After Yue Ling passed away, Zhang Qingqing became more and more transparent in the Zhang family, and life was very difficult.
The male protagonist Sun Lanzhi has a good friend named Meng Pingbo. One day Meng Pingbo came to Zhang's house as a guest and saw that Zhang Qingqing's hand was pricked by a needle, so he bandaged her.
Perhaps the sun was too beautiful and the sky was too blue at that time, and Zhang Qingqing suddenly felt moved.
The feelings came so quickly, just like the great flood that her mother once described to her in the quiet night, surging.
The girl couldn't hide her thoughts. Even though she didn't dare to hope for anything, there was still affection in the corners of her eyes and brows.
Zhang Rongrong was the first to notice Qingqing's feelings.
It was strange to say that Zhang Rongrong and Zhang Rourou only regarded each other as a thorn in the flesh and paid no attention to Qing Qing, but she could clearly see such things.
Zhang Rongrong thought it was ridiculous for a moment. This little girl is not big and has a big heart, but she dares to think about anything.
A toad wallowing in the mud also wants to eat swan meat?
She was interested in marrying Kong Yuzhi to Qin and Jin, but she was afraid that something would happen to her family, which would affect the old lady of the Kong family's opinion of her.
Meng Pingbo is Mrs. Kong's nephew. He is loved by her very much, just like his eyes. If he knew that there was an unknown vixen out there coveting him, I don't know how angry he would be.
Zhang Rongrong discussed it with her mother, and she didn't waste any time. She only hinted to Zhang Qing and mentioned a few words that the young man was not young and it was time to find her husband's family.
In just a few months, Zhang Qingqing was married off. She was a foreigner and her origins were unknown. She only knew that she was a businessman and had money.
She got on the sedan chair in confusion all the way, and then died on the way to get married.
Mu Qingyun: "..."
She didn't take the blame, she wrote the script, but every time the script was changed beyond recognition, it was unbearable to read.
It was clearly the little devil named Destiny who was causing the trouble, and it had nothing to do with her.
Now that she is here, Zhang Qingqing should not think about any love.
When is it now?
Now is the end of the great catastrophe, an era of heroes emerging in large numbers, famous families sending out troops, and knights changing the world.
Every time Jia Junhao chats, he is fascinated by it when he mentions it. He says that only warriors of this era deserve the title of chivalrous person.
In the long history, when martial arts was at its peak, people would always have romantic imaginations when they mentioned Jianghu.
But no matter how naive you are, you know that there are white and black, good and bad, and among martial arts practitioners, some are chivalrous and righteous, while others bully the weak.
Only during the great catastrophe, in these more than a hundred years, masters have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. After consulting the information and reading the history books, no one can be considered a scum.
Many people in later generations did not believe this, saying that there must be taboos.
Throughout history, there are usually as many treacherous heroes as there are heroes. People's hearts can never be reckoned with. Besides, since ancient times, chivalrous people have used force to break the ban, and many people who practice martial arts are armed with sharp weapons and have murderous intentions.
Mu Qingyun didn't think about whether there was anything she wanted to avoid for the wise men. Anyway, she now yearned for the heroes of this era.
Now that they are here, it is impossible to talk about love, and blind marriage is even more delusional.
She wants to learn real martial arts, leave a mark on this era, and compete with the masters.
She also wants to bring back all the lost martial arts secrets and traditional cultural treasures.
Mu Qingyun held her chin and thought for a long time. Yu's mother, who was next to her mother Yue Ling, came over with a low expression. When she entered the door, her face was not good and she hesitated.
Yu's mother was rescued from the street by Yue Ling when she was still a famous actress in Jiangnan.
Her son and daughter-in-law were both victims of the out-of-control monsters in the restricted area. They didn't even leave their bodies behind. The child died and Zhou's mother went crazy.
Yue Ling saw that she was pitiful, so she took her with her and asked the doctor for medicine. She didn't even intend to let her do anything, she just wanted to accumulate merit.
She somewhat believes in karma, let alone the blessings, but Yu’s mother has taken good care of her health, is considered reliable, can read, and is loyal to Yue Ling.
Life in the Zhang family was very difficult, and it was all thanks to her comfort and comfort that Yue Ling was able to survive until now.
Mu Qingyun blinked, poured her a cup of tea, and asked her to sit down: "I... Dad, are you still saying that you can't raise the money?"
Yu's mother said with a dull face: "I only saw Bang Chui, saying that the world is not good, there is not enough food to eat, the expenses are getting bigger and bigger, and there is no money left in the account, please take it easy."
But how can you dare to alleviate Madam's illness?
Dr. Zhou's medical skills are quite good, she is familiar with the family, and her consultation fee is very cheap.
But Yue Ling's disease is in the lungs, and the most important thing is the word "nurture". It is best to eat ginseng.
In just these few days, all the pocket money Yue Ling saved on weekdays was used up.
Mu Qingyun rolled his eyes: "When that guy asked my mother for money, he didn't even mention saving."
Yue Ling was very rich in the past.
In these days, it was difficult to be an actor, and it was a low-level one. Most of the young actors were poor, but famous actors were different.
At least when famous actors are at their most popular, there is no shortage of money.
When Yue Ling married into the Zhang family, she also had a lot of money. She had to prepare a large box just for the money. The box was decorated with tortoiseshell and it was also worth the old nose's money.
The costumes she wore for singing were all handmade by people from Jiangnan. Her hat was decorated with emerald workmanship, covered with gold foil, and had dozens of pearls on it.
Just like this, I pawned a hundred taels of silver that year.
Yue Ling's wardrobe and dowry were all pawned, filling the Zhang family's bottomless pit.
Mr. Zhang, no, I want to call him Mr. Zhang now. He is a scholar. He needs money for pens, inks, paper and inkstones every month. Ask Yue Ling to get them.
Every month I have fun with literati and poets, sing poems and harmonize with each other. If I need money, I can ask Yue Ling to get it.
Lian Zhengyi spreads wealth and supports his friends and his family. If he needs money, he always goes to Yue Ling.
Everyone in the Zhang family, from the old lady to the orphans and widows left behind by the eldest family, were supported by Yue Ling's dowry money.
Now Yue Ling herself is sick and needs some money for treatment, but she can't afford it.
Over the past ten years, there have been a lot of natural and man-made disasters. The family, including Yue Ling, is not the head of the family business, and no matter how much money they have, there is not much left.
Yue Ling has been reduced to doing some pocket embroidery crafts to earn some pocket money.
Mu Qingyun became irritable when he thought of this.
She has attached great importance to money since she was a child. When she received the New Year's money, her mother had to help her collect it. She also knew that she would whisper to her mother in private and was not allowed to indulge in it or spend it on others.
It doesn’t matter whether it works or not. Anyway, I know that money is a good thing.
Yue Ling came from a difficult background, and singing is the most difficult profession. One minute on stage and ten years of performance off stage are absolutely false.
Her money is hard-earned money.
Mu Qingyun felt terribly distressed.
Yu's mother sighed: "My wife used to have a sister. She sent a letter last year, saying that she was married to Chang County. I asked the salesman to send her a letter. Maybe I can borrow some money to buy medicine..."
Mu Qingyun shook his head: "The master is still here, why do you need to borrow it?"
Since he wants to be a feudal patriarch, shouldn't he still be able to support his wife and children?
While he was talking, Zhang Qing's attendant, Bang Chui, came over with a straight face and knocked on the door.
"Miss Third, the master asked me to send a message - go kneel in the courtyard. You are not allowed to eat today. I will deal with you, this disrespectful thing, later."
"Walk."
Mu Qingyun raised his feet and left without saying a word.
wooden club:"……"
Yu's mother was startled, fearing that she would suffer a loss, so she kept up with her. (Wise House Chinese has no pop-ups and is updated in a timely manner)
