There is space for the married man

Wen Lang took the 30 taels paid by Luo Laowu, and did not immediately go to Huichuntang, but went to redeem Song Lingwan's hairpin first. Although he didn't know the story of this hairpin, it was because Youjia was so poor. However, Song Lingwan did not sell this hairpin, which is enough to see that this hairpin means a lot to her.

At first, Wen Lang didn't have any money, so he had no choice but to pawn the hairpin. Now that he had money, he naturally wanted to redeem the hairpin. Originally, the pawnshop clerk wanted to play tricks, but Wen Lang's eyes turned cold , slapped the money on the table, and said, "Do you know Guanshi Liu from Yuanlai Casino?"

When the buddy heard this, who doesn't know Guanshi Liu? From what this little brother said, could it be that he knows Guanshi Liu?

He wanted to ask, but when he met Wen Lang's stern eyes, he shrank his neck immediately. He was sure that he was someone he couldn't offend, so he quickly returned the hairpin to Wen Lang.

Wen Lang put the hairpin in his arms and walked towards Huichun Hall. You Mingyuan was still awake when he passed by. When You Jingyue saw him, she blamed him with red eyes, "Where did you go?"

"Going to collect debts." Wen Lang threw the remaining 20 taels of silver to You Jingyue. It was a cloth bag. You Jingyue didn't understand what was in it at first, but when she opened it, it was a full 20 taels. The bag was thrown away.

"You... Where did you get the money?" You Jingyue looked at Wen Lang in surprise.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm in debt. The money here is the medical expenses and mental damage paid by Luo Lao Wu to you and Uncle You, as well as the losses that cannot be shared in the next few days." Wen Lang I didn't tell You Jingyue that it was actually 30 taels, and there were still ten taels to redeem your mother's hairpin. Talking about it would only increase You Jingyue's troubles.

"You...how did you come?" You Jingyue was so shocked that her tongue tied up, and she looked at Wen Lang in a daze.

Luo Laowu looked like a bastard at first glance, how could such a person come to Wen Lang to ask for it, and he would just give it to him without hesitation.

His mind was full of questions, but he was also afraid that Wen Lang would do something stupid for the money.

Seeing the thoughtful expression on his face, Wen Lang explained: "Don't worry, the money came in a fair manner. When Uncle You recovers from his injury, he will kowtow to Uncle You and you in the street to apologize."

"What... what?!" You Jingyue was dumbfounded, thinking that there was something wrong with her ears.

"You're telling the truth?" You Jingyue reconfirmed in disbelief.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, just wait." Having said that, Wen Lang stopped talking about the topic, but talked about the next arrangement.

"I asked the doctor just now, and the doctor said that Uncle You is still awake and cannot move around at will. I will stay here to guard him today. You will go back and report to your mother and the others later." Wen Lang had already lived in his last life. For 25 years, seeing that You Jingyue was an underage younger brother, he was naturally worried about letting him stay here alone to guard You Mingyuan.

What's more, You Jingyue is still a brother. Although Wen Lang looks like a man, but to others, he is equivalent to a woman. In addition, You Jingyue has a beautiful appearance, which is exactly the kind of brother who is sought after by others. It's much more dangerous than Wen Lang's appearance to stay outside at night.

Wen Lang's appearance is very similar to that of his previous life. He hasn't bloomed now, which is enough to tell that he must have been handsome in the past. According to his appearance as an adult in his previous life, he should be considered ordinary or even ugly as a brother in the Da'an Dynasty. Brother's aesthetics are neutral, preferably androgynous beauty, Wen Lang looks sunny and handsome when he is an adult, and there are many men and women who chase after him.

You Jingyue wanted to refuse. In his opinion, Wen Lang was an outsider after all. There was no reason to do so much for their family, and there was no reason to stay on his father's hospital bed for him. What's more, he was taller than Wen Lang, and There is no problem with self-defense if you know how to work hard. Naturally, it is safer to stay by yourself.

"I'm older than you, listen to me, it's not dark yet, go back quickly, if you see a donkey cart going back to the village on the road, just take it, you don't need to save two pennies." Wen Lang urged.

Hearing Wen Lang's instructions, You Jingyue seemed to see the shadow of his eldest brother in him again, it was really strange, he actually thought Wen Lang was very reliable.

You Jingyue couldn't shirk it, so she could only agree to go back to report safety first, Wen Lang took out a small bag of candy from his arms, put it in his palm, "Take it back and share it with Yunwei Yangyang."

"Your elder brother definitely doesn't like it, so I won't give it to him." Wen Lang didn't know whether You Jingshu liked candy or not, he said that on purpose, anyway, You Jingshu was so pushy, he definitely didn't bother to eat the candy he gave him.

"My elder brother really doesn't like sweets." You Jingyue said in his heart, he didn't expect Wen Lang to know his elder brother so well, even his taste, did he take his elder brother to heart?

Was he being too fierce to Wen Lang?It seems that this little sister-in-law is not bad?

Naturally, Wen Lang didn't know that he had made a mistake, which changed You Jingyue's view of him a lot, and even gradually began to accept herself as his sister-in-law.

As soon as You Jingyue walked out of the Huichun Hall, she met Matchmaker Qian on the street. The matchmaker came here after hearing the news. Song Lingwan couldn't make sense here. She had to break through from You Jingyue. If You Jingyue was determined to marry, Song Lingwan would not Can't stop.

The Juhui Building has looked for her several times, and said that if it fails, it will be replaced.

When Matchmaker Qian heard it, how could this work? If it was said that it became Juhuilou but promised a big gift, how could the cooked duck make it fly away.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Yue? Do you remember me? I'm Qian Matchmaker." Qian Matchmaker smiled and said to You Jingyue courteously.

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Sitting in the medical hall, Wen Lang chatted with the shop assistants, and said casually: "I heard that the young master of Juhui Building is recovering, and the family is trying to marry him, and I don't know which genius doctor it is. so smart."

The guy chatted with Wen Lang also hit it off, and sold the young master of Juhuilou with a few words.

"What's good, it hasn't been good all the time, it's the pulse that our doctor Wu gave."

"Oh? No matter what I heard, I kept saying it's great." Wen Lang showed doubts.

The man looked around and said in a low voice, "It's alright, his illness is not cough and fever, just take some medicine."

When Wen Lang heard this, he became even more curious, "So what's wrong with that young master?"

The buddy looked embarrassed, looked at Wen Lang, with a strange expression on his face, "I can't tell, brother, don't ask too many questions, it's dirty ears."

Hearing his words, Wen Lang wondered in his heart, could it be Hualiu disease?Didn't it mean that the young master of Juhuilou has been bedridden and rarely goes out? How could he suffer from this disease.

Could it be...that place is not working?

Wen Lang waved to the buddy and expressed his guess.

The buddy looked at him in astonishment, wondering how Wen Lang would know, but at the same time feeling that this little brother was really bold.

Seeing the guy's expression, Wen Lang still didn't understand.

"If that's the case, won't he harm others by marrying a wife and taking concubines." Wen Lang said with his chin propped up.

"Little brother, you don't know something. The young master of Juhuilou, when he was a teenager, took too much medicine to add to the fun, and fell into this disease. After a long time of this disease, he developed psychological problems. I listened to Dr. Wu. Yaotong said, the young master in Juhuilou has played with dead people a lot."

"I heard that this time, his family deliberately found a marriage for him in order to make him feel at ease, and paid a lot of money. It's more like buying than marrying. If you play with your life in the future, you don't have to be afraid of causing trouble. "

Wen Lang's eyes darkened when he heard that, and he said that it was only 100 taels, so there was no such thing as such a good thing.

It turned out that the 100 taels were not money for concubines, but money for life.

Fortunately, Aunt Song gritted her teeth and refused, if she really sent You Jingyue to such a family, she might not come back with her life.

That night, You Mingyuan woke up, took the medicine, and fell asleep again.

In the early morning of the second day, You Mingyuan woke up again, feeling much better. After the doctor took his pulse, he asked him to cultivate himself in the near future, otherwise he would easily fall into the root cause of the disease in the future.

After making sure that You Mingyuan was fine, Wen Lang took the medicine bag and the round-grained rice and meat he bought, called a donkey cart, and sent the two of them back to Linxi Village.

The car bumped, You Mingyuan was dizzy, and vomited twice on the way, and finally got home after tossing.

As soon as Song Lingwan saw You Mingyuan's haggard appearance, her eyes turned red, and she hurried forward to help him.

"It's okay, it's just that it looks scary, don't worry, madam." You Mingyuan patted the back of Song Lingwan's hand lightly, comforting him.

"You scared me to death, and you told me not to worry." Song Lingwan couldn't help wiping her tears with a handkerchief when she heard this.

"It's my husband's fault, let me reflect on it." You Mingyuan followed Song Lingwan's words, and Wen Lang couldn't help feeling that Uncle You is really a model of a good man.

Helping You Mingyuan into the room to lie down, Song Lingwan wiped away her tears and said to Wen Lang, "Have you had breakfast? Thanks for your hard work."

"No, it's just that Uncle You ate it this morning and just vomited again on the road. Aunt Song will make some porridge for Uncle You. I just bought some japonica rice." Wen Lang lifted the cloth bag in his hand and showed it to Song Lingwan.

Song Lingwan thought that he was spending the money for selling hairpins, so she didn't blame him for being extravagant, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can eat some more, and go to the house to catch up on sleep. You didn't sleep well after watching over your Uncle You last night. "

Wen Lang originally wanted to refuse. He had breakfast and was really not hungry at the moment, but seeing Song Lingwan's gentle eyes, he swallowed the words again and smiled, "Okay."

Now You Jingyue and the twins went to the foot of the mountain to collect firewood as usual, Song Lingwan and You Jingshu were the only ones at home, when Wen Lang opened the door and entered, You Jingshu was really awake.

"My father's matter, thank you." You Jingshu sat in a wheelchair, the yellow line in the room was a little dim.

"You're welcome, Uncle You is a good person, so you don't have to worry about it. I only do this because he is kind to Aunt Song, and I just reciprocate." Wen Lang dug out a set of clean clothes from his dowry box. All valuables were stolen by the servant, leaving only some insignificant clothes.

Wen Lang planned to go to the mountain to soak in the hot springs for a while, but it was still early and it wasn't hot yet, so soaking in the hot springs for a while was the most comfortable way to relieve fatigue.

He was about to step out the door when he heard You Jingshu's voice, "Am I useless?"