Chapter 130 You're still alive?
Xie Liangchen glanced at Li Junping: "What? You never told your mother about what you did at the academy? Do I have to help you recall what you did?"
"Are you talking to me now because you're afraid I'll complain and make Jiang Pangya dislike you?"
Upon hearing this, Li Junping secretly loosened the small hand behind his back and said, "Am I afraid of you? You can go and tell me yourself. I... have a clear conscience."
"A clear conscience?" Xie Liangchen found it amusing: "You beat your classmate to a pulp and humiliated him like that, how can you say you have a clear conscience?"
I should tell you, on my way home today I saw that classmate surnamed Zhao's family had already arrived. His mother was crying and saying she was coming to confront them. You'd better watch yourself.”
Upon hearing this, Li Junping's expression remained unchanged. He simply leaned against the door again, his eyes lowered, lost in thought.
"Come in."
At that moment, Jiang Nuanzhi's voice came from inside the house.
As the two entered, they saw Jiang Nuanzhi casually wipe the sweat from her forehead and then jump off the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed).
"I've already given her acupuncture. Judging from her condition, she shouldn't have any lasting effects. She's still young, so she'll recover quickly."
Hearing her words, Xie Liangchen nodded. Seeing the large beads of sweat on her forehead, he inexplicably pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Wipe your sweat."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked over with a strange expression. Wasn't this person annoying her to death? What was he trying to do?
The next second, Ping'er stood in front of him, smiling as she raised her sleeve.
"Mother, let me wipe your sweat."
Xie Liangchen awkwardly put the handkerchief away, belatedly realizing that his action seemed somewhat inappropriate.
Changing her tone, she said, "Don't misunderstand, I... I just want you to take a look at my hand..."
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "The two taels of silver you gave me can only treat two patients. If you add you, the silver won't be enough."
A hint of disgust flashed in Xie Liangchen's delicate eyes. Although this person had changed, he was still unpleasant to be around.
He wondered to himself if he had been bewitched, for he had actually wanted to wipe the sweat off this woman.
He immediately pursed his lips, took out an ounce of silver from his pocket, and slammed it onto the table.
Jiang Nuanzhi's face lit up with a smile when she saw the silver. In the blink of an eye, she slipped the silver into her sleeve and, smiling, extended her hand to Xie Liangchen, who was sitting down: "Young Master, is your hand uncomfortable? Tell me in detail. I'll take a look."
Xie Liangchen: "."
This is the first time I've realized how useful money is...
"Father, what are you looking at?"
Little Baozhu noticed that her father had been staring blankly out the window for a while, so she stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
Li Rong snapped out of his daze and touched his nose: "...Hasn't your mother come back yet?"
Baozhu nodded: "Yes, Mother is going out to see patients, it will be a long time. Father, do you miss Mother too?"
Li Rong froze instantly, glaring at his daughter with a fierce expression: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Little Baozhu wasn't afraid of him at all. She covered her mouth and laughed, "Daddy, don't be embarrassed. Baozhu misses Mommy very often too!"
Mother always goes out for a long, long time, and Baozhu misses her every day. Mother said that she misses Baozhu when she goes out. Maybe Mother misses your father too.
As she spoke, she patted her father's hand reassuringly.
"We just need to be good and wait for Mom to come back, and she will cook delicious food for us!"
Looking at his daughter's smiling face, Li Rong had the words on the tip of his tongue several times, but he didn't know how to explain.
"Oh! Father, look! It's that bad guy! He actually came to our house!"
Before Li Rong could speak, Xiao Baozhu spotted the people in the courtyard and immediately clenched her little fists in anger.
Li Rong frowned and looked over, and saw Afu strutting into the courtyard with an air of arrogance.
"Hey, you must be that young master Lü, right? Jiang Pangya sent me. She wants you to get the medicine for me according to this prescription."
Ah Fu crossed his arms and spoke to Young Master Lü in a condescending manner.
Lu Shizhu, who was also bored, was chopping firewood. Upon hearing this, he immediately threw down the axe with a bang, stepped onto the wooden block, squinted, and asked, "Who gave you the right to speak to me so arrogantly?"
Afu nearly got his foot hit and was startled, taking several steps back: "Hey, what are you doing? Jiang Pangya sent me, do you dare to lay a hand on me?"
Lu Shizhu rolled her eyes, snatched the prescription from his hand, and impatiently held out her hand: "Silver."
He wouldn't even bother to get his hands dirty with his own hands!
"Hey, Jiang Pangya asked me to pick this up, how dare you ask me for money?"
"Even if it were the Heavenly King himself, he'd have to pay us to get his medicine! If you don't have money, get lost." Young Master Lü waved his hand impatiently.
Afu gritted his teeth. The young master had given him half a string of cash. He had thought he could save some money, but he hadn't expected the man to be so rude.
But he wasn't foolish enough to actually provoke this person.
The Lü family was quite prestigious in Liujiang County. Although it seemed unbelievable, this man who looked like a local thug was indeed the young master of Tongji Pharmacy.
After weighing his options, he finally took out the money.
Lu Shizhu took the money, snorted coldly, and then went inside to get the medicine for him.
Afu wanted to go in with them, but when they got to the door, he was stopped by Lü Shizhu.
Just kidding, the other people in the house who don't want to see anyone are hiding here, how could we let outsiders in?
"Just wait patiently."
He left those words behind, slammed the door shut, and turned to get the medicine.
Afu wasn't particularly interested in the pharmacy, but his gaze had already fallen on a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs on the table.
He could smell the aroma of the ribs as soon as he and the young master arrived.
He hadn't eaten, and his stomach was rumbling loudly. Now, seeing the amber-colored ribs with a slightly charred aroma, he couldn't move an inch.
Almost instinctively, I walked towards the table.
"Stop! You thief, don't steal my pork ribs!"
Ah Fu's hand was about to grab the rib when he was suddenly hit and turned around.
He thought he'd quickly grab a bite since no one was around, but then he saw someone behind him. There stood the little cripple, glaring at him menacingly.
"These are our spare ribs! You bad person, I don't welcome you! Get out of here!"
Hearing the noise, Xiao Baozhu also came out and stood behind Xiao Er, looking at A Fu with shared hatred.
Afu: "A cripple and a brat, they dare to tell me what to do? Get out of my way!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but swallow again.
"Jiang Pangya's things are our young master's things. I'm going to eat all these ribs today." With that, he reached out to grab the ribs again.
Enraged, the waiter immediately grabbed a stick and struck the man's hand.
"Bad guy, we're not afraid of you anymore, our father is at home!"
Caught off guard, Ah Fu was beaten back by the waiter with sticks.
Little Baozhu immediately tiptoed, picked up her own spare ribs, turned around, and ran into the house to find her father.
When Xiao Er saw Baozhu leave with the ribs, he dropped his stick and ran off to find his father.
Afu was furious and followed closely behind into the house. He bumped into Li Rong, who was sitting there.
Li Rong was naturally tall and imposing, exuding an aura of authority even without anger. When Afu first saw him, he was startled and took several steps back.
"You...you're still alive?"
I heard the villagers gossiping that this person didn't have many days left to live, so how come he's sitting here perfectly fine now?
"You're the one who's going to die! My father only injured his leg; he'll be fine soon!"
Little Baozhu angrily waved her little fists at Afu from behind Li Rong.
The waiter nodded earnestly, "Yes! Father will be better soon!"
Upon hearing this, Afu looked at Li Rong's legs and realized that they hadn't moved at all. A mocking smile immediately appeared on his lips.
"Ha, the powerful father you're talking about, could he be this useless piece of trash who can't even stand up? Haha, that's hilarious!"
Good night~
(End of this chapter)
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