Wandering in the world of martial arts

Chapter 391 Oily Noodles, Not a Good Person

"Young master, the fish soup is ready."

About half an hour later, Zhou Ying came back with a bowl of hot fish soup in her hand.

After half an hour of rest, Wu Chen has recovered a lot of physical strength.

But at this moment, the system beeped again.

"Zhou Ying brought fish soup, how do you make it?

1. Sit up and drink by yourself.

2. Let her feed you.

3. Pretend that you have no strength. "

The progress bar of this selection box is very slow to read, for a full three seconds.

"Three." Wu Chen quickly made a choice.

"Okay, I'll just...here..." Zhang Bai made a weak appearance that he wanted to get up, but he didn't have the strength.

"Don't move, son, I'll help you."

Seeing this, Zhou Ying quickly put the fish soup aside, supported Zhang Bai on his back, half-supported his body to sit up, and leaned against the bulkhead.

Zhang Bai was supported by Zhou Ying's little hand, and being so close, his heartbeat quickened immediately, and he just stared at Zhou Ying's little face infatuatedly.

Naturally, Zhou Ying's face turned red at the sight. She hurriedly lowered her head, handed over the fish soup again and said, "You...you can drink the soup."

"Oh, ok, ok..."

Zhang Bai made a gesture to reach it with his hand, but after stretching it twice, his arm was put down again, looking weak.

"Sir, please sit down, Yingying will feed you."

The kind-hearted Zhou Ying, regardless of the shame in her heart this time, blushed, and began to feed Zhang Bai mouthful with a spoon.

Although Zhang Bai's heart fluttered because of being served, every time Zhou Ying inadvertently saw Zhang Bai's handsome face, she felt like a deer bumping in her heart.

Let's drink fish soup, although the two of them didn't talk anymore, but you look at me and I look at you, which makes the atmosphere look a little strange.

"Ying'er, get ready to go ashore."

At this moment, an old voice sounded outside the cabin, which surprised the two of them.

Unknowingly, the boat's movement has slowed down, and it seems that it is about to dock.

Zhou Ying fed Zhang Bai all the remaining fish soup, and then said in a low voice shyly: "Young master, we are almost at the village, I... shall I help you go ashore?"

"Zhou Ying wants to help you ashore, how do you choose?

1. Accept.

2. Reject, come by yourself.

3. Rest in the cabin for a while. "

"Two." Wu Chen quickly made a choice.

"No need, thanks to Miss Yingying's fish soup, Xiaosheng has regained a lot of strength and should be able to walk on his own."

Zhang Bai smiled, declined Zhou Ying's proposal, put his hands on the bulkhead, and stood up slowly.

At this time, a white-haired old man also walked into the cabin. On his wrinkled face, his eyes were somewhat sharp, and he was looking at Zhang Bai, who was struggling to walk by himself.

"Xiaosheng pays homage to old man, thank you for saving my life!" Zhang Bai hastily made a deep bow and saluted the old man.

However, because he was originally on a boat and his body hadn't recovered yet, this bow immediately made him a little unstable.

Seeing this, Zhou Ying who was next to him hurriedly stretched out her hand to help Zhang Bai stabilize.

When Zhou Weng saw this scene, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but because Zhou Ying withdrew his hand after helping Zhang Bai steady, he didn't get angry.

"My lord, you don't need to be too polite, and this old man is just helping out. It's just that our small fishing village is too simple to entertain you." Zhou Weng's tone of voice gave off a sense of indifference.

"Old man, you are being polite. Xiaosheng is not a pampered person. Xiaosheng is very grateful for my hospitality." Zhang Bai said hastily.

Zhou Weng was silent for a while.

Next, Zhang Bai went ashore with the grandpa and grandson.

The boat is moored in a patch of reeds. Looking around, you can see some huts built on the river bank.

It was getting late at this time, and the whole fishing village was covered in the sunset glow. With the floating reeds and the clear and flowing river, it was quite a sight.

After a while, I arrived at Zhou Ying's house.

In Zhou Ying's house, apart from him and Zhou Weng, there is no one else.

Zhou Ying first tidied up a room for Zhang Bai and asked him to stay there first, and then went to cook dinner.

In addition to rice porridge for dinner, there are some leftovers.

Because Zhou Weng is in the ferry business, there are dense rivers nearby, and the waterway traffic is relatively common. Many merchants who come and go will choose to hire a passenger boat to cross.

Sometimes, the guests would order some food and wine, and Zhou Ying was in charge of cooking on the boat, and the leftovers eaten now were left by these guests.

However, this kind of leftovers is rare. Many customers either don't order it or finish it all, leaving nothing for you.

Of course Zhang Bai would not dislike him, he only lived a wealthy life when he was young, and now, some food is good.

"Mr. Zhang, the humble house is simple, so I won't let you stay any longer. You see, where do I need to take you ashore tomorrow morning?"

After dinner, Zhou Weng looked at Zhang Bai, and said lightly, with the obvious meaning of driving people away in his words.

"Uh, this..." Zhang Bai was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"Grandpa, Mr. Zhang, he is seriously injured. Are we..." Next to him, Zhou Ying couldn't help but speak.

"Ying'er!" Zhou Weng gave Zhou Ying a hard look, and immediately made her dare not say much.

"You were ordered to leave by Weng Zhou, what should you do?
[-]. Promise to leave tomorrow morning.

[-]. Said that your injury has not healed, and you hope to rest here for a few days.

[-]. Pretend to have a headache and amnesia. "

One is definitely not an option.

Wu Chen felt that there must be a plot in the grandson of the Zhou family, otherwise his character would not have been born here by such a coincidence.

So Wu Chen chose "three".

"Ah! My head hurts so much. Me, where am I going?" Zhang Bai held his head, looking like he was having a splitting headache.

This scene immediately made Zhou Weng a little stunned.

"Grandpa, it's like this. Mr. Zhang seems to have lost his memory. He can't remember many things, even where his home is." Zhou Ying hurriedly helped explain.

"Forget it, let's rest tonight and see if Mr. Zhang's situation will improve tomorrow." Zhou Weng had no choice but to do this for now.

When it was completely dark, Zhou Ying took a quilt for Zhang Bai and left.

After she left, Zhang Bai planned to go to bed to rest, but Wu Chen chose to enter No.1 and took over his body.

"This old man from the Zhou family, for some reason, doesn't seem to want me to stay here any longer.

There is no way for me to pretend to be amnesia like this, at most it will delay for a few days.

It's best to figure out why the old man of the Zhou family is so disgusted with me, so that we can prescribe the right medicine. "

Wu Chen thought secretly.

After thinking about it, he simply tiptoed out of the room.

Stick it carefully, under the window next to the main house, and hide.

Because he felt that the grandpa and grandson seemed to have something to say, but they didn't say it because of his presence just now.

Then if he comes over to eavesdrop now, maybe he will be able to learn more information.

"...Grandpa, why are you so anxious to drive Mr. Zhang away? He suffered such a serious injury and can't remember many things. Let's keep him for a few more days." Zhou Ying's voice came from my ear .

Sure enough, they were talking!
Wu Chen regained his energy and continued to eavesdrop.

"Ying'er, let me tell you, this Zhang Bai, with a greasy hair and a pink face, is not a good person. You'd better not talk to him!" Zhou Weng reprimanded him.

"But Grandpa, I feel that this young man is quite a good person, not like what you said." Zhou Ying was still retorting.

"You! I think you were stunned by him! When I rescued him ashore, I touched his arms and hid a powder box. Hmph, why would a normal man bring such a thing! Maybe , this piece of white is..." Zhou Weng didn't finish his sentence.

"But, but..." Zhou Ying didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Weng's unfinished words.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early! Wait until tomorrow, and I will find a way to get Zhang Bai to leave as soon as possible!" Zhou Weng said impatiently.

(End of this chapter)