Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

In Liucheng, Xuzhou, Jixintang is a well-known medical center. The old owner of the hospital is highly respected and helps the world, and he and his wife have been in a happy relationship for 20 years.

Today's Jixintang is very depressed, and only the youngest daughter is willing to take over.After all, the two sons under his knees are "disappointed".The second son had a rebellious personality and was not interested in practicing medicine, so he went to Beijing to obtain fame.

The eldest son was smart and kind since he was a child, and he was the most important son of the old museum owner, but this kind of thought disappeared a year ago, because he... unexpectedly married a man into the house.

When people from all over the world heard about this incident, they all came to watch the excitement, and their contempt and criticism were louder than the drums and firecrackers.

Maybe there really was "retribution". The eldest son died young half a year ago, and the widow he left behind was also regarded as a "broom star", which was criticized by everyone.

The sun is shining brightly, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

"Ahem..." The young man in the green shirt who was half leaning against the wall, due to the steaming heat, slightly took off the shirt on his shoulders, revealing some of the white undershirt.

There is a small red mole at the end of his eyes, and the phoenix eyes are full of gloomy and coldness.

After Shen Shaotang received the summary of the previous relationship, she gradually accepted the identity of a "man's wife".He is weak and thin, and takes medicine all year round to maintain his life. He has to breathe three times when he takes a step. He can be called the male version of Lin Daiyu.

Panting slightly, he walked slowly to the old lady's house against the sun.

The pink-clothed maid in front of the door had her temples pierced, her cheeks were bright red, her name was Su Xue, and she was used to being savage on weekdays, so she didn't think it was wrong to scold a "young lady".

"Why did you come so late? Is that good man tripping you up again?"

Oh, since the death of her husband, the spirit of the original owner has been greatly shocked. When seeing a person who looks like her husband, she can't help flirting. This is nothing new.

Shen Shaotang smiled awkwardly, "My sister told me to go in and see the old lady, so I knew everything was a misunderstanding."

Su Xue snorted coldly, "Go in."

"It's work."

Suxue got out of the way, and when he entered, she couldn't help but look disgusted, and curled her lips:

"What misunderstanding, shameless!"

Inside the room, the hazy gauze curtain was shaking, Shen Shaotang pushed aside the curtain, stepped forward and knelt down, raised the teacup above his head, and said respectfully:

"Mother, son...Daughter-in-law, please greet you."

The old lady was wearing a crimson robe embroidered with lotus flowers, and the golden wreath necklace and her earrings complemented each other, making her very graceful and luxurious.

She is nearly sixty years old, and her face shows the charm of the past, but the expression now cannot be called kind.

Especially when she heard the "daughter-in-law", her expression became even more subtle, no one would want to hear a big man call her mother.

With a sound of "snap!", the teacup shattered to the ground, and the splashed tiles scratched the back of his hand.

"After you did that kind of thing, you still have the face to come to see me!" The old lady looked him up and down, still looking sickly.

The Qiu family really suffered eight lifetimes of misfortune for him to come in.

Mentioning this matter, Shen Shaotang's mood was indescribable, the original owner had indeed gone too far this time.

"In the past six months, my Qiu family has treated you well, and I have never been short of your needs. I turn a blind eye to some things. I hope you can realize it..."

The old lady pointed at him with trembling fingers, and said angrily, "You are lucky, you dare to seduce Ah Yan!"

The Ah Yan she was talking about was the second son, Qiu Yan, Shen Geyan's younger uncle.Qiu Yan went to study with a teacher two years ago, and returned to Qiu's house in Liucheng three days ago. Unexpectedly, in the garden that night, after everyone had finished the banquet, Shen Geyan threw himself into his arms through drinking.

The other party regarded him as a serious sister-in-law, and she was so frightened that Huarong turned pale and pushed him away. As a result, Shen Geyan stumbled and fell into the pool, and caught a cold because of it.

After he transmigrated into this body, the matter was irreversible, and he felt that he was "rebellious and immoral" and rushed to plead guilty.

"Mother, it's not like that. I drank some wine at the time, and it was dark, and I saw Ahe in a daze."

His brows were sad, and his voice was a little hoarse, obviously his illness hadn't recovered.

The old lady's words of reprimand stuck in her throat, and she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, remembering the day when the eldest son was buried, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.

But at this time, there was one person who still couldn't forget him.

Shen Shaotang felt that the old lady's attitude had changed, and immediately lowered her head and bowed again, and said with a faint cry: "I was wrong, whether you beat me or scold me, I will admit it."

"Don't fool me. It was dark at that time. Is there no one lighting the lamp in your courtyard?" The old lady's tone became cold again.

"There was indeed no one following in the courtyard that day..."

Ever since Shen Geyan entered the compound, no one from the master to the servants liked him, and even the daily service was perfunctory. After the eldest and young master was gone, the situation became even more serious.

I don't know if the old lady "heard", anyway, Shen Shaotang knelt on the ground for a long time, but no one above said anything, he waited nervously, gradually feeling powerless.

Because the wind and cold had just recovered, and he was exposed to the sun all the way, his head began to feel dizzy at this moment.

"Okay, Su Xue will take him back."

The old lady took a sip of her tea, finally raised her eyelids, her gaze fell on that pale face, and she said: "Find someone to watch over, and don't let him do any more embarrassing things."

"……Yes."

……

Shen Shaotang's way back was much better than when he came, although Suxue's complexion was not good, but at least someone held an umbrella to see him off.

When he got there, he said goodbye to her politely.

There is a jujube tree outside his yard. When he entered the house, the furnishings inside were a bit old. The pen and ink on the table were left on the table randomly, and the ink stains stained the paper, as if the owner had stopped writing in a hurry because of something.

What caught Shen Shaotang's attention was that there were many paintings on one wall.From the trend of the painting style, it can be seen that it was done by the same person, but the painter is calm and experienced, so he speculated that it was Shen Geyan's father's posthumous work.

Shen Geyan's father was a well-known boat painter in the capital, and he could have lived comfortably all his life, but later Shen's father offended someone, not only lost his job, but no one dared to take him back, Shen's father was cornered and could only sell paintings on the street, Barely make a living with my son.

Shen Geyan was influenced by what he saw and heard, and he also learned to be a good painter. Unfortunately, later Shen's father started drinking and gambling, and the people who came to collect debts disabled his right hand tendon, and he never had the chance to paint again.

Later, Shen's father fell seriously ill, Shen Geyan sold himself into the Qiu family as a servant in desperation, but he was handsome and talented, by chance he met Qiu He, and they fell in love at first sight.

Three years later, Qiu He confessed to his family that he wanted to marry him, regardless of the eyes of the outside world.

This is the story of his body in the first half of his life. In the plot line of the original book, when Shen Geyan fell into the water that day, a wisp of Yin Che's soul reincarnated as Shen Geyan.

... The one he molested was that bald donkey.

"Host, please complete the staged task: Awaken the physique of cultivating immortals, and reasonably help Xuanwu complete the calamity."

"..." Shen Shaotang.

The original body was just a mortal, where did he get the spiritual root to cultivate immortality?And what is "reasonable"?

He was thinking like this, and he couldn't figure it out all night. He felt depressed, so he took advantage of the sunny morning and walked out the door slowly.

This body is already weak, and if you don't come out and move around, you will become a disabled person.

Shen Shaotang panted slightly, his cheeks were rosy, he leaned half on the tree trunk, the luxuriant branches and leaves cast shadows, and the cool wind dissipated a little heat.

He looked at the newly built room, the door was open, a book boy was coming out with tea, and the man dressed as a scholar had a clear and handsome face.

The scholar waved his hand to send the boy away, and then continued to hold his sage book.

Perhaps because of a sense, he felt that someone was staring at him, looked in that strange direction, and pursed his lips for a moment.

Qiu Yan recalled what happened that day, and she already felt disgusted with Shen Geyan, because he didn't like men, and he didn't like being intimately contacted by men.

After a while, he was still enjoying the shade under the melon vines and reading a book when he suddenly saw someone approaching.

The man was wearing a blue shirt, and the breeze blew by, causing the hem to flutter, making him look more refined and elegant, but there was always a trace of indifference on that face.

Qiu Yan lowered her eyes and continued to pace and read, intending to pretend she didn't see it.

If he came to talk to him, I would never agree to it; if he wanted to ask for help, I would ruthlessly refuse.

If he approached while chatting, he would sternly stop him, telling the other party that it was impossible.