Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

There would be no second answer. Shang Heyin successfully "dissuaded" the doctor from the doctor with just one look.

Feeling good all the time, Cong Youyan, who visually observed that he had taken another step towards success, writhed back to his bedside, collapsed in a big font, dreaming all kinds of sweet dreams, and fell asleep happily.

……

Don't look at Lao Wu's servile and flattering appearance all the time, in fact, he really worships Congyouyan.

These worships have nothing to do with the profession of physicians.

But from the doctor's words and demeanor, it is especially worthy of Lao Wu's worship.

No matter what shameless and embarrassing words, after being filtered from the doctor's brain, they can be spoken with confidence, arrogance, soul-stirring, and loud.

The key person, Poison Doctor, didn't feel embarrassed at all, and was very embarrassed to say it.

So, early in the morning, Old Wu was standing by the door with a bucket in his hand, and respectfully sent his master out for a run with admiration;

"Hey, what's the matter?"

After listening to the other party's narration, Old Wu shook his head again and again: "No, no, I can't come. I'm working part-time now, so I can't get away."

The two were on the phone, greeting each other verbosely.

Unknowingly, half an hour later.

Youyan ran into the foyer after morning exercise, and saw Old Wu turned his back and was still squatting on the leg of the table, but buried his head very low, his voice was low, as if he was doing something shady.

The more secret things are, the more curious Cong Youyan is.He stopped, moved over quietly, and squatted beside Old Wu to eavesdrop.

"After talking for a long time, Lao Wu, are you coming?"

"It's useless to find the police if you can't get it right. It's useless for you to find me. I can't protect myself."

"Old Wu, if you don't come to save me, I will be beaten to death by them."

"Then I have nothing to do. I still want to find someone to save my life. The extra breath I have now is earned by working part-time."

"Old Wu! Ah~"

There was the sound of punching to the flesh from the other end of the phone, the receiver was taken over by someone else, and a young voice shouted extremely arrogantly: "Boy, if you're sensible, don't mind your own business."

"Crack!" The other party hung up the phone.

Old Wu breathed a sigh of relief, stared blankly at the busy signal for a full minute, and then reached out to block the number.

Turning his head, he saw Cong Yuyan also squatting beside him, he was startled, and his depressed face quickly turned into a smile: "Master, have you eaten? What is this~"

"On the phone, what's going on?" Cong Youyan was in a good mood, took out peanuts from his trouser pocket, and asked while eating.

Seeing that there was no way to interrupt, Old Wu bowed his head in embarrassment: "A friend I knew before called me to go over and fight."

"Is there any money for calling you out to fight?"

"Huh?" Old Wu didn't expect Cong Youyan to ask this question, "Money?"

"Yes, can you make money by fighting?"

Old Wu didn't know how much this little ancestor was eager for money, and everything could be associated with making money.

But what should be answered still needs to be answered.

Old Wu carefully analyzed the fact that in a society ruled by law, fighting to earn money is unreliable: "Master, many young people fight to snatch horses. Where did the money come from?"

Cong Youyan sat cross-legged on the floor, tapped the ground with his index finger, "I see, are all young people so useless nowadays? Looking for a suitable marriage partner, shouldn't you come to the door to propose marriage with a bride price. Fighting is too barbaric, can you Solve the problem!"

Old Wu could only nod in agreement.

Uncle Da was stewing bird's nest in rock sugar in the kitchen. Seeing the two idiots squatting under the dining table, they only talked and didn't work.

Knocking on the side of the pot suddenly, Uncle Da said angrily: "You lazy bastards, get up and work quickly, you have time to chat, the floor is mopped clean."

Cong Youyan stood up unhappily: "Uncle Da, you are looking for trouble. I am so busy now, how can I have time to mop the floor."

Uncle Da was so angry that his beard trembled: "Eating and living for free, I have the nerve to say that I am busy."

After last night, Cong Youyan felt that he was the winner, so he must have a lot of adults in front of the old man.He smiled and ran to the second floor: "Where is Yin'er, I'll go upstairs and have a look."

Uncle Da looked at Cong Youyan's figure who went upstairs chattering, and he was so full of anger that he knocked pots and pans loudly.

Old Wu Ji knew a lot, and immediately got up and smiled silly, "Old Da, let me do it, you are busy with your work."

It's a pity~

The joy from Yu Yan continued to the door on the second floor and it ended.

There is no way, who made him see and hear, and develop his five senses.

The sound of Shang Heyin talking on the phone with someone came from the room.

The other party didn't know what to say, Shang Heyin politely refused: "Not today, I have a job today."

"...Tomorrow? Tomorrow, probably not. Tomorrow, I will go to the regiment to review the manuscript."

'Who is this?Dare to pry my corner? Two of the stupid hairs on the top of Yuyan's head instantly stood up, turning into invisible radars and wandering around.

Sneaking past on tiptoe, he quietly crouched on the door, eavesdropping.

The other party seems to be still trying to persuade Shang Heyin.

After listening patiently, Shang Heyin said with a smile: "No, it was decided a long time ago, and I can't push it away. I know you miss me too, so let's do it next month, and the time can be arranged. Undecided."

There seemed to be hearty laughter coming from the other end of the phone.

Shang Heyin's voice was also tinged with tenderness, "No, I don't have any girlfriend, it's not like you don't know, I've always been alone..."

Hearing this from Yuyan, how could he bear it, kicked open the door, rushed in, grabbed Shang Heyin's mobile phone, and shouted loudly at the other end: "Hey, you jumped out of that corner Bastard? Yin'er already has me, you die and stay."

The voice on the other side of the phone was startled by the young man who barged in. After listening to Cong Youyan's speech, he giggled coquettishly. The voice was clear and sweet. It was a girl.

The girl laughed coquettishly for a while before asking: "You mean, you are pursuing Xiaohe?"

Cong Youyan with her arms akimbo: "That's natural."

The other party was not angry, but rather gossiped: "How is your character? How do you look? How tall are you? Where do you work?"

Cong Yuyan waved his hand: "The character must be top-notch, and the appearance and stature are even better. The job is to specialize in intangible cultural heritage. In short, you can't catch up with me even if you flatter me."

On the other end of the phone, he smiled happily, and continued to ask: "Oh ho ho ho, does Xiaohe like you too?"

…like me?Let me prove it to you... Cong Yuyan hugged Shang Heyin, lowered his head and gnawed it.

The two leaves were pierced by the current sucked back by the tornado, making a popping sound, and the sound of the current was faithfully transmitted along the radio waves.

OMG Shang Hak-in froze on the spot, he was bewildered by the dramatic confession of this sudden attack, he was shocked there, unable to speak.

Encircling Shang Heyin's slender waist from Youyan, facing the direction of the phone, he smirked: "It's so sweet, Yiner, what brand of toothpaste do you use?"

Only then did Shang Heyin, who was standing still in place, return to the cage, and Shang Heyin let out the lion's roar that was the loudest in his life: "Get out!!!"

The girl Jiao Didi called from the phone: "Hey! Hey! Xiaohe, Xiaohe? What's the matter, tell me the details!"

Shang Heyin hurriedly picked up the mobile phone that was left on the table: "Hey! Auntie,... No, no, you misheard! No, no! At present, my career is the most important thing. Ah...how do you live at home? Then what... Oops, the battery is low, Auntie, let’s talk next time.”

"Crack!" The phone was turned off.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were shaking, and a cloud drifted across the sky, followed by a fishy wind.

Bean-sized hailstones fell in crackles, hit the grass, rolled into the wet mud, and turned khaki.

And Shang Heyin's complexion was similar to the sky outside the window, it was so gloomy that it was about to rain.

Cong Youyan blinked and pretended to be innocent: "So it's your aunt. Well, hahaha, Yin'er, you are so bad, you deliberately scared me."

Shang Heyin didn't answer, he reached out to open the small refrigerator, took out the ice water and started drinking.

Cong Youyan was a little embarrassed, and pointed his index finger to his fingertips: "Well, it's time for breakfast, don't drink so much ice water."

Shang Heyin rolled his eyes and ignored it.

Two people, one drinking water, the other blinking, looked at each other speechlessly.

After a bottle of mineral water was finished, Shang Heyin snorted: "You kicked the broken door, you are responsible for repairing it."

Seeing that his daughter-in-law had spoken, Cong Youyan hurriedly said, "Okay, leave it to me."

Shang Heyin turned his face away: "Work starts at 10 o'clock, you go down, I want to be alone."

Then, from Yu Yan, he noticed that the corners of Shang Heyin's eyes were red and moist.

This~ I can’t leave without saying anything.Cong Yuyan felt that he needed to express his determination.

He sat down on his buttocks, and said affectionately: "Yin'er, are you worried about my aunt questioning my words?"

Because of his aunt's concern, Shang Heyin, who was immersed in the past: "..." This strange and refreshing brain circuit, how can you tell that I am worried about you?

Cong Yuyan continued to say: "I have many advantages as a person, and the best advantage is that I listen to my wife's words. You let me go east in the future, and I will never go west. I don't drink or smoke. Go clubbing or partying, and I will give you all the money you earn."

Shang Heyin suddenly heard these childish and ancient vows, as if looking back at an old movie from the 80s, he almost lost his face and laughed out loud.

Cong Youyan held Shang Heyin's hand emotionally: "Really, I am physically strong. I can pay enough public food more than a dozen times a week. I won't let my wife down."

I know, you're a naughty ruffian, you've got all these things in your head!Shang Heyin's face was flushed, and he tried hard to withdraw his palm.

Unexpectedly, since Yuyan had already mentioned the emotional part, his heart was ups and downs, and with tears in the corners of his eyes, he said aggrievedly.

"Look, I'm a clean and innocent poison sage of the medicine valley, and I just follow you with all my heart, let you be the head of the family, and let you take public funds and grains. What are you not satisfied with? You just Tell my aunt about me, what's the matter? Am I so shameless?"

Shang Heyin, who had been struggling all the time, calmed down, turned his head, and looked at the crying man seriously, without saying a word.

After the hailstorm, there were pattering raindrops outside the window, and the temperature dropped slowly.

A long time ago, it was also in such a humid rainy season, and the parents seemed to be doing the same, closing the door for a showdown, and then one party was crying, and the other was speechless.

Facts have also proved that tears cannot be exchanged for anything.

Therefore, the one crying will feel sad and cold, and would rather die~