There is space for the married man

Wen Lang rubbed his eyes, closed the ledger, yawned and walked to the bed.

This year passed so fast, before he knew it, it was already January, and his birthday had already passed, and he was too busy during that time, so he really didn't notice this problem.

His birthday is in November, You Jingyue is a little younger than him, and her birthday is in December, but December is busier than November, and You Jingyue didn't celebrate her birthday this year, so let's wait until next year, when everything will stabilize, can spare time.

"When is your birthday?" Wen Lang asked You Jingshu who was taking off his coat.

You Jingshu paused and said, "September 23, what's wrong?"

Wen Lang said regretfully, "It's over."

"Well, speaking of it, Yunwei and Yangyang's birthdays are in the new year, the third day of the first lunar month." You Jingshu took off his clothes, shoes and socks, and sat on the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

"Aren't their birthdays very lively every year?" Wen Lang's birthday is Lidong. When he was a child, he lived with his grandfather. Every year on his birthday, his grandfather would make him a bowl of longevity noodles with an egg inside. Although life was poor , but that was undoubtedly the warmest memory in the previous life for Wen Lang.

On the contrary, he was taken to a big city by his biological father, lived in a luxury house and drove a luxury car, but no one remembered his birthday.

"Well, on their birthdays in previous years, many people in the family would come to celebrate their birthdays, and the presents could be unwrapped from the third day to the eighth day." You Jingshu said as he recalled the original scene in his mind, it was indeed lively Extraordinary, at that time no one would have imagined that their family would end up in the situation they are in today.

"Then we will hold a birthday party for them this year." Wen Lang turned his head and said to You Jingshu.

"It doesn't need to be so extravagant, and it's not appropriate. It's fine for the family to have a meal together." You Jingshu didn't deliberately pour cold water on Lang Lang, but that their family had just been demoted, or even less than a year ago, and they had a big feast. , I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion from the imperial capital again.

Hearing what he said, Wen Lang quickly figured out the joints, "That's right, I really want to come out as soon as I come out."

You Jingshu shook his head, looked at him softly, and said, "You are also thinking about them, but it's not appropriate."

The two talked for a while, Wen Lang yawned sleepily, with tears in the corners of his eyes, "I'm asleep, good night."

You Jingshu got up and blew out the candles, then lay down again, looking at Wen Lang's back, he said softly, "I have nothing to do with Miss Miaomiao, she belongs to the Fifth Prince."

Wen Lang, who was already drowsy, suddenly woke up. He turned his head and turned to look at You Jingshu, "Fifth Prince?"

"Well, I studied with the princes in the early years, and I got along best with the fifth prince among them. This time when something happened at home, it was thanks to his help that our family was able to reach Linxi Village safely. It's really not easy to spare my spare energy to help me, Miss Miaomiao is his person." You Jingshu explained softly.

Wen Lang's mind froze for a moment, so he misunderstood?Still jealous? !

"But...but she doesn't seem to be interested in you." Wen Lang remembered what You Yunwei said today, that Miaomiao bumped into You Jingshu's arms. In front of Jing Shu's mother, bumping into You Jingshu's arms?

You Jingshu was blocked by Wen Lang, he actually didn't intend to tell Wen Lang this point, after all Miaomiao's existence was not worth Wen Lang's trouble.

He sighed and said, "Well, she told me that she admires me."

really!

Wen Lang subconsciously gritted his teeth.

I couldn't help but feel sour, thinking that a man and a woman are really a match made in heaven.

"However, I have sternly refused a long time ago, and I have also told the Fifth Prince that I will never meet Miss Miaomiao again. Today is just an accident." You Jingshu leaned forward, staring into Wen Lang's eyes in the dark .

It's not that you can't see your fingers in the dark of night, Wen Lang can see You Jing's faintly visible facial features through the hazy moonlight.

"Genius and beauty, it just happens to be a good story, don't you really think about it?" Wen Lang muttered, feeling as sour as if he had eaten a whole lemon tree.

You Jingshu suddenly approached him, so close that Wen Lang could feel his breath on his face, Wen Lang unconsciously opened his eyes wide, thinking that You Jingshu wanted to kiss him.

But You Jingshu didn't do that, he just moved very close, and the tip of his nose brushed against Wen Lang's, making his whole body go numb, and even his toes curled up.

"Do you like duplicity so much? You've been eating it for a long time just because I bumped into it. If I really thought about it, wouldn't you cry in anger." You Jingshu's voice was very gentle, like the moonlight outside the window, In Wen Lang's ears, he felt that he was a bit bullying.

"Who would cry in anger? I don't like it." Wen Lang's voice became lower and lower, and he was not convincing at all. He was so jealous that he wished he could travel back to the spot and tear Miao Miao away from You Jingshu.

He is just so disappointing, while talking about keeping a distance from You Jingshu, on the other hand he is jealous of others getting close to You Jingshu.

Wen Lang thought to himself that he was really a dog with double standards.

But what can he do, he can't control his emotions, and he can't resist You Jingshu's attack, his defense line retreats again and again, and it will soon be defeated.

You Jingshu reached out and stroked his black hair, and said seriously: "Wen Lang, I am happy with you, and there will be no one else."

Wen Lang's heart trembled, and his eyes were clouded with mist for an instant. He couldn't control his heart, and wanted to hug You Jingshu at this moment, and tell him that I am too.

He was silent for a while, his voice a little hoarse, "After the Spring Festival, I will give you an answer."

You Jingshu's hand slipped from the top of his head, "Really?"

"En." Wen Lang nodded.

You Jingshu's eyes were like a pool of spring water, glistening, "Then I'll wait for you, I hope it's good news."

Wen Lang smiled wryly. After the Spring Festival, he would be able to know for sure whether he was a brother or not after using the cleaning fluid given to him by Master Liu. If Jing Shu is so ambiguous|ambiguous, whether it is good or bad, there must be a result, and it is time for him to make a thorough decision.

After thinking clearly, Wen Lang put down his thoughts, turned around and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day Wen Lang woke up a bit late, when he woke up, You Jingshu had already had breakfast and went to school for class.

Wen Lang stretched and was about to get out of bed when he suddenly saw a dagger beside his pillow. He picked it up and saw that it was just right for the size of his hand, and it fit well in his hand.

Pulling out the dagger, the cold light flickered.

It is a good dagger.

Was this dagger given to him?

Wen Lang played with the dagger in his hand and guessed.

It was placed beside his pillow, and it just fit the size of his hand, so it should be given to him by You Jingshu.

Wake up early in the morning with presents.

Wen Lang grinned, he liked this gift from You Jingshu very much, luckily he didn't give him any rouge, gouache, gold and silver jewelry, he couldn't resist it.

In people's anticipation, the Spring Festival is approaching quietly. Wen Lang took a group of guys to Fuyuan Building. It was the first time that the guys met such a generous boss and even invited them to Fuyuan Building for dinner. It was enough for them to tell the story. It's been ten years.

Wen Lang also rewarded everyone with red envelopes based on their performance, encouraging them to make persistent efforts next year.

You Jingyue got a big red envelope and thought Wen Lang sent it by mistake.

"That's right, I've made great progress this year, but I can't slack off, did I not hold back my quarrel with the guests before?" Wen Lang pointed out You Jingyue's shortcoming, which is that she is too easy to act emotionally and lacks reason.

You Jingyue stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, "I was wrong, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"It's good to know." Wen Lang patted his head.

You Jingyue held her red envelope and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Wen Lang asked Fang Liuer if he wanted to go back to celebrate the New Year with him, Fang Liuer said a little embarrassedly that Aunt Yu asked him to go back with You Hao.

"Congratulations, it seems that good things are coming for you two." Wen Lang teased, holding Fang Liuer's shoulders.

Fang Liuer's face turned even redder. Wen Lang had grown a lot recently, already half a head taller than Fang Liuer, and Fang Liuer was also growing, but as a brother, Fang Liuer couldn't grow too much.

Wen Lang looked at his growing height, so he didn't really believe that he was a brother, he was about the same height as You Jingyue.

Although Li Le and his sister-in-law had an unpleasant quarrel, after all, it was the day of family reunion during the Chinese New Year, and they still had to go home.

What's more, not going back to see his parents because of his sister-in-law is not worth the loss.

I just heard from a brother who has a good relationship with him in the village that his sister-in-law seems to want to introduce a relative from her natal family to him and marry him off early. Li Le is a little confused. Money, what is his sister-in-law doing in such a hurry to marry him off.

Moreover, the relative of his sister-in-law's natal family is already 30 years old, has a daughter-in-law who died, and has a five-year-old son in the family. Li Le thinks that in the eyes of his sister-in-law, he is worthy of a second marriage.

"Congratulations Liu'er, when you and You Hao get married, I'll be your maiden." Li Le picked up the wine glass and touched Fang Liu'er.

Fang Liuer blushed, her eyes were a little moist, Wen Lang and You Jingyue also joined in, "Yes, we will be your natal family, and You Hao will not dare to bully you."

"Okay." Fang Liu'er raised the corners of her lips, with tears of happiness hanging from the corners of her eyes.

During the Spring Festival, Wen Lang sent out a lot of gifts, and received a lot of gifts, filling the whole house with expensive things.

On the night of New Year's Eve, Wen Lang cooked a table of meals in person for the first time in a long time. The whole family ate so full that they couldn't bear to stop their chopsticks.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the stove was burning inside, making it warm.

You Mingyuan and Song Lingwan distributed lucky money to everyone, and Wen Lang gave lucky money to all the children in the family, of course there were also You Mingyuan and his wife. The money was not much, just for auspiciousness.

"Here, don't say treat you badly." Wen Lang stuffed a red envelope into You Jingshu's hand.

You Jingshu was a little surprised, "I'm nineteen."

"So what." Wen Langxin said that you are nineteen, I was twenty-five in my previous life, and now I am eighteen, combined they are older than your father.

"Thank you." You Jingshu took the red envelope, his long eyelashes half closed, and a slight smile on his lips. He was wearing a white cloak with a ring of snow-white fox fur at the neckline, which made his face more like a jade crown, as if he had never seen it before. The gods from heaven.

Wen Lang was startled, and when You Jingshu looked at him suspiciously, he looked away a little embarrassed, blaming You Jingshu for having such a pretty face.

"Go to sleep, you have to go to burn incense tomorrow morning." Seeing that Wen Lang hadn't come to bed yet, You Jing urged.

"Just come." Wen Lang finished writing the reply letter in his hand, put down the pen, rubbed his arms, it was really cold after sitting on the stool for a long time.

Not long after Wen Lang lay down, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't told You Jingshu a ghost story for a long time, but he always fell asleep halfway through the story, so it was better not to tell You Jingshu.

"This year has passed so quickly." Wen Lang said with emotion.

"Yeah." You Jingshu was also full of emotions. Something happened to their family, the whole family was sent back to their hometown, the house was flooded, and he became disabled. On the wedding night, he found out that his fiancée had been replaced by his brother-in-law. Lang's appearance is actually bright.

Wen Lang raised his hand suddenly, clenched his fist and said, "We must work hard to earn money in the new year!"

You Jingshu: "..."

He saw that Wen Lang and You Jingyue fell into Qian's eyes together.

The next morning, before dawn, the family got up early and boarded a carriage to go to Zhaoping Temple, where the incense is most prosperous.

The twins are still drowsy, one is nestled in Song Lingwan's arms, the other is nestled in You Mingyuan's arms, sleeping soundly.

You Jingyue yawned, rubbed her eyes and said, "Why do I feel like I just got up when I lay down?"

"When did you sleep last night?" Wen Lang asked.

You Jingyue shook her head and said, "It's a bit late, I'm so excited, I can't sleep."

Wen Lang didn't quite understand, there was no electricity here, and there was no mobile phone or computer, so there was nothing to be excited about.

You Jingyue whispered to him: "I counted the silver in my hand last night, and I was so happy to count it again. When I came back to my senses, the candles were half burned."

Wen Lang: "..."

You Jingshu: "..."

In the past, You Jingyue never knew what money was, but only knew that flowers were flowers, and anyway, there was never enough money to spend. Since something happened at home, he realized the importance of money, and now he has not only become a small money fan, but also an iron cock.

You Jingshu suddenly realized that he had failed in his younger brother's education. In less than a year, You Jingyue became a complete layman.

Even though they got up before dawn, when they arrived at the foot of the temple mountain, there were already crowds of people.

"There are so many people." You Jingyue said with emotion.

"They all went there for the first stick of incense." Wen Lang said, looking up at the continuous crowd on the stairs.

"It seems that we are still late." Song Lingwan covered her mouth in surprise, the first stick of incense could not be burned, and the next few sticks of incense were all right.

"Yangyang, Yunwei, you have to take care of your parents and don't get lost." Song Lingwan urged the twins.

The two little guys have changed into new clothes, and they look like two dolls in New Year pictures, looking cute and festive.

"Okay." The two little guys were holding their parents from left to right, and they were still holding hands, looking very warm and cute.

You Jingyue stood between You Jingshu and Wen Lang, and was suddenly watched by both of them at the same time.

"Do you want Jingyue to take care of us? Don't get lost." Wen Lang joked.

You Jingyue blushed suddenly, "I'm not as young as Yangyang and Yunwei."

"But I think you look envious." Wen Lang teased.

"I didn't, you read wrong, I don't want to stand between you." You Jingyue puffed up her cheeks, and said to You Jingshu, "Brother, remember to take care of your sister-in-law. There are so many people here, don't mess with your sister-in-law." lost."

You Jingyue deliberately said "sister-in-law" in one mouthful, but Wen Lang joined the army instead.

You Jingshu chuckled, and stretched out a slender, white hand to Wen Lang, "Fu Lang."

Wen Lang blushed suddenly, You Jingshu's voice was already pleasant, and he deliberately smiled, looked at him tenderly, and called himself "Fu Lang".

You Jingshu must have done it on purpose!

But even though Wen Lang knew that he was flirting with him on purpose, he still blushed in disappointment.

"I...I'm not a child." After speaking, Wen Lang walked forward angrily.

"Brother, you angered my sister-in-law." You Jingyue joked.

You Jingshu rubbed his head, "You didn't start it."

You Jingyue stuck out her tongue, "Who made my sister-in-law always tease me?"

And he really didn't expect that Brother Lang, who is usually so powerful and resolute, could blush in front of his brother, like a little daughter-in-law.

Thinking of this, You Jingyue couldn't help laughing out loud.

It seems that Brother Lang is not invincible.

Wen Lang finally squeezed to the front, only then did he see that the person burning the first stick of incense turned out to be Master Wang, Young Master Wang and Miss Wang were by his side, and the servant was holding a very thick stick of incense, which required a few people to support it. into the incense burner.

Wen Lang: "..."

Yes, but not necessary.

"This year the incense sticks belong to the Wang family again!"

"I didn't expect much from the first stick of incense, I just waited to grab the second stick of incense!"

"I was waiting here last night, who would have thought there would be someone earlier than me."

Wen Lang listened to the conversations of the people around him, thinking that there are so many superstitious people.

Although he has been reincarnated and hasn't had Mengpo soup yet, he is just doing the burning of incense for fun and doesn't have the enthusiasm of these people.

Song Lingwan and You Mingyuan went to ask for a safety talisman, and the twins were almost thrown away. Fortunately, they climbed to a high place, and You Mingyuan saw them at a glance.

"Mother, there are too many people, the incense is gone, and the safety talisman is also asked, let's go back." You Jingyue was really squeezed.

"No, no, there's still one Bodhisattva I haven't worshiped." Song Lingwan still had a few sticks of incense left in her hand, and it seemed that she had already planned which Bodhisattvas she would worship.

"What Bodhisattva? Is it far away?" You Jingyue said in his heart that they were a big family, and his mother was the most enthusiastic about Shangxiang.

Song Lingwan raised the corners of her lips, looked at You Jingshu and Wen Lang, and said, "Of course it's Avalokitesvara."

Wen Lang: "..."

You Jingshu: "..."

The two became embarrassed at the same time. Before they had time to speak, they were dragged forward by Song Lingwan, "Let's go, I have already inquired about it. The Guanyin Guanyin here is very effective. Aunt Li and her family in our village Brother, she became pregnant not long after she paid homage to the Guanyin who gave birth here, and Aunt Wang's house in our village..."

Wen Lang gave You Jingshu a look, telling him to think of a solution.

What can You Jingshu do, his mother is so enthusiastic, he can't say no to it, and he can't find a valid reason not to go.

Wen Lang thought to himself, I don't even know if I am a brother, if I go to worship Songzi Guanyin, will Songzi Guanyin want to kick me out?

"Isn't this Lingwan? This is your boss?" The woman looked about 30 years old, well-dressed, and looked like the wife of a rich family. Beside her was a woman in pink, about sixteen or seventeen age.

The woman glanced at You Jingshu quietly, blushing, but couldn't help but peek at You Jingshu.

Wen Lang thought to himself that You Jingshu was always the focus of attention wherever he went.

"Yes, this is my Jingshu's husband, Lang Wenlang. Brother Lang, this is Mrs. Zheng. My mother usually does embroidery work thanks to Mrs. Zheng's care." Song Lingwan introduced.

Wen Lang nodded, and greeted him generously: "Hello, Mrs. Zheng."

Mrs. Zheng lives in Linshi Village next door to Linxi Village. Linshi Village is richer than Linxi Village. Mrs. Zheng’s husband is a well-known local gentry. A lot of silver.

Mrs. Zheng admired Song Lingwan's embroidery work the most, and she went to Song Lingwan's house several times, and happened to meet You Jingshu. She wanted to marry her daughter to him at first sight when she saw You Jingshu, but later she heard Song Lingwan say that You Jingshu already had a husband, so he had to give up this idea, but now that he saw You Jingshu's husband, he felt that he was nothing compared to his own daughter.

The pregnancy mole between the eyebrows is not bright at all. It looks like it has no fertility at first glance. It looks like that, and its stature is still a bit tall. It should not be very old when you look pretty and tender. You have grown so tall at a young age. , I am afraid that he will look like a man in the future, who would like such a brother, and it is not a matter of time before he will be divorced.

If Wen Lang knew what Mrs. Zheng was thinking, he might roll his eyes. He is only about 1.7 meters, which is considered tall, so he was not a giant in his last life.

What he was most worried about was that he was not tall enough, and Mrs. Zheng actually disliked him for being too tall.

"Hello, are you here to pay homage to Guanyin? I remember that you have been married for almost a year, and there is still no news in your stomach? But it is also true. It is not easy to conceive, and it is good to say goodbye. How can it be like Women are so easy to conceive." Mrs. Zheng had something in her words, but she was telling the truth, making it impossible to find fault.

Song Lingwan felt a little uncomfortable hearing this, but it was hard to refute Mrs. Zheng.

Wen Lang looked at Mrs. Zheng, and said with a smile on his face: "Look at what you said, didn't you come to the temple to ask for auspicious luck? I see that you are not young, and this lady must not be married yet. You come here to send the son Guanyin, don't you know what you are asking for?"

Mrs. Zheng really wanted to have another child. Her husband had just brought up a concubine's room recently, and he lived with that bastard all day long. He was afraid that he would conceive another child in a short time, but she had no children under his knees. That's all. A daughter, but she is not young after all, if it spreads, others will laugh at her as a child, but if he does not admit that it is her who came to ask for a child, it is even more difficult to say that it falls on her daughter.

Mrs. Zheng never expected that You Jingshu's husband, looking ugly, turned out to be sharp-tongued.

"We're just passing by." Mrs. Zheng said through gritted teeth.

Wen Lang smiled nonchalantly, "Oh, passing by, that's a coincidence, Madam Zheng, don't blame me for talking too much, women over 35 years old are old women, and the risk of giving birth is very high, you should think more about it. good."

"You! Are you cursing me?!" Madam Zheng pointed at Wen Lang angrily.

Wen Lang spread his hands and said: "Mrs. Zheng, I'm just stating the facts. I'm not cursing you. The honest words are harsh, but you have to face the reality, right?"

Mrs. Zheng was so angry that she couldn't catch her breath and almost passed out.

Her daughter hurriedly supported her and gave her comfort, thinking that Mr. You's husband is too talkative, she can't handle it.

At first, she was careful to let her father force You Jingshu to divorce her husband and marry her again, but after meeting Wen Lang, she realized that You Jingshu's husband is not something ordinary people can provoke.

"Mother, am I going too far?" After Wen Lang finished speaking, he remembered that Song Lingwan still had to do embroidery work with Mrs. Zheng.

"No, where did you go too far? She was the one who went too far. My mother won't have any contact with her in the future, and she dares to blame you." Song Lingwan was also angry, but she didn't have what Wen Lang could say, so she could only sulk. Fortunately, Wen Lang wasn't The kind of people who are willing to suffer boredom will get revenge on the spot.

"Let's go, let's go and pay our respects quickly, and draw the root lottery. It must be the upper lottery." Song Lingwan pulled Wen Lang inside, and Wen Lang couldn't bear to tell her that there must be no upper lottery, and maybe the lower lottery There is one.