Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Lin Xiuchun's eyes widened, and she stared at her husband in puzzlement, "Father, what do you mean?"

Zhang Zhuolin looked at his wife and said softly, "Listen to me first, how about this kid Gu Yuan? If you don't talk about his looks, just talking about his temper won't make us angry. The two of them approached Wouldn't it be nice?"

"His father, Gu Yuan, is indeed a good boy, but the family doesn't even have a person in charge, and the family is so poor that it's almost impossible to get rid of the bottom line. I don't agree with such a family."

"You're my mother, so I'm not my father. Gu Yuan has a lot of skills and can't starve to death. He can also earn money by hunting. Being poor isn't because of the third uncle's illness a few years ago when he sold his land. Boy Gu Yuan went to the military camp again and earned money to pay back the debts he owed a few years ago. He was only in his twenties and didn’t marry a wife. The rumors from outsiders changed his reputation and earned him a bad reputation for being poor.” Speaking of Zhang Zhuolin himself was also a little angry. Although the third uncle was not related to him by blood, he had been very kind to him since he was a child, and he was full of emotions about the accident that happened to the third uncle.

"What you say is yours, I don't decide."

"Isn't his mother Gu Yuan better than that kid Qingyue?"

Hearing these words, Lin Xiuchun's body stiffened, ignored her and turned around, ready to sleep.

Zhang Zhuolin smiled helplessly when he saw it, and he didn't plan to say any more. He believed that his wife would figure it out, and besides, his Yangyang family didn't hate to marry, if he didn't have to marry someone, he would still want to support him for the rest of his life.

Thinking of his little brother's sensible and filial appearance, he smiled happily. Lin Xiuchun stretched out his arm and twisted his waist again, "He's sleeping, what are you doing?"

"Understood, I'll sleep now." He said and blew out the dimly lit oil lamp on the table.

On the other side, Zhang Jingyang was still fascinated by his medical books in the space, unaware that his marriage affairs had already started to be arranged, and all the characters had a candidate.

When Zhang Guyuan came again, it happened that Mother Zhang and the others had finished their meal, "Hello, Auntie, and Uncle Zhuo Yuan."

"Well, Gu Yuan is here, what's the matter?" He said and began to stare at Zhang Gu Yuan carefully.

Zhang Guyuan was a little confused by Aunt Xiuchun's indifferent and strange eyes, "Auntie, I'm here to ask Yangyang to go to town."

"Yangyang looking for you, when are you going, now?" Father Zhang asked.

"Hey, Uncle just happened to have someone going to town, so I told him to get a carriage."

"Then Xingyangyang, you pack up and change your clothes first, and let your mother get you some money later, go."

"Well, I see Dad."

Zhang Jingyang went into the room and changed into a white gown bought by his eldest brother, parted his hair from top to bottom, tied it up with a hair band, half of his hair was draped over his shoulders, and his skin was fairer than before, and his lips were natural in color Reddish, with slightly smaller bone frame than before, this makeup is really weak and looks natural and harmless.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhang Jingyang's face darkened, and the bronze mirror couldn't stop his weak look, and he wasn't angry at all, but fortunately, his capital was still sufficient, of course, it was because of the medical books he learned by himself. Sustained by medicinal materials.

Zhang Jingyang and the others walked a long way, almost halfway through the distance, Zhang Guyuan came back to his senses, and took a sneak peek at Zhang Jingyang.Yang Yang is really good-looking, no worse than those young masters from aristocratic families.

Zhang Jingyang felt that Zhang Guyuan's gaze didn't look up, he just changed to a better angle and continued to lie on the corpse.