"It's okay, I will take good care of grandma," Chen Qingxuan looked at Ah Chou's red eyes. I feel a little comforted in my heart, in fact, at this time, he just said something hard. A Chou would naturally go back with him, but he always faced A Chou. His heart can never be hardened. At that moment, he patted Ah Chou's shoulder lightly, and said, "Girl, go home, sir is waiting for you at home alone, if you finish reading his book, you can come directly to me to get a book for him to read. You also have a key, so you don’t have to return it.”
After finishing speaking, Chen Qingxuan went out with the baggage in his hand. Ah Chou lowered his head. follow behind.
"Mr. Chen, what's the matter?" Pang Yifu saw Chen Qingxuan moving out big and small bags as soon as he drove over. Pang Yi was naturally puzzled when he saw that he was in a hurry again. Immediately reined in the horse and came down to ask.
"It's Mr. Pang," Chen Qingxuan explained to Pang Yi while putting the baggage in his hand into the donkey cart. "This morning, grandma fell at home and broke her arm. I have to go back to take care of grandma. I don't know when I will be back after this trip. Fortunately, Mr. Pang is back, so I can leave with peace of mind."
Chen Qingxuan was referring to taking care of Zhong Mingwei. Pang Yi told him to take care of Zhong Mingwei, but he had to go back to the village again. In fact, he felt sorry for Pang Yi in his heart. When he saw Pang Yi at this time, he felt a lot more at ease.
"Where is Mr. Chen, I should thank Mr. Chen properly," Pang Yi hurriedly bowed to Chen Qingxuan, and while watching A Chou come out, Pang Yi hurried forward again and said, "Ma'am , please get in the car, I will take my wife home."
"I won't go back," A Chou said to Pang Yi, "Grandma Chen treats me like her own granddaughter. At this time, Grandma Chen is sick, so I really don't feel relieved. I have to go with Mr. Chen to take care of Grandma Chen. Don't worry about going, but now that you're back, I'm relieved."
"Madam..." Pang Yi looked at Chen Qingxuan with astonishment on his face, feeling that it was hard to tell in front of others, but he still lowered his voice and said to Ah Chou, "Madam, I have always been looking forward to your coming home. Woolen cloth."
"It's okay, he won't get angry with me because of this," Ah Chou was unmoved, and climbed into Uncle Chen's donkey cart while telling Pang Yi, "Let him recuperate well, if he waits for me to come back, His injury hasn't healed yet, let's see how I punish him!"
This time Pang Yi didn't speak yet, but the curtains of the carriage were lifted from the inside, and an old man with white hair and white beard poked his head out and looked at Ah Chou with a displeased expression on his face: "You girl, what are you talking about?" Got bones?"
"I...why do I have bones in my words?" Ah Chou stared at the old man with a puzzled expression, "Who are you?"
"Let me ask you, why do you want to punish the injured when the wounded will never heal?" Gu Changlin challenged Ah Chou childishly, "I'm afraid you don't want to punish the wounded, but to punish the wounded." Are you looking forward to punishing the doctor?"
A Chou was stared blankly by him: "You... what do you mean?"
"Mrs. Madam! Mr. Gu doesn't mean that, you must not be as knowledgeable as Mr. Gu!" Pang Yi hurriedly came over to smooth things over, while urging Uncle Chen to drive the car, "Go! Go! Go back to the village to see Chen. Grandma go!"
"Crack!"
Uncle Chen got impatient for a long time, so he whipped his whip and drove the donkey cart away.
"Alas!" Pang Yi watched the donkey cart drifting away, and couldn't help but let out a sigh. He watched his wife follow a man, but he didn't stop him. Has he had a good time
"Hey! Boy!" Gu Changlin also looked unhappy, pointed at Pang Yi who was moaning, and said with a dark face, "What did you just say, don't be as knowledgeable as me? What do you mean, tell a little girl not to follow me?" I am an old man who is almost seventy years old? Who are you poor?!"
"Mr. Gu! Uncle Gu! Grandpa Gu!" Pang Yi kept bowing to Gu Changlin, almost kneeling and kowtowing, "Just pretend you didn't hear anything! Don't be as knowledgeable as a yellow-mouthed kid like me, okay?"
"Hmph!" Gu Changlin felt calm now, and while taking a sip of his wine, he said slowly, "Didn't you say that your master is thirty-three?"
"Yes, the Patriarch is thirty-three this year," Pang Yi said, while brushing off the snow from his body, he looked at Gu Changlin again, "Why did Mr. Gu ask this all of a sudden?"