The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

The two continued to chat about their childhood. Finally, Ouyang Jingming returned to the previous question, "Actually, I don't know why I want to treat you well. I just feel that being with you is very happy and joyful. Mrs. Zelin Rules, Yun Lu is too serious, sometimes it’s boring to be with them, I feel more relaxed and comfortable with you, I can say whatever I want.”

Ye Songyan said: "The eldest brother is serious and rigorous, and the second brother is young and steady. This kind of temperament is quite good."

Ouyang Jingming said: "No, your elder brother's seriousness is dull, and Zelin's stability is mature. Why should a young man live so by the rules? It would be better to be more casual."

"Let's do one."

"Come."

The two of them clinked their wine bottles and ate Huadiao, as if hoping that the light would not dim and the sky would be bright.

At midnight, both of them were a little drunk. The servant helped them into the house, changed their clothes, and slept until dawn.

Lanling, Huo Family Medicine Luzhong.

The head of the Huo family was leaning on the rocking chair, directing the two young men with the sunflower fan in his hand, "Dalang, cook three bowls of water and half a bowl of water. Don't add too much water. Erlang, I have told you so many times, why are you still like this..."

These two young men are the sons of the Huo family. The older one is eighteen or nineteen, and the younger one is sixteen or seventeen.

Huo Erlang pouted, pounded the medicine, and said in a low voice with dissatisfaction: "It's always like this, and what I originally knew is said to be incompetent. I might as well be Aunt Shu."

"Stinky boy, what did you say?"

The head of the Huo family stood up and waved his hand hard, hitting Huo Erlang in the back of the head with the sunflower fan.

Huo Erlang yelled and looked at his father angrily, "Old man, why are you hitting me!"

Huo Dalang on the side chuckled, watching the farce between his father and brother.

The head of the Huo family looked at Huo Erlang with his big eyes and said, "I'll beat you if I beat you. Do you still have to choose a date?"

Huo Erlang said: "I am telling the truth. Aunt Shu's medical skills are not as good as yours, but she is better at teaching than you. You either beat or scold her all day long."

The head of the Huo family was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils. He took off his shoes and was about to hit Huo Erlang.

At this time, a servant came in with a letter in his hand and said: "Master, I have your letter. The handwriting should be that of Miss Hua."

"Aunt Shu?" Huo Erlang asked.

The head of the Huo family quickly put on his shoes, straightened his clothes, and was about to receive the letter, but saw the servant smiling softly.

Seeing the displeasure on the master's face, the servant hurriedly smiled and presented the letter with both hands.

Sure enough, the handwriting on the envelope was Hua Fushu's. She was the only one who could write such ugly words.

Patriarch Huo took the envelope and took out the letter. Huo Erlang came closer. Patriarch Huo dodged and did not forget to scold his son, "What are you looking at? I don't know about your little ninety-nine things?"

The head of the Huo family took another two steps away and looked at the content of the letter with a rather bad expression on his face. "I knew it. I knew she was up to no good. She never thinks about me when she does."

Seeing that his father was a little unhappy, Huo Erlang smiled.

However, the servant presented another letter, "Master, there is another letter. It is together with Miss Hua's letter, but the words are not written by Miss Hua."

The head of the Huo family received a letter and read it. This letter was the one written by Ye Zelin. When he saw the content of the letter clearly, he was stunned and dumbfounded. He didn't even know the letter fell to the ground.

Huo Erlang picked up the letter on the ground, glanced through it, and said, "Aunt Shu is married!"

"what?"

Huo Dalang was also quite surprised. He walked over and read the content of the letter. "There is no news about when she got married."

Huo Dalang took another piece of letter and read it, then looked at the head of the Huo family, "Father, are you going to Wuyin?"

The head of the Huo family gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Go, of course you go! You didn't tell me about such a big thing as getting married, and you didn't even send an invitation. Hua Fushu, just wait for me!"

His hands clenched into fists, just shy of punching someone.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Huo Erlang pulled Huo Dalang aside.

The head of the Huo family looked at the two of them, with sparks in his eyes, and they shrank back.

The head of the Huo family stepped forward and snatched the letter, crumpled it into a ball, threw it on the ground and ravaged it, "Hua Fushu, I'm not done with you!"

Ye Zelin and his party were already on their way to Luoyang.

Hua Fushu and Sanqiao rode in the car, and Side drove them.

Ye Zelin wanted to take the car, but Hua Fushu refused and drove him away. Ye Songyan, who was originally going back to Beijing, was pestered by her to go to Luoyang together.

Having set out for a long time, Hua Fushu felt very bored. He raised the curtain and peered in, "Xiaosi, I'm so bored, please talk to me."

Looking at the people on the horse, Hua Fushu's face changed slightly. This person was not Ye Songyan, but Ye Zelin.

Ye Zelin said, "Whatever you want to say, I'll talk to you."

Hua Fushu annoyed him and put down the curtain.

Ye Zelin shook his head.

Hua Fushu and Sanqiao changed positions, lifted the curtain, and looked at Ye Songyan who was on the horse, "Xiao Si."

Ye Songyan looked back and saw Hua Fu Shuyan smiling at Yan Yan, "Second sister-in-law."

Hua Fushu was not used to others calling her 'sister-in-law', so she said: "You and I are the same age. I won't call you uncle, and you don't need to call me sister-in-law. Just call me Fushu, so we can chat better."

This warm feeling made Ye Songyan slightly stunned. He and Hua Fushu had never exchanged a few words. When did they become so familiar that they only called each other by their first names regardless of their seniority.

He said: "Second sister-in-law, don't mess with the rules of seniority."

Hua Fushu sneered, "Ouyang Jingming is not your biological uncle. You still call him uncle."

Ye Songyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he insisted on etiquette and refused to call Hua Fushu by name.

Hua Fushu annoyed him and said displeasedly: "Just like Ye Zelin."

Hearing this, Ye Zelin glanced at the carriage and walked to the front of the carriage.

Seeing that Ye Zelin was far away, Ye Songyan said, "Sister-in-law, what do you want to say?"

Hua Fushu looked around, saw Ye Zelin in front of him, and said with a smile: "This guy is quite sensible."

Hua Fushu is a good chatterer. When strangers meet, people who are not familiar with her will become familiar with each other. Soon, they became familiar with Ye Songyan, chatting from ghost jokes to celebrity biographies, from misty Jiangnan to the vast desert north, from When we talk about southern food, we talk about northern food, and from the most beautiful lady to the passionate and talented person.

However, after half a day, they became more familiar than their own brothers. It wasn't until they arrived at a small town that San Qiao ended their chat, "Girl, it's getting dark."

Hua Fushu took a look and saw that night had indeed fallen, so she stopped talking to Ye Songyan.

After getting off the carriage, he saw Side with a stinky face. Just when he was about to ask Side, he turned around and entered the inn, walked to Ye Zelin and whispered: "She is really a talkative little lady."

Isn't it?

However, he spent most of the day listening to the chatter while driving, so his mood was naturally not much better.

He didn't expect Hua Fushu to be so noisy, leading Ye Songyan to do the same.

Hua Fushu and three others entered the inn.

At the dinner table, Hua Fushu kept chattering, "Let's continue talking tomorrow."

Finally, Ye Zelin took a look at it and asked: "You don't understand when you eat and don't speak when you sleep?"

Hua Fushu just shut up obediently and Ansheng finished his meal.

As expected, Hua Fushu and Ye Songyan kept talking all the way from Wuyin to Luoyang. God knows where she found so many topics, and they talked about one after another. Sometimes even big things could last a long time. .