struggle in ancient times

"You're back again, you smell of alcohol, boy, you've been in love with someone else recently." Liao Tingyu said looking at the dizzy Zhao Han.

Zhao Han cast a glance at him, he is already like this now, and he is still making sarcastic remarks.

If he had known that he wouldn't drink, he didn't know who said that once he was drunk, he would relieve his worries. He originally thought that he would be drunk after drinking so many jars of wine, and then it would be a new day when he woke up.

As a result, the more he drank, the more he became sober. There was a burning pain in his stomach, and he felt a stream of blood in his brain, and then it was blocked, and he wanted to hit the wall with his head.

Zhao Han beat his head vigorously with his hand, leaned against the pillar and knocked a few times.

Liao Tingyu saw that he was still very sober for a while, although he said that he was shaky, but he was much better than those who went crazy with alcohol, the wine he brewed these years was not in vain.

Zhao Han didn't want to think about it, he usually drank pot after pot of alcohol, how could he get so drunk when he drank too much all of a sudden.

Moreover, everyone reacts differently when they are drunk. If you want to fall asleep, you have to rely on luck.

Liao Tingyu asked two strong servants to help him to the room, and then arranged for someone to go to the medical clinic to ask the doctor to get some medicine to relieve the hangover and warm the stomach. After drinking so much, the stomach couldn't stand it.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Han was very awake. He surrounded his head with pillows and curled up uncomfortable.

"How is it? Do you feel the feeling of drinking too much now? Let's see if you dare to drink in the future." Liao Tingyu sat next to him to prevent him from making excessive movements and falling off the bed.

"The words you wrote are all deceitful, you just know to play me." Zhao Han said very angrily.

"Who said I played tricks on you, and I didn't let you read it. Besides, every time I write a script, please don't imitate what I said before. You took it seriously." Liao Tingyu expressed that he was wronged. warned them.

"You know it's not true, so why do you still write it? And what did you say, it's all fake when you get frustrated in your relationship, you get drunk to relieve your worries, and you even meet someone you really love. When I was drunk, no one came to help me, and I walked back by myself." Zhao Han felt that he was about to cry because he had respected this master so much before.

He is a big liar.

Drunk people should never talk to him about great truths.

Liao Tingyu listened to this guy talking bad things about him alone.

"Obviously it was written by you. A kid from a rich family meets a kind-hearted and simple Shuang'er. The two of them lived happily together under the blessings of everyone after running in. It was also written by you, a very serious person who was seriously injured , he bears a bloody feud, but under the infection of his savior, he revenges and revenges, and he and his benefactor roam freely in the rivers and lakes. Obviously, all of this is not so realistic, why? Why do you still write like this?" The last few words It was Zhao Han who yelled, crying while yelling.

Liao Tingyu stroked his head, "Because all people want to live a simple life and all people want to be happy, that's why I wrote it."

Zhao Han wet his pillow with tears when he heard this sentence, yes, he also wanted to live a simple life and also wanted to laugh.

But in fact, he would not bend down when the penny fell on the ground.

Zhao Han was crying with his head depressed. When Huang Zilan heard that he was back, he quickly put down what he was doing and ran over.

I saw Zhao Han crying alone there, crying very sadly.

The once cheerful and unrestrained young man became like this because of this ignorant love.

"The word love is really harmful!" Huang Zilan said with emotion.

Mi Li didn't go to school today because he was on vacation. He saw his mother and father walking in the direction of Zhao Han's brother, and he followed. Huang Zinanlan didn't notice that he was being followed by the little guy because he was worried about Zhao Han's situation.

Mi Li was very curious when she heard the whimpering sound coming from brother Zhao Han's room.

He sneaked around the wall and ran under the window. It seemed that this stone head poked out his little head and saw Father sitting beside the bed, while Brother Zhao Han was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt and crying.

In his mind, brother Zhao Han always liked to laugh, no matter how hard he was hit, he would smile without getting angry, and then sneak back for revenge.

He had never seen Brother Zhao Han cry, even if he was injured and bleeding.

"Why is brother Zhao Han crying?" Mi Li had such a question in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of another thing, "It turns out that brother Zhao Han can cry, so will father cry too, and will mother and father cry too?"

Mi Li Yaoyao's own small head, in order to see the situation inside more clearly, pushed her feet up, and supported the window with both hands. on his head.

Mi Li was still thinking about the sound, and then there was a burst of pain in the back of his head, his eyes turned red instantly, and he burst into tears.

Huang Zilan, who was standing at the door, heard the crying sound, and hurriedly looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see his son hugging his head curled up on the stone and crying hard.

"Wow! Wow! My head hurts so much, my head hurts so much." He said that he was about to roll over.

Huang Zilan was afraid that he would fall off the rock, so he ran over and picked him up.

"Mi Li is good, Mi Li is good, don't cry, let the mother and father see where it hurts." Then she went to break the child's little hand holding the head, and saw a red mark.

If it is not dealt with again, I am afraid it will become another package.

Huang Zilan was very angry holding the crying child.

He didn't dare to use force on the place where my child hurts, for fear that it would become a bag in the future.

Liao Tingyu also heard the cry of the child, asked his family to take good care of him, and then ran out by himself.

"How? Where did you get it? Why is this kid here? Why isn't anyone following?" A series of questions came out like setting off firecrackers.

"I don't know either. I don't know what this group of people do for food." Huang Zilan said angrily, and then yelled at the people next to him.

"What are you still doing here? Hurry up and get the clear oil."

It was the first time for the servant to hear Huang Zilan speak in such a tone. In his impression, the county magistrate's husband has always been a gentle and gentle person.

He also reacted immediately, and ran out quickly, just as the doctor invited by Liao Tingyu also came over.

Zhao Han heard the cries of the children outside, and struggled to get up and walk to the door. As soon as the doctor came over, he saw the chaotic scene.

"Oh, my lord, what's going on here? Come on, let me take a look at the child first." The doctor took the child from Huang Zilan's hand, and then carefully looked at the traces.

"Fortunately, I didn't rub it. I happened to bring medicine here. I applied the medicine to him. This place is a bit fierce. Fortunately, the weather is not too hot. I will wrap it with a cloth later, so as not to be blown by the wind. It will cause a headache in the future." The doctor said while dealing with it.

Hearing his babble, Zhao Han felt very irritable, "I said old man, if you want to deal with it, you can deal with it, so don't talk about it. He was so anxious that he didn't see my master, he's so pissed."

The doctor also has a temper, he is not slow in his hands and feet, he handles things well, but his mouth is not forgiving.

"Now I know I'm in a hurry. Then why don't you look after the child? If the wind blows after it is not dealt with, it will be gout. Do you know how painful it is? Do you know how it hurts? The weather is cold and hot. It’s all going to hurt.”

After the wound was finally healed, the doctor prescribed several medicines for Zhao Han to nourish his stomach, and then he was invited out.

Tired of crying, Mi Li fell asleep holding her head.Liao Tingyu held the child with distressed expression on his face.

What the doctor said just now really cut his heart into pieces.

Huang Zilan was very silent. He has always been more tolerant towards servants. As long as he does his part well, it’s not too much to be lazy. alarm bell.

In such a big place, children are naturally active and like to run around.

If there is no one who is always by his side to protect and take care of him, there is no telling when such an accident will happen, and he has hired several servants for Mi Li to take care of his daily life.

However, because he usually relaxed his requirements, the child suffered this injury today. If there was one person, he would at least pull the window, or prevent him from passing.

Huang Zilan said in a deep voice, "Housekeeper, fire the servants who serve the rice grains and sell them if they are bought."

Liao Tingyu didn't say anything, carefully protected his head, and walked to Zhao Han's room with the child in his arms.

Put the child on the other side of Zhao Han, and said, "Boy, after a while you drink the medicine and lie down, and when they move the bed, I will put the child on another bed. If you fall asleep early , Pay attention to this and don't kick my son."

"Don't worry, I'm honest when I'm sleeping." Zhao Han feels much better now, or he doesn't have time to care about this child at all, he watched him grow up.

As a person who always wants to improve his seniority, he always treats Mi Li as his own son.

Now seeing that there are still tears on the eyelashes of the rice grains, he gently removes them, feeling distressed.

The bed in Mi Li's room was missing. Mrs. Deng, who had been checking the post on time, saw that Mi Li's room was unusual and did not see anyone, so she hurried to find Liao Tingyu.

At first, I was talking about the mini room attracting thieves, but as soon as I entered, I saw the familiar poor child on the bed with white bandages on his head.

That distressed heart was pulled up.

Afraid of disturbing the child, he lowered his voice: "My poor grandson, what happened to this? What's wrong with this end?"

Then Liao Tingyu and the others were greeted by three joint trials.

Mrs. Deng was still angry when she heard Huang Zilan's arrangements, "We hired them to treat them with delicious food and drinks, and gave them enough monthly money. They took care of our children like this, and fired them like this. I said the boss Second daughter-in-law, are you the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva?"