Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 184
Uncle Wu has lost a few points compared to before, making the newly made jacket look a bit fat, it seems that the disease has not completely healed.

Why did you come to Beicheng if you were not in good health?Jiang Jiuying couldn't help thinking with a bit of mischief, Uncle Wu is an older unmarried young man, maybe it's not that he's so unfeminine?Are there one or two confidante in Beicheng?

But Jiang Chengfu is still a child, Uncle Wu, you can't take the flowers of the motherland~
There are no serious residential buildings facing the street in Beicheng. This ordinary residential building with a plain door and simple decoration, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment, may be the location of the secret door.

Jiang Wenyuan obviously thought of this too, and he had some complaints about the little brother who brought his son to this place of fireworks.

He paused, motioning for Uncle Pinggui to stop them.In the past, he was out of sight and out of mind. Anyway, he knew that the fifth younger brother was a decent man, but now that they ran into each other, he couldn't let them meet a prostitute under his nose.

"Daddy." Jiang Chengfu gave a stick, saw Uncle Pinggui who suddenly appeared, looked around and found his father's place, he ran and jolted over with a playful smile on his face.

"Daddy, Uncle Fifth is recovering soon." Jiang Chengfu was happy from the bottom of his heart. Uncle Fifth, who was usually tall and like a fairy, was pale and haggard these days, how could he not feel bad.

Seeing that Uncle Wu was getting better day by day after taking the medicine prescribed by Juanniang, Jiang Chengfu still felt that he shouldn't watch others order dishes in the first place, because he was a woman and was born in Beicheng, so he despised him.

"What are you doing here? Your fifth uncle is not a good type, and you want to learn? Don't forget who you almost killed, why are you still so obsessed with women?" Jiang Wenyuan reprimanded sharply.

A Liu Yuanniang had already scared half of Jiang Wenyuan and Ning's lives, and they couldn't stand it again.Does Kang Seung-bo count chickens?Remember to eat but not to fight!
"No, Daddy, the person who lives here is a doctor, Uncle Wu still knows her, and I am accompanying Uncle Wu to see a doctor!" Jiang Chengfu stomped his feet: "Don't talk nonsense!" He had obviously changed a lot, Since returning to Beijing, she hasn't followed any beauties.

doctor?Jiang Wenyuan was a little surprised, lotus blossoms in the mud?Which doctor would be so overwhelmed that he ran to Beicheng to open a medical clinic, wouldn't he be afraid that he would end up treating prostitutes with unspeakable diseases?

It’s not that there are grades of disease itself, it’s just that real doctors don’t want to treat low-level people. People are classified into grades, and diseases in natural people are also classified into grades. This is due to human nature.

Therefore, when people in the North City are sick, they mostly look for a bell doctor, or if they can't get along outside, they find a half-hearted doctor who is in a brothel to have a look. Find a serious medical clinic to see a doctor.

It is really unique to open a shop here in a grand manner.

But Jiang Wenyuan believed that his son would not dare to lie to him, so he asked Jiang Wensheng how he was doing.

Su Niang has already opened the door, and stood quietly waiting for the Jiang family's uncle and nephew to enter. Jiang Jiuying saw a middle-aged beautiful woman with charming eyes, and she could tell from her demeanor and movements that she was definitely not a good family.

Such a person is a doctor?Is it really okay?
How about Uncle Fifth, it's not her turn to be a junior to take care of her. If her father takes her away, she will go.

Since the death of her son, Liangjue's mother has not been in the same spirit for the first day. In addition, she is getting older, and her patrons are much less than before. Six months after her death, she was kicked out of the building.

There is a special place in Beicheng to accommodate ex-girlfriends, so some people jokingly say that after entering the territory of Beicheng, they become lowly people, and they cannot leave Beicheng for the rest of their lives.

There are those who are doing well and have accumulated a lot of private houses. When they are lucky enough to live to an old age, they pay the redemption money, and the rest can buy a small courtyard for the elderly and spend their old age peacefully.

Of course, this is the treatment of very few oirans.Generally, those who are old and decrepit and abandoned by the brothel, want money but no money, need skills but no skills, and live a life of turning day and night upside down and not doing production. It is difficult to adapt to the life of old age.

But in their thirties and 40s, they all looked like old women, worked hard, and lived by washing. Those who hadn’t woken up from the drunkenness and dreams gave up struggling and starved to death in a low-rise private house one day. It was not fresh either.

Their deaths can't even be exchanged for a sigh from others. After all, everyone is very busy, and human feelings and the like can only be born when their stomachs are full.

Jiang Jiuying was shocked by the harsh living conditions in front of him.

The main street she passed by with her father just now was bright and beautiful, just like what was written in Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", the silver grate on the tin's head was broken, the bloody skirt was stained with wine, it was extravagant.

Unexpectedly, after turning two streets, alleys full of sewage, old women in ragged clothes, crumbling thatched huts, and even dead people lying on the side of the road greeted my eyes.

The impact was too great, Jiang Jiuying was a little overwhelmed by the true portrayal of the stinky wine and meat of the wealthy family and the frozen bones on the road.

I don't know if Liangjue Niang is still alive.After so many years of captivity like a canary, anyone who is depressed will not be able to survive.

Fortunately, they inquired all the way and found her.

Although the woman in front of her could not hide her exhaustion, at least she still had the intention to tidy herself up. The rough linen clothes she was wearing were fairly neat. After knowing who was looking for her, there was a glint of light in her muddy eyes.

She hastily withdrew her hand from a basin of dirty clothes, rubbed a handful of them casually, and knelt down to Jiang Wenyuan: "Qingtian! My son died unjustly!"

She had never expected this child, and even once felt resentful because his arrival made her out of shape. However, because of having a son, she sometimes felt that she was a normal woman, and her life was no longer so muddled.

She hoped that her son could at least have a future after leaving the brothel.

Liangjue isn't very good looking, she knows it's a gift from the heavens, if she's too good looking, both men and women will end badly.

If only to redeem her son, she has enough money on hand.

Deliberately not getting close to him, trying to drive him away from the building. On the surface, she seems to be a cold-blooded and unqualified mother, but the beloved son of parents has a far-reaching plan for it!
Who is it that is so cruel to take away her son, the only family member who truly belongs to her in this life!

Hearing that the lord of the Ministry of Punishment has descended to investigate the case, she can only express her feelings with gratitude, but she has nothing to gain. She can only kowtow a few more times.

"Don't worry, let's start from the beginning, Liangjue went out that day, was there anything unusual in advance?"

In the past two years since her son died, she hated the murderer first, and herself the second. If she hadn't forced her son to find an apprentice to do it, at most her son would be a worthless tortoise slave, but he could Live well.

Aizi killed her son, and her heart hurts like a knife every day!
(End of this chapter)