The Plow

Ling Shu didn't move, his mouth was slightly opened, and his saliva seemed to flow down.

Doctor Ji's mouth twitched.

He approached him and patted Ling Shu on the shoulder.

"Wake up."

Ling Shu trembled, opened his eyes in a daze, and looked confused.

"Huh? My wound is open again?"

Dr. Ji gave him a thumbs up: "Have you heard of Broadway, they are short of a role like you!"

"No, I've only heard of Paramount."

Ling Shu yawned, lazily, with a face that he couldn't get enough sleep.

"Doctor Ji, are you going to see Dr. Liu? I heard he got married."

Doctor Ji's face turned cold all of a sudden, like the coldness of autumn suddenly covered with winter frost.

The kind that can directly freeze people to death.

"Whether he has a family or not, what does it matter to me?"

After saying these words, Doctor Ji turned around and left, not interested in talking to Ling Shu again.

Tsk tsk, I have a bad temper.

Ling Shu moved his sore neck, changed his posture and lay down on the table, and continued to sleep soundly.

Yue Dingtang was able to see how good he was at sleeping.

When he came back from smoking a cigarette, he saw that Ling Shu was still sleeping, and it was still early, so he went out to the bookstore for a stroll. When it was getting dark, he returned to the clinic and found that Ling Shu was still sleeping, and his posture had not changed since he went out. changed.

Even Dr. Ji admired him.

"I thought your friend was pretending to sleep, but I didn't expect to be able to sleep. You must have been reincarnated as a pig in your previous life, right?"

Yue Dingtang glanced at him.

Dr. Ji raised his hands, "Okay, I won't talk anymore, you two please hurry up, I'm still in a hurry to go home for dinner!"

Yue Dingtang called Ling Shu a few times, but there was no response, so he had to push with his hands.

That's what woke people up.

Ling Shu rubbed his eyes, as if he hadn't slept enough.

"It's time to go to the station, go home and sleep again." Yue Dingtang said.

Ling Shu was drowsy, and half of his mind remained in the dreamland. He stood up slowly and obediently followed behind. He followed Yue Dingtang wherever he went, ordering and moving, even more obedient than a wind-up doll.

Yue Dingtang had no choice but to push him behind, so as not to lose him as he walked.

Time is running short, the first-class carriages are no longer available, they can only buy second-class carriages, but compared to the third-class carriages they took when they came back, it is undoubtedly much better, at least there will be food on the train, no need Prepare yourself, the food is pretty good.

Ling Shu's drowsiness immediately revived after seeing the plate of dumplings delivered.

Originally, only western food was served on the train, but not everyone was used to it. Under the frequent protests of passengers, the railway department introduced a measure this year, that is, the dining car of the first and second class compartments also began to serve it. Chinese food.

Naturally, if the passengers in the third-class carriages did not bring food with them, they could only buy a roast chicken or a bag of fruits and melon seeds to satisfy their hunger during the time when they stopped at the station, relying on the hawkers on the train outside the window.

"I can smell pork dumplings."

As soon as the dumpling was delivered to him, before he opened his eyes, let alone tasted it, Ling Shu knew the foretelling.

"Cabbage pork stuffing, and mushrooms, right?"

Yue Dingtang: ...

He didn't believe in evil, so he picked one up and bit it open, it was true.

"Are you a dog nose?"

Ling Shu laughed: "This is called mind-to-heart connection, and I have a predestined relationship with it!"

Yue Dingtang was also tired.

This battle of wits and courage, twists and turns, the long-distance trek alone is just physical exhaustion, but with injuries, brains, and energy, it is exhausting physically and mentally. Just taking a nap in the clinic or on the train is not enough. Bring back the spirit.

When the train finally arrived in Shanghai, the night was slowly approaching.

After all, spring in Shanghai is much warmer than that in the north. Take a deep breath, as if you can still smell the faint fragrance of green grass in the air.

Ling Shu probably took too much breath in one breath, and sneezed unexpectedly.

"My sister must be talking about me... No! I can't go home now."

"how?"

"My leg injury is still not fully healed. I will definitely be forced to ask by my sister again when I go back. Not to mention my ugly appearance, Yinmao probably won't let me sleep well. I'd better go to your place to borrow your living room sofa for two nights first." , Wait for the injury to heal completely in two days before going back."

Ling Shu chuckled twice and winked at him.

"I wouldn't mind if you wanted to put me in a freshly cleaned guest room if you didn't think you were very good at hospitality."

Yue Dingtang: "It depends on your performance."

If there is no objection, it is an agreement. Ling Shu knows the truth of hitting a snake with a stick, so he hurriedly followed behind.

This morning Yue Dingtang had already called the Yue mansion in Nanjing to tell Uncle Zhou that he was coming back tonight. The driver of the Yue family had already been waiting outside the train station to pick them up.

It was still the familiar old face, the familiar back seat of the car. After returning from a narrow escape, Ling Shu felt kind to everything he saw, and smiled particularly brightly at the Yue family driver.

The driver couldn't help joking: "Master Ling found gold outside this trip?"

Ling Shu said foolishly: "It's true that the gold was not found, and my life was almost lost. Speaking of which, since I met your young master, I have been injured twice in three days. Either I was shot in the arm or in the leg. Sooner or later, my head will be shot." You have to come here too!"

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, and Yue Dingtang's face darkened slightly.

He must be going to be angry when he is still the fourth young master, but what the latter said is not quite what he imagined.

"Tongyan Wuji, what's wrong with opening your mouth!"

Dare to love because of Young Master Ling's last sentence?

Ling Shu snorted: "It's just a casual joke, it's worth taking it seriously!"

Yue Ding Tang Xin said that you probably haven't correctly realized your crow's mouth skill, he said coldly: "In the future, if you say something like this again, your salary will be deducted once."

Ling Shu spread his hands: "Anyway, I don't have much money for a month, so deduct it, just eat and drink."

Yue Dingtang had nothing to do with his dead pig's unafraid of boiling water.

This guy wandered around the north and south of the river, lost his youthful pride and high dignity, in exchange for an unshakable stern face, enough to roll around in the rugged valley of gravel and sharp rocks without taking a little bit of shavings.

Yue Mansion is brightly lit.

The gate was open, and Uncle Zhou had stood on the steps of the gate and waited for a long time. Seeing the car approaching, he hurriedly ordered to open the two iron gates of the yard.

"Fourth Young Master, Young Master Ling!"

He greeted them with a smile on his face, obviously expressing extremely high emotions about the fact that the two of them returned home safely.

"Uncle Zhou has worked hard!"

Yue Ding Tang nodded at him, took off his hat and handed it to the servant next to him.

The old butler has long been accustomed to his restrained and reserved performance.

Not only Yue Dingtang, but the entire Yue family is almost like this.

It's not that they disrespect the old housekeeper, they just don't show too much publicity.

In contrast, Ling Shu's actions were much exaggerated.

He went straight up and gave the old housekeeper a bear hug.

"Uncle Zhou, I'm back! Miss me?"

The raised tunes spread from the cold night, like a stone falling into a calm pond, causing ripples, and also awakening the sleeping buds under the pond who do not know the arrival of spring.

"think."

The old butler's smile deepened unconsciously, and he raised his head and patted him on the back.

"Master Ling has lost weight."

"Really?" Ling Shu turned around and asked the old housekeeper, "Isn't it obvious that I lost a lot of weight?"

The old butler said distressedly: "Why isn't it obvious? You can feel the bones behind, what kind of crime did you suffer when you went out!"

Ling Shu: "It's over, it's over, then my sister will definitely be nagging for a whole month, I lost my ears!"

"Go first, don't block the door."

Yue Dingtang's voice drifted past their ears, and Ling Shu was directly carried in by the way.

The old butler smiled and followed inside.

"The meals are all ready. I made them when you came back. They have just been served, and they don't need to be warmed up. I also prepared two servings of soup. There is fourth young master's favorite bamboo shoot soup, and young master Ling likes it." Corn Rib Soup."

Ling Shu acted like a baby: "I also like to drink bamboo shoot soup, did you only keep one?"

"Stay more and more, there is enough to drink, open your stomach and eat to your heart's content, but you can't eat too much, lest you won't be able to overcome your stomach at night."

The old butler served them rice and ladle soup in person, and when he saw Ling Shu gobbling it up, his distressed expression became more and more distressed.

"This is how much you have suffered outside, eat slowly, don't choke!"

"I didn't suffer much, but I was hurt a little. The main reason is that the food here is delicious. I haven't eaten it for a long time. I will miss it!"

Ling Shu didn't raise his head to pick up his rice bowl, he chewed on his cheeks, and even uttered words vaguely.

But Uncle Zhou still understood, and he was taken aback.

"Still injured? What kind of injury?!"

"Gunshot wound, Lao Yue was shot in the arm, and I was shot in the leg."

The old housekeeper gasped: "I'll contact the doctor right away!"

"Don't scare Uncle Zhou." Yue Dingtang frowned and raised his hand to signal the old butler, "Sit down first, Uncle Zhou. We saw a doctor on the way back. I just changed my medicine today. It's nothing serious. I'll see you tomorrow." It's not too late, we are all tired, let's take a shower after eating and rest first."

The old housekeeper was worried: "Have all the bullets been taken out?"

Yue Dingtang: "Yes, don't worry, the doctor who sees us is my alumnus, and his medical skills are superb, no worse than the family doctor of Yue's family."

The old housekeeper sighed: "Master Ling has lost weight for two rounds, which shows that you have suffered a lot outside. During this period of time, you should take good care of yourself at home and don't go out if you have nothing to do. Master Ling will also rest here tonight. "

Ling Shu bit his chopsticks and looked up: "Then I'll just lie on the sofa in the living room overnight."

The old housekeeper: "What sofa in the living room! I have cleaned up the guest room, so you can sleep in the guest room."

Ling Shu said innocently: "But Officer Yue said just now that he decided to let me sleep in the room or not depending on my performance."

The old butler looked at Yue Dingtang with disapproval.

Yue Dingtang: ...

This guy even slept in his room, what did he say?Still pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!

Uncle Zhou still eats this!

"You can sleep wherever you want, do you still need to ask me?"

The old housekeeper smiled and said: "Look, the fourth young master has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, you just need to sleep."

Ling Shu: "Uncle Zhou, I want to wash my face with soap later."

The old housekeeper: "I have it at home, I'll get it for you."

Ling Shu: "I always feel that the rouge on my face hasn't been washed off."

The old butler: "What are you doing with rouge?"

Ling Shu was aggrieved: "On the way back, Lao Yue asked me to wear women's clothes and pretend to be husband and wife with him. If I don't wear them, I won't be allowed to come back in the car."

Seeing Yue Dingtang's expression, the old housekeeper was so weird that he didn't ask him if he had any hidden illnesses or eccentricities.

Yue Dingtang didn't want to talk anymore.

He knew about women's clothing, and there was no end to Ling.

Volume [-] Brother-in-law's Secret