My imagination has come true

Chapter 67 The world has changed
Yuncheng is located in a mountainous area, the location is remote, the population is small, and the land is worthless.

The Zhang family's house was built more than ten years ago. At that time, the family was still well off, and two rows of front and back were built along the street, a total of seven rooms.

Except for the two houses in the far west where Yue Ling and her daughter live, which have not been repaired for a long time, the lighting is not very good, and they look low and dilapidated, the rest are passable.

Zhang Qing is still able to put on airs so that people don't sneer in person. This house is also the biggest reason.

Mu Qingyun led Yu's mother all the way to the house in the east.

Bang Chui was a little confused at first, but now seeing that she was about to cross the small gate, he was startled and hurried up to stop her.

"Miss San, where are you going? The master is having a banquet, that's not where you are going."

"Apologize to my father."

Mu Qingyun smiled.

The stick was startled, and quickly rushed over to grab Mu Qingyun's arm.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Mu Qingyun clicked his tongue and said with a smile: "I have some strength."

The strength of the mallet can be compared with those of the students who have been trained scientifically in the boxing gym.

Before Mu Qingyun could finish his voice, he followed the force of the mallet and took a step forward. His shoulders drove his arms—bang!

She pushed the mallet on her chest.

With just one blow, the mallet's face was blue and purple, and he lay on his back on the ground panting for a long time, almost holding his breath, his throat was like a broken bellows, snoring non-stop.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mu Qingyun walking forward lightly, and quickly closed his eyes to 'play dead'.

My mind turned rapidly, and I couldn't think of why the third lady had such abilities.

Could it be Madam who taught it?
But even though I heard that Madam sang opera in her early years, she also practiced martial arts. She sang Huadan, but if there is no martial arts student, she can also make a guest appearance, but she has never seen Madam practice Kung Fu in these years.

Are you still sick these days?

But there was a faint light in mother's eyes, and a look of extreme joy appeared on her face.

Earlier, when she went to ask for money for her wife's medical treatment, she was always looked down upon by this grandson.

Mu Qingyun passed through the small gate and entered Zhang Qing's yard.

Zhang Qing was chatting with two guests while tasting wine, but Zhang Wu was not there.

This is natural, Mr. Zhang loves face, and Zhang Wu was completely unrecognizable by her. He must not let his son come to see guests.

The wine on the table was English red wine, which was said to be cheap in their country, but when they traveled across the ocean to the Ming Dynasty, the price doubled tenfold.There is also the local "Autumn Dew" in Yuncheng, which is also a famous wine.

The cups used are glass cups of good quality, and this set is sold in the Liuli Pavilion, even if there is a big discount, they dare to offer a price of five taels.

There are only four dishes of side dishes, but the dishes are the signature dishes of Fenglai, the largest restaurant in Yuncheng.

A small table, four dishes, can't afford not one tael of silver.

Zhang Qing had a warm face, and sighed: "Yes, the situation is stronger than others, Brother Gao is right, don't care what the test turns out to be, if scholars of my generation want to realize their ambitions, they still have to take the test... "

The end of the sentence was still floating in the air, but was suddenly mixed up by the three-point panic and sharp voice of the son.

"you you?"

As soon as Zhang Wu finished filing the complaint, two of his father's friends arrived. He took the medicine, his face was dirty, and he was not easy to see, so he took a few steps away.

Just as he was about to go out through the back door, he saw Mu Qingyun, who was supposed to be kneeling on the ground waiting for punishment, entered the yard. He was shocked immediately, and his face and mouth hurt like hell.

When he came back to his senses, he glared angrily, "You bastard, you have caused such a big disaster, how dare you come here?"

While talking, he took a step back, a little nervous, "Wait, Dad will break your leg!"

"Brother said yes."

Mu Qingyun nodded at Zhang Wu, turned around and said loudly, "Father, my daughter has come to apologize."

Zhang Qing frowned, he didn't really care about the children in his family, and hated these trivial troubles the most.

Now he was a little impatient, if the two friends were not there, he would punish the girl to kneel in the toilet.

Now that I know I was wrong, why was I not honest at the beginning?
If you know you are wrong, you will be punished heavily, and you will kill the chicken to make an example, so that others will not follow suit.

Zhang Qing coughed lightly, stroked his beard, and looked indifferent.

Mu Qingyun took a step forward, just stopped his reprimand, and said solemnly: "My daughter is unfilial, my mother is ill and has been bedridden for many days. Me, the punishment is good, the punishment is right."

Zhang Qing was taken aback.

Mu Qingyun's voice was very clear, and he spoke official Chinese, but it seemed to be different, very shocking, and it was like the sound of drums ringing in one's ears, forcing people to listen.

"Mother Yu, go to Shouchun Hall and invite Miracle Doctor Liu. You are really confused. Why do you treat Auntie so slowly, instead of asking for a doctor, you just wait for me?"

Yu's mother pinched her thigh suddenly and burst into tears: "I'm wronged, Miss, I went to find a stick to pay the money the day before yesterday. I was going to ask my wife for a doctor, but he hesitated and refused to give it."

"Don't give it? Bangchui has a long-term follower, and he has become the master of the house? I'm afraid he is pocketing his own money."

"Damn it, you should die for delaying my mother's medical treatment. Father, we will drag him to the court right now."

When the two guests heard the commotion, they both politely avoided, but there was some playfulness on their faces.

Zhang Qing's brain thumped and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Could it be that he wants to say in front of outsiders—it's not sick, it's just hypocritical, it's just a mood swing, and it will be fine to let her hang out for a few days.

If you have free money for the medical clinic, you might as well buy him an inkstone.

This can be thought of, where can I say it?

He couldn't help staring at Mu Qingyun, wishing he could slap this incomprehensible girl right now.

But he could only lower his face and scold: "I really don't know the priorities, why don't I go to the doctor first!"

Mu Qingyun responded crisply: "Father said yes, so I took the name card and went to invite Doctor Liu."

Zhang Qing's hands trembled and his breathing was a little heavy, so he had to take a name card and give it to her.

Mu Qingyun happily asked Yu's mother to ask for money for the consultation, and of course Zhang Qing would pay for it.

Doctor Liu has a high status in Yuncheng, he would rather have a swollen face to look fat, than let people laugh at him for not even looking down on his daughter-in-law.

After the matter was completed, Mu Qingyun saluted respectfully: "Father, I'll go and apologize to Auntie right now, and accept punishment."

Zhang Qing: "..."

The world is getting worse, people's hearts are not old, and a daughter even dares to plot against her own father!
Zhang Qing felt extremely uncomfortable, and secretly thought that it was all the Yue family, even the children were raised like this, and when Brother Gao and the others left, he had to hold her tight.

In the future, these girls are not allowed to read books or go out indiscriminately, the atmosphere is so bad.

When he was young, he boasted that his thinking was progressive, and he was even willing to run out and fall in love at first sight.

Nowadays, the older I get, the more rigid I am, the current society is particularly unpleasant.

He didn't like that women could run out in public.

I don't like men being talked about even taking a concubine.

Thinking of the good times back then, Zhang Qing sighed again: the world has changed.

The two guests couldn't help laughing, and they complimented each other softly: "You are a filial child."

The one surnamed Gao raised his eyebrows half-jokingly: "That brat in my family is not as sensible as your mistress, why don't our two families be in-laws?"

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down.

(End of this chapter)