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It doesn't matter if you don't yell, but Ying Kun will be stunned when you yell.

In his life, he had stood among the elder son and the younger son for decades, and never thought that there would be a third boy who would call "Dad" crisply in front of him.

As his "eldest daughter-in-law".

The guts are quite fat.

With He Qing's voice, the second aunt who was sobbing on the side quickly wiped away tears to look at Ying Kun, trying to see a little emotional change from this man's face.

"The mouth is quite fast."

After pondering for a while, Ying Kun's words came out abruptly, scaring He Qing off.

He was stunned for two or three seconds, and immediately realized that he was about to say something when he saw Ying Kun raised his hand, stopped his words, reached out to take the crutches, put his hands on the crutches of the dragon's head and clasped them again, his eyes stopped looking up.

He Qing looked at the crutches, her back was very straight, and she was ready to let the crutches greet her.

Ying Kun continued: "Xiao Er told me that you saved him."

Putting the palm on the second aunt's hand on the bedside, patted to show comfort, He Qing breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were like a torch, and he looked at the middle-aged man beside the bed with a slightly less serious expression, and said seriously: "I will rescue you with you." Minister, part of the reason is due to the general, and the other part is that I really treat him as family."

Ying Kun raised his eyebrows: "Family?"

Although he has been ravaged by the years, Ying Kun's eyebrows are still like a sharp sword, not angry and majestic, which makes him look more energetic. With such a flick of his eyebrows, the expression on his face is similar to that of a general. Splitting the image, I can't help but be in a trance when I see He Qing.

"right……"

He coughed, his voice was still panting, and his eyes were full of sincerity: "Including you, and Second Aunt... For me, Ying and Jiang's family is my family."

Ying Kun nodded, and hit the ground with his cane: "I'm pretty good at talking."

He Qing was almost dead nervous, but his face was still very calm, now he finally understood who should have inherited his short-spoken facial paralysis, and when he talked to outsiders, he was as ruthless as gold.

While watching this "war" without gunpowder, the second aunt couldn't hold back, and understood that these two people were fighting.

Whoever wins, the boss will belong to him, so he can go with whoever, Chengdu or Beijing, the father or the daughter-in-law...

It's all about today's thought, let's see if the father will let go.

Ying Kun was silent for a while, the air in the ward was almost frozen, waiting for him to speak.

He Qing glanced at the door, and now she even hoped that the little bastard Ying Yuchen would come to the rescue, but she couldn't figure out the idea of ​​being a father, so she didn't dare to speak rashly.

Just when he was so worried that he was about to stir up water, Ying Kun spoke again: "I checked, and it was my old enemy who came here... They knew that the boss was going, but the boss went late, and their people The boss was not found, time was running out, and I saw the second, so I made a move."

There is almost no need to guess, except for Ying's family, he has no relatives or relatives in Beijing. How big is the hatred that took so much effort to kill him in broad daylight?

But when he heard that Ying Yujiang blocked the knife, he felt a little relieved, even though Ying Yujiang later went to the hospital for him, and he was still lying down at the moment.

Ying Kun lowered his eyes to look at He Qing, and said slowly: "The Ying family owes you a favor."

This father seems to have completely ignored the matter of the eldest son dying to save the child.

"No debt!"

When He Qing heard this, she became more frustrated and courageous. She sat up straight, her light brown pupils reflected the sunlight outside the window, and when she looked at Ying Kun from Ying Kun's perspective, she saw the sparkle in his eyes.

As soon as He Qing spoke, her voice was still hoarse: "Really, you don't owe me."

In the next sentence, he secretly slandered in his heart, the favor between me and Ying Yujiang has long been repaid.

Seeing that Ying Kun frowned again and kept silent, he was afraid that the father would just bite his mouth like this, and his face was a little red with anxiety. Just as he was about to speak again, Ying Kun tilted his head and moved the crutch in his hand to the side of the bed. Knock twice.

A few middle-aged people guarding the door came in quietly again, holding things in their hands, and He Qing was taken aback.

Ying Kun nodded in satisfaction, nodded his cane again, and watched the group of people put their things on the bedside table and an empty nurse's bed.

He closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Everyone on He Qing's side in the ward held their breath, waiting for this person to speak.

The agarwood bracelet on Ying Kun's wrist slid down to his cuff, and he stretched out his other hand, stroking the oil pattern pattern on it, turned to look at He Qing, and said seriously: "Heal your wound well, the future ,talk about it later."

As soon as He Qing heard this, Ying Kun turned around and said, "Boss, I haven't cared about this kid since he was a child. I owe him."

After saying this, Ying Kun shook his head with his dragon-headed crutch, and was about to walk away.

Seeing that the old man wanted to leave, He Qing hurriedly got off the bed. His feet just touched the ground, and he was not used to it yet. His legs and feet softened, and half of his body could not stand firmly. The second aunt hurriedly supported him and shouted: "You This child, why is he still on the ground? Ouch, this is strenuous, be careful!"

He Qing heard that the second aunt was helping him earn performance, and she couldn't care less, she stood upright beside the bed, like a young poplar that was blown by the wind and rain, and said loudly: "You slow down!" Walk!"

Sure enough, Ying Kun stopped, looked back at him, snorted an incomprehensible tune, knocked on the crutch, and a group of people followed and walked out of the ward.

When the father walked away, He Qing froze in place, still a little dazed, what kind of attitude is this?

Before she could figure it out, the second aunt stretched out her hand to unpack the large boxes that Ying Kun brought, one by one, and said, "Hey! Here's a bag of Angong Niuhuang Pills..."

He Qing was taken aback: "What?"

The second aunt smiled and said, "You child, you don't know that this bezoar costs hundreds of grams per gram, and thousands of cows may not be able to produce so many pieces. Musk is also precious, and there are pearls and bezoars in it." Gold leaf..."

Congratulations understood it, guess what kind of special medicine was sent to him?

Before he finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open, and He Qing saw that Ying Xiaoer was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, rushed in, stopped abruptly by his bed, stared and shouted: " sister in law!"

Looking at him, He Qing felt a headache, and hurriedly greeted: "Don't, don't, please sit down in this public place."

Ying Xiaoer stretched out his hand and patted He Qing's shoulder. Just about to say something, he looked at the boxes and jumped up and shouted, "Damn! My dad has been working at home for a long time, did he give it to you?"

He Qing was taken aback for a long time.

Ying Xiaoer bypassed his second aunt, picked up a box from the bag, and marveled, "The ingenuity is handed down from generation to generation, Tong Ren Tang's treasure! So much for you?"

He turned around to look at other boxes, and suddenly thought of something, turned to look at He Qing: "This is all yours, can I have a look?"

Congratulations was blocked by the kid's abundant energy and cannonballs, so he didn't say a word. Now he had a gap, nodded, and said, "How is your brother?"

"Lie down, don't worry! My brother, don't worry if it hurts you! He's still sleeping, Uncle Wen and I are watching!"

Ying Xiaoer finished this effort, nodded at the congratulations, became more curious, turned back and looked through, took out five boxes of tea, said "wow", and said: "Zhang Yiyuan's jasmine tea , Damn, Gao Moer builds a pot, it's so beautiful to you!"

He Qing was very happy to hear this Beijing dialect, and saw Ying Xiaoer take out clothes from a box, and said "Wow", "Neiliansheng's shoes, Ruifuxiang's cheongsam, ouch, Who is it for?"

The second aunt beside him bounced his brains on the back of his head, and said with a smile: "Your father prepared it for the He family's parents."

"My dad is very meticulous... Hey, I haven't eaten the sauced beef in Yueshengzhai for a long time!"

"There are still eight things in Beijing! Why don't you pack a duck..."

The second aunt almost kicked her feet when she heard the kid talking nonsense: "If you want to eat duck, can you pack it and vacuum it? Can't you eat it in the store?"

Ying Xiaoer searched for food for a long time, marveled all the way, suddenly opened a jewelry box wrapped in red cloth, looked at it, and yelled: "Here, isn't this our cloisonne bracelet? It's still a little dated." , not cheap... Sister-in-law, my dad really treats you like a girl."

When He Qing heard that there was such a thing, she couldn't help laughing. It's not that she thinks it's okay to treat herself like a girl. This at least shows that the father really regards him as a door-to-door!

"Here's a sleeping pillow, and a box of agarwood... Wow, it's really good to smoke it through the fire!"

The congratulations were all stunned, I didn't expect that Mr. Ying could send so many things, before he could calm down, Ying Xiaoer took another breath of cold air, took out a small box like holding a baby, opened it Look, there is a triangular amulet lying quietly inside.

He put the small open box in He Qing's palm, curious: "The talisman, is it from Baiyun Temple? My father believed it..."

The second aunt sighed and cut off Ying Xiaoer's words: "No, I personally found someone to go to the mountains to ask for it."

The sun came in from the window, and He Qing sat on the bed, staring at the gifts in the box, feeling a little sore in his eyes, sniffing, and then sighing.

so good.

……

After unwrapping the presents, the second aunt stood guard here, He Qing was still dizzy, and lay down for a long time, it was dark at night, Mr. Ying called someone to deliver dinner and supper, He Qing almost vomited.

Rock candy elbows, crab roe tofu, Gongmen Xianyu, and Kyoto pork ribs were all packed and served. He Qing didn't feel that his mouth was dull, so he obediently ate all the dishes and lay down on the bed to wipe his mouth.

Ying Yujiang is so good at taking care of others, did he really learn from his father?

When Ying Xiaoer came to visit the ward, he squinted his eyes and muttered, "Hey, I guess my dad can bring you the braised meat in a copper pot tomorrow..."

He Qing was happy and wanted to laugh, this old man completely regarded him as his daughter.

After squinting for a while, he still didn't feel very well. He got out of bed slowly, looked for slippers to wear, ran to the bathroom to wash up, couldn't hold back anymore, and went out sneakily, wrapped in a plaid shirt outside the hospital gown, It is estimated that Ying Xiaoer went to buy a new one, and it still smells like saponin.

The night breeze in the corridor of the hospital was a bit chilly at night. The second aunt went home first, and Ying Xiaoer and Uncle Wen were taking care of her tonight. He Qing was wrapped in clothes and searched from ward to ward without socks. It was icy cold.

The hospital is so big, it's impossible to search for it randomly. He Qing thought for a while, and was about to ask the nurse's station, when he came across Ying Xiaoer who came back with boiled water.

Ying Xiaoer saw him like this, and laughed gossipingly: "Are you looking for my brother?"

He Qing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, put one hand in his pocket, and stretched out the other hand to pinch the child's ear: "Say it!"

"I, I am grass..."

Being twisted so painfully, Ying Xiao shook the thermos with boiling water in his second hand, and quickly held it: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Under the threat of his sister-in-law, Ying Xiaoer had no choice but to lead He Qing to his brother's nursing ward.

The two walked out of Ying Yujiang's nursing ward one after the other, and saw several people guarding the door, all standing with their backs to the wall, Ying Xiaoer also recognized his brother's old subordinates, nodded, and several people on the other side He also nodded to Ying Xiaoer.

Ying Xiaoer shook the thermos in his hand, turned his head and pointed at the shivering congratulations behind him, and lifted his chin: "My sister-in-law, Ying and the general's wife, recognize your face."

The few people who were expressionless all of a sudden became curious, stared at He Qing, and smiled while watching, the one standing in the innermost had the brightest smile, and hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law..."

He Qing smiled, nodded her head, and clenched her fists in her heart. Damn it, I feel like I've been married to my daughter-in-law before, obviously I should come to Chengdu soon, okay?

After Ying Xiaoer finished playing tricks, he blinked: "Actually, just call him Young Master He."

Those people nodded again: "Young Master He, Young Master He..."

He Qing was quite satisfied, and didn't have time to talk to them too much. Before half a foot stepped into the room, Ying Xiao Eryi yelled: "Damn it! Brother! You're awake!"

He Qing stopped immediately.

He was just stuck at the door, neither going in nor retreating, looking at the one lying on the bed, the one with a leg cast, the one with gauze wrapped around his head, and he was struggling to breathe.

He thought of the blood in his head, and his throat choked up.

Ying and Jiang also tilted their heads to look at him.

His already short hair was shaved even shorter, the lines are still good-looking, his expression is cool, his brows are deeply pressed, his eyes are deep, the congratulations are not real, only two days, this person seems to be with himself again Half a century has passed.

He Qing took a step inside and stood there in a daze, watching a group of big men guarding the outside pour in, get Ying and the generals up, fetch water, and the nurse at the door also came in to wait for him to wash...

He felt very uncomfortable right away, such an independent and powerful person, how could he toss himself into such a virtue.

Ying and Jiang's gaze has never left He Qing since he woke up...

He Qing also obviously felt that he himself was not feeling well, and he couldn't help much if he was clumsy. He just stood by the hospital bed and was so anxious that he watched a group of people finish their tossing and slowly put down the answer and will , Let him lie on the hospital bed and drink water one mouthful at a time.

Unable to hold back this moment, He Qing reached out and touched Ying Yujiang's face, feeling icy cold, the nurse next to him who was feeding him stopped moving.

He Qing said again: "I'll come."

He took the water glass and put it on the bedside table. Before it could be stabilized, Ying Yu pulled the hand that was outside the bed, pressed his back, then the base of his neck, and finally pressed it the back of the head.

He Qing couldn't hold her elbows, and almost threw herself on him, and Ying Xiaoer drove away all the other people in the room.

Ying Xiaoer also knew what was interesting, and closed the door while stepping back, seeing his brother staring at him with a knife in his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and ran away.

Ying and Jiang's breath was so close, it was scorching hot, and it also messed up He Qing's thoughts, and he forgot what he had thought to admit his mistake and what he wanted to say.

A cool kiss fell on Ying and Jiang's lips.

Immediately, he was pressed and kissed like this.

For a long time, he felt that he and Ying Yujiang had never kissed for so long.

As soon as the two let go, they both stared at each other, breathing disorderly, panting heavily, unable to speak a word, thousands of words were all turned into actions, and all melted between their lips and teeth.

Ying and Jiang looked at He Qing, pulled him to look at the front and back, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he let out a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, no parts are missing."

He Qing was almost not mad at him like this. She was wearing a plaster cast, her head was broken, her legs were limping, she was out of breath, and she was still worried about others?

He Qing stared, couldn't help but gritted her teeth and cursed: "Could it be that if you can't be invited to the stage, you can lose the fucking parts?"

Ying Yujiang hadn't seen him blowing his beard and staring at him for a long time, and he couldn't hold back the corners of his lips when he was scolded: "I can still modify it, you have to make it from the original factory."

He didn't care that He Qing was so angry that the corners of his eyes were red again, and he stretched out a hand devoutly, just like when he was on the roof of the car the day before yesterday, and held half of He Qing's face.

"If you lose half of this part, you won't be able to find it again."

He Qing understood the words hidden inside, and her eyes turned red, and she moaned sullenly: "Isn't this not lost?"

Seeing his moaning, Ying Yujiang squeezed He Qing's face hard with his hands, causing He Qing to grin his teeth.

Ying and Jiang lowered their eyes and said seriously: "It's fine if you don't lose it."

Just come back.

①Baoquaner: better than others, superior to others.

②Unable to be invited to the stage: If it’s not over, it’s very powerful, awesome, and very capable.