Seeing Zheng Xi\'s adulterous look on your face, Ling Qingyu said positively, "we are good friends. Is there a problem going to the grave for the parents of our good friends?"

"Good friend?" Zheng Xi looked at Yang Zhao\'s face and began to blacken. He was in a happy mood and said, "the gold shop is equivalent to a business without capital. Suzhou is rich. At the end of the new year, he made a lot of money. He sold goods with a total of more than 200000 Liang of silver. After removing the goods bought by the weaving workshop and the expenses of the shop, he made a net profit of 200000 Liang. By the way, there is something you must like to hear."

"Ah? What good thing?" Lingqingyu wished he would stop asking questions and asked hurriedly.

"About the Lin family, the third young master of the Lin family, Lin Guoqiang, fell in love with a flower chief from Yangzhou after the new year. He spent an unknown amount of money. Later, he fell in love with gambling and lost a lot of money. Later, he stole his family\'s land lease and exchanged money. According to the girl, he found Chen San of the gambling shop and bought it all at a low price. There are always more than 10000 mu of land. The loser, a good farmland worth 15 or 20 liang of silver an mu, is only five Two sold, heard that Lin Jiacheng know, angry spit blood, now still lying in bed. “

"How much do we charge?" Ling Qingyu drank water and glanced at Yan San unconsciously. The red chamber work was really reliable, but she remembered that it was entrusted last summer. How could she do it after the new year?

"Chen San is too dark, so he forced us to take eight or two acres." Zheng Xi sighed. It\'s really boring to spend money to buy back the land that belongs to my family.

"We don\'t lack this money. What I want is what they secretly entered. They must spit it out for me. I remember that they swallowed thousands of acres of land at the beginning." Ling Qingyu sneered.

"Now he has a tight mind. Lin Guoqiang still owes Chen San tens of thousands of liang of silver. The Lin Jiacheng has a word to say that if you kill someone, you won\'t give him any money." Zheng Xidao.

"What about Yangzhou Huakui?" Ling Qingyu asked with a smile.

"It is said that when Lin Guoqiang was beaten half to death by Chen San, the Hua Kui was also very generous to take out his private house to save him, so Lin Guoqiang was ruthless to steal the deed of land, but now the Hua Kui didn\'t know where to go. Lin Guoqiang also went to the County Yamen to hand over a paper, saying that Chen San and the Hua Kui cheated him of his money and were beaten out." Zheng Xi laughed. How can a person who can open a gambling shop have no background? Now that the Wu family has moved to the capital, who will offend people for the Lin family?

"Give Chen three benefits and ask him to hurry up to collect debts." After thinking for a while, Ling Qingyu asked again, "there is no news about Lin Zixu?"

"Just about to tell you this, the eldest miss of the Lin family was originally engaged to the son of the Murong family in Suzhou, but the son has been in poor health, so the Lin family has been dragging their feet and refused to marry. I heard a few days ago that Lin Zixu eloped with a playboy." Zheng Xidao.

Elopement, this is indeed what Lin Zixu did. Ling Qingyu\'s eyes narrowed slightly with a cold feeling. Even if she entrusted Red Mansions to seduce Lin Zixu, a actor, if Lin Zixu did well or had such a trace of rules, would never elope with the actor.

"However, it was spread in private. The Lin family didn\'t say anything, and the Murong family didn\'t say anything, so they didn\'t know whether it was true or false." Zheng Xi looked at Ling Qingyu\'s expression and said. No matter what Lin Zixu did to the girl, the girl wouldn\'t care too much, but Lin Zixu was so angry with his wife that she didn\'t hate her to the bone.

"In this world, there will always be retribution. I\'m not in a hurry. It\'s over if I can be so happy?" Ling Qingyu lowered her eyelashes and covered the fierce color in her eyes, a faint way.

At this time, she didn\'t realize that she had brought a cold air, and a deep hatred spread. Ling Qingyu Zheng Xi was familiar with this appearance, but others had never seen it. Yang Zhao felt a pain in his heart and stretched out his hand to shake her hand.

Zheng Xi was one step ahead and smiled at her, "yes, how can it end so easily? The meal is ready. Let\'s eat." Then he dragged her to the main hall.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

The room seemed to freeze, and no one spoke or moved. This woman is always smiling. It seems that there is nothing in the world that she doesn\'t know she can\'t do.

With the sound of "Dang", he Li walked out when the long sword came out of its sheath.

"Let her do it herself." Yan San leaned against the door, put one foot on the door frame, bowed his head and said, "only by avenging herself can she be at ease."

After stopping for a few seconds, he Li\'s long sword was still scabbard, but he punched hard on the wall.

"Wow! Braised pork! I love you so much, green sleeve. You are really a good wife! Ah! Why don\'t you marry me!" Ling Qingyu\'s cheerful voice came from the main hall, and then shouted loudly, "Yang Zhaoyan, three, hey, if you don\'t eat again, I\'ll eat it alone!"

Yan San put down his feet and went to the main hall.

Just as she never interfered with any of their decisions, she didn\'t think about whom to rely on in her own affairs. Yang Zhao stood up and took the lead to the main hall, with a faint smile on his heavy face.

She will act coquettish with the old servant, eat the tofu of the little servant girl, and grab food with Zheng Xi. Compared with Hangzhou, this is her real home and a place where she can really relax.

After dinner, Ling Qingyu sat on the stone table in front of the hall and looked at the paper men and horses in the yard. After thinking for a long time, he said to Zheng Xi, "Zheng Xi, we\'ll go to the grave for our parents this evening."

"Ah? Tonight?" Zheng Xi was stunned. He usually went to the grave on July 15. Why did he go ahead of time.

"There are many of us, and there is a lot of noise. If the Lin family sees us tomorrow, there may be some trouble." Ling Qingyu stood up and said. She\'s not afraid of trouble. The problem is that although Yang Zhao said that he had a five-day holiday, it\'s obvious that they were urged to leave, and there may be a limit on the return date. Once there was any trouble, Yang zhaoding would not let himself face it here. If he didn\'t leave, once he missed the return date, it would be ten lives.

"Doesn\'t it mean that from the first day of July to the fifteenth day of July, it\'s time for our ancestors to accept sacrifices? My parents love me so much that I must hope I can visit them when I come back." Seeing Zheng Xi\'s face, Ling Qingyu laughed.

Zheng Bo drove the carriage, and Yang Zhao separated into three people and climbed the hill beside Taihu Lake.

Burned incense and candles, and burned those paper men and paper horses in the leeward.

Ling Qingyu deeply kowtowed three heads, and silently said, "don\'t worry, mom. Give my daughter some more time, and I will make those people die hard."

Yang Zhao knelt beside her and kowtowed three heads. He silently said, "uncle and aunt, Zhao will do everything I can to protect her. When Zhao has a big deal, he will officially come to her house and ask for marriage. He will live up to her in this life."

auzw. The night breeze was slight, and mother Zheng muttered in a low voice while burning paper in front of the grave. Her thin voice combined with the paper ashes all over the sky, just like a June snow.

Looking at the half lit lights in the remote villa, Ling Qingyu pointed to the beautiful place and said to Yang Zhao who came to his side, "it was the residence my father gave to my mother. Isn\'t it beautiful?"

Yang Zhao held her hand. Although it is far away, the beauty of the yard is still dimly discernible. It can be imagined how much effort she spent at the beginning. She grew up there. She should have been a lady who didn\'t touch the spring water. Now she is full of calluses. She can sail, go to the sea and take care of everything by herself.

"Zhao," Ling Qingyu was stunned when she saw the heartache in Yang Zhao\'s eyes, Then he laughed and said, "I actually prefer the free life on the ship. I\'m the most unrestrained person. It\'s harder for me to stay in the backyard every day than to kill me. I\'m not remembering the wealth in the backyard. Speaking of wealth, my wealth is more than ten times that of my father at the beginning. It\'s only my mother and my father\'s original intention that I feel heartache." So please forgive me, Yang Zhao. Although I like you, I won\'t give up my lifestyle.

Yang Zhao didn\'t make a sound, but just clenched her hand.

It was almost midnight when they returned to the yard. The Zheng family naturally went back to their own yard. When they saw that others had found rooms in the front yard to live in, Ling Qingyu returned to the backyard.

This small courtyard was originally a two-way street. There were seven rooms in the front yard that were originally occupied by the Zheng family, but now it\'s just where they live. The main room in the backyard was originally occupied by Ling Qingyu\'s mother. After her mother died, Ling Qingyu didn\'t move these three main rooms, except that Zheng\'s mother cleaned them regularly.

After sitting in the main room for more than two years, it seems that the smile of young mothers in the world is still in front of them.

Seeing that the moon is in the middle of the sky, Ling Qingyu gently closes the door of the main room and returns to the east room where he lives. There are also three East rooms. The one on the left has been changed into a bathroom. At this time, the big wooden bucket in the room has been filled with warm water. After exploring the water temperature, Ling Qingyu takes off his clothes and pokes himself into a bath.

"Yang Zhao." Yang Zhao just wanted to push the door of the East Wing room. Hearing Yan San calling behind him, he turned around and looked at him.

"Come here." Yan San pointed to the stone table in the small yard and sat at the table by himself.

"What\'s the matter?" Yang Zhao was stunned. He walked over and sat opposite him.

"It\'s almost midnight." Looking up at the sky, Yan San rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I have something to tell you."

"Say something quickly."

"Did she kill a thousand year old snake on that island?" Seeing Yang Zhao nodding, Yan San said, "she also ate the snake pill of the snake at that time, so later she would be invincible. Snakes on the island dare not touch her."

"We all know this." Yang Zhao was a little impatient.

"Then do you know that the snake pill is not easy to eat? The Millennium snake is about to turn into a dragon. Its snake pill is excellent, but it is also extremely Yin. Let me tell you, if a woman eats the snake pill," Yan San organized a language and said, "a woman is Yin, and that snake pill is extremely Yin. If there is nothing to feed it, at midnight on July 14, at the most Yin time of the year, she can be killed."

Yang Zhao turned pale. Looking at the sky again, he stood up, pushed open the door and rushed in.

Ling Qingyu had fallen asleep with her head against the edge of the barrel, but a thin layer of ice appeared on the water that should have been steaming.

"What do you want to feed?" Ling Qingyu was taken out, but his body in his arms was cold. Yang Zhao shouted to Yan San.

"Yang Jing." Yan San pointed under him and said, "feed."

"Get out." Yang Zhao put Ling Qingyu on the bed in the bedroom, tore open his clothes and whispered.

Yan San closed the door, sat by the stone table, took out the soup pot stolen from the kitchen, poured a bowl, and slowly drank it.

Her body was supposed to be warm and moist, but it was cold and dry at this time, which made Yang Zhao feel cold.

"It\'s okay, it\'ll be okay." Yang Zhao leaned over and kissed the frosted lips.

Is this the price? You desperately saved us, and then made yourself like this?

……

Hearing the movement in the room, Yan San stood up and opened the door.

Yang Zhao stared at him. Seeing that he began to take off his clothes, he closed his eyes and said, "let me out first."

"Can you still move?" Yan San\'s hands didn\'t stop, his eyes swept on Yang Zhao and said.

Yang Zhao bit his teeth and sat up from the bed, looking at Ling Qingyu\'s still green body, holding the edge of the bed to get out of bed. His feet were soft, and his weak body fell at the foot of the bed.

Without waiting for Yang Zhao\'s annoyed fist to hit, Yan San directly clicked his faint acupoint, whispered the trouble, put him on the foot of the bed and sat down, and then got into bed.

After panting for a few times, Yan San got up, propped up her weak body and moved to the wooden frame. She dipped her handkerchief in water and cleaned Ling Qingyu. Then she threw Yang Zhao on the bed, untied his hole, picked up her clothes and walked out with the wall.

The door closed behind him. Yan San slid down the wall and sat on the ground.

The moonlight has faded, dyeing the room with a layer of light from the window.