Master, please take it easy

Chapter 38 The Itch in the Itch (1)
The Yuelai Inn in Liangchen Town has lived in a rich man. Since he moved in two afternoons ago, he has been staying there until today. The cost of the day, the proprietress couldn't keep her mouth shut.There are no tourists passing by in Liangchen Town in March and February, let alone earning money. As long as they can barely make ends meet without compensation, they will be fine. However, this time, they really made a lot of money, almost equivalent to their usual annual income.

Driven by Yinliang, the proprietress remembered that the customer is the ultimate purpose of God, and ordered the only waiter in the store to take care of the customer in every possible way, and try her best to satisfy any request, otherwise, she would not be able to get paid this year.

Xiao Er is frowning, although he has been a Xiao Er for a long time, has met many people, and has endured beatings and scolding, but he really doesn't want to come forward to the current guests. He couldn't help thinking of some scary ghost stories.

The two young children always appeared, but the man and the woman hadn't come out since they lived here, not even once, and sometimes he could still hear the woman's screaming and cursing.

He could see that the two children were also frightened and frightened, and he couldn't help but wonder if the man and the woman had the tendency to abuse others, and in various ways, he heard that rich people like to abuse people. As a human being, he couldn't help feeling a little pity for the two little children, but pity is pity, he still didn't dare to get close, and just stood at a distance every day to see if the two little children were still alive.

Heng He borrowed the inn's kitchen to cook a pot of clear porridge, and added some lily petals that detoxify and disperse dryness.

It's been two days since I walked towards Yuelifeng's room with the fragrant porridge, the young master didn't leave the room, and the rash on his body was getting worse and worse, but luckily the young master could bear it, Unlike someone, the house was almost destroyed by her.

Thinking about Heng He, he couldn't help but sigh, let Er Jiang do the job of delivering food to Chu Liangyin later, he won't even die.

Creaking, Heng He pushed open the door with one hand, and saw Yue Lifeng standing in front of the window at a glance. He was dressed in single clothes, and the moon-white color made him look thinner.

"My lord, let's eat." Heng He said softly as he put the porridge on the table.

"En!" Yue Lifeng responded lightly, then turned around and walked over.

There was also a little red rash on his face, not as much as on his neck, but it also looked very unsightly.Heng He could feel how uncomfortable he was. The three-day itch was the most indiscriminate poison on the rivers and lakes alongside Mongolian sweat medicine. It wouldn't hurt people's lives, but it was extremely tormenting.

It's just that he never thought that the son actually drugged the Seventh Master Uncle. If these two people could not be enemies, their steps might be the same!

"My lord, tomorrow will be the third day. After the third day, the rash will disappear." Heng He said carefully as he handed the jade chopsticks to Yue Lifeng.

Yue Lifeng didn't respond, and there was no expression on his face. Although it had been two days, the piercing itch became more and more intense. No matter whether he was still or moving, he was suffering from the pain of ant-like pain. .

Heng He stopped talking and finished Chu Liangyin's lunch, a few side dishes and a bowl of porridge, and then went outside and called Er Jiang over. He had to do this job.

Er Jiang was also a little reluctant, but Heng He did all three meals a day, so he could only do these dangerous errands.

Walking to Chu Liangyin's room, Er Jiang heard scolding voices coming from the room. He moved his facial muscles, trying not to make himself look bitter, but after working hard for a long time, he found it difficult. When he came to this door, his facial features collapsed involuntarily.

"Seventh Master Uncle, it's time for lunch." He stood two meters away from the door, actually very worried that Chu Liangyin would shake the door open all of a sudden, and the door panel might fly out. May be accidentally injured.

"Come in!" Chu Liangyin's irritated voice came from the room. Er Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped forward and pushed the door open, and saw Chu Liangyin sitting by the window, holding a self-made tickle in her hand. Scratching, she was scratching her back, she had an irritable and fierce look on her face, Er Jiang was terrified.

"Uncle, let's eat. After tomorrow, it will be three days, and it will recover naturally. Don't scratch it anymore, the skin will be broken, and the recovery will be slower." He persuaded, with a low voice, and closed the door behind his back, Come into the room.

Chu Liangyin gave him a sideways glance, and didn't take it seriously, she took the tickle to scratch her back to relieve the itch. It was too late for Er Jiang to say this, because her arm was already damaged by her scratching.

"How is Yue Lifeng, that bastard? Is his skin ripped apart?" She scratched her neck with a tickle in one hand, and strode over, like a gust of wind, she sat down at the table in the blink of an eye.

Er Jiang swallowed his saliva, and took a step back unintentionally, "No, the young master is very good, he can hold back."

Chu Liangyin snorted coldly, continued to relieve the itch by scratching it with one hand, picked up the jade chopsticks with the other hand, and Er Jiang watched from the side, a little stunned.

First poured a cup of tea for Chu Liangyin, put it aside, watched her non-stop talking, sighed secretly, and carefully moved behind her, "Uncle, let me come, you eat slowly." Said He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the tickle from her hand!

Chu Liangyin paused while eating, then raised her eyebrows and squinted at him, Er Jiang stretched out her hand, flinching a little.

"All-round." Throwing the tickle into Er Jiang's hand, she gave the order carelessly, and Er Jiang almost took it, watching the tickle twitch slightly, this thing was made by Chu Liangyin himself Yes, a stool leg is connected to a few broken chopsticks, and those chopsticks are completely embedded in the stool leg. At first glance, it is Chu Liangyin's masterpiece. With her martial arts, the chopsticks are embedded in the stool leg It's a complete breeze, and although crudely built, it should do the trick.

Holding a tickle to scratch, Er Jiang stood behind Chu Liangyin and tickled her carefully, maybe he was not strong enough, Chu Liangyin's body couldn't stop moving, Er Jiang swallowed, "use it again Do you need some strength?"

(End of this chapter)