Boss coming: kiss my sweetheart wife

Knowing that Tang Junfeng's hand was injured and shed a lot of blood, the host's family rushed to the backyard and caught an old hen to kill and stew soup to help Tang Junfeng.

Several delicious farmhouse dishes were served, each with local characteristics.

Because Tang Junfeng was injured and couldn't eat spicy food, there was no pepper in several dishes.

After dinner, the sky is still not dark. The sky is high and vast in the distance. The grass, breeze, water and trees in the countryside are so bright and moving.

Although Tang Junfeng's hand was injured, he was a restless person. Seeing Qiushui yearning for the scenery outside, he took Qiushui with his intact hand and clamored to go out for a walk.

Autumn water has to depend on him, anyway, it won't go too far.

They went out of the door and went straight along the path in their master's backyard.

The green grass and rice in the fields are green, and there are beautiful and lovely little yellow flowers on the ridge. It's a paradise on earth.

Qiushui suddenly thought that it would be nice if they could live here often in the future.

"Xiaoshui, when it's over, let's find a place like this and live there, OK?" Tang Junfeng seems to be able to see her mind.

Although Qiushui has yearning in her heart, she doesn't lose her mind. She turns her head to him and looks at the light flashing in his bright eyes. She gives him a faint smile: "when you think of everything, let's restore your memory."

Qiushui doesn't want him to make a decision for her when he loses his memory. He is afraid that he will regret it.

She couldn't bear the consequences of his regret again.

She knows that Tang Junfeng is willing to do everything to her now, and his love is so hot.

Qiushui believes that he is full of sincerity, full of joy like her, but she and he are not the same after all.

She had been desperate to fly moths to the fire, and it turned out that she was wrong, so she did not dare to gamble and did not want to gamble.

The smile on Tang Junfeng's face faded slowly. He looked at Qiushui's beautiful side face. His eyes were full of heartache and remorse for what he had done for her in the past.

If time could come again, he would never do anything to hurt her.

"Well, as you said, when my memory is completely restored, we will find a place as beautiful as here, and live in it, and never separate."

His mouth said the gentle and moving love words oath, let the autumn water have a touch.

Tears flow, but she just a faint smile.

After walking in the field with him, we went home with him.

As soon as they got back to their rented house, Zhou Yang's doctor arrived. Instead of going to Zhangjia first, he came here.

Because Zhou Yang heard that Tang Junfeng was injured, he wanted to let the doctor see Tang Junfeng for the first time.

The white gauze was already dyed red. The autumn water kept him changing his dressing, but he was distressed and worried, so he had to turn around.

When the doctor bandaged his wound again, Qiushui turned his head, looked at his injured hand, bowed his head and did not speak.

"What's the matter? Are you scared by me? " Tang Junfeng reached out and touched her head, as if to appease her dog.

Qiushui still didn't speak. He put his head on his shoulder and put his hand around his waist.

Since Tang Junfeng lost her memory, she rarely relied on him like this, like a child in urgent need of adult coax, so pitiful and so lovely.

Tang Junfeng side head, also regardless of so many people around, can't help but live in autumn water on the forehead gently kiss.

All the people in the room left quietly and wisely. Zhou Yang took the doctor to zhangjiayuan.

Just after entering the door, Zhang Qiuhe drove her out with a broom. She was like a shrew bitten by a mad dog and poisoned. Zhou Yang advised her several times to show her the wound to the doctor, but she said they were upset and kind-hearted.

"You are so kind that you won't invite the doctor to my home. You give me money, you give me money, and I'll go to the hospital myself!"

With a black face, Zhou Yang turned to leave the courtyard of Zhang Jia and went to Zhang Zeping's house next door. His family of four also suffered a lot of injuries.

Zhang Zeping, in particular, was the one who fought with Zhao Ruiqi's mother last night, and she cut him a lot.

Hearing that they are here to treat their wounds, Zhang Zeping's reaction is as excited and angry as his mother's.

His wife is not the same. After Zhang Zeping finished calling, she went out in person and took the doctor in.

"You can show my daughter and my son that they have been slashed twice. The blood has stopped, but now it seems to be inflamed."

As soon as Zhang Zeping's wife's words were finished, she was yelled: "who asked you to bring them in? Get out of here and give you some color to open the dyeing room. I tell you that even if my son and daughter of Zhang Zeping are chopped to death, they will never accept your relief! "

Zhou Yang ignored him, but inadvertently saw Zhang Zeping's son and glared at him fiercely. After that, Zhang Zeping stopped talking.Zhou Yang gave his eldest son a strange look. He felt that the boy was a little too gloomy. He didn't like to talk, and he was very dull, giving people a gloomy feeling.

No wonder even his father is afraid of him.

Zhou Yang wanted the doctor to treat the little girl's wound first, but Zhang Zeping's eldest son came first and opened his own wound to the doctor. The doctor and Zhou Yang had no choice but to treat him first.

After that was Zhang Zeping's youngest daughter.

Zhang Zeping has suffered so many injuries and has been struggling. Although he was ignored by them, he did not take the initiative to seek their help.

To Zhang Zeping's wife also check, after dressing, the last left Zhang Zeping.

Zhou Yang was not polite to him. He asked in a cold voice, "do you want to do it again? Your wound is getting worse. If you don't pay attention, you may die of infection at any time. "

With that, Zhou Yang didn't give him time to react, so he was about to leave with the doctor.

"Doctor, doctor, please wait. You don't leave. You'd better show him. He's a dead duck with a stiff mouth. His injury is more serious than that of our mother and son. Please show him quickly."

Zhang Zeping's wife rushed forward to hold them and did not let them leave.

Compared with Zhang Zeping's old-fashioned style, his wife is much more flexible.

The doctor looked at Zhou Yang and asked him if he wanted to stay. The family didn't feel very good to him. Without Zhou Yang, he didn't dare to stay alone.

Zhou Yang nodded and took the lead in walking towards Zhang Zeping.

"Take off your clothes, let's see your wound and deal with it."