"The young master gave Deng Lin a safe place to live, and Deng Lin was willing to help the young master." Deng Lin lowered his eyes.
When he came to this unfamiliar place alone, his money bag was stolen, and no one could rely on him, he was really desperate at that time.
He, Deng Lin, believed that he was brilliant in literature and proficient in history books. No one in the world could compare with him. Who would have thought that he, who had always been conceited, would end up becoming a beggar, and would have to be humiliated and bullied by other beggars.
If the young master hadn't saved him a life and taken him into the Fan family, I don't know what kind of waste he would have been in. Maybe he wouldn't even have the face to see anyone.
But the beautiful woman in my heart is destined to be together after all.
He studies hard, hoping that one day he will be among the top three in high school and have the ability and status to marry the one he loves, but he doesn't need that now.
Without a loved one to enjoy the boundless wealth with you, you will still be lonely even if you are in a high position.
"Third brother, Brother Deng, the homework I will assign has been completed." A little boy of four or five years old ran over excitedly, with some sweat on his face from running too fast.
There was a hint of joy on the young boy's frail face. He held the little boy in his arms, touched his hair and said, "When you're done, go play. If you have any words you don't know or don't understand, you can ask Brother Deng."
The little boy nodded obediently, came out of the boy's arms, ran to Deng Lin, and rubbed his thigh with his head: "Brother Deng, please go play with me in the afternoon. The third brother is always so busy, and the second brother and The fourth sister ran away when she saw me, as if I didn't want to see you. Fortunately, you're here. Brother Deng, I only have you, so just promise me! Just promise me!"
Deng Lin looked at the young man, who nodded with a smile.
Deng Lin also smiled and patted the little boy's head lovingly: "Okay, then Brother Deng will play with the fifth young master in the afternoon. Where do you want to play?"
"I want to fly a kite. The little girl from the Wei family has a kite that her sister bought for her. It looks like a butterfly and is so beautiful. I want to fly a kite too." The little boy's face was full of longing.
That girl from the Wei family is so hateful. She doesn't let him play with her own kite, and he will soon have one too.
"Then how about I make you a kite myself? What type do you want?" Deng Lin asked.
"Hers is a butterfly, I want an eagle, I want to fly higher than her." The little boy raised his little head and said unconvinced.
Deng Lin couldn't help but couldn't help but touch his head again.
My thoughts are flying, little child! He had flown a kite with someone before, and the high-flying kite, the clear and sweet sound like jade and silver bells, and the green figure...
At that time, they didn't know what love was. They only knew that they were very happy together and it would be great if they could be together forever.
At that time, he was brave, bold, and uninhibited, thinking that as long as they persisted, they could really be together. But until his persistence killed his mother and left Qin'er unable to move forward or retreat, he realized that sometimes insisting blindly might be wrong. .
There is such a huge difference in status between the two of them. One is a wealthy lady, and the other is a down-and-out scholar. What else does he have besides some passable literary talent and the books he has read
She and the prince are a perfect match, but to others, he is just too high-ranking, right
This was fine, there was something to do every day, and he no longer had to worry about food and clothing. He was content.
The young man also curled up the corners of his mouth, his eyes dimmed, and he looked at the little boy with gentle eyes, "Weier, my brother's time is running out, and the days he can stay with you to help you are getting fewer and fewer. I will rely on you in the future." I confronted my second brother.
As long as he is alive, he will not let the second child take back the family's inheritance rights.
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After listening to Hu Zi's report, Prince Wang didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and his fingers unconsciously tapped on the table.
"Master?" Huzi stood aside and shouted worriedly.
Prince Wang made a sound and called out: "Pour me a cup of tea!"
"yes."
Huzi nodded, poured a cup of green tea that the maid had just made, and placed it next to the prince: "Master, please drink tea!"
"Miss Qin is well now?" Mr. Wang raised his head slightly and asked.
"Yes, I heard that Miss Qin suddenly ran out last night, and was later found and rescued. Then she was fine. I heard that she went to the Yamen to surrender early this morning." Huzi said honestly.
He was also very puzzled. If the young master hadn't asked him to ask around, he wouldn't have gone to the alleys to ask people one by one even if they gave him ten taels of silver.
It's better to be a handyman. He is a simple and honest person and can't speak, communicate or ask questions. It's really not suitable for him.
"What kind of play is this? After the last visit, I have confirmed that the Miss Qin family is really crazy, and suddenly everything is better. What a strange news, what a strange news!" Mr. Wang said with a frown. , puzzled.
Something felt wrong in my heart. This series of things was as exciting as a story told by a storyteller, but a bit... unreal.
that's true! A person is crazy, suddenly he feels better, he just feels better, and yet he still goes to the county government office to surrender. Is there something wrong with his brain
After a pause, he said: "Tell me, Mr. Qin, why did Miss Qin surrender? What does the people who were killed have to do with her?"
"Back to the young master, the Miss Qin family said that she was the murderer, and it was her hands that killed those in the Qin family and the Wang family." Huzi hesitated for a moment, glanced at Mr. Wang, who rarely had a serious face, and lowered his head. said.
"She is the murderer?" Prince Wang asked in surprise. With a shake of his hand, the tea cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Then he laughed and said, "She is the murderer? That's really a ghost. I have always been fair and honest in judging cases. The godlike county magistrate has been investigating for more than a month but has not found any clues. If she is really the murderer, then I will be a god in the sky."
Others didn't know it, but he knew that Miss Qin's family had been raised in a boudoir since she was a child, and she could be pushed with a gentle push from a strong person.
The maid waiting outside the door heard the noise inside, came in, cleaned up the debris on the floor, and reunited with the prince to put on a new tea cup.
This small episode did not seem to affect the conversation between the two at all.
"It's true, young master." Huzi said anxiously: "Miss Qin's family said that she killed people because she was possessed by a evil spirit. The evil spirit would turn into its own appearance and use all possible methods to kill people. It will automatically grow into sharp claws several feet long. It's really scary as Miss Qin described it. No wonder those who were killed looked so miserable."
I will give you two thousand words first, and there will be another update in the evening.
(End of chapter)