There is space for the married man

Wen Lang was startled, he thought it was a dead person, and was about to hug Cong Cong, when he saw the man's fingers move slightly.

Still alive!

Wen Lang quickly squatted down and dug up the soil, cleverly seeing that Wen Lang dug up the soil as well, revealing the true face of the buried person in a short while.

It's Fang Liuer.

His face was ashen, his lips were white, and he looked like he was about to die.

Wen Lang really didn't expect the Fang family to be so ruthless that they would bury someone in a random place before they died.

But if Fang Liuer is rescued, he doesn't know what kind of trouble it will cause Youjia.

He focused his attention, Fang Liuer asked: "Fang Liuer, do you want to live?"

Fang Liu'er was so angry that she opened her mouth. Wen Lang bent down and heard a faint voice: "Save...help me..."

Since he still had the desire to survive, Wen Lang naturally would not refuse to save Fang Liuer. He held Fang Liu'er by the back of his head and fed him some spiritual spring.

"Smart, go and call someone over."

Clever drank a lot of spiritual springs, and was more human than ordinary animals. Hearing this, he ran to the main road, and after a while, he chased two men over.

"This is Master You's dog, why are you chasing us?" The slightly taller man asked without knowing why.

Wen Lang heard the voice and stood up, "You two uncles, please do me a favor."

The two men looked at each other when they saw Wen Lang standing up from the haystack.

……

"Hey, the Fang family is really cruel. They heard that they still have a breath, so they just buried them in the wasteland."

"This is murder! There are such vicious people in our village."

"Stop interacting with Fang's family in the future, even if you dare to kill someone, there is nothing you dare not do."

"Fang Liu'er is really suffering. I'm afraid I won't be able to save her."

"Youjia Fulang is really kind."

Youjia's yard was surrounded by people, stretching their necks to look at the situation inside.

When Dr. Zhang was sent out, he still thought it was amazing that Fang Liu'er was still looking like he was about to die before, how could he recover a lot after being buried in the soil for a while and dug out.

As soon as he came out, the villagers surrounded him and asked, "Doctor Zhang, is Fang Liuer dying?"

"Yeah, the injury was so serious, and I don't know how long it was buried."

Dr. Zhang pushed aside the crowd and said, "Fang Liu Erfu has a great life, as long as he survives tonight, his life will be taken back."

When the villagers heard this, it was terrible. Fang Liuer was so injured, but she was still saved. Is it because of Dr. Zhang's wonderful hand, or is Fang Liuer blessed by God?

Of course, some people didn't believe what Doctor Zhang said, thinking that Fang Liu'er was so injured and buried in the soil, covered with bad luck, that Doctor Zhang was bragging about how he might survive.

"Hey, what a poor child." Song Lingwan wiped off the mud and blood on Fang Liu'er's face, and changed into clean clothes with You Jingyue before coming out of You Jingyue's room.

"It's too much!" You Jingyue really didn't expect such a vicious person to exist in this world.

"Father, can we report to the officials?" You Jingyue looked at You Mingyuan and asked.

You Mingyuan patted his head, it's not that he doesn't want to help Fang Liuer, but Fang Liuer is Fang's family after all, and the younger generation will tell the elders that no matter whose fault it is, it will ruin Fang Liuer's reputation. It's hard, not to mention, it's hard for an upright official to decide on housework, and people in the yamen have always been unwilling to take care of such troublesome things.

Usually it's just muddy, just say a few words, but in the end it's Fang Liu'er who suffers.

Seeing You Mingyuan's expression, You Jingyue knew that he was thinking too simply. He looked at his hand dejectedly, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Wen Lang patted him on the back and said, "Let's not talk about the Fang family's reasons for now. The key is Fang Liuer himself. If he can stand up, he won't be bullied by the Fang family like this."

His opponent, Liu'er, was not as pitiful as You Jingyue, and more of a mourner for his misfortune and anger for his indisputability.

Fang Liu'er became hot at night, and You Jingyue was so frightened that she ran to knock on the doors of Wen Lang and You Jingshu.

"What should I do? Is he dying?" After all, You Jingyue is still young, Fang Liuer sleeps in his bed, and he lays the floor next to him. It's not too cold in summer. He was sleeping soundly, but he heard a few voices coming from the bed. With an uncomfortable sound, he got up and saw that Fang Liuer was almost burnt out, and suddenly panicked.

"It's okay, don't worry, go get a basin of cold water and bring over a handkerchief." Putting on his coat, Wen Lang looked at Fang Liu'er and said to You Jingyue.

You Jingyue nodded and hurried out.

Wen Lang took advantage of him to go out and fed Fang Liu'er the spiritual spring.

He applied Fang Liu'er's forehead with a wrung wet handkerchief, and his fever subsided after a short while.

"Is he alright?" You Jingyue asked nervously.

"En." Wen Lang nodded.

You Jingyue swallowed her saliva, a little afraid to stay here, he was afraid that if Fang Liu'er disappeared and he was left alone, it would be so scary.

Wen Lang yawned, gathered his clothes, and walked outside.

Seeing that he was about to leave, You Jingyue grabbed the hem of his clothes, "I... can I go to the room where you and your eldest brother make a bed?"

Wen Lang narrowed his eyes, seeing You Jingyue's face flushed, he smiled and joked, "Are you scared?"

You Jingyue's face turned even redder immediately, and he poked his neck and said, "Who... Who's scared! I didn't."

"That's it, then I'll go back to sleep, your elder brother is still waiting for me." Wen Lang said intentionally.

This time, Jingyue not only blushed, but her neck and ears were all red.

He is an older brother who sleeps in his elder brother's sister-in-law's room. It seems that it is not good and disturbs them.

Thinking of this, You Jingyue, who returned rationally, let go of her hand.

Seeing this, Wen Lang didn't tease him again, "Let's go, you're so timid."

"Forget it, forget it, it's not good." You Jingyue also remembered that he was already 17 years old, he was no longer a child, he should just make do with it for the night, anyway, Wen Lang said that Fang Liuer was fine, so it shouldn't be all of a sudden... …

"Really not going?" Wen Lang asked again.

You Jingyue shook her head, and sat down on the bench, "I'd better stay and take care of him, and I can call you guys if anything happens."

Going back from You Jingyue's room, Wen Lang stepped over You Jingshu, turned over and lay down.

"How is it?" You Jingshu woke up just now, and now he is not asleep.

"The high fever has subsided." Wen Lang responded in a low voice, he suddenly remembered You Jingyue's appearance just now, and laughed out loud.

"What's the matter?" You Jingshu asked suspiciously, what kind of happy things can he think of in this big night.

Wen Lang told him what happened just now, and the corners of You Jingshu's lips twitched slightly, and said, "He was quite afraid of these things since he was a child, probably because he heard too many ghost stories when he was a child."

"Is there any servant in your family who dares to tell him the story of the ghost?" Wen Lang's first reaction was that the servant told You Jingyue. After all, neither Song Lingwan nor You Mingyuan seemed like people who would do such a thing.

You Jingshu shook his head and said, "No, I told him."

This answer obviously surprised Wen Lang, he couldn't see that Jing Shu was still so naive.

Probably because Wen Lang's eyes were too straightforward, You Jingshu coughed in embarrassment, and said, "For a while, I liked reading stories about supernatural beings."

"Fox fairy and scholar?" Wen Lang asked subconsciously.

You Jingshu was a little embarrassed. At that time, he was at the age of exuberant curiosity. His classmates lent him many interesting books.

After he read it, he told You Jingyue that You Jingyue's young mind was subjected to black and white impermanence all day long, so he changed his medicine and changed his head... Later, it was Song Lingwan who found out that something was wrong with You Jingyue, and then followed the vine to catch You Jing's not doing a proper job, and it was good-looking Idle books, and then I was taught a lesson by his mother.

Wen Lang saw his expression looking at Xiao Huang Wen being caught, and couldn't help feeling interested. He raised his upper body and said, "Hahaha, it turns out that good students also secretly read idle books."

"Isn't the story of Hongxiu Tianxiang very interesting?"

You Jingshu turned his back and said in a low voice, "That's young and ignorant, I haven't watched it for a long time."

Wen Lang leaned over on purpose, grabbed his back and said, "What's the matter, I'm not making fun of you."

You Jingshu moved his shoulders, pushed his hand down, Wen Lang picked it up again, and whispered in his ear, "Have you read "Liao Zhai"?"

You Jingshu ignored him, Wen Lang knew that he was not asleep, so he talked about it on his own, "It's so beautiful, there are many wonderful stories in it, I'll tell you one."

Then Wen Lang told You Jingshu the story of "Painted Skin". You Jingshu didn't want to listen to it at first, but when he listened, he became more and more fascinated. Shu turned his body sideways and listened carefully.

Seeing this, Wen Lang smiled, deliberately elongated his tone, and said, "The king went to chase the Taoist priest before he was alive, and asked him to help eliminate ghosts..."

When You Jingshu heard that Wang Sheng was disembowelled by the ghost, he couldn't help frowning, and turned around, "Is he really dead?"

"Guess." Wen Lang made a fool of himself and didn't say it directly.

"There should be a turning point later." You Jingshu guessed.

Wen Lang smiled and didn't answer. He glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's time to go to bed. It should be clear in a while."

You Jingshu was just aroused by him, and he said that he was going to sleep again, and he felt like a cat scratching his heart, but he couldn't bear to let Wen Lang continue to tell him, so he could only hold back and pursed his lips , looking unhappy.

Wen Lang yawned, and said inarticulately, "If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down."

Then as soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

He fell asleep, You Jingshu was still thinking in his mind, it would not be a pity that the king died, he obviously had a wife at home, but he was also greedy for beauty, and the golden house hides the beauty.

Because of his parents raising the eyebrows, You Jingshu has never liked to hang out with people who are connected with flowers, and his classmates also know his temperament, and never dare to ask him to drink flower wine together, let alone drink flower wine, even singers dare not Yell, every time I get together with You Jingshu, the scene is as serious as it needs to be.

But where did Wen Lang hear these stories?

Thinking of this, You Jingshu became even more curious about Wen Lang's so-called adventure.

In the early morning of the next day, Fang Liuer woke up. Knowing that it was Wen Lang who saved him, she rolled off the bed and wanted to kowtow to Wen Lang. Wen Lang almost jumped up in fright.

"You don't need to do such a big gift, you can take care of your wounds." Wen Lang said as he helped him up.

"Thank you benefactor, great kindness, I am willing to repay you like a cow or a horse." Fang Liuer said firmly, holding Wen Lang's hand.

"It's not that serious..." Wen Lang helped him back, thinking in his heart, if Fang Liu'er could be used, he could keep him. It just so happened that he was planning to open a shop, and it would be nice to have a confidant, of course. The premise is that Fang Liuer is clear.

……

Luo Lao Wu waited for a few days, and finally got the young master Hou. Before the young master of the Yuan family ordered someone to rob Wen Lang, he never thought that stealing the chicken would turn out to be a waste of money. Then he thought that a brother could be so cruel and life-threatening. An arrow pierced the man's leg.

Since then, Mr. Yuan and Laowu Luo have been thinking about how to take revenge. Luo Laowu mentioned Hou Caijie, the young son of the magistrate's family, and wanted to persuade Mr. Yuan to seek help from Mr. Hou to vent his anger.

Luo Laowu also has a little friendship with Mr. Hou, but this friendship is entirely because he has been a dog for Mr. Hou for a while. I heard that Mr. Hou's father liked to collect the paintings and calligraphy of the former prime minister the most, and I heard that the paintings and calligraphy of the former prime minister are valuable. Qianjin, this is how he concluded that You Mingyuan's paintings and calligraphy were fake, and then hit You Mingyuan.

Mr. Yuan is different from Mr. Luo, one is a young master and the other is a slave. If you want to ask Mr. Hou for help, it is naturally safer for Mr. Yuan to come forward, not to mention hearing that Mr. Yuan's father and Mr. Hou's father were classmates .

Mr. Yuan had already agreed, but Luo Laowu found out the news about Young Master Hou with great difficulty, and immediately sent someone to find Mr. Yuan. He never thought that Mr. Yuan's sick younger brother would suddenly go mad. Just tortured to death a brother who looked very similar to You Jingyue, and made a fuss about wanting You Jingyue again, so Mr. Yuan hurried back to appease his younger brother.

Luo Laowu had no choice but to bite the bullet and find Master Hou, hoping that Master Hou would still remember him.

Fortunately, he was lucky, Young Master Hou was imprisoned by his father for several days before, and he was finally released today. As soon as Luo Lao Wu appeared and said that he was taking him to have fun, Young Master Hou went happily after hearing that .

After serving Young Master Hou happily, Luo Laowu talked about Wen Lang emphatically. He knew that Young Master Hou was not related to him, and he would not carelessly meddle in his business, so he deliberately pointed the finger at You Mingyuan's fake paintings and calligraphy superior.

When Young Master Hou heard this, it was okay. His father loved to collect the calligraphy and paintings of former prime ministers, and someone dared to blatantly make fakes on his father's site. Luo Lao Wu helped him stand out and was humiliated. The face of his Hou family.

So Master Hou patted the table, "I want to see, which brother dares to be so arrogant! What is a Wang family, I want him to know that my Hou family is Wang Fa here!"

Luo Lao Wu lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips, "Master Hou is right."

Wen Lang, just wait, if you don't let your bowels regret, my surname is not Luo!

……

After Fang Liuer woke up, Lizheng came over to visit him, talked to him for a while, and asked him about his future plans.

Fang Liu'er pursed her lips and said, "Lizheng, I have already died once, so that life should be regarded as repaying the grace of birth."

When Li Zheng heard it, he understood Fang Liuer's meaning, which meant breaking off the relationship with Fang's family.

It is true that the Fang family has gone too far, and he can't persuade them too much, "Don't worry, I will tell them not to trouble you with the Fang family. It is not easy to get your life back, so live a good life in the future. There are still a few vacant houses at the end of the village, although they are a bit dilapidated, they can still accommodate people after tidying up, and I will ask the villagers to help clean up and repair them in a while."

"Thank you, Li Zheng." Fang Liu'er was about to jump out of bed and kowtow to Li Zheng.

Li Zheng hurriedly supported him, "There is no need to perform such a big ceremony, you take good care of your health, I will go back first."

"Well, thank you, Lizheng." Fang Liuer's mouth was full of words of thanks, Lizheng shook her head, and felt a sigh of relief, what a good child, it's a pity that Fang's family tortured her like this.

Fang Liuer was not in good health yet, so she rushed to help Song Lingwan with work, Song Lingwan hurriedly asked him to lie down, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, so it's better to lie down."

Fang Liuer had the nerve to eat and drink for nothing at other people's house, "Mrs. You, I'm really fine."

"The little face is so pale, and she said it's okay." Song Lingwan saw that he was about the same age as You Jingyue, and was thin. When changing his clothes, his back was full of old injuries. It looked like he had been beaten with a stick, so she was naturally very upset. take pity on him.

Wen Lang came in from the outside and said, "It's good for you to heal your injury, and you have to do some work. Now that you're tossing around like this, if it gets worse, wouldn't it be a waste of money for medicine?"

When Fang Liuer heard this, she obediently lay down for a while, and even took the initiative to pull the quilt to cover herself.

Wen Lang couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, he was really an honest boy.

"Why did you tell him this?" Song Lingwan pulled Wen Lang and said in a low voice, they didn't help Fang Liuer to repay him.

Wen Lang smiled and said, "Mother, don't tell him that, he'll have to get up later."

Song Lingwan suddenly realized, pinched the tip of Wen Lang's nose, and said, "You clever ghost."

"Jingyue and I went to turn over the vegetable field at the back just now, and we plan to grow some vegetables." Wen Lang hadn't touched a hoe for a long time, and his palms were burned red. Fortunately, the vegetable field was not big, and he and You Jingyue were separated from each other. It was over in a while.

"Your father and I have also discussed it, and we plan to buy some land later." Song Lingwan also thought about it. It's not okay for a big family to buy rice all the time. Now that they have returned to Linxi Village, they should buy some land. In the future, it would be easier to talk to You Jingyue about their relationship. You Jingyue and You Yunwei are going to get married. After all, the man's family does not value land as much as the woman's family.

Because of You Mingyuan's incident, three generations of their family were not allowed to take the imperial examination. Even if they don't know how to farm now, they will have to deal with farming in the future.

"Your father is still young and capable. In a few years, Yang Yang will grow up too. You don't need to buy a big field, just enough for the whole family to eat." Song Lingwan told Wen Lang the result of her discussion with You Mingyuan.

Wen Lang understood their thoughts very well, but what he thought differently from Song Lingwan and his wife was that You Jingshu's leg was about to heal, and there would be a lot of labor in the family in the future, and it would not be a loss to buy land. The area is planted with potatoes and tomatoes.

"Then hurry up, everyone is busy planting rice seedlings, we can't fall behind." Wen Lang said.

"Your father and I said the same thing." After Song Lingwan and Wen Lang said a few words, Yu Sanniang came over from the next door and shared some embroidery work with Song Lingwan.

"Mrs. You, you can't live here. There are many empty rooms in my house, and Haohao doesn't come back often. Why don't you let Liu'er live in my house." When Yu Sanniang entered the room, she glanced at the room and said to Song Lingwan .

Song Lingwan was really worried about this matter, and when Yu Sanniang brought it up, she asked, "Will it disturb you?"

Yu Sanniang smiled and said, "There's no need to bother me. I live alone at home, and I'm worried that no one will talk to me."

"Liu'er is also pitiful. She is a good child, but she is too honest and has been bullied by the Fang family." Yu Sanniang also watched Fang Liuer grow up. Fang Liuer was only 17 years old, and was tortured to death by the Fang family. After walking around, You Hao was gone, and even a fever would make her feel distressed for a long time.

"Then let me tell Liu'er that this child is sensitive, so we have to tell him clearly so as not to hurt his heart." Song Lingwan patted Yu Sanniang's hand and said.

"That's the reason." Yu Sanniang nodded in agreement.

So that night, Fang Liuer moved to Yu Sanniang's house.

A woman with a broken mouth asked Yu Sanniang if she wanted to marry Fang Liuer home to You Hao as her husband, but Yu Sanniang spat on her, and her face turned pale with anger.

Fang Liu'er heard this, and said with a pale face: "Auntie, why don't I go, don't let people misunderstand you and Brother You Hao."

"We are not afraid of the slanting shadow. What are we afraid of? Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and it is better than those who like to make sarcastic remarks." Yu Sanniang also followed You Hao to read some words in her early years, and it makes sense A set is a set.

Dazed to say those women who have broken mouths, their faces turn green and white.

Fang Liuer secretly remembers the love between Yu Sanniang, mother and son. When he picked up the rabbit and couldn't find a place to sell it in the town, it was You Hao who helped him sell the rabbit to Caiyuan Building. He was extra careful when he came out of Caiyuan Building, he was afraid of being seen gossiping about You Hao, if his family heard it, they would definitely blackmail You Hao.

The moonlight was bright, and Wen Lang went to the vegetable field with a hoe on his shoulder. While digging the ground, he watered the diluted spiritual spring. It would be a piece of fertile land before long.

He went back in the moonlight, You Jingshu had just taken a shower, his long black hair was hanging over his shoulders, and the wet hair wet his thin coat, revealing his porcelain-white skin like jade.

Standing at the door, Wen Lang couldn't help staring blankly.

Once he was looking at You Jing's eyes, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Cough, have you taken a shower?" Wen Lang was at a loss for words.

"En." You Jingshu still answered coldly.

Wen Lang took a change of clothes and hurried out to take a shower.

At night, when the two were lying on the bed, Wen Lang could smell the faint fragrance from You Jingshu's body. It didn't smell like saponin. nice smell.

He didn't notice that he was stretching his neck to sniff Jing Shu's neck like a disciple.

As soon as You Jingshu turned his head to ask him the continuation of last night's story, the tip of his nose bumped into Wen Lang's.

Wen Lang's eyes widened. It was the first time for him to look at You Jingshu from such a close distance. He was so close that he could see You Jingshu's thick and slender eyelashes clearly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings. Can ordinary people have such long eyelashes?

All of a sudden, Wen Lang's mind was filled with all kinds of weird thoughts.

You Jingshu was the first to react, and stepped back, "What are you doing so close to me?"

"Accidentally..." Wen Lang naturally couldn't say that he was fascinated by the fragrance of You Jingshu.

After a strange silence, Wen Lang brought up a long-lost topic, "Did you like Wen Pingting before?"

This name is too long for You Jingshu, it seems to be something from a previous life, but in fact it has not been too long, he frowned, not understanding why Wen Lang wanted to mention this person.

"I don't like it." He replied truthfully.

Wen Lang turned to look at him and said, "She's your fiancee, you two have met before."

"I've seen it, not many times." You Jingshu didn't have any special feelings for Wen Pingting, but this person was his fiancée since childhood, so after they got married, he would naturally treat Wen Pingting wholeheartedly. It's best to be able to cultivate feelings, but if you can't, at least it's good to respect each other as guests.

Their family didn't have the habit of taking concubines. If he married Wen Pingting, he would naturally devote himself to her, but it's a pity that he didn't care too much.

Wen Lang finally understood, cooperating with You Jingshu looked mature, and the love hadn't started yet.

He patted You Jingshu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, with your conditions, you will definitely be able to find a girl you like in the future."

You Jingshu looked at him, and after a long silence, he said, "Don't you think it's strange to say such things in your capacity?"

Wen Lang didn't understand, so, "What's so strange?"

"You are my husband now." You Jingshu looked at him and said almost word for word.