There is space for the married man

November [-]th was Wen Lang's birthday. As usual, he went to the store after getting up and having breakfast. The new store was decorated almost the same and it was about to open, so Wen Lang was naturally very busy.

He didn't even remember that today was his birthday.

"I'm going out." Wen Lang was sent to the door by You Jingshu, kissed You Jingshu before leaving.

The concierge was used to the affection of the uncle and his wife, and now he couldn't help the waves, and his eyes were even full of loving smiles.

"Be careful." You Jingshu warned, and he didn't turn back until the carriage disappeared from sight.

"Brother Lang is gone?" Song Lingwan asked.

"En." You Jingshu nodded, and went into the room to change into neat clothes.

"You really want to learn how to cook? It's good that you have this kind of heart, but you have never cooked before, what if you get everything, you still need to write with this hand..." Song Lingwan didn't object to You Jing Shu cooks for Wen Lang because he is worried that although You Jingshu is smart since he was a child and can learn everything quickly, he really has no talent in cooking.

"Mother, don't worry, nothing will happen." You Jingshu pressed Song Lingwan's hand, and looked at her calmly.

Song Lingwan sighed, and said angrily, "I owe you what I owe you in my previous life. Well, I'll teach you a few simple dishes, all of which Brother Lang likes to eat."

"Thank you, mother." You Jingshu raised the corners of his lips slightly, raised his hand to hug Song Lingwan, and Song Lingwan patted him on the back helplessly and indulgently.

You Jingyue leads the little red horse that You Jingshu gave him, and meets Liu Fengpu at the gate of the city.

"Look at my Gale, how about it?" You Jingyue raised her chin and said triumphantly.

Liu Fengjia looked at You Jingyue's little red horse, and said, "It's not bad, but it's a little short."

This remark has a double meaning, You Jingyue felt that he was talking about herself.

"As long as it is useful at critical times, what can you do if you are so tall?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Liu Fengzhu's lips, "Let's go, you haven't caught a fox after hunting for seven days, the weather is fine today, maybe you can catch one."

You Jingyue got on the horse, and his movements were chic and neat. He learned how to ride a horse from his elder brother, so he had a bit of You Jing's special demeanor.

His eyes shone with confidence, and he sat on the horse and said to Liu Fengjia: "I will definitely catch it today."

Behind him was the rising sun, and the morning light sprinkled on him, dazzling.

Liu Fengzhu squinted his eyes, got on his horse, "Yeah."

……

Not long after Wen Lang walked out of the mansion, he met a young servant blocking the way, and when he asked, it turned out to be from the Wen family.

"Eldest young master, today is your birthday, master invites you back to have a meal, please don't be angry."

All the dignitaries live in this neighborhood, and this young man purposely spoke here, and it was the time when the servants in the mansion came out to buy things. If he heard it, it would naturally spread to the ears of the dignitaries. The co-authoring was done on purpose This ruins his reputation.

Wen Lang sneered, and said to the coachman, "Let's go."

"Uncle, he won't let go." The coachman said in embarrassment.

"Then run it over, even a servant dares to offend the magistrate, I don't mind helping him." Wen Lang's voice was not loud, but it was enough to shock people's hearts.

The coachman was startled, but in the end he obediently obeyed and drove the carriage.

The servant saw that the carriage was actually coming straight towards him, so he hurried to hide aside, and even fell down, splashing dust all over his face.

"Bah, bah, bah!" The boy spat several times before he spit out the dust from his mouth.

The servants around who went out to buy things saw the young man in such a mess, and they all gathered together to laugh at him.

The boy blushed and ran back in despair.

"How unreasonable! Beast! Beast! He should have been strangled in the first place!" After hearing what the boy said, Wen Shilun slapped the table angrily.

Zhou Yuelan was a little happy in her heart, this Wen Lang really committed suicide, but Wen Lang never came to see them, and she couldn't get the title from Wen Lang.

"Master, look at this..." Zhou Yuelan whispered in Wen Shilun's ear, and asked him with her eyes.

Wen Shilun was silent for a while and said, "It will hurt my face."

"Master, if you don't do this, won't that Wen Lang hurt your face?" Zhou Yuelan continued to fan the flames.

As soon as these words came out, Wen Shilun's face turned dark, "It's time to teach that wicked beast a lesson."

……

It was early in the morning to ruin people's tranquility, Wen Lang was really bored with the Wen family, it would be nice if he didn't come to trouble them, but he actually came to trouble himself.

He asked You Jingshu to help him find out about his biological mother, but it was too long and it was not easy to find out.

The relevant people back then are basically gone.

The identity of his biological mother is like finding a needle in a haystack, and it is very difficult to find out.

Wen Lang wasn't in a hurry, he wasn't strong enough right now, and when he was full-fledged, if there really was an inside story about his biological mother's death, he would naturally not let any of them go.

After coming out of the shop, it was already noon, and Wen Lang was planning to find a place to eat when he suddenly heard someone call him, "Wen Lang!"

He turned his head when he heard the sound, and frowned the moment he saw the person coming.

It was You Jingping, You Jingping rushed up anxiously, and said to him in an orderly tone: "Take me to see You Jingshu."

This was not polite, he remembered that You Jingping had been to his house, but was driven away by the porter.

The members of the You family's big house and the Wen family were the ones that Wen Lang had sternly told not to let in. Wen Lang was generous, and the servants in the family had a lot of monthly money, so naturally they would not do it for a little profit. , Touch uncle's bad luck.

Seeing that Wen Lang didn't speak, You Jingping thought that Wen Lang was still stupid, so he raised his hand and pushed Wen Lang's shoulder like before, "Can't you understand people's language? Take me to see You Jingshu."

Wen Lang grabbed his wrist and twisted it backhand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Of course I can understand people's language, but I can't understand a dog barking." Wen Lang looked at You Jingping with cold eyes, and his tone was calm without a trace of ups and downs, but full of sarcasm.

"You fucking dare to scold me! You want to die! Aw——" You Jingping waved his other hand to hit Wen Lang, but Wen Lang grabbed his other hand behind his back and kicked him on the ass superior.

You Jingping staggered, and fell to the ground with his face on the ground.

"Hahahaha..." Passers-by on the side saw this scene and laughed.

The adults covered the children's eyes to prevent them from seeing this indecent movement.

"Wen Lang! You fucking..." You Jingping's face turned pale, and he was about to hit Wen Lang when he got up, but in the middle of speaking, Wen Lang threw him over his shoulder and fell flat on the ground.

"Ugh—" His back hit the ground heavily, and You Jingping vomited out all the porridge he had eaten this morning. Fear.

Wen Lang is really different from before, he is no longer the fool who let them bully him, he can't afford to offend the current Wen Lang at all.

"What a cruel brother."

"This is too much..."

"I think he deserved it. Did this man want to belittle this brother? He didn't expect to be beaten."

"This guy looks like a man, who would want to belittle him."

"I think this guy is very handsome. If he is a man, the matchmaker will break the threshold."

"But he's a brother. He looks like this. He can't get married at all. He's so cruel."

"Eh? Isn't this the husband of Youjia Dalang?"

"Youjia Dalang? You Jingshu's husband!"

"Is that You Jingshu?!"

"Who else could it be You Jingshu, isn't it that Zhilan Yushu, with outstanding looks, the dream lover of all girls and brothers."

There was a sudden uproar at the scene, obviously no one thought that this brother who had been determined to be unmarried was actually You Jingshu's husband.

"Wait, I remember that You Jingshu's husband was not made county magistrate by the emperor himself?"

"Yes, and it's because the county magistrate planted new grains and saved the disaster victims in the south."

As a result, everyone looked at Wen Lang eagerly.

Wen Lang's scalp tightened, and he was surrounded when he was about to slip away.

"Uncle, Uncle, are the potatoes and sweet potatoes delicious?"

"Can it really fill your stomach?"

"Is it okay to eat it?"

"When will the people of Pingcheng be able to eat it?"

One question after another buzzed in Wen Lang's ears.

Being thrown to the ground, You Jingping, who was slowly recovering, was suddenly stepped on, and then passed out.

Before he fell into a coma, there was only one thought in You Jingping's mind, damn it, I shouldn't be going out today.

Wen Lang answered the common people's questions one by one, and made a promotion for his new store by the way.

"I'm exhausted." Wen Lang held the door and walked into the house. The concierge saw him with a disheveled face and was full of doubts. Could it be that the uncle went to farm in the outskirts of the city today?

"You're back, why did you look like a little cat?" Song Lingwan asked, wiping the water stains on her hands.

Wen Lang was trying to calm down his breathing at the moment, and didn't notice that Song Lingwan's expression was a bit unnatural.

"I was blocked by people on the street, asking me when I can eat sweet potatoes and potatoes in Pingcheng." Wen Lang took a sip of tea and explained.

"Really, let's take two people out next time." Song Lingwan helped him smooth his hair, and asked the maid to fetch water for Wen Lang to wash his face.

"Take a shower, you're covered in sweat, and then ask the kitchen to make something to eat. I'll come out to eat after taking a shower." Wen Lang instructed.

He didn't notice until he returned to the bedroom that he didn't see You Jingshu.

"Go out with An Yinheng and the others?" Wen Lang muttered to himself.

He took a clean change of clothes and took off his outer shirt on the screen, and a servant would come in to clean it up later.

The hot water was ready, Wen Lang waved away the servants, and stepped into the bathtub to take a bath by himself.

Reaching out to scoop up a handful of hot water, splashing it on his face, Wen Lang rubbed his own face.

"Comfortable..." Wen Lang closed his eyes and sighed.

The heat rose, and Wen Lang was a little sleepy.

A force suddenly came from his shoulders, Wen Lang tensed his body immediately, and opened his eyes.

It's You Jingshu.

"When did you come in?"

You Jingshu leaned down and talked to him, "When you close your eyes."

Wen Lang showed a smile, and raised his hand to touch You Jingshu's face, You Jingshu's long black hair slid over Wen Lang's shoulders like satin, a little cold and a little itchy, and a little distracting.

You Jingshu tilted his head and pecked the inside of his wrist, "Listen to what mother said, a little tabby cat came back."

Wen Lang, who has washed his face, doesn't look like a little tabby cat at all. When he grinned, he was even a bit naughty. His appearance belonged to the sunny and handsome type. When his eyebrows and eyes are curved, he is a bit cute, but when he is provocative, he is enough to make people's hearts sway. .

He looked up at You Jingshu, with an itchy smile, "The little tabby cat is gone, only the little wild cat, do you want it?"