"It's okay, I will take good care of grandma," Chen Qingxuan looked at Ah Chou's red eyes. He felt a little comforted. In fact, at this time, if he said something tough, Ah Chou would naturally go back with him, but every time he faced Ah Chou, his heart could not be hardened. At that moment, he gently patted Ah Chou's shoulder and said, "Girl. Go home. The master is waiting for you at home alone. If the master has finished reading his book, you can come to my place directly to get the book for him. You also have a key, so you don't have to return it."
After saying this, Chen Qingxuan picked up the bag in his hand and walked out of the door. Ah Chou lowered his head and followed behind him.
"Mr. Chen, what's going on?" As soon as Pang Yi drove over, he saw Chen Qingxuan carrying large and small bags out. Seeing that he was in a hurry, Pang Yi was naturally puzzled. He immediately pulled the reins and asked.
"It's Mr. Pang," Chen Qingxuan explained to Pang Yi as he put the bag in his hand into the donkey cart. "This morning, grandma fell down at home and broke her arm. I have to go back to take care of her. I don't know when I can come back. Fortunately, Mr. Pang is back, and I can leave without any worries."
Chen Qingxuan was referring to the matter of taking care of Zhong Mingwei. Pang Yi asked him to take care of Zhong Mingwei, but he had to go back to the village. In fact, he still felt sorry for Pang Yi. When he saw Pang Yi at this time, he felt a lot more at ease.
"Mr. Chen, that's not right. I should thank you properly," Pang Yi hurriedly bowed to Chen Qingxuan. Seeing Ah Chou also came out, Pang Yi hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Madam, please get in the car. I will take you home."
"I won't go back," Ah Chou said to Pang Yi, "Grandma Chen treats me like her own granddaughter. Now that Grandma Chen is sick, I am really worried. I have to go with Mr. Chen to take care of Grandma Chen. I was worried just now, but now that I see you are back, I am relieved."
"Madam..." Pang Yi was stunned. He looked at Chen Qingxuan. Even though he felt it was difficult to speak in front of others, he still lowered his voice and said to Ah Chou, "Madam, I have been looking forward to your return home."
"It's okay, he won't be angry with me because of this," Ah Chou was unmoved. He climbed onto Uncle Chen's donkey cart and told Pang Yi, "Let him recover from his injuries. If his injuries haven't healed by the time I come back, I'll punish him!"
This time Pang Yi hadn't spoken yet, but the curtain of the carriage was opened from the inside, and an old man with white hair and beard poked his head out, looking at Ah Chou with an unhappy face: "Why are you so sarcastic, girl?"
"I... why do I have such a hidden meaning in my words?" Ah Chou stared at the old man in confusion, "Who are you?"
"Let me ask you, the patient's wounds can't be healed, but you want to punish him. What's the logic behind this?" Gu Changlin argued with Ah Chou childishly, "I'm afraid you don't want to punish the patient, but rather want to punish the doctor, right?"
Ah Chou was so stunned by him that he stared blankly: "You...what do you mean by this?"
"Madam, madam! Mr. Gu didn't mean that. Please don't take it personally!" Pang Yi hurried over to smooth things over while urging Uncle Chen to drive the car. "Hurry up! Hurry up! Go back to the village to see Grandma Chen!"
“Pah!”
Uncle Chen had become impatient waiting, so he smashed the whip and drove the donkey cart away.
"Oh!" Pang Yi watched the donkey cart going farther and farther away and couldn't help but sigh. He watched his wife leave with a man without trying to stop her. If Zhong Mingwei knew about this, he would probably have a hard time in the future, right?
"Hey! Kid!" Gu Changlin also looked unhappy. He pointed at Pang Yi who was sighing and said with a dark face, "What did you just say about not arguing with me? What do you mean by telling a little girl not to argue with an old man like me who is almost 70 years old? Who are you making fun of?!"
"Mr. Gu! Uncle Gu! Grandpa Gu!" Pang Yi kept bowing to Gu Changlin, almost kneeling down and kowtowing, "Just pretend you didn't hear anything! Don't bother with a brat like me, okay?"
"Humph!" Gu Changlin finally felt relieved. He took a sip of wine and said slowly, "Didn't you say your master is already thirty-three?"
"Yes, the master is thirty-three this year," Pang Yi said, brushing off the snow on his body and looking at Gu Changlin, "Why did Mr. Gu suddenly ask this?"
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