The Plough

Chapter 121

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Why do they wear women's clothes, it has to start from the fact that they avoid Mr. Song's eyes and ears.

Speaking of Mr. Song, it is inevitable to mention the treasures that were transported to Beijing with the old lady.

Yue Dingtang was really afraid that Ling Shu would not choose to say anything, and directly tell the whole thing.

Although the old housekeeper is his own, this matter is of great importance. Naturally, the less people know, the safer it will be. Knowing too much may not be a good thing for those who listen.

After a bowl of hot soup, the best thing to do is to have a cup of warm wine.

No matter how high the degree is, sweet-scented osmanthus wine or green plum wine is the most suitable.

For them who are tired from the journey, a pot of small wine is the best way to soothe the meridians and activate the meridians, tease the sleepiness, and relax the body completely.

Ling Shu talked about what he saw in the Guan family, and told the absurdity of the Guan family's brothers. Fourth, there is also the return from overseas, who seems to be lofty, but also vividly describes the fifth child, who is very concerned about the division of the family property of the old master Guan.

The scene of Lao Yuan opening the warehouse turned into a eloquent story in Ling Shu's mouth, successfully diverting Uncle Zhou's attention.

At the dinner table with Ling Shu, it would be lively no matter how few people there were.

The old housekeeper has seen a lot of people and affairs in his life, and it is rare to see such absurd and outrageous people as the Guan family.

"Actually, the eldest young master is right. You shouldn't have made this trip. Let's not say that you have suffered in vain. If the lady knew about it, she would definitely not want such a thing to happen."

Yue Dingtang put down the soup bowl and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"It's not in vain, at least it's a regret that my mother had before her death."

He also recovered two whole boxes of treasures, so that they would not fall into the hands of foreigners.

Whether those treasures could be called national treasures, let alone Lao Yuan didn’t know, he and Ling Shu also didn’t know how to identify them, but Guan Laozi was willing to take such odd risks before his death and went to great lengths to protect these things, plus their origins. This is extraordinary, and perhaps one day later generations will record this history, and the credits of Guan Laozi's treasure protection will be written into it, so that everyone's hard work will not be in vain.

But now, these things are still secret, not enough for outsiders.

When I was at home, I always wanted to go out, but once I lingered outside for a long time, I started to miss starting again.

This is a harbor where you can relax at any time when you are tired. There is no intrigue and life-and-death struggle here. You don’t have to worry that people around you will murder you. Family members who care about them will prepare hot meals and soup so that they can eliminate the dust of the long journey.

For Ling Shu, although this is not his home, he has no burden to live there.

If you find a psychological burden for yourself, then this person will definitely not live long.

He never asked for trouble.

Uncle Zhou naturally wouldn't let him sleep on the sofa in the living room. He had already tidy up the guest room, dried all the quilts and pillows, and replaced them with new ones. He could smell the sunlight when his nose was close.

When Yue Dingtang went downstairs, he had two more bowls of rock sugar stewed Sydney.

Uncle Zhou can't wait to eliminate all the suffering they suffered outside in one day, and the cooking on the stove never stopped. Yuan had to go upstairs to deliver it to Ling Shu himself, but Yue Dingtang couldn't bear to climb every day when he was old Climb up and down, and cut over.

A bowl was placed on the bedside table in his room, and when the bowl was brought over, he knocked on the door several times before he heard a lazily sound from inside.

"Come in."

I was so tired that I was going to fall asleep in the next second.

Yue Dingtang pushed open the door and entered, and as expected, he saw a figure with his limbs spread out and lying on his back on the bed.

As soon as he saw it, he frowned: "It's pressed to the wound, don't sleep like this."

Ling Shu did not respond.

Yue Dingtang approached and found that the other party didn't even dry his hair after washing his hair, and let his wet hair tangled on the pillow.

"stand up."

Yue Dingtang exhaled, feeling unbearable.

Sure enough, it didn't matter when I was out, and when I got home, seeing the other party being so casual, I started to pick and choose.

Ling Shu responded vaguely, but his body was very honest and did not move.

Yue Ding Tang couldn't bear it any longer, and finally took out a clean towel from the bathroom and put it on the other person's head, and started rubbing it.

"A little bit on the left, yes yes, that's right there, press the Fengchi point again..."

Ling Shu took an inch, and didn't care about his slightly rude actions, but he actually enjoyed it.

Yue Ding Tang was speechless.

This is really a born big boy.

If the Ling family's wealth hadn't declined yet, this guy would still be a spoiled master, who would blow half the weather with a prick of a rose thorn.

If Ling Shu had taken the property his sister gave him to study abroad, he might have met Yue Dingtang in a foreign country, because the circle of international students was so large, and Yue Dingtang would have known that the other party was not married to Du Yuning. , will also know about the Ling family.

But how can you know

At that time, he himself was just an eldest young master who came to eat and open his mouth. Relying on the tuition and living expenses given by the Yue family, he had not yet been exposed to the vast and wonderful world, and he had not yet developed the ability to stay calm and be used to seeing waves. Without the corresponding identity and ability, it may not be possible to accommodate the opponent as much as possible within his own wings as he is now.

Perhaps, meeting now is the most appropriate arrangement.

Kneading and rubbing, he found that his subordinate's head was flattened and rounded, and he completely lost his struggle.

Looking at his eyebrows again, he was completely relaxed and fell asleep.

Yue Dingtang touched the other party's hair, and it was almost done, and he won't have a headache when he wakes up the next day.

At this time, he should have naturally got up and turned off the lights and quietly exited.

But he saw the bowl of ice candy Sydney by the bed that had not been touched.

Yue Dingtang stretched out his hand, lightly pinched Ling Shu's cheek, his thin lips drew closer, and he exhaled hot air in his ear.

"The salary will be paid tomorrow, three hundred oceans."

? ?

Ling Shu suddenly opened his eyes and bounced off the bed!

Yue Dingtang sat by the bed, calm and composed.

Ling Shu: "Is the salary paid tomorrow?"

Yue Ding Tang looked like a fool.

"Tomorrow is only the middle of the month, how can I get paid?"

Ling Shu: "Then why did I hear the Three Hundred Oceans?"

Yue Ding Tang calmly said, "Did you hear that in your dream?"

The two stared at each other.

Ling Shu is firm and firm: "I can't hear it wrong!"

Yue Dingtang: "Since you are awake, drink this bowl of sweet soup. Uncle Zhou's heart cannot be wasted."

Handing him the bowl, Shi Shiran left.

Ling Shu: …

He racked his brains to remember, was he dreaming, or did he really hear it

Ling Shu stayed in the Yue family for a whole week.

In the past seven days, because the old injury has not healed, he did not report to the police station. Anyway, he sat idle, and the family doctor of the Yue family came to see the injury. He did not dare to go home, otherwise his sister would see his face. Losing weight and limping, the other leg may also be discounted.

At least Yue Dingtang had to go to school, and Ling Shu directly took root and moldy in Yue's house.

He is also not bored, he pulls Uncle Zhou every day and shows him eighteen martial arts.

Today is "The Story of the West Chamber", and Ling Shu doesn't need any help. He imitates Cui Yingying's charming eyebrows, jumps to the opposite side and turns into a frowning Zhang Sheng, and pretends to be a playful and lively matchmaker. He was rude and made Uncle Zhou so much fun. Ling Shu himself was having a good time. Even the people of Yue's family thought it was interesting.

The latter became more and more exciting.

Until Yue Dingtang went home from get off work.

Yue Ding Tang is not as idle as Ling Shu.

Although most of the time there is nothing wrong with the police station, he still has a professional student. The delay in the northeast this time is too long, far longer than the time he originally asked for leave. In addition to going back to school to cancel the leave, he has to go to school a few more times. Lessons to make up for the lessons that students have left behind.

When the Zhen family heard the news of his return, they quickly came to the door.

Still Zhen Shulan.

As soon as Yue Ding Tang saw him, he knew the other party's intention.

Before going to the Northeast, Zhen Shulan had come over about the disappearance of his sister Zhen Congyun, hoping that if they saw Zhen Congyun in the Northeast, they would help contact the Zhen family.

But Zhen Shulan didn't know yet that Yue Dingtang and the others not only met Zhen Congyun in the northeast, but the other party even joined the Russians to kill people and steal treasures, but in the end they died in their hands. The jeweled stupa, even to this day, is still missing.

It was naturally impossible for Yue Dingtang to tell him the truth, only that they had never met Zhen Congyun at all, and they didn't know whether the other party was still in the Northeast.

Zhen Shulan didn't show any doubts either.

"Forget it, actually, when I asked you about this, I also felt that I had little hope. I know Shimei's temperament best. She is too self-willed, thinking that the whole world revolves around her. Spoiled, it won't work if you go outside."

While speaking, Zhen Shulan showed a wry smile.

"My father was furious and announced that the Zhen family would no longer have her in the future. She also found another sister to replace her marriage contract with the Liu family."

Yue Dingtang was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry."

He was used to saying these scenes, and there was no clue in his plain face, but after all, Zhen Congyun was someone who had nothing to do with him, and Zhen Shulan had no doubts.

"Hey, let's not mention it, I'll be bothering you this time. When the sister-in-law gets married, we'll send an invitation to your mansion. At that time, we'll also invite you and your brother to come over and have a glass of wine."

Yue Dingtang: "Sure, Mr. Zhen is polite."

No matter how favored Zhen Congyun is, it is a special existence for the Zhen family, but Zhen Shulan has many younger sisters. She thought that she would be able to leave the Zhen family, but her arrogance and arrogance became her reminder.

She also wants to escape from the cage and get rid of her inherent destiny. She and He Youan's endings are somewhat similar, but they are very different.

At the very least, Yue Dingtang will always remember the name He Youan, but not necessarily Zhen Congyun.

Except for Zhen Congyun's parents and relatives, perhaps no one will remember her.

On the way back from get off work, Yue Dingtang met an unexpected person.

The two chatted for a while, and the other was invited to get into the car and follow Yue Dingtang back.

After going to work and then going home, Yue Dingtang almost thought he had entered the wrong house.

The Yue Mansion, which has always been quiet, and the servants in the family have to keep their voices soft, can actually hear the laughter and laughter inside through the door.

The servant who opened the door gave him a careful look, for fear that he would not like it, and then explained carefully.

"Fourth Young Master, Young Master Ling didn't know you were back."

Yue Dingtang hummed, indifferent between joy and anger.