Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 88

Night falls quietly, and the silver moon climbs into the sky.

The bells and drums of the closed city sounded heavily.

The market is bustling.

The lanterns along the ten-mile-long river were lit, and the red silk along the bank was hung. The noise at night was even louder than during the day.

In the depths of the night, a gray-haired old man drove a bullock cart slowly from the corner of the street, looking out of place with the surrounding environment.

He got out of the oxcart while holding on to the railing. His legs and feet seemed to be a little inconvenient. He limped to the door and knocked on the wooden door. "Is there anyone there?"

The hoarse old voice was particularly clear in the night, but it made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

After a moment, the door opened, and a fat young man blocked the door, looking down at the old man fiercely, "Why are you here so late today?"

The old man did not raise his head. He whispered: "Today the city is closed later than usual, and I will come back later. I have reported it to the Lord of the City before, and he agreed."

"City Lord, City Lord, are you deliberately pressing me with the City Lord?" The man stretched out his strong arms and thick palms and pushed the old man, but he didn't hold back his strength, and the old man fell to the ground trembling.

"I didn't mean it that way."

"That's what you meant. I pushed him lightly, why did you touch the porcelain on purpose?" The fat young man reluctantly pulled the old man's clothes that were almost white from washing, and pulled the old man to his eyes.

"What are you doing?" A voice shouted not far away.

When the young man came back, he saw an unknown young man, "Who are you? Don't mind your own business!"

Song Heqing ignored him, stepped over him, walked to the old man's side, bent down to help the old man up, and patted the dust off the old man's gray clothes, "Are you okay?"

The old man stood up, looked at Song Heqing's quiet robe, and quickly backed away, "It's okay, young man, please don't get too close to me, I'm not clean."

Song Heqing said quickly: "It doesn't matter."

"I ask who can't hear you? Who told you to break into the city lord's mansion?" Seeing that Song Heqing ignored him and talked and laughed with the old cripple instead, the chubby young man became angry.

Song Heqing raised his eyes, with a chill in his eyes. The chubby young man stood there in a daze, a little scared, "You, what are you looking at? I don't want you to be so big because of your big eyes."

Song Heqing frowned, looking at the chubby young man's eyes that were about to narrow into slits, "Do you dare to open your eyes and speak?"

The chubby young man was stunned, "What are you talking about..." He suddenly reacted and his fair face turned red, "You are going too far!"

"Why didn't you say that you bullied this lame old man just now?" Song Heqing said angrily. There are always a group of bullies in this world, which is very unpleasant.

Song Heqing hated bullies the most in his life.

"What's the noise?" Song Heqing looked up at the source of the voice, and there stood a woman in a white dress and green shirt, and then hurried over, her clothes ruffling, as if she was walking with the spring breeze.

"Master, why are you here?" Song Heqing asked weakly. Jiang Yu patted his head and rolled his eyes at him.

At this time, it suddenly occurred to him that it was already dark, and he seemed to have forgotten something.

A very important thing.

"If it weren't for the fact that there are people beside me now, I would have knocked you unconscious and taken you away."

"Master, I really forgot, I have something else to do now."

"Put everything down and come with me now." After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he was about to leave.

But before he took the first step, he heard a low and hoarse voice behind him, "Girl, are you his master?"

Jiang Yu raised her head to make sure that the person was talking to her, "I am, what can I do for you?"

"I'm fine, I just want to say, don't blame your apprentice, he is a good person."

Jiang Yu was slightly startled, a good person?

Of course she knew that Song Heqing didn't have any bad intentions, but it was really unexpected to be called a good person all of a sudden.

The old man glanced at Song Heqing and said with a smile, "Go back quickly. Master is here. I have unloaded my things and am leaving."

Song Heqing nodded. When he turned to leave, he heard the chubby young man next to him snort coldly, "It's just a pretentious thing. Who can't be a good person? Just say a few words and you're a good person?"

Song Heqing glanced at him and said nothing.

He walked outside the door and looked at the two thick pieces of wood more than one meter long in the middle of the ox cart frame. He was a little surprised at how the old man came here alone with two pieces of wood.

But he didn't say much.

Song Heqing turned around to look for Jiang Yu, preparing to help the old man carry something.

As a result, I saw a strange scene as soon as I entered the door.The fat and white young man was restrained by Jiang Yu's hands and pressed him to the ground with his knees. His round face was a little deformed, "Who are you? Let me go. If you don't let me go, I will have the city lord kick you out immediately." "

Song Heqing recovered from the shock and walked to Jiang Yu, "Master, what are you doing?"

"This man is not very clean. He says anything. Let me teach him a lesson."

Song Heqing understood that Jiang Yu was angry because this person just scolded him, and he felt a little secretly happy in his heart. The master really cared about him the most.

"Can you go back with me now?" Jiang Yu was a little dissatisfied.

"Master, wait a minute while I ask the old man to move his things down." After Song Heqing finished speaking, he immediately ran out again without waiting for Jiang Yu's approval.

Outside the back door, the old man's things were placed on the bullock cart.

Usually, the old man would cut the tree on the oxcart into several sections and deliver them to each family. When they arrived at the city lord's mansion, only the good wood he had specially prepared for the city lord was left.

Everyone in Yuzhou City knows that the city lord is good at making utensils, and many people will specially send materials that can be used to make small things.

However, the city lord will not accept it unless it is a legitimate transaction.

Song Heqing watched the old man struggling to carry the wood off the oxcart, hugging the wood with difficulty, moving it bit by bit, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the wood, "I'll come, you rest."

The old man's steps were unsteady and his breathing was a little rapid. He said: "How embarrassing is this. You should go back quickly. I am just a little slow, but I can still do things."

This time Song Heqing didn't say anything, he lifted another piece of wood from the carriage and put it inside the door.

After everything was over, Song Heqing looked at the back of the old man driving the bullock cart and disappeared into the dark night, and remained silent.

Jiang Yu let go of the fat young man's grip, looked at his running back, and chuckled, "Don't be scared."

"Song Heqing, go back to bed quickly and give you some time, otherwise you will knock yourself out."

Song Heqing obediently followed Jiang Yu back to the room. After washing up a little, he lay on the bed and covered himself with a quilt, "I'll try to get sleepy first."

Jiang Yu glanced at him and said nothing.

The moonlight enters the house, gentle and bright.

I don't know if it was because he was a little tired today, but Song Heqing actually fell asleep.

Jiang Yu leaned on the head of the bed, looked at the person who had gone to sleep, and smiled softly, "Fa was very good today and didn't let me worry."

As he spoke, Jiang Yu stretched out his hand and gently poked his subordinate's face, causing shallow dimples to appear on his face.

Jiang Yu chuckled, but still fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)