Zhu Ping fights with people almost every day, he saw this little white face with eyebrows and eyes similar to a woman, thinking of what this guy just said to his daughter-in-law, he couldn't wait to smash this face with a punch, but he didn't expect his fist to be empty.

A wave of strength came up, he snorted, and swung at Jun Moyin again.

"Sister, go and persuade them, let them stop fighting, this is all their own people, why bother, it's not good to hurt anyone." Especially Jun Moyin, he is the treasure of the Jun family, if he is beaten up by a rough person like Zhu Ping, it will be bad if it affects the Yi family.

Ming Ge spread her handkerchief on the stone bench on the side of the path, she sat there looking at the sun at the wound on her hand, and when she heard Brother Jing say this, she didn't raise her head and asked, "Why are you and your brother-in-law here?" ”

What kind of brother-in-law is that, Brother Jing'er's eyes flashed with disdain, but his face was not visible, and he only pretended not to understand Mingge's words, "Father asked me to take my brother-in-law around." ”

"Really? This is the road to the inner house, is it possible for my brother to lead your brother-in-law to the inner courtyard for a walk, your brother-in-law doesn't understand the rules, and my brother doesn't know anything. ”

"My brother-in-law wants to go and see where my sister lives, I will only take him around here, this is closer to where my sister lives, don't misunderstand."

"Oh, I see." Chunmei on the side wanted to speak several times and stopped, Mingge ignored Brother Jing'er, tilted his head and asked Chunmei, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Miss, your wounds need to be bandaged, or let's go back to your boudoir and take a look, there is still wound medicine in the room."

"yes, okay." Ming Ge got up as he spoke, bypassing the two people in front of him who were already in a mess.

Brother Jing was stunned, one of the two people who fought was Mingge's husband, and the other was Mingge's old lover, Mingge was not in a hurry? "Sister, sister, why did you leave like this, you persuade your brother-in-law and cousin."

Ming Ge glanced at Brother Jing'er, "I'm just a guest of the Yi family, you are now the master of the Yi family, this kind of thing should be handled by you, the Yi family will still rely on you in the future, it's just such a trivial matter, my sister believes in your ability." ”

After she said this, she led Chunmei Shi Ran forward.

Although Zhu Ping is strong and fierce enough, he still has some difficulty in gaining the upper hand with a person like Shangjun Mo Yin, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, and Jun Mo Yin is too, he has good martial arts, but he is not good at the enemy's experience, and the two of them are not much worse when they fight.

The corner of his eyes swept to Ming Ge leaving, and both of them wanted to stop, but neither of them wanted to suffer a loss first.

Later, Jun Mo snorted, took a few steps back and stopped.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, where are you going? I'll take you to the hospital. ”

"Mingge, this is the ointment found by the pen, you go back and wash the wound and wipe it on the wound." Jun Moyin also stepped forward and handed the ointment to Chunmei, and instructed Chunmei, "Don't let your young lady's wound touch raw water these days, wipe the ointment three times a day, and help your young lady bandage the wound for a while, don't see the wind." ”

After the fight, Zhu Ping's hair was messy, his scattered clothes were full of dust, and there were a few leaves on his head, but Jun Moyin's white clothes embroidered with green bamboo didn't even have any wrinkles, and they were as clean as new.

It's really the difference between heaven and earth, especially when he heard Jun Moyin's sissy soft voice, Zhu Ping stared at this little white face with no face, no skin and no manhood, "No need." ”

After saying this, Zhu Ping was still puzzled and reached out to grab the plaster in Chunmei's hand and threw it on the side of the road.

Jun Mo looked at Ming Ge, but Ming Ge didn't even give him a look, only Zhu Ping pulled her and strode out. His eyelids drooped and fell on Ming Ge's messy steps, Zhu Ping's steps were big and fast, Ming Ge was pulled by him, and those small steps couldn't keep up with Zhu Ping at all, so he could only keep trotting.

He stood there, his little feet out of his sight, but his hands in his sleeves were still clenched, and he didn't let go for a long time.

After turning a corner, he couldn't feel the disgusting gaze, Zhu Ping turned his head, but this time, he found that Ming Ge's face was covered with fine sweat, panting, his face was flushed and flushed, and he was obviously trotting all the way with him.

Even Chunmei behind Ming Ge was panting.

He frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Why are you so tired, your body is too weak!" ”

"Well, it's too weak." Mingge smiled absently.

Zhu Ping moved his mouth and didn't speak, but then he deliberately slowed down his pace.

went to the hospital and bandaged Mingge's wounds, Zhu Ping wanted to settle the money, but there was nothing empty in his pocket, but Chunmei hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, I'll settle it." ”

Zhu Ping snorted, and when he went back, he was silent and never spoke again.

Ming Ge ignored his petty feelings, returned to his room, and began to practice martial arts again.

The servants who accompanied the marriage at home were sent by her in the Zhuangzi and the shop since the wedding night, and now Mingge only left two maids and a grandmother by his side, and a mother-in-law on the stove, which is much cleaner than before.

She stretches her limbs in the yard every day, and at first Chunmei and Mama will also talk, but after a long time, everyone gets used to it.

Zhu Ping seems to be very busy these days, and the brothers who are with him knock on the door and ask him if he is there.

Mingge guessed that he should have quit his job at the gambling house.

Zhu Ping stood lightly in front of Ming Ge's room, listening to no sound inside, thinking that people had fallen asleep, he stood for a while, and then walked towards his house, the room is dark on weekdays, today the lights are bright, he thought it was the grandmother who sent him supper, these days he went home at night, there were pastries and hot tea on the table, he knew that this must be ordered by Ming Ge, while lifting the curtain, facing the grandmother, "You don't need to help me prepare tea and snacks so late in the future, don't worry about me when you're old." ”

"It's me." Mingge put down the needle and thread in his hand and got up.

Sitting in front of the orange light, she had a warm smile on her face, her thin body was soft and weak, but she only felt warm all over her body, Zhu Ping was stunned, "Why are you here, why haven't you slept so late, how cold it is in this house, go back to your room quickly." ”

He himself has become accustomed to the cold feeling of not burning charcoal in the house, and he deliberately does not let his grandmother set off charcoal fire in this house.

"It's fine!" Ming Ge has been practicing martial arts for the past two days, and his physique is much better than before, "I just came in not long ago. ”

"Is there something wrong?" Zhu Ping looked at the needlework basket next to the singer, "How to do needlework under the lamp, your eyes will not be good in the future." "His mother was always doing needlework, her eyes were always tearful, and she couldn't see his face clearly before she died.