[Red Chamber] Jagged Lin Daiyu

Chapter 293 Brother Wen 4 and the Young Woman

Brother Wen is a careless but very responsible person. He rode for several hours, and went to a distant city to get the prescription: "A lot of medicine, wood fragrance, Coptis chinensis, and Atractylodes macrocephala. Sir, what is this medicine for?" ?” A Furong is opium, and it is said that it can be used as medicine.

Mr. Pharmacy is half a sitting doctor, so he is honored as Mr.The old man with the white beard stroked his beard: "Guest officer, what are you here to get the medicine for?

Brother Wen threw maltose into his mouth casually, and looked at the medicine drawers in the medicine cabinet with a smile. They neatly pasted red paper labels and wrote neatly written small letters, which made people feel happy when they saw it.

"The neighbor's uncle is sick, so he asked me to go into the city to buy medicine for him. Their family is secretive, and they don't know what's wrong."

The pharmacist looked at the prescription: "Chibai dysentery."

"What?"

"Dysentery with blood in the stool."

"Evil..." Fourth Brother Wen was a little disgusted.

The pharmacist wrapped up the medicine and instructed: "Grind it together and make it into powder, add rice to make balls, which are as big as small beans.

One point for the strong, half point for the old and the young, empty serving, rice soup

.Avoid acid, cold, greasy, tea, wine, green onions. "

Brother Wen nodded, and wandered to the tailor shop to buy a nice set of clothes, the material is better, after all, she has a wife~ As a time-traveling girl, she knows that even if she is a man, she must be handsome and gentle in order to be able to wear it. Guaranteeing that my wife will not cheat... Uh, the current situation should be said to ensure that my wife can persist in cheating.

Then he went to grab the medicine: "...Qing Muxiang...Chuan Gong...Guan Mutong..."

The pharmacist has never heard of Chuan Gong, but he has heard of a similar herb.

He took a look at the note in silence, almost laughed out loud, but seeing the tall man with a beard, he looked very difficult to mess with, and he didn't dare to say that the medicine was called Chuanxiong.Silently grabbed the medicine and collected the money.

After buying all the medicines, Fourth Brother Wen thought about it and went to buy some donkey-hide gelatin, as well as red dates, walnuts and black sesame seeds, and tried to make Guyuan ointment when he went back.

I'm so strong, I'm afraid the little lady can't bear it, it's better to make up in advance.

Can't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "I'm too gentle and considerate!"

A passer-by said: "It looks like they just got married."

"That's not right. If you've been married for a long time, you won't buy things for your daughter-in-law."

Wen Si was very sad in the past. Now there are so many jewelry inlaid with gemstones, pearls, and filigree, but I can't buy them!Saving too much looks like a pervert!Having a daughter-in-law is different~

You can buy her a pearl hairpin~Jinbuyao~wreath necklace, bracelet, ring~and a nice little skirt!The embroidered skirt~ so awesome!

She can also beat my chest with a small fist~ oops!very nice!

After Master Zhao woke up, he didn't find anything wrong. The smell of alcohol in the room was mixed with the smell of the bridal chamber, and he was weak (the acupuncture points poked by the fourth brother). He must have drank too much wine yesterday and had a mess.Oops, such a backache (from sitting in a chair for too long).

Ms. Zhuo was very upset, she whispered in a low voice that her back hurt and she was not feeling well, she got up and had breakfast before going back to sleep.

Mr. Zhao happily invited guests to drink and meet friends. He married her only for family property, not because he really liked her. This old man prefers active mature women, and has no interest in shy young girls.But at his age, being able to marry a young and rich new daughter-in-law is something to be happy about, and his old friends must be very envious.

The little bride is not suppressed by her parents-in-law, and the stepson below is also in her 40s, so I dare not say anything to her to avoid suspicion.She just lay quietly in the room for a while, and then sat up to exercise.

At night, Mr. Zhao was brought back drunk and fell asleep immediately.

The little bride hadn't slept all this time, she was running her internal energy until late at night, when someone popped the window with her fingers.

Wen Si nimbly opened the locked window, leaned on the window lattice and jumped in lightly, and closed the window again, the whole process was light and silent.He strode to the edge of the bed, stunned the servant girl and the old man, and then laughed softly: "Little lady, come and give me a kiss~"

"You're an old hand at stealing fragrance and jade." Zhuo Donglai tilted his head slightly, even a delicate lady doesn't like kissing, let alone such a rough guy.

He smelled a fresh smell, and glanced at him again, this person was very different from yesterday.He obviously came here after brushing his teeth, his hair was neatly combed, and he tied it up in a bun with a golden hairpin, his beard was carefully trimmed, and he was wearing new clothes, which made him look more handsome than yesterday.This made him feel a little better. Seeing a clean and tidy person always makes people feel better.

Brother Wen said with a smile: "Little lady wronged me. I always only rob money, not sex. Yesterday, I was robbed of sex."

"Hmph. Since ancient times, beauties love heroes, don't they?"

Wen Si's heart is full of beauty, and he is about to go to heaven~ He whispered: "Jiaojiao~ kiss me~"

"What did you call me?"

"Jiaojiao... Your nickname is Jiaoniang, can't you call me that?"

Zhuo Donglai was about to explode again, he calmed down and wiped his eyes pretending to be sad: "Don't mention the past..."

"Ah! I'm sorry. Here are the herbs you asked for~"

Ms. Zhuo: You ordinary people are so easy to deceive that there is no challenge and you don’t need to use your brains.

especially you!Sooner or later you will be sold, and you will have to count the money for them.

She opened several medicine bags and took a look, and took out a few medicines from each of them: "You can do me another favor, make these medicines into pills, find a pill seller to come here, and sell this thing as a drug Mr. Zhao. Be sure to let him buy it."

Fourth Brother Wen chuckled: "It's not that simple."

He pretended to pick up a pill from the air, and threw it into his mouth, making the sound of eating.Then take a step back.

Miss Zhuo saw his mace propped up a banner, and the feeling was indescribable: "This..."

Fourth brother Wen felt very sexy and shook his hips, pushed the air, thought he was handsome and coquettish, but stared at her leeringly: "This medicine is very effective~"

"You can do the same when the time comes?"

"As long as I think of you, I can come anytime, anywhere. Come on, come on~"

"Wait a minute." Ms. Zhuo took the time to read the paper she took out from Fourth Brother's arms, seeing that he didn't rush forward to force her, she also had some understanding of his temperament.

She had another pleasant sleep, and after getting used to the intense pleasure, she was able to find time out of her busy schedule to inquire about his identity background and martial arts, interpersonal communication and scope of activities, and what he relied on to make money.

Brother Wen answered the little lady's questions with his mouth, and climbed the dangerous peak with his hands, doing indescribable things with indescribable things.

He also took the time to ask: "What is that medicine for?"

I can't come to meet during the day, and I can't delay too long at night, so I have to superimpose the mutual communication and indescribable things.

"Naturally, ah, it's a good thing~ um~ It's a drug, it can make people addicted and make people, ah, hallucinate."

"Huh... do it again in a different position?"

Little lady: "No, I'm so tired. Tell me a story... okay~" It's fun to listen to other people acting like a baby, but it's disgusting to act like a baby yourself.Very disgusting!

Brother Wen's attributes of the king of the story remained unchanged, and he talked about it for an hour, focusing on describing his heroic appearance and bravery, his unparalleled martial arts, and his excellent moral qualities of integrity, nobleness and self-defense.

(This story is purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental)

Zhuo Donglai had some disgust in his eyes, people who brag about themselves are really boring, if you really have the ability, let others brag about you.

Looking at what you were wearing yesterday, and the tragic situation of not being able to marry a wife until now, it is not as amazing as you boasted.

It's a pity that I can't expose you now, nor can I tell you to get out. "Well, fourth brother, are you really so good at martial arts?"

"Hmm..." Wen Si scratched his head a little shyly, and exaggerated excitedly: "Of course, I did a little artistic processing to make this story better."

I'm not here to hear your stories!Well, a delicate little girl who was raised in a deep house compound, she wanted to hear a natural story.Miss Zhuo tentatively asked: "I also want to practice martial arts, can you teach me your martial arts, okay?" I want to see what kind of kung fu you practice.Mind if I practice martial arts?Or how much you trust me.Credulity!

Wen Si smiled slightly, took her small hand to touch the scar on his shoulder and chest, and compared her softness with his big rough hand. Her palm was fair, her fingers were as long as scallions, and her nails were long and reddish, as if Delicious artwork.

Brother Wen's palms are broad and thick, with calluses and twisted scars on the palms, thick joints and thick fingers: "Martial arts training is very hard."

"It's better than being on your own."

The little lady is so innocent and cute~ "Even if you practice martial arts, your martial arts are very good, but you still can't help yourself. Ordinary people fight for interests, and they have to pretend to be benevolent and moral, but people in the world don't need to pretend, they are all jungle."

Idiot, where in the world is the law of the jungle?In the marketplace, above the court, and in the rivers and lakes, there has never been benevolence, justice and morality, only intrigue.When you are in it, you kill people and sleep with other people's wives, so why put on a show.As soon as you enter the arena, who doesn't kill people, and who is much cleaner than anyone else, just say it stupidly!

Zhuo Donglai despised him in his heart, but also felt a little emotional, he casually touched a handful of heart guard hairs and said, "Shave your beard clean." He accidentally used an orderly tone, but he didn't react.

Words are long, no words are short.

Mr. Zhao didn't want to look at the medicine sellers on the street, but he saw that the big man with the birthmark on his face took a pill and erected a huge monster at that time. The seduced second daughter-in-law of Wang tried it, and it really worked.

The little girl of the Wang family has been renamed Mrs. Wang, and the people in Zhao’s house treat her lukewarmly, calling her “Madam”. She had nothing to say.

Brother Wen didn't know how long it would take, so he simply bought a house here.He has always had a little reputation, and he is also a well-known hero in the Jianghu. He suddenly settled here. The people in the city's headhunters and escorts martial arts are already a small alliance. Invite him to drink, and find out the truth by the way.

Mr. Zhao slept elsewhere. The old man is always troublesome. He has to wake up several times a night, drink tea and spit. The young beauty can't serve her. For some reason, he sleeps very deeply. When he wakes up, he always feels uncomfortable. .

Miss Zhuo is of course practicing martial arts, and she/he stays here to practice martial arts without worrying about food and clothing.This was the first time in a few days that Wen Si failed to show his promise. Zhuo Donglai suddenly discovered that it is easy to judge the mentality of a woman when he orders a woman to perform beauty timing, but it is not easy when he goes into battle in person.

Now it’s hard to say whether Wen Si is bored, or he is addicted to some romantic scenes——Wen Si’s attitude towards women is gentle, considerate and skilled, and he also knows a lot of incredible things in bed, as if he has practiced thousands of times.snort.

It was not until late at night that there was a drunken landing, and the little beauty who had already fallen asleep suddenly woke up.

The big man who jumped into the window was more than a little drunk, he smelled of alcohol all over his body, his clothes were a little torn, and his face was flushed.

"Who did you drink with?"

"A few local people, the head catcher in the yamen, and some teachers and fathers from the martial arts school." Wen Si stood holding the pillar for a while, obviously a little dizzy: "Are you still waiting for me? I'm sorry, I drank too much .”

"Since you're drunk, you don't have to come to me, go back and have a good sleep."

Wen Si touched her little hand on the edge of the bed and wanted to kiss her, but knowing that women dislike the smell of alcohol and sweat, he leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at her: "I'm afraid you will worry about me."

"You are considerate..." Miss Zhuo got out of bed and bought him a cup of tea: "Drink."

Wen Si said: "Jiaojiao...what's the name of the little lady?" He took out a piece of paper from his arms: "I have nothing to do, so I helped you apply for a household registration. If you want to come with me, just say yes." The procedures are all in place.”

"Dong..." Zhuo Donglai almost said his real name, and said horribly, "Dongli."

"I can't help myself, the curtain rolls in the west wind, and the person is thinner than Huanghua. Wang Dongli, this name is really nice~" Wen Si looked at her thin arms, nodded, and took out a few paper bags from his arms: Spicy duck gizzard, steamed bacon sausage, roast veal.

"It's still hot, eat it, I know you're hungry at night."

Yo, he can read poetry, it seems that he is not just a reckless man. "Um."

Miss Zhuo was indeed hungry, she was hungry every night, the food eaten by a big wife was not enough to support the needs of a young girl practicing martial arts, and she was still in the stage of physical development, so she was always hungry.

She forgot to bring chopsticks, so she took food with her hands.

Wen Si looked at her with squinted eyes. The little beauty was wearing light clothes, her hair was loose, she was sitting on the bed and eating with her hands, she looked very elegant, so pretty.

Zhuo Donglai was also looking at him. He was indeed a young, handsome and strong man. After the beard was clean, his facial features became more handsome, and even the chest hair exposed by the torn neckline was bold and willful: "You dare to kidnap a good woman home, don't be afraid Did your parents teach you?"

Brother Wen laughed and said, "If the two of them can jump out of the grave and teach me a lesson, I'd like to thank you."

"Otherwise, it's fine to ask Meng to scold me, they definitely don't have the ability."

Zhuo Donglai only felt a kind of sadness in his heart, he was horrified to find that his eyes were sore, and he cried out.This is impossible!Nothing to impress!Isn't it the death of both parents!In my previous life, in this life, I have been both!

Ms. Zhuo has traveled not long ago and hasn't experienced her menstrual period yet. Of course, she doesn't know how many days every month she will be inexplicably sad.

Fourth brother Wen laughed meanly: "Why are you crying? It's been so many years. Eat quickly. When you finish eating, clean up and I'll go back to sleep."

Ms. Zhuo ate while crying, thinking: "How many years?" Could it be that he was underestimating since he was a child?So how did he grow up?Could it be that he worked hard to earn a living?He is not as simple as it seems.

The author has something to say: the first prescription is true and it is not recommended to use it.

After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves. ?Is it impossible to lose your soul, the wind is blowing from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.