Chapter 192 Daji's gu

"Let's go, third brother, go in and I'll bandage it for you." Song Keren said.

Zhou Heng was dizzy again and couldn't help allowing Song Keren to pull into the house. The business was busy, and suddenly saw the boss's wife leading a man in with a panic face, which naturally attracted the strange eyes of the two shopkeepers and the little maids. The big shopkeeper quickly put down his work and hurried forward.

"What's the order for the head of the family?" The big shopkeeper said.

Song Ke looked at the big shopkeeper in fear and quickly said, "Go and boil a basin of hot water for me. The third brother is injured. In addition, find another basin of water and salt. Hurry up!"

The big shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, waved his hand, and immediately the clerk did as ordered. The big shopkeeper was not idle. When the clerk went to boil water, he went to find salt and poured two cups of tea himself.

At this time, Song Keren had taken Zhou Heng into the hut in the back hall. As soon as he entered the room, Song Keren turned out a pair of scissors and cut Zhou Heng's sleeves. The wound was full of blood and mud. Song Ke shouted out with a painful "ah". She took Zhou Heng's hand and burst into tears.

Zhou Heng was stunned again, and his mind suddenly seemed to know nothing. Suddenly, Zhou Heng stretched out his hand and hugged Song Keren. Song Keren was shocked and hurriedly struggled. Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng's hand was like a clamp, holding Song Keren tightly. Song Keren panicked and stepped on Zhou Heng's feet.

At this moment, the door creaked open. The big shopkeeper was about to step in with a tray. Suddenly, he saw the scene of Song Keren and Zhou Heng. The big shopkeeper shouted out with an "Ouch" and immediately turned his back to his face.

Song Keren's face blushed, and Zhou Heng was stepped on by Song Keren and slowly let go of his hand. Song Keren gave Zhou Heng a white look, but Zhou Heng didn't seem to see it. At this time, Song Keren noticed Zhou Heng's eyes, and his eyes were blurred, like the eyes of a madman.

There was a madman in the West Street, dragging his rags all day long, and his eyes were the same as Zhou Heng's eyes. Song Keren's heart thumped and quickly shouted, "Third brother, third brother?"

Zhou Heng heard the call and seemed to wake up from his dream. He recovered and blinked his eyes. He looked at Song Keren inexplicably and asked, "What's wrong?"

At this time, Song Keren saw that Zhou Heng's eyes seemed to break through the fog. She said at ease, "It's okay." Then he quickly shouted to the big shopkeeper at the door, "Come in. He is my third brother. He almost fell down just now. I just helped him."

After hearing this, the big shopkeeper naturally dared not refute it. You are the master, and you can say whatever you say.

After a while, hot water, water and coarse salt were served. Song Keren first burned the towel with hot water, wrank it out, and slowly helped Zhou Heng scrub the wound. After the sand grains at the wound were wiped off, Song Keren threw the coarse salt into the water. After the coarse salt melted the water, he gently scrubbed the wound for Zhou Heng.

A series of tingling pain made Zhou Heng wake up briefly. Zhou Heng thought about what had just happened before, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became. Why did you suddenly come here?

At this time, the big shopkeeper ordered the second shopkeeper to take a serious look at the store and go out by himself.

It was very hot, but Aunt Zhao's room was hung with a gauze curtain. There is ice in the four corners of the room, and the ice will soon turn into ice water.

On a sultry day, Aunt Zhao wore three layers of clothes that she wore when she went out, sitting behind the curtain like a lady.

"But did you see it with your own eyes?" Aunt Zhao asked.

The big shopkeeper nodded repeatedly and said, "I saw it with my own eyes. As soon as I pushed the door, I saw the young lady lying in the man's arms. The little one thought that the young grandmother was the head of the family and could not see people with this mentality. Otherwise, won't our family be laughed to death by others?

Aunt Zhao nodded and said with praise, "The big shopkeeper is really thoughtful, but since he has inherited the cause of the Fang family, he has to abide by the rules of the Fang family. I will definitely find an opportunity to talk about her about this matter. Don't worry, I won't give you up. It's you who want to watch her for me. She has been away all day, and I still see less. In the future, I will bother you more.

When the big shopkeeper heard this, he nodded immediately.

"Grandma, please rest assured, the little one will definitely help grandma take good care of the young grandma. In fact, Xiaoxiao has always thought that this family should be headed by grandma. The big shopkeeper said.

Aunt Zhao smiled and said calmly, "You have praised me, probably because I don't have that blessing. You still have to pay more attention to the future. It's getting late. Go back early.

The big shopkeeper nodded quickly and was about to exit. Aunt Zhao said, "Be careful when you go out. Just like when you come, don't let others see it."

"Yes." The big shopkeeper said quickly.

For a while, Xiaorou sent the big shopkeeper back, and Aunt Zhao was smiling and pushing off her clothes.

"Grandma, he's gone. No one saw him." Xiaorou said.

Aunt Zhao looked at herself in the mirror, as if to say to herself, and as if to Xiaorou, "It really works. It seems that twenty taels of silver are not in vain."

Xiaorou smiled and said, "No, it seems that the man really didn't lie to us!"

Aunt Zhao lowered her eyes and glanced at Xiaorou slightly.

"I knew that the material should have been heavier. These two days have kept an eye on me, and now is the most critical time!" Aunt Zhao said.

"Yes..." Xiaorou replied.

After cleaning up Zhou Heng's wound, Song Keyen simply arranged the work. To be honest, she doesn't need to do anything about the work here. Everyone has their own way to deal with things. The old name of the Fang family is like a decadent old car, driving slowly in the long river of time.

Although Song Keyen has always wanted to accelerate, the engine is too old. If you want to accelerate, you must change the engine first.

Zhou Heng's wound was wrapped in white cloth, and Song Keren wanted to send Zhou Heng home now.

It was still early. Zhou Heng refused Xiao Liuzi's car and said he wanted to take a walk with Song Keren. Song Keyen thought so. Anyway, it's still early. It's better to go shopping. You should know that shopping is a woman's nature. She has no friends, and she is not comfortable shopping alone.

As soon as they got together, the two left the old family and walked to the West Street.

The streets are bustling, and children selling windmills walk around carrying straw bags full of windmills. The big man selling cooking cakes shouted "cooking cakes, cooking cakes" from time to time. Seeing that no one bought them, his face showed disappointment.

Is it time for Pan Jinlian to meet Ximenqing this season? Ximenqing is a romantic and attractive man, but his fate is always strange. The beautiful Pan Jinlian married Wu Dalang, which led to the bloody case.

Thinking about these useless things in Song Keren's head, the carpet on the street quickly attracted her. In fact, there is nothing special on the stall. To put it bluntly, it is just those low-end jewelry and vulgar rouge. The rouge shop on the corner is still open, and the boss's wife in her forties is bored sitting at the door waiting for business.

When Zhou Heng saw the Rouge shop, he suddenly thought of something and smiled.

"That year, I saved a taels of silver, and then bought you half a taels of rouge. I don't know if your rouge is useless." Zhou Heng said.

Song Keyen smiled and remembered that incident. The rouge is a small white porcelain box, and the rouge cream inside is very conspicuous and red like a delicate rose.

She still remembers the scene when Zhou Heng gave her Rouge. It was really beautiful in the past.

"Of course I remember that I was reluctant to use the rouge, and I was afraid that it would be taken away by others at home. At first, I took it on my body all day. One day I went to the Yuelai teahouse and hid it in a hurry. I don't know if it's still there now!" Song Keren said with a smile.

Zhou Heng tilted his head and looked at Song Keren beside him with a smile.

"But you don't have to buy rouge for you anymore. In fact, I like the old days. Men, it is natural to feed women. Everything a woman has should be given by a man, not something a woman gives to a man. Zhou Heng said.

Song Keren smiled and said, "You are a male chauvinist."

As they spoke, the two walked to a rouge stall.

"Miss, buy some rouge squeezed out of pure rouge flowers. Look how bright this color is! The price is also cheap. I made it myself. Don't worry!" The little girl selling rouge is in a hurry to sell it.

Zhou Heng unconsciously stayed in front of the stall. Song Keren heard that it was pure natural rouge, so he took a box and smelled it. The smell was not obvious. It should be squeezed from natural rouge flowers. The color is also quite bright.

Zhou Heng couldn't help smiling when he saw Song Keren showing the cute appearance of a little woman, took out the money bag and took out the scattered silver from it and paid it to the girl who sold rouge.

Song Keren was shocked and quickly said, "No, I just smell it."

"Take it, my gift." Zhou Heng said.

Song Keyen hesitated for a moment and thought of the dream that day. What did Fang Shaowen say that night? Song Keren bit her lip. When she raised her head again, she met Zhou Heng's bright eyes like stars. Song Keren thought about it and put the box of rouge in his pocket.

The two walked forward together, and Zhou Heng suddenly felt a dizziness in his brain and couldn't help taking two steps back. Seeing this, Song Ke thought that Zhou Heng had lost too much blood, so he quickly came forward to support Zhou Heng.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng suddenly hugged Song Keren and sent his warm lips forward. Thanks to Song Keren's timely avoidance, otherwise, it would have been humiliating.

But it was Song Keren who hid like this that Zhou Heng fell straight to the ground. Song Keyen didn't even have time to exclaim, but he heard a "Poof" and Zhou Heng fell to the ground.