MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 2

Closed his eyes, Wen Yan took a deep breath and calmed the temper, and said: "Come with me."

He had come several times in the past life of Lehe Town, so he was familiar with the terrain. He walked around the back of Liu Lane, and Wen Yan asked Dahan to call out the old man, and sent another man to go to the medicine shop to buy a bottle. Gold wind scattered.

Most of the pharmacies beside the Liuxiang Lane in Huajie Street sell some medicines that help them. The famous Jinfeng Powder is the most potent one.

The man who bought the medicine came back quickly. Wen Yan pulled the bottle out, pinched the chin of Jiao Chang, poured a whole bottle of gold wind into his mouth, and then gave him a drink without worry, to ensure that he took all the medicine. Into the stomach.

Just after feeding, the old man twisted his waist and shook his fan.

Her eyes slid around a few people and asked with a smile: "Several guest officers are looking for girls?"

Weng nodded and took out a piece of silver into her hand. "Let's have a room, then find a few girls."

"Several people come with me." The old-eyed thief sneaked a sneak peek at the unsettled Jiao Changxian, but the big man held the man, she couldn't see her face, and then looked at the silver in her hand, she smiled charmingly. Twisted around and led a few people into it.

The wing is on the second floor, and the old lady is standing in a row with a few young girls who are so good, so that Wen Wei can choose.

Wen Yan ordered four leaves and let other people leave.

Jiao Changxian was thrown into the bed long ago. It is estimated that the medicine played a role, and the red sputum came from time to time. Wen Yan took out two silver tablets and placed them on the table. "You four, wait for the one inside."

The girls went forward to collect the money, and they should have a voice, and then they went into the room.

"Jiao Gongzi!" There were three or two exclamations in the middle. Jiao Changxian was obviously a frequent visitor. The girl who smelled it could recognize him.

After a few flustered exclamations, then the sound of shoving and colliding, after a while, came the dull sound of the body falling on the bed.

Wen Wei sat still and stood still, and after a while there was an obscene movement.

The three big men listened to the frequent swallowing water, and Wen took another seat to make sure that they would not go wrong, and then they left quietly.

A whole bottle of gold wind scattered, enough to focus on the day and night.

Waiting for the coke family to find out that the person has disappeared, and then find out from the brothel, it is enough to stir up the marriage.

Back at the pier, the old fisherman was still waiting there. The group went to the boat and returned to Sifang Town with a quiet moonlight.

According to the agreement, Wen Yan gave the remaining silver to the three men, and thought about adding another one or two. "Tonight's business, you should not say less. Good work, the future work is still looking for you. ""

I earned thirty-two in one night, that is, three people, and one person has twelve or two, enough for them to be happy for a while.

The head of the man took over the silver, and his attitude was much more respectful than before. "The Lord is relieved, shouldn't say it, our brother will not go out with a word."

Wen Hao nodded, still like the time of coming, slightly shrinking his shoulders, his hands slowly disappeared into the night.

The night was deep, and the front door of Wenfu was closed. Weng looked at the wall of one person, took the bucket and threw it, found a place to step on the foot, and climbed up flexibly.

The wall is not high, that is, the bricks are rugged, and the sorrows are sorrowful. When he is small, he is spoiled. The skin is much more delicate than ordinary people. The hardships of the past lives have gone through many years, and they have not been able to change this delicate. The problem is that it is so good that he can be patient.

Now this body has never suffered, and the white palms are accidentally pressed on the edge of sharp tiles, and a deep mouth is suddenly drawn.

Yin Hong's blood flowed out of the wound, and the palm of his hand burst into pain. He gnawed his teeth and shook his pain from the fence. Then he pulled the cloth around his neck and wrapped his hand, and hurried back to his yard.

Defoe was snoring at the door, Wen Yan put his foot on the footsteps, and as he slumbered, he walked into the room from the side.

I can't take care of the wound in my hand, I hurriedly changed my clothes back, and took the long life lock of my neck and put it aside. I smacked the hair out of the mirror and took photos before the mirror, except for the red eyes. Like crying, the rest are the same as before going out.

He took a sigh of relief, and then frowned and removed the cloth towel on his hand. The cloth towel was soaked in blood and stuck with the wound. When he pulled it down, the tears fell and he bit hard. Lips, hold back the tears and dry the blood of the palm of your hand, only trembled and shouted for Fu Fu to come in.

Dufu, who was dozing off outside, was shocked and rushed in. "You are finally back!"

The smile on his face was not fully raised, and he saw the wound of the handcuffs. The voice was scared and changed. "What happened to your son!"

Wen Yan was hurt by his screaming brain. He wiped his tears with his sleeves and said with a cry: "You give me a hot pot of water, don't alarm other people."

Dufu immediately grabbed his mouth, nodded cautiously, and then ran to the small kitchen like a rabbit—the stove was just hot.

The hot water came over, smelling the pain and cleaning up the wound, and letting Duffy bandage him. He sucked his nose and sorted out the emotions. "Niang followed..." He paused and continued: "... ...have you slept?"

Dufu’s distressed blow in his palm, suddenly remembered the business, and said with horror: “The old man and his wife are still waiting, saying that when the son returns, he will let you go to the main court.”

Wen Wei had already guessed it. He wiped his eyes with cold water, and waited for the eyelids to be less red. He took the long life lock that he took down and prepared to wipe it cleanly. However, he only knew the longevity of the blood stain. Nothing is clean.

Wen Yan’s eyes widened and he took the long-life lock in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

Counting the past life, this long life lock followed him for thirty years. It’s strange to say that Fu’s cherished objects, but this long-lived lock that looked at the worthless and inconspicuous has passed down from generation to generation, and only passed to the eldest son, to the mother of Wen’s mother. Without a man, I went to Wen’s hand.

Wen Wei looked at it for a while, and thought that he had spent his eyes on the previous look. He re-appeared the long-life lock and went to the main courtyard with Dai Fu.

The main hall was brightly lit, and Weng looked at the main hall and could see the two figures on the window paper.

He lowered his eyes and packed his emotions, and walked in slowly.

Fu Youqin worried about the night. He thought that people should come back for dinner. As a result, when the door was locked, he did not see the figure of the younger son. He hurriedly called the next person to go out and found out, and no one saw where the smell went. .

At this time, when I saw it, I was anxious to pull people over. I didn’t take a light shot on his back. I yelled, "Where are you going? How come back now." He saw his palm again. The white cloth, not blaming him for pulling his hand, said: "What happened to the hand?"

He licked his fingers and pulled his hand back behind him. He lowered his head and lied. "The road was smashed and the skin was rubbed on the ground, not serious."

"Tomorrow is your sister's wedding day, you are still so deep in the middle of the night, let people know what is the body?" Wen Bo Li sitting in the main position screamed.

Wen Yan’s body trembled a little, and looked up at him with a faint look.

Wen Bo Li used to wear a plain robes, hair with a white jade crown, face-to-face, temperament and elegance, even with the anger of swearing, watching is not afraid of people.

Modest and gentleman, Wenrun Ruyu, this is the evaluation of Wenbo Li by the people of Sifang Town.

However, after experiencing the smell of the world, he only felt ridiculous and hypocritical. He looked straight into the eyes of Wen Bo Li and asked softly: "Is it worried that I still worry that I have corrupted the reputation of Wen Jia?"

Wen Bo Li glanced at him incredulously. Wen Wei was born and raised, his character was very soft, and he always trusted to respect his father. Wen Bo Li did not expect to hear such questions from his mouth.

He looked at him with a stunned look, and his expression turned from shock to anger. "What do you say! You look at your father like this?!"

Fu Youqin gently pushed him. "You don't say a few words."

Then he pulled the other side of Weng and looked at him with some pale complexion and red eyes. He touched his face with distressed feelings. "You are also worried about you. Next time you come back late, let the next person come back and pass. Message."

"Tomorrow has to get up early, let Defu give you a different medicine to rest early." After shooting in the back of Wen Yan, Fu Youqin pushed him out and let Defu hit the lantern to send him back.

Wen Yan obediently walked to the door, and couldn't help but look back when he left. He happened to see Wen Buli's brow wrinkled and tight, looking at his wife.

He noticed the stunned look, his face was stiff, and he wanted to cover his mouth and put his face on his father. "Go back to rest early."

The commandment of the commandment was smashed in the palm of your hand, and you heard the urge to endure the questioning and told yourself that it was not the time to confront it, and then walked straight out step by step.

Back to his yard, Dai Fu took the hot water to wipe him, put on a soft close-fitting shirt, and smelled the whole indented into the quilt.

Seeing him sleep, Defoe blew out the candles on the table and gently retreated to the outside.

The footsteps went far, and there was a very light and very fine whimper in the black room. I heard the bite of the dead and the corner, letting the salty tears flow.

In the past, all kinds of lanterns were put in the mind, and the sense of powerlessness and the joy of recovery were intertwined into complex emotions. During the day, he could still be calm, and when the night was no one, he couldn’t help but feel the collapse.

Especially when I saw the person who hated him the most.

He had never thought about the past life, why a person can pretend for so long. He still remembers the distorted grievances on his face when he confronted his father. It doesn't match the face of his Sven, as if the ugly evil spirits are covered with hypocritical human skin, so that Wen Wei feels disgusted in his heart.

Hidden in the quilt and cried for a long while, the intense emotions seemed to flow out with tears, smelling and sucking the nose, and calculating the things since the rebirth in the mind.

He has no special ability, he can only rely on the more living prophet to carefully reverse the tragedy of past lives.

I carefully thought about my plan and made sure that I didn't miss it. Wen Wei only slept in the past.

The next day, it was still not bright, and it was full of excitement.

Dai Fu took the washing utensils and came in and shouted and got up. Wen Wei was a sergeant. He had to follow the family to give the new bride a wedding scene, so his dress was also very grand, and he had to get up early to clean up.

After washing, Dai Fu held a dress to make Wen Yi change clothes.

On the big day, the dress is red from the blouse to the robe. On the dark red satin, the delicate group pattern is embroidered with gold thread, and the black brocade is rolled, and the celebration is accompanied by some solemnity.

Defoe helped him organize his clothes and flattened the black hair with a red coral crown.

"It’s so beautiful to wear this guy. If you go out for a walk, you must have to throw the ladies and ladies to throw flowers."

Wen Yan stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at it with a scorpion, but he didn't care much.

Da Chu folk style is open, men and women are all beautiful, a good face, in the big Chu can always be counted to be sought after, but the water can also overturn the boat, this face is a icing on the cake, but in the adversity, it only Will attract more trouble.

The south wind prevails in the big Chu, many of the officials show that they like to raise a male pet. In the past life, he almost became one of them. If his mother had a heart on his face, he would ruin his life. He estimated that even later There will be no stagnation for a few years.

"Let's go." Wen Yan removed his eyes and walked to the yard where he heard the book.

Wen Shuyue’s yard is more noisy and lively. Fu Youqin took the housekeeper’s inventory of the dowry cage, and the boxes that were counted were put into the carriage. These are the dowry of Wenshu.

When I saw Wen, Fu Youqin handed the account book to the housekeeper and came over and took the hand of Wen.

The wound of the palm of the hand traverses the palm of the hand, deep and narrow. After a night, the blood has stopped, but there is some slight dull pain. Ford intends to bandage him with a red cloth towel, and it is not seen in the sleeve.

Seeing the meticulousness of the wound dressing, Fu Youqin puts down his heart and turns to the link of sending a kiss today.

Lehe Town is adjacent to Sifang Town, but there are many cars and horses in the welcome group. It takes more than two hours to walk the official road. At about the beginning of the morning (7:00 am), the Jiaojia’s welcoming team will arrive. But now it’s only a short time away from the Chen, but there is no news at the welcome team.

Fu Youqin is somewhat worried, "Is it going to be a scorpion on the road?"

I smelled my lips and held back my smile. I thought that Jiaojia’s finding a person without finding a problem is still a problem. The mouth is comforting: “Maybe it’s late for departure, then wait patiently.”

Fu Youqin nodded, and touched the right eye uneasy. The right eyelid had jumped for a morning.