that he can't accept men. Wen Lang had no intention of falling in love in his last life, and he also has no intention of falling in love in this life. What's more, even if he falls in love, it's better to find You Jingyue than You Jingshu.

Wen Lang himself is a person who thinks a lot, and coupled with You Jingshu, who is deep in the city, the two of them wonder what the other is thinking all day long, and there is no need to do anything else.If he really wants to fall in love, he has to find someone who is simple-minded and straightforward, but Wen Lang knows that such a simple-minded person may not be able to touch his heart in his life, so he has no idea about falling in love.

He is an outsider, he can help with You family's affairs, but he has no position or qualification to intervene in some matters, such as You Jingyue's marriage.

After dinner, Wen Lang was going to wash the dishes, but Song Lingwan insisted on not letting her do it, and let the two younger ones do it instead.

You Mingyuan saw Wen Lang's back basket, fish basket, and a colander, praised him several times, and told him not to do these jobs next time, it would hurt his hands.

In You Mingyuan's eyes, Wen Lang is a brother after all, he looks like a girl, how can a girl do such rough work.

Wen Lang smiled and didn't answer, knowing that You Mingyuan had good intentions.

At night, You Jingyue boiled water and carried it into You Jingshu's room. You Mingyuan helped You Jingshu to move into the bathtub with his crutches.

You Jingshu was wearing a thin unlined garment, his black hair was stained with water and fell by his ears, his long eyelashes like crow feathers were dripping with water, and the eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off the water.

"Daddy sold a few calligraphy and paintings today, and bought some rice and meat. You don't have to worry, you'll be fine." You Mingyuan knew that his eldest son had a heavy heart, so he reported good news but not bad ones.

"Father, your calligraphy and painting, in the past, would not be exchanged for thousands of dollars. They are sought after by countless scholars, how much did they sell for today?" You Jingshu felt uncomfortable whenever he thought of his father's calligraphy being sold cheaply.

You Mingyuan heaved a long sigh, his voice was a bit vicissitudes, "Son, today is different from the past, you have to look forward."

You Jingshu was heartbroken, how could he not understand that the present is different from the past, but the last thing he wants to accept is this sentence, the present is different from the past.

After You Jingshu took a shower, he sat in a wheelchair and wiped his hair. When Wen Lang came in after washing, he smelled the faint fragrance of saponins. It was really strange. Obviously everyone used the same saponins, and it happened to You Jingshu. Very good smell, cool and elegant.

Wen Lang climbed onto the bed first, kicked off his shoes and lay down.

Seeing that he was so self-conscious, You Jing was speechless for a while.

After drying his hair, You Jingshu pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, supported the edge of the bed with both hands and easily moved onto the bed.

Wen Lang knew that his physical fitness was not weak, and the body hidden under his clothes was not weak, but he was still a little surprised to see him so relaxed.

"You have good arm strength."

You Jingshu didn't answer, and quietly lifted the quilt and lay down.

A faint fragrance came from You Jingshu's body, Wen Lang couldn't help moving his nose, and sniffed it, "You smell so good."

His breath was very close to You Jingshu, and it swept across You Jingshu's side face, causing him to turn his head suddenly, and was meeting Wen Lang's gaze, the distance between them was no more than two fingers, between breaths, sniffs- Cross-tangle, ambiguous.

You Jingshu's eyes darkened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Wen Lang didn't know why, and realized that the distance between the two was too close, he subconsciously stepped back, not wanting You Jingshu to suddenly reach out and grab the back of his neck, pushing him down in front of his eyes, almost touching the tip of his nose.

"Do you really think I won't do anything to you, or do you want me to do something to you?" You Jingshu's deliberately lowered voice was like a small hook, making Wen Lang's heart numb.

He suddenly felt that his lips were a little dry, and subconsciously licked them, only to realize that it was all his own illusion.

An elegant fragrance penetrated into his nose, sniffing this smell at close range made him a little intoxicated.

You Jingshu lowered his head, brushed Wen Lang's ears faintly with his lips, and said in a low voice, "No matter what you think, you should rest your mind. I'm not interested in Wen's family."

As soon as the words fell, You Jingshu let go of him, turned sideways and stopped communicating with Wen Lang.

Wen Lang lay on the spot, his ears blushing, it really was his beauty that deceived others, he was actually picked up by You Jingshu.

But they just wanted to warn him, and they didn't mean anything to him.

After calming down, Wen Lang looked at You Jingshu's back, and gradually realized that in You Jingshu's eyes, he was a brother, no matter whether he took the initiative to sleep with him or praised him Same as seduction.

But in Wen Lang's mind, he is a man, and You Jingshu is a man, so it's okay to be crowded if there is no bed. It is a fact that You Jingshu is good-looking, so what's wrong with him stating the facts?

After a long silence, he knew that You Jingshu was still up, and said, "I have no other intentions, nor do I intend to have anything to do with you. You can rest assured, I don't mean to miss you."

Hearing Wen Lang's words, You Jingshu opened his eyes without moving, his black pupils were like black clouds.

Thinking about it, I am no longer the proud son of heaven who is famous all over the imperial capital, but just a waste who has lost his legs and is dying. No matter how low his background is, Wen Lang should not fall in love with a waste.

After the explanation, Wen Lang was also relieved and covered himself with a quilt to sleep.

Only You Jingshu opened his eyes until dawn.

In the early morning, You Jingyue followed her father to the town to deliver firewood, and sold calligraphy and paintings with You Mingyuan.

Wen Lang's hand was still injured, Song Lingwan refused to let him go up the mountain, Wen Lang had no choice but to stay in the house, he stared at the deserted yard, thinking how good it would be to grow some onions, ginger and garlic.

"Aunt Song, do we have a vegetable patch?" Wen Lang turned to Song Lingwan who was embroidering under the eaves.

"That piece of wasteland behind is just left unattended for too long, so it's been abandoned." When Song Lingwan first married You Mingyuan, You Mingyuan was not yet in high school, and the whole family lived here, whether it was vegetable fields or paddy fields and dry land. .

It's just that later when You Mingyuan was in high school, his family moved to the imperial capital, and all the affairs of the old house were handed over to You Mingyuan's elder brother. He never expected to wait until they came back to find out that You Mingyuan's elder brother, You Minghui, took money and didn't do anything.

The money for repairing the old house and subsidizing the school in the village was embezzled, and the land was sold long ago. The school has been in operation for several years. You Minghui saw that You Mingyuan was busy with business, so he didn't ask any more questions, so he stopped sending money here. As time passed, the school would cease to exist. Of.

But this time You Mingyuan was demoted, You Minghui's family got the news early in the morning, curry favor with the nobles in the imperial city, and stayed in the imperial capital with shamelessness, together with You Mingyuan's mother.

Wen Lang nodded, and said, "We still have to take care of the vegetable plot in the future, and it's convenient to grow some vegetables."

Song Lingwan thought the same in her heart, but they just moved back, so many things hadn't been done in time, and money was really tight.

Wen Lang cut a pole for sticking fish, and took the two little guys to the stream. The reason why Linxi Village is called this is because it is next to the stream. When passing by yesterday, Wen Lang observed that there were many fish and shrimp in the stream. .

Tie the fish basket around his waist, Wen Lang held the pole, and held You Yunwei with one hand, and You Yunwei led You Jingyang, "Aunt Song, let's go out."

"Be careful, come back early, the sun is shining brightly." Song Lingwan urged.

"Okay." After Wen Lang answered, he took the two little ones to the stream.

You Jingshu looked at Wen Lang's back through the window, and wondered why he had such vigorous vitality. Didn't Wen Lang remember the humiliation of the past 17 years?Why doesn't he hate?

"Hey, you husband, where are you taking the two little ones?" The women who were washing clothes by the river asked Wen Lang loudly when they saw Wen Lang.

Wen Lang welcomed people with a smile, and said without shyness: "Let's go play by the stream for a while."

"After all, I'm still young, I only know how to play. When I first got married, my mother-in-law really wanted me to do all the housework." A round-faced woman said.

"No, after all, they are from the imperial capital. Who can be as magnanimous as Mrs. You, allowing the daughter-in-law who has just entered the door to idle around all day long."

"You don't know, that Mrs. You is from our town. Her father used to be Master You's teacher. Seeing that Master You is smart, he decided to marry his daughter to him."

The obese woman curled her lips and said, "Master and Madam, I thought they were in the imperial capital, and their family has mud legs like ours now."

The author has something to say: There is another really fragrant person in this city 23333

After receiving the editor's notice, the ancient texts also need to be completed, so the age of the characters should be changed, and the rest will remain the same.