There is space for the married man

Chapter 50

Wen Lang did not give that cloak to You Jingshu himself, but handed it over to Song Ling.

In the early morning Wen Lang went to the factory first, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, he boarded a carriage and entered the city.

When You Jingshu received the cloak from Song Lingwan and learned that it was given by Wen Lang, he felt a turmoil in his heart again, but it was a pity that Song Lingwan poured cold water on his head in the end, "Brother Lang really has a heart. He took care of everyone."

It was only then that You Jingshu realized that Wen Lang, everyone in the family had given gifts, and it would be impossible if he didn't give them to himself alone. The love that was originally full of eyes was cast in a shadow at this moment, and this cloak is not what it looks like. It looks so good, he said calmly: "Put it away, I won't be able to wear it right now."

Song Lingwan smiled and said: "However, the weather is getting colder, and it won't be long before you can use it. Brother Lang has a good eye, and this cloak is definitely suitable for you."

You Jingshu lightly raised the corners of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

Soon the day agreed with the Wang family came, and Wen Lang got into the Wang family's carriage and went to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city.

This Zhuangzi is actually a hot spring villa, and the interior is also very magnificent. No wonder the annual repair cost is quite a lot.

It's really a pity that it has been idle.

The overall style of the villa is a typical Chinese garden. Wen Lang likes this kind of garden very much. There are not many places that need to be changed, and many unused places can be used.

After walking around, Wen Lang had a general direction in his mind.

He climbed up to a high place and found a place with the best view, but it was a pity that this place was actually a library. Sitting by the window and looking out, he could see the red leaves all over the mountains.

"Can these books be moved to another place?" Wen Lang turned to Master Wang and Miss Wang and asked.

Master Wang was stunned and said: "It is possible, but why move these books to other places?"

The corners of Wen Lang's lips rose and he said, "Create a unique and unique room, exclusive to the distinguished guests."

Master Wang and Miss Wang looked at each other suspiciously, but did not understand what Wen Lang meant.

"You will know when the time comes." Wen Lang said confidently.

Miss Wang was a little surprised when she saw how confident he was, Wen Lang was really the least brother-like brother she had ever met.

If it wasn't for Wen Lang's marriage and the bright red mole on his brow, Miss Wang would definitely regard him as a resourceful man with a bright future.

If Wen Lang had grown up a bit, Miss Wang might have secretly agreed with her if she didn't have this immature appearance.

"Boss Wen means that he agrees to cooperate with my Wang family?" Wang Mi asked focusing on the key point.

"Yes." Wen Lang nodded in response.

Master Wang showed joy, and said that he was going to invite Wen Lang to dinner and drink, so that he could have a chat.

Wen Lang didn't mind, he was a good drinker in his previous life, but he didn't seem to have much alcohol in this life.

At noon, Master Wang asked someone to prepare a meal, and talked and drank with Wen Lang. Miss Wang sat beside him, and occasionally had a drink. Wen Lang was a little surprised that Miss Wang's drinking capacity was actually a hero among girls.

"Hahaha, Mi'er was still in her infancy, so I dipped my chopsticks in wine to tease her. I didn't expect her to smack her lips. She laughed without crying. She seemed to like the taste of the wine very much. When she grows up, she will really be a lover." Drinking." Master Wang said very proudly, he didn't think there was any problem with his daughter drinking alone.

Wang Mi tugged on her father's sleeve and said, "Father, you are drunk, stop drinking."

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, Boss Wen, let me tell you, don't look at my Mi'er as a girl, he is no worse than many men, but why did he give birth to a daughter and suffer in this world..." Master Wang said As he spoke, he started wiping tears.

Wen Lang was grabbed by his wrist, crying with tears and snot, his face burst into embarrassment.

"Come here, help the master to rest. Brother Ying goes to the kitchen and asks someone to prepare sober soup and serve the master a bowl." Wang Mi ordered the servants in an orderly manner. Brother Ying is her personal maid and has been with Wang Mi since she was a child. , about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a good-looking appearance, was missed by Young Master Wang for a long time, but unfortunately she had a stubborn temper, so she turned around and complained to Miss Wang.

"Boss Wen is laughing. My dad likes to talk nonsense when he drinks." Ms. Wang held up the wine glass and toasted Wen Lang.

Wen Lang didn't refuse, and said with a smile: "My father loves you so much, it's too late for others to envy you."

Ms. Wang lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "My father always said that if I was born a man, I would definitely achieve great things. Unfortunately, I was born a daughter. Even if I study too much, I will be criticized. The family members always heard about me. Father intends to hand over the business to me, and he obstructs it in every possible way, and found many matchmakers to marry me on my behalf, so that I can have a good husband and raise a child is the right way."

"But what is the right way? Why can't we women do what men can do? Zhennan Wang's wife is also a female class, but she still fights the enemy and defends the country. She is better than those pedantic scholars. How many."

Ms. Wang was probably a little drunk, she raised her head, her jet-black hair slid across her snow-white neck, her pupils cut water, and her eyes were full of glances. She smiled wryly and said, "Just because we are women, we are destined to be inferior to men in everything? I But no, none of those who criticize me verbally and in writing can compare to me."

"I want to fight for them to see."

Hearing what Wang Mi said made Wen Lang's heart burn, and he even suspected that Miss Wang had the same memory of her previous life as he did, or that she was a time traveler.

He tentatively said, "Coke?"

"Huh?" Wang Mi looked sideways at him, eyes full of doubts.

"Airplane?" Wen Lang asked again.

"What are you talking about?" Wang Mi asked in confusion.

It seems that Ms. Wang is just a little avant-garde in thinking, not a fellow villager.

Wen Lang shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that Ms. Wang deserves to be a hero among women."

He picked up his wine glass and touched Wang Mi, and said, "Who says women are inferior to men? Women can hold up half the sky."

Miss Wang clinked glasses with him and smiled, "You really don't think I'm crazy."

Before Wen Lang could answer, Wang Mi said again: "If you were an ordinary man, I would definitely marry you."

These words startled Wen Lang, Miss Wang usually looked gentle and pleasant, but she did not expect to be a chivalrous woman.

"Unfortunately, I'm already married."

The two looked at each other, laughed together, and drank the wine in the cup.

The servants helped Wen Lang to the guest room, took a nap after drinking the hangover soup, when he woke up again, it was already dusk, he looked from the window, the red leaves all over the mountains were crimson under the setting sun.

It's a pity that he is the only one to appreciate such a beautiful scenery.

If You Jingshu were here, maybe he would write a little poem.

He looked out the window and shook his head. He probably heard him, and someone knocked on the door. "Is Boss Wen awake?"

"En." Wen Lang replied, and the servants came in with water and towels.

Wen Lang stayed here for a night, and even soaked in a hot spring at night. It was very comfortable, and he had no dreams all night, which relieved his recent fatigue.

As soon as he returned to the store, Wen Lang picked up a pen and began to write the proposal. After finishing writing, he went straight to the Wang Family Mansion to discuss with Master Wang and Wang Mi, mainly with Wang Mi. As the master, Master Wang is also willing to delegate power. As for Young Master Wang, he is very self-aware, knowing that he is not a butler for business, and only wants to eat, drink and have fun every day without any ambitions.

Many people in the clan encouraged him, saying that he was the eldest son of Lord Wang, and that his younger sister would marry off sooner or later, and that the foundation of the Wang family would fall into the hands of people with foreign surnames. Mi's bad words, trying to sow discord, not only failed, but was beaten by Young Master Wang on the ground, and also sat on his waist by Young Master Wang, and lay on the bed for several months before recovering.

Wang Mi and Master Wang's eyes became brighter the more they heard it. As expected of Wen Lang, he started from scratch and managed to make a prosperous business within a few months. They couldn't think of these ideas even if they wanted to blow their heads.

Wen Lang didn't think there was anything to be complacent about, he was just standing on the shoulders of giants and taking advantage of the memories of his previous life.

Under Wen Lang's instruction, all the books in that library pavilion were moved to other places, and windows were opened on three sides of the walls. The sun rises in the east, and you can overlook the entire villa when you open the door.

The furnishings in the room are also very particular. The ornaments inside are all antiques, and the calligraphy and paintings are also written by famous people. Master Wang took out all the things from the bottom of the box, just to decorate this room.

Master Wang bought a group of people, and Wen Lang asked Li Le to train them, and then asked people to start spreading the word that soaking in hot springs can beautify the skin, relax the meridians, and relieve fatigue.

While the villa was still being renovated, Wen Lang went back to Linxi Village to catch some animals.

Seeing a group of people following him, You Jingshu frowned and asked him where he was going.

"I'll go to the mountain." Wen Lang took the bow and arrows and some things, and called Xiao Yong to go up the mountain.

"I'll go with you." You Jingshu was not very relieved.

Wen Lang waved his hand and said, "Uncle Xiao Yong is here, it's fine, you can go back."

Seeing that he was going to leave, You Jingshu grabbed his wrist and frowned. He didn't speak, but his dark eyes showed his determination.

Wen Lang felt a little uncomfortable being held by his wrist, and the warmth of You Jingshu's palm was like a raging fire to him, almost spreading to his whole body.

"Mmm...mm." Wen Lang pulled out his hand and agreed hesitantly.

You Jingshu turned around and entered the room. He changed into neat clothes and held a bow and arrow in his hand. His whole demeanor changed suddenly, hiding the part of the literati and revealing his side with the sword out of its sheath.

Xiao Yong looked at You Jingshu, and was a little surprised. He always thought that You Jingshu was a weak scholar full of poetry, but he didn't think that You Jingshu was actually quite strong, with a steady foot, and he looked like someone who knew kung fu. .

A group of people went up the mountain. On the way, they met many villagers who greeted them. Wen Lang only said that they went to the mountain to see if there were any treasures.

Seeing him, Zhu Laosan spat, "Bah, it's really shameless for a brother to hang out with a group of men all day long."

"I said Zhu Laosan, Brother Lang is doing business seriously, don't think so dirty." The man by the roadside carried a hoe and said something nice for Wen Lang. His son was working in Wen Lang's factory. work.

"Oh, you know he's in serious business? If he's not dirty with those dignitaries in the town, how can they support him? I think he must be very good in bed." Zhu Laosan's words became more and more serious. It's ugly, but there are people in the village who think so, if it's not for the comfort of serving people, why should people who are not relatives or friends help you.

Of course, these people are a minority. They get together with Zhu Laosan and wantonly speculate on how Wen Lang seduces people. While cursing, they can't help but feel a little coveted in their hearts, wanting to taste Wen Lang's "skills" .

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Autumn is the harvest season. Wen Lang and his party walked in the mountains and forests, and they could see many ripe fruits and fallen leaves along the way.

Wen Lang picked a pear at random and ate it. The pears in the mountain are a bit astringent, and the taste is not very good. Few people go to the deep mountains, and most of them collect some firewood at the foot of the mountain, which is not too much.

They all knew in their hearts that it was the mountain that Wen Lang bought with money, and Wen Lang didn't forbid them to enter it, it was Wen Lang who had a kind heart, and they couldn't push their boundaries.

Of course, those who don't like Wen Lang can only talk about it at most, and they don't have the courage to run into the mountains. Poisonous insects and snakes.

You Jingshu silently followed Wen Lang, listening to the conversation between Wen Lang and Xiao Yong, he deduced that Wen Lang went to the mountains to catch prey.

"It's hard to catch." You Jingshu is also a veteran in hunting, and has a lot of experience in this field.

Wen Lang nodded and said, "I know, but I need to live."

"Isn't it for eating?" Judging from what he said, You Jingshu seemed to have another purpose.

"Well, for entertainment." Wen Lang said again: "It's best to catch some small deer, foxes and other animals with ornamental value."

You Jingshu and Wen Lang haven't seen much recently, and they have even less time to talk. He remembered that Wen Lang just opened a shop selling food. What is the purpose of catching these animals for entertainment?

Or did Wen Lang help someone else catch him?

You Jingshu suddenly realized that he was getting farther and farther away from Wen Lang, and it might not be long before he would be completely squeezed out of Wen Lang's life.

This sense of crisis made his eyes sink and his brows frowned.

They didn't find the animal they wanted first, but Wen Lang found the chestnut first, and it hit him on the head, and when he reached for it, he pricked his palm.

"Chestnuts!" Wen Lang's eyes lit up after seeing the things in his hand.

Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar, stewed chicken with chestnuts, many recipes appeared in Wen Lang's mind in an instant.

"Can this be eaten?" You Jingshu saw that Wen Lang was excited, as if he had found some treasure.

"Of course it can be eaten, have you ever eaten it?" Wen Lang asked You Jingshu in surprise.

You Jingshu shook his head, "I haven't seen this thing in Pingcheng before."

Xiao Yong looked at it and said, "Someone in the village has eaten it and said it tastes bad."

Another hunter also said: "That's right, it takes a lot of effort to peel it off, and no one eats it."

Wen Lang didn't expect such a delicious thing to be neglected all the time, "Eat it raw, it's only delicious when it's cooked, it tastes soft and sweet."

Several people looked at each other, isn't this food crispy?Is it really so delicious when cooked?They are a little skeptical.

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Wen Lang smiled and said, "Come back later and put it in a basket. I'll go back and make sugar-fried chestnuts for you. You'll know it's good after you eat it."

A group of men listened with anticipation on their faces, "Then thank the boss first."

These people were all experienced hunters, and they quickly caught a litter of rabbits, tied them up with ropes, and put them in a basket.

Autumn is the time when animals come out to look for food. Although there are many animals, Wen Lang's request is to catch them alive, which greatly increases the difficulty, and many animals that are about to be caught run away.

"Hey, this job is really hard to catch." A man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with emotion.

"Let's take a rest first, the sun is getting brighter now, drink some water and eat something first." Wen Lang made people busy all morning, and it was already noon, everyone was hungry and had no energy hunting.

The men took out the pancakes and water prepared by their mother-in-law from their back baskets one after another, found a tree stump and sat down to rest.

Wen Lang brought the sandwiches and milk he made himself. Seeing that his height had not grown very much, he was a little worried that he would not even grow as tall as he had in his previous life. After all, he was abused here since he was a child. , but never made him hungry, and he was full every day.

So since the economic conditions improved, Wen Lang drank a glass of milk almost every day. Although he didn't know if it was helpful, at least it was a psychological comfort.

You Jingshu left in a hurry, and only packed the cakes Song Lingwan made early in the morning and a pot of water. He was sitting not far from Wen Lang, eating the hard cakes and drinking water, the sunlight leaking into his chest from among the leaves. Give him a layer of golden soft light on his body.

He seemed to have a barrier of his own, separating two worlds from Wen Lang and the others, like an exiled immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.

Several men caught a glimpse of this scene and gathered together to discuss in a low voice, "This Youjia Dalang is so handsome, like a fairy."

"As expected of being born in the imperial city, I didn't even know where to put my hands when I saw him."

"At first I thought he was here to join in the fun, and I was afraid that he would drag us down. I didn't expect that after a busy morning, people didn't take a breath. I really admire it."

Although they spoke in a low voice, Wen Lang still heard it, he heard it, and You Jingshu who was sitting not far from him must have heard it too, but You Jingshu still had his back straight, sitting on the tree stump, and his movements were graceful Eating cold and hard pancakes.

Wen Lang pursed his lips, feeling a little unbearable. After all, it was because of him, You Jingshu, that he came to this mountain to suffer.

He hands over a sandwich, "Eat this."

You Jingshu stopped eating pancakes, shook his head and refused, "No, you eat."

Wen Lang got up and stuffed the sandwich into You Jingshu's hand, "I'm full, this is extra, if you don't eat it, it will be wasted."

You Jingshu raised his half-closed eyes, and looked at Wen Lang's eyes. Under the sun, Wen Lang's eyeballs were clear and clean, like a mirror clearly reflecting You Jingshu's face.

"Thank you." You Jingshu didn't refuse any more, took the sandwich, and the two of them accidentally touched each other's hands, the slight touch seemed to carry a small electric current, passing quickly, causing a burst of numbness.

Wen Lang withdrew his hand abruptly. His movement was too big. After he retracted it, he regretted it. Why did he have such a big reaction?

He took a quick look at You Jingshu, and You Jingshu calmly put the sandwich to his mouth, took a bite, and didn't seem to have any special reaction.

Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, sat back, and continued to drink tons of milk.

You Jingshu didn't show it on the face, but he was thinking in his heart, Wen Lang's reaction just now was to dislike him?Or……

After a short rest, the group continued to walk deep into the mountains. They were lucky and successfully drove a deer into the trap.

When it was getting late, they took a litter of rabbits and two deer on their way down the mountain.

Wen Lang felt a little regretful that he didn't catch the fox, so he had to wait until tomorrow.

A group of people talked and laughed, and suddenly smelled a bloody smell.

You Jingshu frowned, feeling bad.

Suddenly there was a howling of wolves in the forest, which made several big men sweat coldly.

They actually met wolves, most of which appeared in packs.

Thinking of the pale faces of these people, I am afraid that today will be more or less ominous.

However, this was not the worst. What was worse was that they heard the roar of the tiger immediately.

Wen Lang's eyes narrowed, "The wolves are besieging the tiger."

His words shocked several people present, and a man said: "I... let's run quickly."

Wen Lang looked solemn and said, "The voices are very close, so the movements should not be too loud, as it is easy to attract them."

He looked around. There were trees everywhere, and there was nothing to hide. Their luck was not so bad.

Although Wen Lang made it clear when he hired people that going into the deep mountains would be dangerous, and if they lost their lives their family members would get a sum of money for compensation, but when disaster strikes, they still want to survive.

Xiao Yong drew out his knife and stood in front of Wen Lang, "If something happens to me, Xiaojuan will take care of you."

His words made the atmosphere of the scene drop to freezing point in an instant. Xiao Yong's words made several people understand that their lives were really hanging by a thread.

The movement of the wolves and tigers became louder and closer, and they broke out in cold sweat, and the clothes on their backs were completely soaked.

"Back slowly, don't run with your back to them." Wen Lang said to several people, while saying this, he put down the pannier on his back and reached out to untie his belt.

"What are you doing?" You Jingshu pressed his hand and asked with heavy eyes.

Wen Lang and him looked at each other with firm eyes, "ignite the fire."

You Jingshu understood Wen Lang's intention at this moment, he took out a flint and steel from his arms, stuffed it into Wen Lang's arms, and said concisely: "I'll do it."

He took off his coat neatly, and stood in the bleak autumn wind wearing only a single piece of clothing. The wind blew up the corners of his clothes, and Wen Lang actually saw a bit of awe in his eyebrows and eyes.

You Jingshu wrapped his clothes around the bamboo stick, Wen Lang grabbed a handful of withered grass and lit it, and then led it to You Jingshu's clothes. A cluster of flames ignited, burning more and more intensely, and the flames reflected the orange sunset glow in the sky.

Seeing this, several other people hurriedly imitated Wen Lang and You Jingshu, and lit torches. The wolves and tigers finally came, and they waved a torch in their hands. The wolves and tigers did not dare to approach, and surrounded them Eyeing.

Wen Lang saw that the tiger was at the end of its strength, and was holding its bloody body. He squinted his eyes and said to You Jingshu behind him, "This tiger just gave birth to a cub."

You Jingshu heard the words and looked over at the tiger, and his eyes fell on the tiger's belly. Sure enough, the cub had just been born not long ago, and it was probably because of this that the wolves were eyeing it.

Holding torches, they retreated slowly, but the wolves were tentatively approaching. You Jingshu stuffed the torches into Wen Lang's hands. These simple torches would not last long, and they had to fight quickly.

You Jingshu took out his own bow and arrow, pointed it at the wolf's eyes, and shot it out. The wolf let out a scream and wanted to pounce on him, but You Jingshu followed up with the second arrow and shot the other wolf's body. One eye was also shot blind, and he was still able to shoot with a hundred shots even when the light was not good.

Wen Lang turned his head to look at You Jingshu. There was sweat seeping on You Jingshu's fair forehead. The Adam's apple rolled on the porcelain white neck, and it slid down with beads of sweat.

It was clearly a dangerous situation, but Wen Lang suddenly felt hot all over. He licked his dry lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suppressed the hotness in his chest.

"Here we come!" Xiao Yong shouted in a low voice.

Wen Lang snapped back to his senses, and the pack of wolves rushed forward.