Chapter 231 Jia Shu wakes up

  The onlookers fell silent for a moment, all looking at Mrs. Changchun Uncle, and then at Qiao Zhao.

  The dude in Changchun Uncle Mansion is awake?

   Just now Mrs. Changchun said that people can't wake up.

   Uncle Changchun's eyes filled with ecstasy: "Uncle, Shu'er is awake, Shu'er is awake!"

  Uncle Changchun was equally excited, after calming down, he suddenly looked at Qiao Zhao, and said in a hesitant tone, "Just now, Miss Li San said that my son will wake up—"

   Is this a coincidence?

   But how can there be such a coincidence in this world?

  ss—Could it be that Miss Li San can predict the prophet?

  No, no, no, this is ridiculous.

   At this time, countless onlookers also thought so.

   Most of them are common people or servants of various prefectures, and they are prone to gossip about things that are difficult to explain.

   "You said, does Miss Li San know what to order?"

"for example-"

   "Jumping God?"

"roll!"

  The whispers of the onlookers came into Qiao Zhao's ears, and she was only amused and helpless.

   That's not what she said just now.

  Who knew that the son of Changchun Uncle Mansion would not wake up in the morning or at night, and it was at that time that he came to report that he had woken up.

   "It's just a coincidence." Qiao Zhao said lightly.

   Seeing her so calm and indifferent, Uncle Changchun became more and more suspicious, and couldn't help but give her a deep look.

   Mrs. Changchun uncle pulled Changchun uncle: "Uncle, Shu'er is awake, let's go back and have a look first."

   "Okay." The son wakes up, no matter what the account should be put back, first go back to see if the son is serious.

   "The two of you might as well go back and see Young Master Ling first. Now that people are awake, they can naturally recognize the perpetrator. We are waiting for the two of you to confront each other at any time." Li Guangwen said in front of his children.

   He was confused before.

   The old rule is that daughters are brought up by their mothers, and sons are brought up by their fathers.

   Huier moved out of the backyard when he was seven or eight years old and was brought up by him. How could the son he taught would sneak into the brothel and hurt others?

   He didn't even understand Zhaozhao, so he almost wronged his son.

  Li Guangwen felt ashamed for a while, and his posture in front of his children became even more upright.

  Changchun Bo gave Li Hui a cold look: "If you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple, madam, let's go!"

   A large group of people in Changchun Uncle's Mansion hula-la walked away in an instant, and the crowd watching the excitement was still reluctant to disperse.

  Li Guangwen blocked most of Qiao Zhao's sight: "Go back!"

   Waiting for the people in the Lifu to disappear, and the crowd around the audience was no longer lively to watch, so they reluctantly left.

  Chi Can stood on the spot, his face was not very good-looking.

  Yang Houcheng came over and patted him on the shoulder: "What's the matter? Are you not happy when you do something good?"

  Chi Can pointed his fan to the closed door of the West House, and said, "Why did you just leave like this?"

   What about the expected thanks?

   Shouldn't we invite him to the house for a cup of tea?

   He was ignored by that girl and her father!

   "Okay, Miss Li will be fine, let's go drink tea in such a big sun." Yang Houcheng took Chi Can's shoulders.

   "Go, go, who will drink tea with you!" Mr. Chi, who was in a bad mood, glanced at Shao Mingyuan and Zhu Yan who were standing not far away, and turned away in a fit of anger.

   After walking more than ten feet, he turned around and found that the three people turned and left, and he couldn't help being half-dead.

   He just said it, they took it seriously?

   "You three, stop for me!" Master Chi chased after him with a dark face.

Li Guangwen and his wife returned to the mansion with their children. When Mrs. Deng saw everyone came back, she first breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to Mr. He's explanation of the situation, and said with a sullen face: "Hui'er, since you didn't do it, you can take this. What to do?"

  Li Hui lowered his head, his face was very ugly, and said softly: "Sanmei can't go to the yamen."

Mrs. Deng sighed: "Yes, the third girl can't go to the yamen, but you shouldn't take this kind of thing on yourself. As long as the matter has nothing to do with you, it will always come to the truth. If you confess your guilt first, this is not nonsense. Well!"

  Li Hui pursed his lips and said nothing.

   "Okay, old lady, don't talk about Hui'er, he is also for Zhaozhao's good." Mrs He couldn't help speaking for Li Hui.

  Whatever is good to her daughter, she is also willing to be good to him.

  Li Hui couldn't help but glance at He, and soon lowered his eyes again.

"Zhao Zhao—" Mrs. Deng called out to Qiao Zhao, meeting the girl's quiet eyes and sighing, "Forget it, grandmother doesn't ask you why you met with that young master Chi in the restaurant, as long as you can do well , that's it."

  The sound of eager footsteps came, and Li Jiao hurried in, his face was particularly ugly: "Grandmother, I heard that something happened?"

   After she came in, she saw Li Hui at a glance, hurriedly walked up to him, took his hand and said, "Third brother, is it okay for you?"

  Changchun Uncle Mansion came to her door. She had heard of it a long time ago. She originally planned to keep it as ignorant.

   "It doesn't matter." Li Hui kept his eyes down, and gently pulled away Li Jiao's hand.

  Li Jiao looked concerned and stomped his feet: "Third brother, you can't be so confused in the future. If something happens to you, what should our family do?"

  Li Hui did not say anything.

   Mrs. Deng said: "Okay, Hui'er is also to protect her sister, no matter what, at least she looks like a brother."

   Although she disapproved of her grandson's recklessness, she appreciated her responsibility for her family.

"The matter of Uncle Changchun is probably not over yet. But we are not afraid of shadows. It's a good thing that **** wakes up, even if he makes trouble again." Mrs. Deng gave a few grandchildren a deep look. "You have to hold your breath, let's eat now."

  Li Jiao lowered his head and answered yes with Li Hui and others.

   The Changchun Uncle and his wife ran all the way back to Changchun Uncle's mansion, when they heard their son's cry of pain.

   "It hurts, it hurts—"

   Mrs. Changchun cried when she heard it, rushed in and hugged Jia Shu: "My son, does it hurt?"

   A force pushed her away, Jia Shu waved his arms in horror, and said incoherently: "Lifu Sangu... Third girl..."

   "Shu'er, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Changchun was startled.

  Changchun Bo's face was sinking like water: "Quickly ask the imperial doctor!"

  The imperial doctor read it, shook his head and sighed: "The bruise in the head of the son may hinder his mind."

   "What do you mean?" Mrs. Uncle Changchun looked at Uncle Changchun.

  Changchunbo looked pale.

What's the meaning? It means that his son is stupid!

   Mrs. Changchun understood in an instant, and her body was shaky.

   Looking at a pair of parents who were in despair, the imperial doctor comforted: "At least I woke up, and I will take care of it slowly, and maybe there is a possibility of recovery."

   "How much hope is there?" Mrs. Changchun couldn't wait to ask.

   Imperial Physician: "..." How come you still take comfort seriously?

  The imperial physician bowed his hands, said goodbye and left.

   "Three girls, three girls—" Jia Shu kept reciting.

  Changchun Uncle slapped the table heavily: "Go, take Shu'er to Lifu, this time they must give an explanation!"

   The two newly received He Shibi made me a little stressed. After a difficult psychological struggle, I decided to send tomorrow's manuscript to pay off the debt. Jia would like to thank Xuanyuan Yuzhu for the He's jade that he presented in December.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)