There is space for the married man

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of You Jingshu's eyes, barely using the broom to resist the sticks swung down by the thugs.

The shaft of the broom was made of bamboo, and it burst under the force of the thugs. The bamboo thorns pierced into Wen Lang's palm, and blood immediately flowed down his palm into his sleeve, wetting his sleeve.

With Wen Lang's current body, it was very difficult for him to catch the stick. He grinned evilly, and quickly gave the thug a comforting kick. He didn't have much strength, so he could barely kick the thug away.

"Juhuilou is really good at robbing civilian men in broad daylight. A restaurant owner is so arrogant. Doesn't he take the county magistrate seriously?"

The thugs saw that the man was a brother, and he was not tall, so he was so courageous.

"Hmph, I advise you to obediently marry someone to my young master. Don't offend my master. You won't be able to eat well then, magistrate? That's my master's classmate."

Wen Lang frowned, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Then try it, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, if your master dares to move our house, even if I fight to the death, I will prevent you from opening the Juhui Building." .”

The thug was captured by Wen Lang's eyes, and then woke up this brother, he was afraid of death!

The money matchmaker took the thugs and the 100 taels and left in desperation. The yard was in a mess, and Wen Lang's palms were still bleeding.

You Jingyue lowered her head, her eyes were red, he never thought that things would turn out like this.

"You Jingyue, come here." You Jingshu said coldly.

Hearing You Jingshu's voice without a trace of warmth, You Jingyue was a little apprehensive, clenched her fists, and slowly moved in front of You Jingshu.

You Jingshu didn't say anything, just raised his hand and gave him a slap, which made half of You Jingyue's face flushed. He was already slapped by the thugs, but now it's really symmetrical.

He turned his head to look at You Jingshu in a daze, all the grievances came to his mind at this moment, and he ran out regardless.

"Jingyue!" Song Lingwan shouted in panic.

But You Jingyue didn't stop, and after a while, there was no one around.

You Mingyuan looked at You Jingshu with dull eyes, "Can't you make it right? You have to beat him, he is also for the good of the family."

"He's too impatient." You Jingshu looked at his palm and said in a low voice.

You Mingyuan put on his coat, "I'll go find Jing Yue."

Song Lingwan said worriedly: "You are not well yet, why are you running around, I will go."

"It's all right now, I'm not that weak, you go and comfort the two little ones, I'm afraid they'll be quite frightened being locked up in the room." You Mingyuan walked out as he spoke.

Song Lingwan sighed, and went into the room to appease the two little guys.

Now only You Jingshu and Wen Lang were left at the door of the main room, You Jingshu raised his eyes to look at Wen Lang, and said, "Take out your hand."

Wen Lang shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

You Jingshu made a sudden move and grabbed his wrist. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, when he saw Wen Lang's bloody palm, he still felt a little shivering, "It's so serious, I still hide it."

"Go inside and I'll give you medicine."

Wen Lang thought he hid it well, but he didn't expect that You Jingshu had seen it long ago.

He followed You Jingshu, looked at his back, and thought that You Jingshu was pretty good.

"Hiss—brother, can you be gentle?!" Wen Lang gasped, lowered his voice and said fiercely.

He actually thinks that You Jingshu is quite nice, he is really blind.

You Jingshu gave him a cool look, and said, "Weren't you very brave just now? Why did you feel pain when you took the medicine right now?"

"Hey, what's the matter with you? It's my fault if I save you." Wen Lang gave him an unhappy look.

You Jingshu pursed his lips, lowered his eyebrows and said pleasingly, "I'm sorry, I just don't want anyone to get hurt for someone like me."

"You mean Jingyue?" Wen Lang understood, "Then why are you beating Jingyue?"

"I just don't want him to go to any lengths for money." You Jingshu paused the hand that wiped Wen Lang's medicine, lowered his eyelashes, and said in a low voice.

"Oh, I understand. You want Jingyue to understand that you can't live without a bottom line. A gentleman loves money in a proper way. If you sell your own money, you will never feel at ease for the rest of your life." Wen Lang looked at You Jingshu's eyes. said the eyes.

You Jingshu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he nodded slightly, "Yes."

After Wen Lang treated the wound on his hand, You Jingshu was about to put the gauze and medicine back when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a red mark on Wen Lang's fair and slender neck.

Wen Lang didn't know it at all, and was still admiring You Jingshu's bandaging skills, "I didn't expect you to bandage the wound beautifully, and it looks very professional at first glance."

You Jingshu was stunned for a while, and nodded when he heard this, and said, "Well, I used to go camping and hunting with my classmates and friends, and sometimes I suffered minor injuries, which I took care of myself."

Wen Lang noticed that You Jingshu's eyes had been staring at his neck. He deliberately put his hands on his neckline, making a gesture to take off his clothes, and said shyly, "It's disgusting, it's bright and white, my husband just wants to be ashamed like this." It's embarrassing, hey, I can't do it~"

You Jingshu's face turned blue, probably because Wen Lang was so disgusted, he pointed at his neck and said, "Your neck is bleeding."

Wen Lang raised his hand to wipe it, and there was really blood, "Maybe it was scratched by a cracked bamboo stick."

He tore off the neckline a little, revealing his white and fragile neck, and said to You Jingshu defenselessly, "Please, please handle it by the way, I can't see it myself."

The clarity of the mirror here is not good at all, and Wen Lang didn't think there was any point in asking You Jingshu to help with the wound on his neck, anyway, he and You Jingshu were both men, and You Jingshu said that he would never be interested in him, Naturally, there is nothing to shy away from.

You Jingshu was a little annoyed, did Wen Lang have any self-consciousness as a brother?She actually showed her neck so boldly to a man.

"Hurry up, the blood is going to run dry." Wen Lang exaggeratedly urged.

You Jingshu sighed tiredly, he always felt that Wen Lang did it on purpose, but when he saw Wen Lang's frank eyes, he realized that he was thinking too much.

Quickly helped Wen Lang heal the wound on his neck, You Jingshu withdrew his hand, the back of his hand accidentally touched Wen Lang's neck just now, Wen Lang's skin was very hot, just like his whole body, enthusiastic and warm warmth.

"Thank you for today's matter." You Jingshu put the things away, and thanked Wen Lang solemnly.

He suddenly thanked him so solemnly, Wen Lang was not used to it, and was also a little at a loss, so he spit out four words in a daze: "You're welcome."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and after a long while, You Jingshu took the initiative to say, "I'm afraid this matter will not go well, it's better for you not to go out these days."

Speaking of this, Wen Lang suddenly remembered the reason why he came back so early, and told You Jingshu about it by the way.

"Do you think father will agree?" Wen Lang had already agreed to be called Song Ling Wanniang, so it was logical that he should be called You Mingyuan's father.

It's just that You Jingshu's mood is a little delicate when he suddenly hears Wen Lang shouting.

"Father has free time on weekdays, and he also teaches Yunwei to read and write. He doesn't think that a woman's lack of talent is virtue."

Wen Lang nodded, it was exactly what he thought.

"Then I'll talk to your father later, by the way, how is your plan going?" Wen Lang asked along the way.

A storm was brewing in You Jingshu's eyes, and after a while, he said calmly, "It's almost there."

Wen Lang looked at him slightly in surprise, You Jingshu had never given him a definite answer before, and what he said now meant a promise.

"What?" You Jingshu saw that Wen Lang had been staring at him in a daze, and asked.

"It's okay...it's just a little strange, why did you suddenly figure it out?" Wen Lang paused, and still asked out the doubts in his heart.

"If it wasn't for my incompetence and depression all day long, how could the burden of the family fall on Jing Yue? He used to be so proud of himself, but now..." You Jingshu's eyes were cracked, and he clenched his teeth after speaking, fist Hold tightly.

He understands impotent anger best, it is useless, if he wants to get out of the predicament, he can only get stronger, he doesn't know how long it will take, anyway, what he has to do now is to take the first step.

Wen Lang didn't know how to comfort him, so he obeyed his heart, squatted down, put his hand on the back of his hand, looked into his dark eyes and said, "I'll help you."

At this moment, it was as if there was a gust of fresh wind, wrapped in sunshine, blowing through You Jingshu's heart.

"it is good."

……

In the evening, You Mingyuan brought You Jingyue back. You Jingyue's eyes were red, probably from crying.

You Mingyuan patted his arm and encouraged him, "Go, don't you have something to say to your mother?"

You Jingyue met Song Lingwan's worried and concerned eyes, her nose was sour, and she wanted to cry again.

"Mother..." He called out with a choked voice, and Song Lingwan was so distressed that she quickly pulled him into her arms.

Wen Lang walked to You Mingyuan's side and said, "Father, I have something to tell you."

When You Mingyuan nodded in agreement, he noticed his hand wrapped in gauze, "Why did you get hurt?"

"It's okay, just a little injury." Wen Lang smiled and waved his hands.

"It's a trivial matter. You just don't take yourself too seriously, so cherish yourself." You Mingyuan patted his head and said lovingly.

"Hmm." Wen Lang lowered his head a little embarrassedly.

The two entered the room together, Wen Lang poured water for You Mingyuan, and then sat down to discuss serious matters with him.

You Mingyuan never thought that Wen Lang would secretly help him and You Jingshu find work, and he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

"Brother Lang..." He opened his mouth, but he couldn't find anything else to express his mood at this time except thank you, but for Wen Lang, it was completely natural to always say thank you to him.

"Father won't say thank you to you."

Wen Lang held up the tentacles, "There's nothing to be thankful for at first."

"I don't mind teaching Miss Wang Yuan's family, but I'm wearing a sinful body, and I'm afraid they will mind." You Mingyuan expressed his concerns.

"I don't think so. I heard from the servant of the Wang family that Ms. Wang admires you the most. The family has collected a lot of your calligraphy and painting articles. If you really become her teacher, she may not be too happy." Wen Wen Lang explained.

You Mingyuan felt relieved now, and when he talked about running a school, he thought it was a good thing to benefit the country and the people, and it should continue.Wen Lang told him what Li Zheng told him, You Mingyuan frowned, and told Wen Lang the reason why the school would be abandoned.

Only then did Wen Lang suddenly remember that You Jingshu had another uncle, and he had been bullied by You Jingshu's cousin.

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