Chapter 617: Catching Someone's Tryst
Daohua looked at the Marriage Tree and thought that the tree was really big and looked like it was hundreds of years old.
Seeing the growing crowd under the marriage tree, Daohua looked at Pingtong and asked, "Does it have to be a red string?"
Ping Tong nodded: "Of course, how can you worship Yue Lao without tying a red string? Think about it, young lady, if Yue Lao finds you a good husband, but you don't tie the red string to tie him down, and he runs away, what a pity that would be."
Daohua was silent for a moment: "Okay then, you guys wait here, I'll take a look around."
She didn't want to wait here foolishly. The marriage tree was lush and many branches extended outward. She looked around to see if she could tie the red string somewhere else.
Ping Tong hurriedly said, "Miss, please don't go too far."
Daohua nodded, and then began to stroll around the marriage tree.
At the same time, in a guest house behind the Yue Lao Temple, Guo Ruomei and Chu Lang were sitting opposite each other in a pavilion.
Guo Ruomei looked at Chu Lang, whose face was a little pale, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "How are your injuries?"
Chu Lang chuckled and said, "It's okay. The poison your son received from Dunkong was quite strong. When I found him, he was almost dead. The last punch he threw at me didn't hurt me much. I'm just suffering from a relapse of my old illness. I'll be fine after some time of rest."
Guo Ruomei remained silent. She knew that the whole story was not as simple as Chu Lang said. After a while, she spoke, "Thank you."
Hearing these two words, Chu Lang smiled bitterly and reached out to hold Guo Ruomei's hand: "Do you really have to be so unorthodox with me?"
Just then, there was a rustling sound from the courtyard wall. They both looked up at the same time and saw the rice flowers that had just climbed up the wall and were looking at them.
Seeing the rice flowers, Guo Ruomei immediately shook off Chu Lang's hand in panic and quickly took a few steps back, acting as if she was not familiar with Chu Lang.
Seeing her like this, Chu Lang's eyes became a little dim.
Daohua, who was standing on the wall, looked at the two of them and felt a pang in her heart. What kind of luck did she have? She was just tying a red rope, but she didn't expect to run into someone having a tryst, and one of them was someone she knew.
Seeing Chu Lang looking towards her, Daohua raised the red rope in her hand and said with a wry smile, "I'm just here to tie a red rope. I'll be leaving soon." As she spoke, she quickly tied the red rope to the tree and looked at Chu Lang, "Go on, go on, just pretend you didn't see me!"
Before Chu Lang could react, the man had already slipped down the wall.
Chu Lang shook his head speechlessly. Thinking of the scene he saw with Xiao Yeyang and Daohua on the boat that day, he couldn't help but say to Guo Ruomei, "Your son seems to be very good to this girl."
Guo Ruomei nodded: "I know this girl, she's a good kid. She's helped a lot in easing the relationship between Yang'er and me over the years."
Chu Lang's eyes flashed, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?" He paused and said, "But I heard that their family background is not very good."
Guo Ruomei looked at Chu Lang: "When did you start to care about these things?"
Chu Lang: "I don't care, but I'm afraid you might care, right?"
Guo Ruomei was silent for a while. "Yang'er has grown up, and I haven't fulfilled much of my motherly duties. How dare I interfere in his marriage? As long as Yang'er really likes the girl, I won't object."
Chu Lang didn't say anything more.
On the other side, after Daohua came down from the wall, she couldn't help but pat her chest, lamenting her bad luck that she would encounter such a thing even when tying a red rope.
After taking a glance at the yard, Daohua quickly took Wang Maner and Bishi to find Yan Yihan and the other two.
This time when she came to worship Yue Lao, Mrs. Li met many acquaintances, and they all agreed to have a vegetarian meal in the temple.
After lunch, Daohua felt a little sleepy, so she wandered around the cafeteria to relieve her sleepiness.
This time she didn't dare to wander around, however, even though she didn't wander around, others came to her door.
Seeing Chu Lang blocking his way, the sleepyhead of Rice Flower flew away immediately, raised his paw stiffly and said hello: "What a coincidence."
Chu Lang gently waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "It's quite a coincidence. I didn't expect to see a girl in Yue Lao Temple."
Daohua smiled awkwardly and thought to herself, it was normal for her to come to the Yue Lao Temple, but it was abnormal for him, an old man in his thirties or forties, to come to the Yue Lao Temple.
"If you are alright, Senior, I will take my leave now."
After saying that, he wanted to leave in a hurry with Wang Maner and Bishi.
Chu Lang quickly put away his folding fan and used it to stop Daohua: "What a coincidence, I have something to talk to you about."
Daohua looked at the crowds coming in and out not far away, but she wasn't too worried. However, she squeezed the drug in her purse and silently calculated the chances of success. "Senior and I have only met twice. What can we talk about?"
Chu Lang glanced at Daohua's hand hanging by her side and said with a smile, "Of course there are, such as that stubborn and unruly Xiao Yeyang."
Daohua frowned: "Senior, just say whatever you want to say."
Feeling Daohua's vigilance, Chu Lang smiled and said, "Why, Xiao Yeyang didn't tell you my identity?"
Daohua glanced at him and said nothing.
Chu Lang shook his head in disappointment and said, "What an ungrateful fellow! If I hadn't helped him kill Monk Dunkong, his identity as a Jinling Guard would have been known to the Eight Princes and their followers long ago."
Daohua didn't respond. Not to mention that she didn't know the man's identity, even if she knew, she wouldn't help him to speak against Xiao Yeyang. After a moment of silence, she said:
"Senior, are you stopping me because of what happened earlier?"
"Don't worry, I know that words can cause trouble. I will keep your secret meeting with that lady a secret and won't tell anyone."
After hearing this, Chu Lang was a little stunned, and then looked at Daohua speechlessly: "Why do you think that Ruo and I are having a tryst?"
Daohua looked doubtful: "Isn't it?" She saw it all, the two of them holding hands, and then when he saw her, he looked like he was trying hard to deny it. If it wasn't a tryst, what could it be?
Chu Lang vehemently denied: "Of course not."
Daohua said "Oh" and then didn't respond. She was not interested in other people's affairs.
Chu Lang fanned himself a few times, and he found that the girl in front of him and Xiao Yeyang were a perfect match, both of them could make people angry to death.
Seeing that Chu Lang didn't seem to have any hostility, Daohua said, "Senior, I've been out for quite some time now. I should go back now, otherwise my mother will be worried. Please allow me to take my leave first."
Chu Lang glanced at Daohua calmly and said, "I heard that Xiao Yeyang is looking for Jingsui Grass?"
Daohua, who was thinking about how to escape quickly, looked at Chu Lang when she heard this and asked, "Senior, do you have Jingsui Grass?"
Chu Lang raised his eyebrows: "Not in a hurry to leave?"
Rice flower: “.”
Chu Lang's expression turned serious. "Tell that kid not to use drugs to dredge the meridians carelessly. The Eight Meridians Pill is not that easy to prepare. Using drugs carelessly will leave a lot of trauma on the body."
Hearing this, Daohua looked disappointed: "So, Senior, you don't have the Jingsui Grass?"
Chu Lang glanced at her and took out a small round box from his arms: "Give it to that boy."
Daohua looked at the box and asked, "What's this? Can I see it?"
Chu Lang: "That kid is looking for Jingsui grass seeds, right? I just happen to have one." He shook his head and said, "It's just a seed. Even if I use it to make medicine, it won't have any effect."
If he hadn't thought that these were the seeds of the Jingsui grass, he wouldn't have kept them well.
Looking at the happy rice flowers, Chu Lang's mouth curled up. If he had given the seeds directly to Xiao Yeyang, that boy would definitely not want them given his temper. Now that his sweetheart had helped him collect them, no matter whether the seeds were useful or not, he had to appreciate his kindness.
(End of this chapter)
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