Daliang female chief assistant

Chapter 21
Ahua heard about Zhou Shu's establishment of the Epidemic Workshop for the sick villagers, and rushed to find her.

"My lord, I heard from my brothers and sisters that my lord has found a good place for the sick villagers. Has my lord met my grandma?"

Ah Hua's voice came into the room excitedly through the door and window.

In the room, Zhou Hui held a white porcelain bottle in his right hand and was about to hand it to her when he heard Ah Hua's voice and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

"My lord?" A'hua didn't hear a response, and called again outside the door.

Zhou Shu sighed and suppressed the emotions in his eyes.

"Ah Hua, come in."

"Eh."

Ah Hua happily responded, opened the door and came in.

Seeing that Zhou Hui was also there, he bowed to him again before coming to Zhou Shu.

A pair of big deer-like crystal clear eyes looked at her expectantly.

"My lord, have you seen my grandma? How is she, is she all right? Has she mentioned me to you?"

Several questions in a row.

Zhou Shu raised his hand and stroked her head, "Don't worry, Ah Hua, your grandma will definitely get better."

"My lord promises you that you will reunite your grandparents and grandchildren, okay?"

"Okay." Hearing this, Ah Hua burst into tears, and kowtowed heavily to her, "Ah Hua thank you sir."

"Good boy, get up quickly." He quickly helped Ah Hua up.

Fu Xiu followed behind Ah Hua, seeing this scene, was also moved by her filial piety, tears welled up in his eyes.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and saluted Zhou Shu and Zhou Hui.

"Young master, eldest son."

Hearing her voice, Zhou Shu raised his eyes, handed A'hua into her hand, and said to A'hua: "Ah Hua, be good, go down with Sister Fuxiu to rest first."

Ah Hua nodded obediently.

Then he went down with a flick of his sleeves.

When they left, Zhou Shu's expression turned cold, and he stretched out a hand to Zhou Hui.

"Brother, give it to me."

"..." Zhou Hui hesitated.

His palm was hanging in mid-air, and half a cup of tea had passed, but he remained motionless.

The arm was a little pantothenic, Zhou Shu changed his hand, raised an eyebrow at him, and urged, "Brother."

Only then did he reluctantly take out the previous white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it in her palm.

Watching her put the porcelain bottle into her sleeve, she asked worriedly.

"A Ci, this medicine is too strong, you..."

"Brother." Zhou Shu interrupted him before he finished speaking, "Now a pack of wolves is waiting around, and I can't allow me to make the slightest mistake. Earlier, the young master tried me twice and three times. If I don't use this Medicine, my identity, will be discovered sooner or later."

Zhou Hui was still full of worries, "But this medicine will hurt your body after all. In order to hide your identity, you have had to take the medicine to disguise yourself as a man all these years. It has already emptied your body. If you continue to take it, I'm afraid..."

"My life is not long." Zhou Shu took over his words in a calm tone, "Brother, I know what's in my heart, don't worry, I won't die until the Ling family is rehabilitated."

After finishing speaking, she gave Zhou Hui a comforting smile.

Zhou Hui couldn't do anything about her, he felt extremely depressed, but he had nowhere to vent.

After leaving her room, she came to Wen Yu's courtyard with a sullen face.

Just as Wen Yuting was about to go out, he was very surprised to see him suddenly.

"Young Master Zhou?"

"Young Master, practice your skills with me."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether he answered or not, he clenched his hands into fists, and with the wind in his fists, he rushed towards Wen Yuting's face.

Wen Yuting was startled, subconsciously dodged backwards, then kicked his right leg on the ground, his body soared into the air, and kicked Zhou Hui with his left foot.

Zhou Hui crossed his arms and used his arms to block his attack.

The black eyes are determined, and the expression on his face is as expected.

"You really know martial arts."

"Zhou Hui, this Marquis is from the Wen family."

After all, the offensive suddenly became fierce.

Zhou Hui was distracted for a while, and he punched him on the right shoulder. His eyes were full of anger, he took two steps back, and shook his painful arm, leaving no room for it.

The two fought hard.

Hit from the courtyard all the way to the front hall of the county government office, then from the front hall of the county government office, hit the roof, and then return to Wen Yu's courtyard.

So hearty.

After a fight, the way the two looked at each other changed.

Wen Yuting felt comfortable all over, with his hands folded behind his head.

"It's been a long time since the Marquis has been so reckless and carefree."

"It's been a long time since I met an opponent as strong as you." Zhou Hui said the same.

The boredom in his heart had already disappeared without a trace during the fight.

There was an open-minded smile on his face, just like Wen Yuting, lying on the roof with his hands behind his head, looking at the moon in the sky.

Suddenly, Wen Yuting looked at him mysteriously, "Are you drinking?"

Hearing this, Zhou Hui turned his head to look at him, and without waiting for his answer, Wen Yuting performed lightness kung fu and flew down the eaves.

He stood on the ground looking at him.

"You wait here for Ben Hou, Ben Hou will come whenever you go."

"it is good."

Zhou Hui looked at his back with a smile as he disappeared in an instant.

After a while, a soft ringing was heard in the ear.

I saw Wen Yuting flying towards him with a flagon in one hand.

He handed over one of the jugs.

"Give."

Zhou Hui took it with a smile, opened the cork, and took a big gulp.

After drinking, he roughly wiped the corner of his mouth and praised loudly: "Good wine."

"That's natural." Wen Yuting looked smug, "This wine is Yangzhi Yulu wine that is worth thousands of gold."

After the words fell, Zhou Hui couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at the wine in his hand, and then at him.

"Where did you get this wine?"

"Here." Wen Yuting raised his chin slightly, pointed in the direction of Zhang Maoan's yard, "I borrowed it from Zhang Maoan."

What a "borrow".

Zhou Hui was speechless.

But thinking it was Zhang Maoan's stuff, he didn't drink it for nothing, and took two more sips.

After drinking, he still didn't forget to complain to Wen Yuting.

"Zhang Mao'an is not a thing, but his wine is not bad."

"If you like it, there are many more in his family, and I will give them to you."

This is what Wen Yuting can say so confidently.

Zhou Hui was amused by his words, and shook his head, "Young Master, you are really a wonderful person."

"Isn't it a fool?" Wen Yuting asked jokingly.

Hearing this, Zhou Hui's complexion became a little subtle.

He put down the jug suddenly, stood up, and bowed his hands solemnly to him.

"Young Master, I used to be blind and arrogant. I listened to the rumors outside and mistakenly thought that you were ill-informed and playful. I was wrong. I apologize to you."

After finishing speaking, he bowed deeply to him.

"Brother Zhou." Wen Yuting supported his hand, "Brother Zhou don't need to be ashamed, this Marquis is indeed as outsiders say, Jin Yu is out and about, he is an out-and-out playboy."

"This……"

Zhou Hui hesitated and wanted to say something, but seeing Wen Yuting looking at him clearly, he suddenly understood.

Shi Huai smiled and said: "Young Master, please don't worry, you know what happened today, God knows and Earth knows."

"Brother Zhou is an open-minded person, and this Marquis likes it."

As he spoke, he raised the jug and drank with him.

After this fight between the two, it can be regarded as completely untiing the beams formed before.

Talking to Yue Chang, it is quite late to meet each other.

The next day, Zhou Shu couldn't help but look sideways when he heard the two call each other brothers.

Ask privately: "Brother, when did you become so close to the young master?"

(End of this chapter)