Big Sister Bingshan was warmed by me

When Zhou Yang woke up, he felt sore all over his body, especially his neck, which seemed to be broken.

He opened his eyes and glanced around for a week, only to find himself lying on the floor of the carriage, with his head in a strange posture, touching the legs of the bench in the carriage, the curvature of his neck was very strange, no wonder his neck hurts so much!

He slowly twisted his neck, and after half a cup of tea, he was able to raise his head slightly, only then did he realize that there was another person in the carriage, it was the old man in gray.

"Senior, where are we? Where is my senior sister?"

Zhou Yang moved again, and found that the wound seemed to have burst open. He grinned, took a breath, and stopped struggling.

The old man in gray opened his eyes, glanced at Zhou Yang, and said, "We are on the way to Islam, the carriage is bumpy, your wound is open, you should lie down obediently."

Zhou Yang smiled helplessly, and asked, "Senior, what's your surname, you are always called by seniors, it's strange."

The old man in gray smiled, looked at Zhou Yang, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, and threw it to Zhou Yang: "My surname is Zhong."

It turned out that this gray-clothed old man was surnamed Zhong, named Nan Tian, ​​and was called Nan Tianba by people in the Jianghu. Nan Tian fully assisted.

Zhou Yang secretly guessed that Senior Zhong should be the elder of his wife, so he can only be called Grandpa, so he sweetly called out, "Grandpa Zhong, where is my senior sister? Is she with my wife?"

Zhong Nantian nodded and said, "That's right, Miss and Miss are together."

Hearing this, Zhou Yang thought to himself, so the old man knows the identity of the senior sister, since the senior sister stays with the teacher's wife, it must be safe.

Zhou Yang was relieved, thanked Zhong Nantian, and began to apply medicine to his open wound.

After taking the medicine, Zhou Yang was still suffering from the bumps of the carriage, so he had to think about finding a topic to talk about and divert his attention, so he had nothing to say: "Grandpa Zhong, is the medicine you gave me very powerful? Am I going to get better soon?"

Zhong Nantian naturally knew that Zhou Yang was suffering from the ups and downs. He already had a good impression of Zhou Yang and felt that this kid was very fond of him. Seeing him enduring the pain while looking for something to say, he wanted to mention him. So he said: "Boy Zhou, this medicine is strong, and you will still feel a lot of pain later, but the effect of the strong medicine is also good. After another three to five days, your wound will be almost healed."

Zhou Yang was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhong!"

"You don't have to thank me, I just gave you the wound medicine because I saw your appetite and desperately defended the little lady."

He said again: "Boy Zhou, if you go to Mingjiao, you will have to suffer some hardships. If you can bear it, it is your good fortune."

Surprised, Zhou Yang hurriedly asked, but Zhong Nantian refused to speak anyway.

Zhou Yang guessed that what he meant was that his mistress might punish him, but he didn't offend her, so why should he punish him?

It was bumpy all the way, and it was not until noon that Zhou Yang saw his senior sister again.

Chu Xinning carried a basket of food, opened the curtain and got in.

"Miss, you are here."

"Yes, Senior Zhong, please take care of my junior brother."

Zhong Nantian took the basket from Chu Xinning's hand, and sighed inwardly. The young lady is still so distant, making him far less affectionate than Boy Zhong.

"Senior sister, you are here, how are you? Why didn't I see you?"

"I'm in the carriage ahead, don't you worry. How is your wound?"

Seeing Zhou Yang lying on the floor of the carriage, Chu Xinning frowned, and went forward to help Zhou Yang sit up. Although the carriage is quite spacious, there is only one stool, and it is not suitable for an injured person like Zhou Yang to sit on it. On the stool, otherwise the bumps will be more uncomfortable.

Chu Xinning felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do.

After helping Zhou Yang to lean against the wall of the carriage, Chu Xinning took out the food from the basket and prepared to feed it to Zhou Yang himself.

Zhou Yang was naturally willing, and ate his senior sister's food with a smile on his face, feeling happy in his heart.

Zhong Nanshan, who was next to him, shook his head. Boy Zhou was only hit by a sword, and his hand was not paralyzed. The young lady treats him so well, if the young lady sees it, Boy Zhou will suffer!

With his mouth full, Zhou Yang chewed and said, "Sister, is this the food you bought? It's delicious!"

In fact, this food is just made by a small roadside shop. It lacks oil and salt, and the appearance is really average, but Zhou Yang has his own senior sister who feeds it himself, so it is naturally delicious.

Chu Xinning was afraid that he would choke, so she didn't dare to say more, so she just nodded.

Zhou Yang said again: "Senior Sister, have you eaten yet? It's very hard to ride a carriage, you should eat more, anyway, you brought a lot of food, I can't finish it with Grandpa Zhong, you can eat some more with me OK?"

Chu Xinning nodded and continued to feed Zhou Yang without answering.

Zhou Yang ate it in one bite, his swollen cheeks bulged, and he muttered: "Senior sister, I'm sitting in this compartment, I can't move, I can only lie on the ground, it's so boring, can you stay here with me? "

Zhong Nantian next to him couldn't see the childish words said by the two young men, and walked out of the carriage with his job bowl in hand.

Now Zhou Yang is more casual and eats more happily.

"Senior sister, are you full?"

"I am full."

"Senior Sister, let's go out for a walk after dinner. I'm going to be suffocated to death if I stay in the carriage all day."

"No, your wound hasn't healed yet."

"Are you supporting me?"

"No, when you recover from your injury, you can go anywhere."

"Okay. Sister, I'm done eating."

"Well, then I'll pack it up and come back."

Chu Xinning packed the dishes and got out of the carriage with the basket.

Zhou Yang was extremely bored by himself, so he struggled to get to the window of the carriage, opened the curtains and looked outside.

Unexpectedly, he happened to see the masked woman before, that is, his teacher's wife Sima Yu, staring at him suspiciously.

Zhou Yang was taken aback. Is my wife just peeping?What does she want?

"Little slippery boy, are your hands paralyzed?" Sima Yu asked gloomily, with a cold look in his eyes.At this moment, her heart was full of jealousy. Her daughter who was born in October of her pregnancy would always have an expressionless and cold face towards her own mother, but she would greet this stinky brat and even feed her herself. Can Sima Yu feel better?

In fact, Chu Xinning was thrown to Chu Yeyu by her since she was born. Although Chu Yeyu loves her daughter, she is not good at expressing it. Da, cultivate a clear and cold temperament, and treat everyone with a cold face. Unfortunately, Sima Yu can't figure out the reason for this, and always feels that his daughter treats him worse than an outsider.

Sima Yu relied on her identity as a biological mother, and was not easy to get angry with her own daughter, but she also liked to put on airs in front of Chu Xinning. The result is that the relationship between mother and daughter is getting more and more tense.

Now Sima Yu saw Zhou Yang eating the meal that Chu Xinning personally fed him, he felt so bad, it was completely jealous, his eyes could kill Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang was taken aback for a moment, feeling a murderous intent coming over his face, and the hairs on his body stood on end. In a flash of inspiration, he suddenly realized that this question was a question of Taoism.

What is the intention of this teacher?

"Here, my disciple's hands are naturally not paralyzed..." Zhou Yang said it very hard, thinking of countermeasures while talking.

But Sima Yu didn't give him a chance at all, his eyes were full of murderous intent, his hands were as fast as lightning, he grabbed Zhou Yang's wrist, pulled and pulled, and one of his arms was pulled out of its joint.

"Ah!" Zhou Yang let out a scream.

He never imagined that one day he would experience the means of manipulating himself.

This time, Zhou Yang was also angry, his arm is fine, not paralyzed or injured, is it hindering you?

In fact, Zhou Yang is also a soft-tempered person, so he didn't care whether Sima Yu was the feared leader of the Demon Cult in the Jianghu, and directly said: "Master, what's wrong with the disciple? Please point out? This kind of bullying for no reason Disciple, disciple is not convinced, my master's martial arts are world-class, and this way of bullying the small by the big, the disciple is even more dissatisfied!"

"Hmph! I, Sima Yu, do things and don't need to explain!" Sima Yu didn't expect Zhou Yang to dare to talk back.

"You are my teacher's wife, so you can't hurt people indiscriminately, right? I just don't accept it!" Zhou Yang continued to yell, he was an injured patient, and now his arm was broken by someone innocently, who would feel better?

"Hmph! If you dare to yell again, I'll break your other arm!"

"I don't accept it! You bully the small with the big and rely on the strong to bully the weak! You don't distinguish between right and wrong and black and white, and hurt people for no reason! I don't accept it!" Zhou Yang was angered by the pain, and his whole body seemed to be going all out, yelling.

"Stinky boy! You want to die?" Sima Yu is not easy to get along with. Many people in the martial arts have died under her hands. Zhou Yang's three-legged kung fu is completely ignored by her. Zhou Yang's death was as easy as crushing an ant to death.

However, these are actually irrelevant. What annoyed Sima Yu the most was that he seemed to be jealous of the same ten-year-old brat. If someone found out, wouldn't it be ridiculed by the people of Jianghu?

Hmph, people in the Jianghu, who dares to ridicule?Then kill whoever!

Hmph, if this brat speaks out, I'll kill him!

Who knows, I will kill whoever!

The more Sima Yu wanted to kill, the more murderous he became. He raised a hand and was about to shoot Zhou Yang.

Chu Xinning had heard it a long time ago, and had already rushed over at this time. Seeing that her own mother was "bullying" her junior brother, she immediately performed lightness kung fu and rushed over.

"What are you doing?" Chu Xinning asked with a cold face.

"Smelly girl, didn't you see it? I'm going to kill this little cunning!" Sima Yu became even angrier after hearing Chu Xinning's words. This stinky girl never called her mother, but Calling this brat so affectionate.

Chu Xinning stepped in front of Zhou Yang without saying a word, but just looked at Sima Yu without giving in.

"Smelly girl, get out of the way!"

"Don't hurt my junior brother!"

Mother and daughter, you stare at me, and I stare at you.

"Humph!"

In the end, Sima Yu was defeated and left in a huff.

After Sima Yu left, Chu Xinning helped Zhou Yang connect his arm.

"Senior sister, why is my wife like this?"

"I don't know either." Chu Xinning was also very puzzled. She and Sima Yu rode in the same carriage. She thought her mother was going to say something to her, but it was a pity that Sima Yu was putting on airs and rarely approached Chu Xinning. When talking, Chu Xinning herself seldom talked, and she seldom opened her mouth, which resulted in almost no communication between the mother and daughter along the way.

Why did the mother get angry at the younger brother, it seems to be aimed at the younger brother?

Zhou Yang couldn't find out why, so he could only say: "Senior sister, then you and I will ride in a carriage and don't leave, okay?"

"Okay, don't worry, I'm by your side."

After this incident, Chu Xinning did not dare to leave Zhou Yang's side.

She really didn't know much about her mother, Sima Yu, and she was really afraid that Sima Yu would do some harm to her junior brother in a fit of anger.

In the carriage, the two were silent for a while, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Suddenly there was the sound of swords fighting outside, and Sima Yu's voice said coldly:

"Chu, what does it have to do with you if I take my daughter away?"

A slightly helpless tired voice said: "Yu'er, Tao Tao grew up in Wudang, why did you take her away suddenly? Yang'er is also here with you?"

Zhou Yang and Chu Xinning looked at each other, and said happily, "It's Master! Sister, Master is here to find us!"

Chu Xinning lifted the curtains, and the two of them saw out the car window that Chu Yeyu and Sima Yu were facing each other with their swords drawn.

Both of them were shocked!

What Zhou Yang thought was: master and wife are about to fight, which side to help?Help the master, the master must be angry, offending the mother-in-law, it is not a good thing!But help my wife, what should I do, Master?

What Chu Xinning thought was: Father and mother are going to fight, what should I do?Her mind was at a loss, and she felt an unprecedented conflict arising from the bottom of her heart, and this situation made it difficult for her to face, and she suddenly wanted to escape!