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- Although the house is simple, the furnishings inside are not. The furniture in the house and the random dishes and chopsticks can all be put on the auction house in the eyes of those who know the goods.
"You can eat as much as you like." After saying this, the old monk walked out of the room.
"I'm hungry." Yang Lian asked Yang Zongbao for his opinion.
"Then you eat first." Yang Zongbao nodded.
Yang Lian was not polite. He sat down on the small bench, picked up the steamed bun, and started to eat the pickles. One mouthful after another, although she was hungry, she could barely eat.
¡°It¡¯s not delicious?¡± Yang Zongbao asked.
"The noodles are a bit thick." Yang Lian told the truth.
"But why are you still eating?" Unexpectedly, Yang Lian gave him too many surprises during this meeting.
"You let me eat." Yang Lian admitted honestly.
"You haven't eaten this kind of food since you were a child. Even when you were in Nanshan Sanatorium, you didn't suffer much in terms of food. So you have the qualification to say it doesn't taste good. But even if you say it doesn't taste good, you still get points. Occasionally." Yang Zongbao also picked up a steamed bun and slowly tore it into pieces.
"Oh." Yang Lian was very obedient.
Baoguo is not that particular and is the sweetest among the three.
Dinner will be served soon. Yang Zongbao asked Yang Lian to clean up the dishes.
It was Yang Lian¡¯s first time doing it, and it seemed very fresh, and there was nothing dissatisfying about it.
Baoguo lights the candle.
Yang Zongbao was eating in the yard.
The two goats followed Yang Zongbao curiously and wandered around the yard.
A copper bell hangs around the goat's neck, which rings every time it takes a step.
"It seems like there are wild boars on this mountain." Baoguo came out of the house.
"Wild boar" Yang Zongbao agreed, and the ending sound was particularly fascinating, and even made people smell the smell of food.
"Yes, wild boar" Baoguo also repeated it for some reason, it was obviously his own fault.
The darkness in the forest at night is the real darkness. You can¡¯t see your fingers, and the sounds made by unknown animals and plants around you make this night even more unsettling.
The roar of beasts in the distance seems to confirm what Baoguo said, implying that there are ferocious beasts lurking deep in the forest.
"Go back." Baoguo was worried about Yang Zongbao's safety.
"Oh." Yang Zongbao reluctantly returned to the house.
Yang Lian was lazily leaning against the bed. When he saw Yang Zongbao entering the room, he just called out "Brother" and stopped talking.
Sensing that Yang Lian's attitude was a little strange, Yang Zongbao walked over and touched her forehead with his hand, and found that it was indeed a little warm.
"I have a fever." Yang Zongbao concluded.
"I'm fine." Yang Lian was born with a congenital deficiency and was in poor health, but he still endured the dizziness and brain swelling.
"It's okay as long as it's okay." Yang Zongbao was also tolerant.
People who often get sick actually have much better resistance than people who don¡¯t get sick often. Yang Lian's body temperature has not exceeded the warning line yet, so he can continue to observe it. What's more, fever is also a means for the human body to repair itself. Some viruses in the body are suitable for growing in a 36-degree environment. Once the human body temperature is higher than 36 degrees, the viruses will die on their own. So sometimes having a fever may not be a bad thing. Yang Zongbao knew very well about Yang Lian's problem. It was just because he was beaten by Dou Bao and he broke out in a cold sweat. Besides having exercised with him for so long, it was understandable that he would feel a little hot.
After letting Yang Lian lie down on the bed to rest, Yang Zongbao covered her tightly with the quilt and sat down at the low table.
"Brother Bao, how long will we stay here?" Baoguo asked because he was worried that the house was simple.
¡°I don¡¯t know, let¡¯s wait until I think about something clearly.¡± Yang Zongbao poured himself a cup of herbal tea.
¡°Drink less herbal tea at night.¡±
With a breeze, the skinny old monk walked into the house.
Baoguo didn¡¯t close his mouth from the moment the old man walked into the house because he was too surprised.
Yang Zongbao listened to the old monk¡¯s words and put down the quilt.
The old monk put down his things, walked to the bedside, and checked Yang Lian's pulse. The latter was already dizzy with fever: "Fortunately, drink more water, it's nothing serious."
Yang Zongbao nodded, but he already knew it.
"Your kid's jaw dropped?" The old monk couldn't help but joked when he saw Baoguo's stupidity.
"Master" Baoguo's mouth finally closed, but his thoughts were still in confusion.
"You kid actually knows that I'm dead. It seemsThe position is not low. "The old monk sat next to Yang Zongbao, took his arm and began to feel his pulse.
"" Baoguo didn't answer and acquiesced.
¡°The old man is dead, only a few core people in the Yang family know about it, and Baoguo is one of them who knows the inside story. But he didn't expect that the inside story he knew was false. The old man of the Yang family is a magical figure who is rumored to be a god-like existence. Everyone, including Baoguo, was in awe of the old man.
"You are taking good care of your body. Why don't you keep doing circles every day?" The old monk let go of Yang Zongbao's wrist.
"No time." Yang Zongbao was a little rude to the old man.
"Are you angry that I cheated to death?" The old monk chuckled, like an elder watching a younger generation lose his temper.
"I'm here this time to ask a few questions." Yang Zongbao did not directly answer the old monk's words.
"I also think it's almost time for you to come." The old monk nodded.
"You know I'm coming?" Yang Zongbao asked firmly, "Do you really know how to judge fate?"
"Well, there is some personal judgment in it, combined with some personal experience, and then guided by it, I will become a magic stick." The old monk was very open-minded: "I have sent Chaoyang to you. If you don't come, I will Isn¡¯t it a failure?¡±
"Okay." Yang Zongbao no longer dwells on this issue: "I'm not at peace."
"Is it because the trip to South Africa was blocked?"
"Well. Do you think Harrison can succeed? If not, my plan will not be realized, and I am impatient for this."
While Yang Zongbao was speaking, Baoguo quietly walked to the door, treating his body as a second door.
"According to the current situation, the probability of Harrison's success is not high. But you left the Rigui there, Chaoyang also stayed there, and Master Dongsheng seems to have a good impression of you, so maybe Harrison will succeed "Although the old monk was not present, he described the general situation in a few words: "You are a little anxious, but it is understandable. I also made mistakes when I was young"
"A woman?" Yang Zongbao didn't leave any face to her.
"Ahem" The old monk was also choked: "You kid, you look quite kind, why are you so unforgiving?"
"How should I resolve it? I feel anxious and uncomfortable." Yang Zongbao looked like he was seeing a psychiatrist. During his growth, there was a long period of time when the role of elders was missing, and he had to figure it out on his own. But he subconsciously needed such a role, so when he saw Chaoyang, he breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that he had a backer behind him. So in South Africa, he made many stupid moves and left a lot of mess behind. I gave it to Chaoyang and Rigui, and came back by myself. The old man of the Yang family gave Yang Zongbao a willful sense of security.
"You have posed a big problem for my old monk." The old man of the Yang family was very tolerant of Yang Zongbao: "But I don't blame you for this. You are eager to gain power that no one can shake."
"Well" Yang Zongbao listened quietly to the old monk analyzing his heart. He knew all this, but knowing was one thing, but admitting it was another. It must be spoken by someone who is convinced by Yang Zongbao before he can accept it. Now the old man of the Yang family is undoubtedly playing this role.
Baoguo was not very clear about what Yang Zongbao was doing outside. Now that he heard the conversation between the old monk and Brother Bao, he suddenly had great admiration for him. Since he was a child, he has loved listening to books and dramas about loyal ministers and good generals, so the greater Yang Zongbao's heart, the greater his sense of accomplishment. When he heard that Yang Zongbao was so crazy abroad, Baoguo felt that it was a pity that he did not follow him.
"Let's not talk about foreign countries for now. How do you want to solve domestic issues?" The old monk felt like a mirror, and nothing could escape his eyes.
"I don't know, hiding is not a problem anyway." Yang Zongbao nodded in agreement.
"Let's heal Yang Shuo's leg first." The old monk was relieved: "It's not good to drag it on all the time."
"Oh." Yang Zongbao also had this idea
"There is a fight above, and the outcome is still undecided. You have to let the Shen family remember your affection, right? Even if you don't care about anything, you will probably run away when the time comes. But you have to run away, right?" The old monk was good at tempting.
"Where is Yang Tianming?" Yang Zongbao suddenly asked.
"That boy, of course he sided with the Shen family. Shen Rou is not as simple as you think. Otherwise, your grandma wouldn't have let her in." The old man still felt a little knotted when he mentioned the old lady.
"Whose son is Yang Shuo?" Yang Zongbao gossiped.
"What? Do you want to hit him a little?" The old man looked down upon Yang Zongbao.
"What? Is there an explanation!?" Yang Zongbao just asked casually, but he didn't expect that there was actually a story.
"It's nothing, just a member of the Shen family's bodyguard. Otherwise, is that self-righteous old man able to make Shen Rou your father's concubine?"
"Concubine?" Yang Zongbao hesitated at the title: "Yang Tianming is not my father."
"" The old man said nothing, and felt that Yang Zongbao's heart knot could not be opened.
"Does Yang Tianming like our mother?" Yang Lian stood up sickly and asked, interjecting.
"Maybe I like it." The old man of the Yang family didn't want the girl to be hurt too deeply.
"If you like, why did you send me to a nursing home and my brother to a mental hospital?" Yang Lian did not give up.
"I don't know." The old man really didn't know.
"have no idea?"
Yang Zongbao frowned when he heard Yang Lian's voice was almost sharp: "Yang Lian, who are you angry at?"
Yang Lian thought for a while and realized that he had made a mistake, so he immediately apologized: "I'm sorry."
"Yeah." Yang Zongbao nodded, admiring Yang Lian's awareness of current affairs. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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