Ling Qingyu insisted on asking the injured Yan San to take a rest and drive by herself, but she drove a wheel into the field ridge after the car turned a hill within a few hundred meters.
The road in the field is not wide, she is not familiar with the distance and length of this SUV, and most importantly, the driving skills are really...
Yan San held back his laughter, casually wrapped the wound where he had sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao on his hand, got out of the car, lifted the wheel back, and asked Ling Qingyu to give up his seat to the passenger seat, and drove on the road by himself.
Ling Qingyu looked at the bandage on his arm, and her heart still twitched. Fortunately, because of Ye Po's injury, she put medicine boxes in all the cars.
"I'm really fine." Yan San stroked her cheek lightly, and said with a smile, "You've seen it too, compared to those, what is this?" , he let the wound grow a little longer.
"But, you obviously can't get hurt!" Ling Qingyu said bitterly: "No matter what the reason is, you have to put your own safety first, you know! What are their eyes, what are those rumors? Worth it Is my heart hurting? Let them die!" She knew Yan San's considerations, if nothing happened to them alone, those people didn't know what to say, maybe some dirty water was poured on him, and they would It's impossible to go so smoothly.
Yan San leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, said: "It's really all right, it's just scary to see, it will be healed in two days, if you don't believe it, I'll let you experience it tonight."
"Ahem!" Ling Ma coughed twice, causing Yan San's ears to turn red, and then drove honestly.
"Yan San..." Ling Ma called.
"Here!" Yan San couldn't help but stand still.
"Be careful in the future." Ling Ma sighed, although compared with seeing her daughter under the archway, the injury is indeed much less severe, but according to Ling Qingyu's meaning, he will not be injured at all with his ability, he He intentionally suffered this injury, probably for the sake of his daughter.
"Yes!" The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, Yan San replied lightly but firmly.
"Mom, did they reject you this time? That's just right. I don't want to join their family tree either. Dad didn't care about it twenty years ago, and I don't care about it now. Let's build our own family." Ling Qingyu turned back and said. Here, she really doesn't want to come here again.
"Okay." Mother Ling nodded.
Mr. Zheng looked at the forest and the nearby mountains, and became more interested in Cheng Jia's explanation, so he said that he would go directly to the provincial capital to find Secretary Tong, and then said that Secretary Tong was his classmate, and his concept of cultural real estate was related to Secretary Tong and a group of classmates chatted together, but they didn't know how to do it. Now that Cheng Jia's design drawing came out, he figured it out. He went to Secretary Tong about it.
Cheng Jia and Yang Zhao pushed Young Master Jin to him and resolutely refused to go to the provincial capital with him.
reason
The reason is simple, to accompany his wife to dinner.
So Mr. Zheng took Young Master Jin to the provincial capital, and they returned home.
Then he saw that Yan San was injured.
As soon as Ling Ma talked about the process, and then she said that Ling Xiaoxu was one of the people who were beaten the hardest after a few people, and they knew the reason. I'm afraid Ling Xiaoxu spread a lot of rumors, and those villagers also said that The words were ugly, if it weren't for the fact that those people were members of Ling Qingyu's clan, I'm afraid Yan San wouldn't even use those few swords, and it would be satisfying to kill those sons of bitches.
After talking about Mr. Zheng with Ling Qingyu, Yang Zhao looked at Yan San's arm half lying on the sofa by the window, and asked after Ling Qingyu went out, "Is it hard to hear?"
Yan San raised his hand to look at the bandage, and said, "She said she wants to stand on her own and break away from that family."
Yang Zhao nodded and said, "It's worth it."
"Yes." Yan San agreed. Over there, the Ling family and her are his home, everything about him, he really can't bear the neglect and contempt of her by those in the name of the Ling family. Since those people in name don't love her, even the most basic respect If you don't give it to her, it's better to throw it away, it's enough for her to have them to love her.
In the evening, Yan San used the facts to prove that the iron man Yan San was still brave even with dozens of swords in his body, so how could he care about such a small flesh wound, so that Ling Qingyu, who was lazily leaning on his arms in the morning, lay in bed until he heard the high-pitched calls from the yard , I just remembered that today is the day when my cousin and aunt come to visit.
My aunt is eighty-eight years old, and she is still walking like flying. She brought her 70-year-old cousin together. As soon as she entered the door, she began to teach Ling Ma how to tidy up the yard, and greeted her grandson and great-grandson to bring fresh vegetables and live chicken. The live ducks and eggs were put away, and a pile of cured fish and bacon were piled directly into the kitchen.
The yard where two converted tractors were parked suddenly became lively and noisy.
Ling Qingyu hurriedly got up to wash up, and asked Yan San to pick out the most outmoded, ugly, and cheapest clothes to wear, but her hair was neatly combed. When she came back, she turned her hair back to pure black, and did it like this , looks like a pure village girl.
Then Yan San also changed into simple and capable clothes, combed the few strands of hair that he usually fell off, and even wiped some of his own saliva on it in a panic.
Then take Yan San down.
Yan Qi stood guard outside the door, saw the two people coming out, and said: "The one surnamed Zheng called at night, asking Yang Zhao and Cheng Jia to go to the provincial capital today, they went early in the morning, um, Ye Po also Follow." Ling Qingyu is now a soldier of grass and trees, and when going far away, Ye Po or Ying Jiu always has to follow one.
Without hearing the voices of Zhao Yinfeng and Meng Su, Ling Qingyu pulled Yan Qi to comb his long hair again, and asked, "Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng went too?"
Yan Qi nodded and said: "Well, He Li means that it is better for them to participate in these matters earlier."
In fact, according to Ling Qingyu's original intention, he didn't want them to intervene in these matters so early, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.
Seeing her frowning slightly, Yan Qixian wiped away the wrinkles on her brows with her long, fair fingers, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Yang Zhao knows what to do, they won't pick on this matter, and they won't do it." The main force, just show your face now and express your cooperation.” Originally, they only planned to kill Ling Haolin, but that day Ling Qingyu called Jiang Xin, since the boss said that he wanted to take the benefits, they naturally wanted to do it. With all his heart and soul, Cheng Jia's design drawing came out after several discussions with Yang Zhao and Heli, and after asking Qin Zihao and the others many questions.
Since they want to do it, they will definitely make it happen and get the maximum benefit at the minimum cost.
Otherwise, dare to say that he is her man