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But no matter how Uncle Mei dodges or doesn't fight back, Qiangwei just can't reach the door and hold the door handle.
"Are you going to give in or not?" Because the other party was Uncle Mei, Qiangwei didn't really risk her life, and both parties were relatively restrained.
"I'm sorry, I'm offended." Qiangwei really couldn't bear the ink stains. Yang Zongbao's screams in the room made everyone outside the door have sweat beads on their foreheads.
"I said stop." The old lady was unhappy.
Seeing that the old lady was not happy, Uncle Mei did not dare to be polite to Qiangwei anymore, so he directly twisted Qiangwei's hands behind his back to control Qiangwei.
"Why are you so unruly? It's not easy to be a daughter-in-law of the Yang family. There are no rules or rules." The old lady couldn't stand Qiangwei's free and casual style, and she always felt that there were no rules. It's just that Yang Zongbao has always liked it, so he endures it.
"Is there no sense of measure? You are being abusive"
Qiangwei wanted to say more but was stopped by Yang Fenghuang. Yang Fenghuang's eyes were very stern: "Don't let yourself suffer or make yourself uncomfortable."
At this moment, the wailing from the door stopped.
Everyone knows how tenacious Yang Zongbao¡¯s willpower is, and what kind of pain makes him scream? No one can imagine it.
"It's okay for now."
The door to the room opened, and Mr. Yu walked out with a haggard look on his face: "I still need to rest now."
"Yeah." The old lady walked around Mr. Yu and walked into the room.
Yang Zongbao lay on the side of the bucket, panting violently, and the shoulder blades on his back moved up and down with his breathing.
The room was filled with steam, as if a large fog had arisen. Everyone's faces seemed to be separated by a layer of veil.
The quilt on the bed was stained with blood.
"How is it?" the old lady asked the old monk directly. Although she saw Yang Zongbao's misery, her face remained calm.
"It's relatively stable for the time being, but I'm still suffering a lot." The old monk sighed. He didn't say it, but he really admired it in his heart. This kid Yang Zongbao actually survived. He is indeed the son of the Yang family. He is quite ruthless.
¡°What now?¡± the old lady asked about the next treatment.
"The main thing is nourishment. After the internal injuries are gone, all that's left is to replenish the body. But during the period of nourishment, abstain from sexual intercourse." The old monk looked at the three women behind the old lady.
The three women all knew that the old monk was talking about them, so they all lowered their heads and remained silent. Only Qiangwei didn't understand why. However, Mei Wenxin held her back so she didn't say anything bad.
"Let Zongbao rest, let's go out first." The old lady gave the order and took everyone out of the room, leaving only Mr. Yu to take care of Yang Zongbao in the room. Mr. Yu is very enthusiastic now and doesn't want to miss every minute of Yang Zongbao's recovery, so he is very happy to be left in the room.
As soon as the manager, who had been paying no attention to him, walked out of the room, he knelt on the ground and panted heavily.
The manager¡¯s face turned gloomy, and he looked ten years older in an instant.
"Master, can you tell me?" the steward begged, grabbing the old monk's clothes.
No one thought that the former manager would be begging others like this.
"I understand, you go ahead." The old monk ordered the others.
"We'll wait for you outside." the old lady said.
After everyone disappeared, the old monk leaned down and whispered a few words in the steward's ear.
After hearing this, the manager looked particularly excited and immediately stood up to prepare to go downstairs.
"Wait a minute." The old monk stopped him.
The manager turned back in confusion, waiting for the old monk's explanation.
"Don't go directly north, go around."
Seeing that the manager was even more confused, the old monk decided to speak clearly: "In the early years, there were many enemies, but now you have no advantages, lest you run into someone you shouldn't run into and get hurt."
"Thank you, sir." The steward turned around and kowtowed to the old monk three times before finally disappearing.
"Hey" The old monk knew that the steward would not listen to him, but at least in a master-servant relationship, it was better to say what needed to be said.
After seeing off the manager, the old monk also walked downstairs.
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In the room, Mr. Yu kept pouring water on Yang Zongbao with a water ladle: "How is it? Are you feeling good?"
"It's great." Yang Zongbao's lower lip was completely bitten. Now that the blood has dried, his mouth is all sticky. It hurts when he speaks: "But you didn't give me anything to bite, old man.It's cruel enough. "
"You still have the strength to speak? It proves that you haven't suffered yet. Do you want me to do it again?" Mr. Yu pretended to make Yang Zongbao hurt again.
¡°No, no, no, no¡¡± Yang Zongbao was really scared, so he begged for mercy. Yang Zongbao now has a harsh mouth, but his body has no strength at all and cannot move.
"Look at your lack of courage. Don't worry, I don't have that ability. I originally thought that if I practice Tai Chi, ordinary people can still resist one or two, but I didn't expect that these abilities will be exposed to those in your family. No. But Chinese medicine is really amazing. It really has the so-called ability to open up the meridians. I thought they were all martial arts novels. You don¡¯t know that the boss is really bloody when he beats you. It's like rain. Now I know why I gave you those decoctions. The survival time of red blood cells in the human body is 120 days. These days are completely stimulating the growth of your red blood cells. Once all the blood in your body has been replaced, you will be better." At the end, Mr. Yu added: "Of course you have to give up on women."
"Hmm" Yang Zongbao lay beside the bucket. After the initial sting, I felt extremely comfortable now that I was in the water.
"You kid came back with a life this time. Don't be so careless next time. I've heard from Qiangwei about your heroic deeds. When you usually teach others a lesson, you know how important it is to save your life, but when it comes to yourself, Just be stupid"
Mr. Yu kept chattering, but Yang Zongbao's mind flew to another place.
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"Please drink tea." Knowing that Yang Zongbao was fine, the old lady could finally be nice to the old monk.
"Haha, it's been a long time since I've had tea brewed by Yun'er. Sure enough, the heat is just right." The old monk picked up a big male cup and drank it in one breath: "Good tea."
"I have learned this craft after being married to a Yang family for decades, how can I not do it?" The old lady also looked normal.
But Yang Tian was obviously sitting on pins and needles. The overt and covert fight between the two old people was beyond his control.
Yang Tianming originally lowered his head, but found that his neck was a little sore after being there for a long time, and the old man was just drinking tea and had no other conversation, so he secretly raised his head and moved his neck. Unexpectedly, when he raised his head, he met the old monk's smiling eyes.
"Ahem" Yang Tianming had no choice. He didn't want to show weakness, so he could only cheer up: "How about eating first."
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The two old men didn¡¯t buy it at all and continued to drink tea separately.
¡°I will find someone to handle that matter tomorrow.¡± The old monk broke the silence first.
Hearing the old monk¡¯s first sign of weakness, the old lady seemed to have won a battle, and her tone became much better: ¡°Master, please use some vegetarian food.¡±
"Haha, okay, I'll go back to the study." The old monk walked to the study in a good-tempered manner.
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After the old monk left, Yang Tianming called out hesitantly.
"If you want to go, just go." The old lady happened to watch the old monk go downstairs and go out from the window.
"Old lady" Uncle Mei called softly: "The manager has left." His tone was somewhat sad.
"I know what you are thinking, don't worry those things will not happen to you."
The old lady comforted Uncle Mei.
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Yang Tianming followed the old monk and slowly walked into the bamboo forest.
At the edge of the bamboo forest, the old monk stopped.
"How long has it been since you entered the study?" the old monk turned around and asked.
"" Yang Tianming's face turned slightly red: "It's been a while."
"What are you doing? My old monk doesn't dare to do anything to you?" The old monk was still so calm, but his tone became more and more severe.
"I didn't do anything wrong?" Yang Tianming insisted.
"You did nothing wrong. After all, it was all for your son." The old monk didn't know whether he was angry or happy.
"Although he is my son, he was not raised by my side after all. Besides, because of his mother, he will never become a real father and son with me." Yang Tianming insisted.
"According to what you said, what is the relationship between us? Don't come to me when you encounter trouble in the future." The old monk laughed and said: "Yun'er taught you well. You have a deep chest and courage. But you forgot. There is no room for tolerance. When Zongbao is worse than you, can you tolerate him and admit that he is your son"
"Master, don't forget that he is no better than me now." Yang Tianming couldn't wait to retort.??
"Not as strong as you?" The old monk smiled and said nothing.
Yang Tianming finally stopped refuting. He knew in his heart that he was jealous of Yang Zongbao, jealous of his thoughts, jealous of his women, jealous of his experiences, and even more jealous of his strong willpower. After thinking about it like this, Yang Tianming realized that he was really jealous of Yang Zongbao. Yang Tianming has been a protagonist all his life and has never been ignored like he is now. Even when Huaxing was evacuated by Yang Fenghuang, the old god was still there. But now, the people and everything around him seemed to be unconsciously revolving around Yang Zongbao. At this time, another child came into Yang Tianming's sight. He was hardworking, a little clever, but far inferior to himself. Yang Tianming had already shifted his focus unconsciously.
"Understood?" The old monk knew that Yang Tianming was quite old after all, and so many years of experience were not in vain. Some questions only need a few clicks and the other person will quickly understand them.
"I understand, but I don't regret it." Yang Tianming insisted. With this kind of character of his, even if he makes a mistake, he will stick to it and never look back.
"You can't fight him." The old monk said bluntly.
"How do you know? Ginger is still hotter than old." Yang Tianming was unconvinced.
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The old monk suddenly stepped aside and said, "Go in and write down what you want to write."
Yang Tianming did not argue with the old monk anymore, but walked in. Before entering, he suddenly turned back and asked the old monk: "Can I ask for advice if you have something?"
"Of course." The old monk replied decisively.
Yang Tianming knew that the old monk did what he said, so he walked into the study with confidence.
The old monk stood guard at the door, looking at the sky, not knowing what he was looking at.
The old monk is in Buddhism, but it doesn¡¯t mean he doesn¡¯t know anything. Naturally, some people exchange news for the old monk¡¯s wisdom. The old monk even knew about the existence of Yang Tianming's so-called other son earlier than Yang Tianming himself.
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