Jing Yue thought that the experience of defecting to the Shen Mansion would not be smooth, but who would have thought that the opposite was true.
Not only was he treated like a hanger-on, but today Aunt Shen also asked him, a poor nephew from the countryside, to eat at the same table as the rest of the family.
Across the dining table, the third young master, Shen Yun, looked at Jing Yue with a strange expression.
The Shen family has had bad luck in the past few years, but after all, it is also the family of the former richest man in Bianzhou City and the former minister of the Ministry of Revenue. It has its own rules and not everyone can eat at this table.
Next to him, while eating, his mother asked kindly about interesting things about Jing Yue's hometown. Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, the third young master Shen Yun felt that he was the redundant one.
Fourth Miss Shen Lu had seen Jing Yue from a distance for a long time and thought he was quite good-looking, but his face was a bit paler and he looked a little frail and sick.
But looking closely today, I found that Jing Yue's complexion was much better, and he looked even more pleasing to the eye than that day.
Overall, she was quite satisfied with Jing Yue, her new old friend, at least it was much better than the Wind Chasing Knife and Kiwi Fist.
Those people don't talk about their abilities, but their looks are really not good.
Thinking of his mother's scolding yesterday, the third young master Shen Yun was still a little unconvinced and couldn't help but choked out: "Brother, you stayed well in Huangliu County, and it was hard enough to travel thousands of miles to Bianzhou City. "
There was a thorn in his words, naturally he wanted to mock Jing Yue for coming all the way to curry favor with them.
Jing Yue replied seriously: "Master, there is nothing I can do. The family really has no savings."
He spoke so straightforwardly as soon as he opened his mouth that the third young master didn't know how to continue.
At this time, Fourth Miss Shen Lu opened her big bright eyes and asked, "Hey, Jing Yue, what is your birth date?"
The third young master, Shen Yun, was completely confused.
You all act so kindly to this kid, are you making me a villain?
Wait, birthday and horoscope?
Jing Yue hesitated for a moment and then told his birth date.
The next moment, Fourth Miss Shen Lu couldn't help but giggle.
The third young master Chen Yun said depressedly: "Why are you laughing?"
Shen Lu said: "Maybe it's God's will. He happens to be one day older than you. I'm afraid, third brother, you really have to call him brother."
Shen Yun said angrily: "Just him?"
At this time, Mrs. Shen looked slightly angry and said, "You two can go out if you don't want to eat. If you don't understand etiquette, you can shut up!"
When her mother scolded her in front of the Jing family boy, the third young master Shen Yun felt very humiliated and said, "I won't eat anymore."
With that said, he put down his chopsticks and walked away angrily.
Fourth Miss Shen Lu sat there and ate as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't hear her mother's scolding at all. She raised her hand and picked up a chicken leg and started to eat it in large pieces.
After the meal, Mrs. Shen drank tea and said, "Nephew Jingxian, your Uncle Shen is not at home. These children have been used to being arrogant since childhood. Don't take what you just said to heart."
Jing Yue bowed respectfully and replied, "Auntie, it is indeed Jing Yue who is causing trouble."
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Jing Yue returned to his residence and saw that the Shen family's courtyard was deep and the rules seemed to be very strict. However, upon contact, he found that this was not the case.
At least the Shen family is getting along better than imagined.
Especially Aunt Shen, who had never met before, actually treated him as a nephew.
You must know that Jing Yue is not familiar with the Shen family. Perhaps the only contact they had was when Uncle Shen hugged him when he was a baby.
Only the third young master in this house is somewhat hostile to him, but this is human nature.
A stranger suddenly comes to your house, eats and drinks from your house, and has to eat at the same table with you. It is inevitable that you will not get used to it.
Especially since this person is still a useless sick boy.
Sometimes, Jing Yue would rather the Shen family would throw a sum of money at his face and tell him to get lost.
This would at least give me some peace of mind.
As a result, at this time, there was a knock on the door.
Jing Yue opened the door in confusion and found a young man with rosacea.
There was a knife hanging on the man's waist. Before Jing Yue could say anything, he took the lead and said, "Wang Yu, Zhui Feng Dao, is an old friend of the Shen family. I heard that you are too, brother?"
Jing Yue nodded and said, "My father and Uncle Shen have some connections."
Wang Yu responded: "What a coincidence, so am I. Brother Jing, you are much more capable than our other old friends. We have never eaten at the Shen family table."
Jing Yue could only prevaricate, "That's all because my aunt feels sorry for me."
At this time, Wang Yu lowered his voice and said, "Brother Jing, let me ask you something quietly, how much does Aunt Shen give you every month?"
Jing Yue thought about it and realized that this girl was here to inquire about this matter, and said, "It's quite a lot, but they all asked me to buy medicine."
Wang Yu looked at the bottles and jars on the table and said, "How much money does this cost?"
Jing Yue said: "Less than twenty or thirty taels. I have a weak body and it is really expensive."
Wang Yu couldn't help but lamented: "Brother, you are really wasting your money. What kind of medicine can you buy with that money? You might as well go to Goulan with me to play around. The girls there are so energetic that they can cure all your diseases." .”
Jing Yue secretly sighed: "Damn it, this guy looks like a young knight, but I didn't expect him to be a prostitute."
At this time, Wang Yu finally couldn't hold it back and said: "Brother, do you have any money on hand? I will pay you back early when I receive the money next month."
Jing Yue quickly refused and said, "It's really all about buying medicine."
"Oh, brother, I really don't know what to say about you. If this person doesn't enjoy it, what's the point of using it to take medicine?"
With that said, the Wind Chaser Knife brother left with a look of "reluctance" and "hating that iron cannot become steel".
After a moment, Jing Yue came to his senses and said secretly: "How dare I be despised by a prostitute?"
Jing Yue closed the door and prepared to rest, but the door was knocked again.
This time, the person outside the door was a middle-aged man who looked quite energetic, his cheeks were red, and he was even slightly excited.
"My wife, Zhao Buqian, is a disciple of the Shen family. Did you hear that your little brother is also an old friend of Mr. Shen?"
Jing Yue cupped his hands and said, "That's it. What's your advice, senior?"
Zhao Buqian quickly said politely: "What are the seniors and not seniors? We are all in the Shen family and we are all our own people. Brother Jing, please forgive me for asking you a question..."
With that said, he asked a question that was almost the same as Chasing the Wind Knife.
Jing Yue pointed to the table and said, "I'm buying medicine."
Zhao Buqian slapped his thigh and said: "Brother, you are confused. Does this person only care about taking medicine to keep himself healthy? You might as well follow me and practice boxing and kicking every day to keep fit..."
After hearing this, Jing Yue thought that this person was more reliable than Zhui Feng Dao, but the next second, Zhao Buqian continued: "If you have nothing to do, just go gamble a few times to enjoy yourself, and then all worries and illnesses will be gone."
"Brother, do you have any money on hand? Lend me some money and I will pay you back double the money immediately."
Jing Yue quickly shook his head and said, "I bought all the medicine."
"Can this medicine be withdrawn?"
"The specially made pills can't be taken back."
"It's such a pity. I don't know how long the Shen family can survive, but you spent all your money on medicine."
Hearing this, Jing Yue couldn't help but ask: "Senior, is there something wrong with the Shen family?"
Afterwards, Zhao Buqian told Jingyue something about how after Mr. Shen was demoted, the Shen family was slaughtered one after another by the Green Snake Gang.
"Hey, why am I telling you this? Let's go first."
With that said, Zhao Buqian, the three-time whipper, left with a look of "hating iron for not being able to become steel" and "unwilling to accept it".
After a while, Jing Yue was convinced that after being despised by the prostitute dog, he was despised by the gambling dog again.
Who are the guests of the Shen family?
Instinctively, he didn't want to put himself in the same category as these people, but when he thought about it carefully, he was similar to them. They all came to the Shen family to make a living.
This conclusion was discouraging, and at the same time, Jing Yue also discovered hidden worries.
That is, the Jing family is not only not as dignified as it appears, but is also a bit perilous.
This made Jing Yue feel a sense of crisis. After all, his father had no other brothers for him to turn to and take medicine.
Although his physical condition has improved a bit, his longevity is still worrying. If he doesn't take medicine, he will probably lose it even more.
At the same time, he understood the third young master's hostility towards him better.
The family has become a bit idle, demolishing the east wall to make up for the west wall, and there are still people coming to eat for free.
You have to work hard, at least to have the ability to survive on your own as soon as possible.
"System, I want to bind the saint girl to practice!"
[Sorry, Lord, the cool-down period has not expired. ]
Gan!
