Cough is an old disease and needs to add some healthy ingredients to heat it up. Li Langyu talked about how his hometown often uses southern apricots to reduce fire, and suggested that Xu Ma can put one or two in the soup in the future, and also wrote some soups that are circulated among the elderly in the countryside. method, all in all.
The third concubine laughed, picked up the prescription, and turned her eyes to Cheng Hanliang: "Master Langyu is really careful, and the writing is neat and tidy, fourth master, tell me."
Cheng Hanliang glanced slightly, and the corners of his lips floated up, "There is no squatting, the law is strict, and the European sports." He stared at Li Langyu, his eyes were full of tenderness, "I have practiced for at least ten years."
Li Langyu agreed, Cheng Hanliang laughed lightly, and said, "I once knew an old man who was especially good at European sports. It can be said that the writing of European sports is the best I have ever seen."
"What about the old man?" Li Langyu suddenly said such a sentence, but no one responded.
Cheng Hanliang raised his chin slightly, and his face was stagnant for a brief moment. He looked at the person who asked the question, looked at the pair of questioning eyes, and accepted its ruthless gaze.
"he died."
After a long time, he slowly spit out these three words, and the cold and handsome face showed even more indifference.
The air was silent for a while, and the atmosphere at the dinner table became solemn. Cheng Lan held Li Langyu's right hand under the table, indicating that he could not continue.
"It's a pity..." Li Langyu said with emotion, "I thought that if the old man was still there, I could ask him for some European sports skills."
Cheng Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and took advantage of the situation to relieve the siege: "Abba happens to have a copy of Ouyang Xun's "Jiucheng Palace Liquan Ming", if you need it, you can borrow it some day to see it." Cheng Hanliang nodded in agreement, Li Langyu said With thanks, he picked up the small porcelain cup in his hand and poured a small cup of wine into his mouth, and the smile disappeared in a blink of an eye.
After eating, Mother Xu cleared the table, and Li Langyu was about to go upstairs with Cheng Lan when she was suddenly stopped by Cheng Hanliang.
"I just heard you talk about your hometown, but it reminds me of one thing. Our Cheng family has not sent anyone to your mother's place. Although you are married here, your mother sells vegetables for a living all the year round. There are many difficulties, but this etiquette still has to be fulfilled. Tomorrow morning, I will let Lao Zhang drive, take you and Lan Lan back, and take a good look at her old man. "
Li Langyu was stunned when she heard the words, her eyes were full of waves. Cheng Lan was more anxious than him: "Will this be too sudden? We haven't prepared anything yet. We have no plans to buy anything or say anything. If we are not thoughtful, wouldn't it offend others?"
Cheng Hanliang seemed to be prepared, "I have prepared everything that I should buy in advance. If I still need it, it's not too late to go to the store tomorrow morning to buy it."
"But… "
"Tomorrow morning and tomorrow morning." Li Langyu stopped her, his eyes fixed, he clenched Cheng Lan's hands and said with relief, "Don't worry, you don't need to prepare anything, as long as someone goes, my mother will be very happy when she sees you. happy."
Cheng Lan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Li Langyu smiling. Don't worry, leave it to me.
He is warm and affectionate, and he has done the appearance of a good husband and son-in-law. When he left, he looked back at Cheng Hanliang with a smile, his eyes were slightly provocative, and there was a hint of provocation that was difficult to detect.
Cheng Hanliang had a big smile in his eyes, and after Li Langyu left, he instructed the housekeeper Zhang, "Greet your mother in law tomorrow. I'd like to see if it is a noble son from a humble family, or a civet cat for the prince."
Cheng Hanliang said that in the morning, it was really early in the morning. The sky was bright, and a patch of ash stained with cigar smoke was vague and gloomy. Around six o'clock, the girl in Cheng Lan's room started knocking on Li Langyu's door. The daughter-in-law was always a little nervous when she saw her mother-in-law.
Li Langyu was actually not at ease. He held a white melon seed between his fingers, full of thoughts, and he hid in the light and shadow by the window without making a sound. Cheng Lan came to him with a set of cheongsam, and was stunned by the coldness on his face when he asked if it looked good. Li Langyu came back to his senses, and after realizing the gaffe, he quickly switched back to his usual gentle appearance.
"I think this set is elegant and generous." He responded to Cheng Lan with a smile, reassuring her.
There was a bamboo-moon brand copper-shell eyebrow pencil on the dressing table. Li Langyu picked it up at will, tilted his head and said, "I'll paint your eyebrows." Looking at him with a face: "Why do you still do this?"
"When I was a child, I often watched my father's paintings for my mother. If I read more, I would understand it naturally."
Cheng Lan's appearance is not like Yunziwuxiu, but her eyes are extremely beautiful, gentle and firm, as if people can see the flowers blooming on the snow-capped mountains. This look gave Li Langyu an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Seeing him staring at her, Cheng Lan felt a little embarrassed. She turned away and stroked the bangs in front of her forehead, quietly covering the ugly scald.
Butler Zhang drove smoothly, and it took only an hour on the road to reach Xu Guiying's house.
Li Langyu carried one bag on the left and the other on the right, and called out "Mom", and then walked out a woman in her fifties, wearing a gray-blue top and an apron, with a down-to-earth simplicity. Li Langyu hugged her tightly, and she was very touched by the reunion of mother and son.
Butler Zhang watched from the side, his brows furrowed, he was puzzled, and there was no drama of the legendary fox spirit appearing.
At noon, Xu Guiying prepared a table of meals and expressed her gratitude to Cheng Lan and Butler Zhang. She said that she was only a child like Lang Yu, and thanked the fourth master for looking up and letting him enter Cheng's house.
Butler Zhang greeted him warmly and learned the basic information. Later, he asked Li Langyu to take Cheng Lan around, while he stayed and continued to ask Xu Guiying.
"Young Master Langyu is so good, you must have put a lot of thought into it."
"He is very sensible. Since his father left, he has taken up most of the heavy responsibilities of the family by himself, and he has also worked very hard in his studies, so he didn't worry me too much."
"Does he like listening to plays?"
"Yeah, he likes to listen to it since he was a child, and he often goes to the stage to play. He has a good relationship with the masters there."
"Master Langyu's calligraphy is also well-written. He imitated Ouyang Xun. Did he practice it himself?"
"I don't know much about calligraphy, but when my husband was still there, he did teach Langyu to practice calligraphy."
"Excuse me, what did Mr. Ling do before?"
"He's a famous teacher, and he disciplines Lang Yu very strictly. If it weren't for the war later, he wouldn't have done it..." Xu Guiying stopped what he was doing, and the dark gray rag was tightly clutched in a ball, feeling a little sad.
Butler Zhang gave a few words of comfort and put aside the topic.
Xu Guiying doesn't have much culture, so he said one thing and another, and there was no conflict with what Li Langyu said before. The more questions he asked, the more doubtful the housekeeper Zhang became. Could it be that the fourth master is really over-hearted
If so, it is naturally the best, he hoped so.
Li Langyu took Cheng Lan to the goods street outside the alley, and happened to see a group of people gathered in a circle, and an unknown juggling troupe was performing Sichuan opera. Cheng Lan rarely went out on weekdays and thought it was very interesting, so the two of them Also followed the past.
The performer's facial makeup changes from blue to red, then from blue to purple, and the fake action is so fast that it is difficult to detect. While admiring, Li Langyu explained to Cheng Lan the secret of changing his face in a straight-forward manner. Then, one person came to the center with a torch, and Li Langyu glanced at it, and knew that it was the stunt of fire-breathing in Qinqiang. Sure enough, a long fire-draped dragon came tossing, and it was very powerful. He hadn't seen it for a long time, and he couldn't help applauding. At this moment, Cheng Lan suddenly showed a frightened look, and her face was as pale as wax.
"What's wrong?" Li Langyu asked with concern.
"I, I... I'm afraid of fire." Her eyes were full of fear, as if she saw a terrible nightmare, "Don't look, let's go back."
Seeing that something was wrong with her, Li Langyu was afraid that she was not in good health, so she obeyed her wishes, laughed and listened to her along the way, and returned home like this.
After a long rest, Butler Zhang did not ask any contradictions, and it was not too early, so he said goodbye. Xu Guiying made a jacket for Li Langyu, and wrapped a basket of dumplings for Cheng Lan for them to take back.
Everything is normal.
After getting into the car, and just after driving out for less than a minute, Li Langyu remembered that something had fallen, so he asked Butler Zhang to wait for him there. He returned along the original road and took a slightly hasty pace to return to Xu Guiying.
Xu Guiying was also waiting for him, sitting at the dining table. When we meet again, it is not the mother-son relationship.
"You just said it very well, these are yours." Li Langyu took out a few tickets and handed them to her, "If anyone else comes in the future, you will do the same, remember?"
He shook a bright smile, making Xu Guiying helpless.
"Then when will my son come out?" The Pentecostal woman stared at him like she was looking at the Bodhisattva in the temple.
"If he offends someone, he will definitely be imprisoned for a period of time, but don't worry," Li Langyu raised her eyes with the gentleness of a noble family, "I will tell my friends that your son will soon be with you. meet you."
Chapter Five
Half a year ago, the domestic situation was severe, the civil war had broken out, the Northeast opened the guns, the northern Shaanxi opened the guerrillas, the ten-mile long street, the newspapers were rushing down like snowflakes, the students marched, and the mighty, arresting people, arresting people, opening The guns fired, and the numb Chinese people were shivering in this old gown full of holes in Peiping.
Li Langyu was returning to the country at this time. from Japan.
At that time, there were also many international students who came back together, full of hearts to serve the country. Young people who drink foreign ink are always disgusted by war. They don't believe in any side, and think that those who initiate force are ignorant and reckless. Their beliefs are technology and education.
Li Langyu was accompanied by a son from a wealthy family who was an alumni in Japan. After experiencing seasickness, this rich young master finally spit out the acid water in his stomach, and then the whole body