no medicine today

In the antique Dazai mansion, under a laurel tree exuding a sweet smell, an old man in a Tang suit is drinking tea, letting the yellow flowers fall into the clear tea.

It was a pair of eyes engraved with the vicissitudes of time. At this time, with a little smile, he drank the fragrant tea tainted with the fragrance of flowers.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard have not been taken care of since they were cleaned in the morning. At this time, a thin layer has fallen again, and the old man doesn't care.

Slight footsteps interrupted the silence that had lasted all day. The old man filled up the tea for the opposite side with a smile, and turned his head with a smile: "Xinfeng, you are back."

The old man is Tang Xinfeng's grandfather, named Tang Cong, the current head of the Tang family. Although power has been gradually delegated in recent years, he still has unshakable authority.The man from the Tang family was not afraid when he saw him, for fear of making the old man angry.

This range is expanding outwards, and the status of the elderly is also one of the best, an authoritative existence, outside, who does not respectfully call Tang Lao.

Apart from……

Tang Xinfeng sat down calmly, picked up the tea and drank it down in one gulp, even if he did this behavior like a cow chewing peonies, it was still pleasing to the eye.

"Grandpa, what tricks are you playing." He went straight to the point, as if he was just saying an ordinary thing.

Well, except for Tang who has always let go of his self-habits and insisted on abandoning his huge family business to work for the country.

"New wind." Elder Tang smacked his mouth and said earnestly, "You're 26 this year, not too young."

"No hurry." Tang Xinfeng took no time to rush, and squinted at the old man, "I'm not 62."

"You'll pay it off when you get to 62." Tang's old-fashioned image didn't matter, and he jumped on his feet and said, "You're old enough to start a family."

Tang Xinfeng: "Oh."

"Yun Wei is good. Regardless of family background, ability and appearance match you very well, and the girl has liked you for so long, can't you respond a little bit?" Elder Tang said bitterly, pointing at his grandson with grief, "You always You can't be a virgin for the rest of your life, our old Tang family is going to die."

A few ripples finally appeared on that usually calm and handsome face, and Tang Xinfeng was helpless: "Aren't there second uncles and third uncles? Don't involve a little girl like Yun Wei."

"They can't do it. As for the little girl Yunwei, I have nothing to do with the old man." Elder Tang strongly emphasized that he would not admit it even if he was killed.

"Oh, then I will send Yun Wei back tomorrow."

"You...you are an unfilial grandson."

"Well, so why don't you just drive me out of the house?"

"..."

Elder Tang sat down with resentment on his face, and muttered: "What crime did my old Tang family do to give birth to such a freak like you."

The term "freak" is really suitable to describe Tang Xinfeng.

Regardless of the good fortune at home, he insists on wandering all over the country throughout the year, wherever there is danger, he will go there, a true warrior who is always fighting on the front line.

If it was placed in someone else's family, he might be proud of his excellence. The Tang family is different. It was born in the last imperial court, accumulated wealth for hundreds of years, and accumulated contacts since the founding of the country. Born in this family, no matter what If you don't do it, you have already reached the peak.

However, Tang Xinfeng did the opposite. He pursued excitement and loved peace...

Well, it is strange to say that although I have a little violent color, I am an out-and-out pacifist.

It belongs to that day, if the crisis comes, if he can be saved by sacrificing himself alone, he will wipe his neck without hesitation...

The old man couldn't help sighing, his grandson knew it well, and he naturally understood that he was doing useless work.

But if he was left alone, maybe one day when he passed away, his grandson would completely abandon the Tang family.

Even the position of president of the Tang Corporation, which is constantly dreamed of by everyone, was forced by him. So far, Tang Xinfeng has never been there a few times.

Tang's employees have almost never seen the president, but they know very well that they have a willful president who may only come to work for five days 365 days a year.

Tang Xinfeng drank the tea calmly. This time he was more disciplined, and his every move was full of ancient charm. The fragrance of the tea lingered in his mouth, knocking down the few traces of restlessness left in his heart.

After a while, the old man gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you with that kid surnamed Xian?"

"grandfather."

"Yes." Elder Tang looked at his grandson expectantly, trying to get a negative answer.

"A bug fell from your head." Tang Xinfeng stood up politely, glanced at the time, put down his teacup, waved his hand, and left the old man who was still fighting with the bug to walk away.

From beginning to end, he did not answer the old man's question.

After the old man wiped out the naughty little caterpillar, he looked up at the sky, his eyes full of years and vicissitudes were full of tiredness, why would his excellent grandson be interested in a useless person who can't do anything.

If back then, his daughter-in-law and son hadn't died, and Xinfeng hadn't met that kid Xian, would everything have been different?

"It's a pity." The old man sighed softly.

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On the big soft bed, Xian Linyuan held the black kitten in his left ear and gently stroked it, his black pupils stared blankly in a certain direction.

A trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of the kitten's mouth. The kitten was anxious, and quickly stretched out its tongue to lick it. The slightly itchy feeling brought by the soft barbs finally brought someone Xian back to his mind.

Xian Linyuan raised his wrist, and there was a small blood mark on it, not only oozing blood, he frowned slightly, and finally stretched out his hand to cover it with an OK bandage, and lifted the kitten high when he was done.

"Little one, why are you growing so slowly." Xian Linyuan complained with his eyes, mixed with a little bit of depression that couldn't be detected.

"Meow." Nanny meowed softly a few times, and in the next second, the figure of a child who was uncertain about reality fell on Xian Linyuan's body.

"Ah—" Xian Linyuan cried out in a very useless way.

"Sorry, Mr. Xian." The two small cat ears moved twice in the soft black hair, and the soft tone could not help but carry a trace of self-blame.

"It's okay, let's talk about changing people next time." Xian Linyuan answered sullenly while covering his red nose that was hit, and pulled a sheet from the side to cover him tightly.

"Yeah." Wenwen replied shyly, sitting quietly on the bed wearing a flyer, like a well-behaved little angel with cat ears.

He was silent for a moment, and asked, "Why is Mr. Xian treating me and my brother so well?"

"Because there is a need to use you." Xian Linyuan replied without hesitation.

"Use it for me." Wen Wenmiao repeated in doubt, with a hint of timidity, "Mr. Xian is so powerful, can Wen Wen really help Mr. Xian?"

"I don't know either." Xian Linyuan replied honestly, "It's always right to just be prepared."

"Yeah." Wen Wenmiao nodded heavily, "I would be very happy if I could help Mr. Xian."

"Oh." Xian Linyuan became interested, grabbed half of Wen Wenmiao's face as if discovering a new world, and said seriously: "If I tell you that you need to sacrifice your soul, what will you do?"

Wen Wenmiao was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to recover, and finally stretched out a hand and timidly grabbed the corner of Xian Linyuan's clothes: "Can we only use Wenwen's, not brother's."

"Is this..." Xian Linyuan pondered.

"Can't you—" Wen Wenmiao became anxious, "Mr. Xian, I will work very hard, and Wen Wen is better than my brother now..." After speaking, his voice became weaker and weaker, with a hint of crying.

"Meow." The black kitten with the right ear stepped on the steps, scratched the door lightly, and stared at Xian Linyuan with spiritual eyes.

'Damn pervert, what are you doing to my brother, what are you doing to me! ' This is what Xian Linyuan learned from that sentence of meow.

"Brother." Wen Wen meowed, and the next moment, the body that was just wrapped in the sheet disappeared, and turned into a soft meow, pounced on his brother.

Xian Linyuan couldn't help feeling a little funny, turned his back, and replied softly: "Yes."

Wen Wenmiao's steps froze, and she turned her head to look at the person who had pulled back the quilt to rest.

"Meow." Wenwen, what did the Great Demon King do to you?

"Meow~" Mr. Xian is fine, just chatting with me.

"Meow." Oh, let's watch cartoons together, Kamen Rider is on the air.

"Meow." Well, watch it with my brother.

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Thank you little angel Mo Yeweiliang for mine, long time no see~(￣▽￣～)

Hey, and the stupid author is going to work tomorrow T_T