Chapter 70 How could this idiot be his son!
Being locked in the dark, smelly and cold prison, Jiang Sanlang was frightened. The small tung oil lamp with black smoke outside the prison door looked like a ghost fire that emerged from hell. He felt that this was hell, cold and terrible.
"Wow--"
Jiang Sanlang opened his throat and howled, and was hugged by his father, "Don't cry, it's okay. We can go out soon. If we cry, we can't eat meat during the Chinese New Year."
He wants to eat meat! Jiang Sanlang sniffled, "Dad, let's go out now?"
Jiang Song endured the piercing pain from his shoulders, as if comforting the two children, as if he was encouraging himself, "We have not violated the king's law, there will be no problem. Ling'er is cold, come over and hold you."
"Uncle, I'm not cold." Jiang Ling, who has experienced strong winds and waves, is the calmest among the three. "Can uncle's shoulders still move?"
"I can't move, Ling'er, let's be warmer next to you." In the dark prison, Jiang Song couldn't see his nephew's dark face and couldn't reach out to scratch it. Just now in the West Market, if Jiang Ling hadn't helped, Jiang Song would have been even worse. He was grateful to Jiang Ling, and ashamed of his incompetence and could not protect the children.
Jiang Ling moved over and sat on the straw next to Jiang Sanlang, but found that the fat man's body was trembling. It was so unpromising. Jiang Ling moved to the side again, not wanting to be next to him.
Feeling that he was despised, Jiang Sanlang tried hard to keep himself from being afraid, but as soon as he calmed down, he felt so hungry... Jiang Sanlang raised his sleeve and rubbed his nose, and whispered with Jiang Ling, "Brother Ling, can you give me a piece of candy? Just a small piece of it will be done."
As soon as they entered the western market, Jiang Sanlang was caught here before he had time to buy food. He had to ask Jiang Ling for food because this ruthless guy pretended to be candy every day.
In front of my uncle, Jiang Ling was reluctant to give it, so she groped out a piece of the smallest and hardest plum candy and handed it over, "I prepared these candies for my sixth sister. If you go out, you will pay me ten yuan."
Jiang Sanlang stuffed candy into his mouth so sore that his cheeks were sore that his cheeks were uncomfortable, and he felt aggrieved again, "Pang Liu is your sister, and I am still your brother! Why do you beat me up every day but spoiled Pang Liu?"
Jiang Song endured the pain in his shoulder and scolded his son, "Your sister is a girl, well-behaved and sensible, and should have spoiled her!"
Jiang Sanlang's mouth was sore and his heart was even more sore, "How could Pang Liu behave? She was as bad as her second uncle! She pulled out all the hairs on my parrot's tail and threw a toad at me..."
Listening to the fat man listing his sister's crimes, Jiang Ling suddenly asked, "So you pushed Liu'er into the lake?"
"She deserves it! Who asked her to steal my stuff?" Jiang Sanlang ran out of his mouth. After saying it, he regretted it. "It was not me who pushed it, it was her who fell into the water by herself, really!"
Jiang Ling said coldly, "You pushed your sister into the water and almost killed her. My sister's arms and legs are not flexible yet, so you are still mocking her!"
Why did he almost kill her? Jiang Sanlang argued, "The water in the pool is shallow, and it's okay if she falls down. She's sick, but it has nothing to do with me!"
Jiang Ling no longer paid attention to Jiang Sanlang and looked up at his uncle.
His little face was dark in the prison. Jiang Song couldn't see his nephew's face clearly, but he could see his eyes and white teeth, and he knew that his nephew was angry.
Not only was the nephew angry, but Jiang Song also got angry and cursed, "Rebellious son! Liu'er is two years younger than you. It would be fine if you don't let her go if you have delicious food and fun, but you dare to push her into the water and cause her to suffer all the pain! You are so cruel at such a young age, and you are even more lying. After you go out, you will never forgive you for your father!"
Jiang Sanlang was frightened, "It's not me, it's my mother who asked me to say that. My father didn't believe it and went back to ask my mother."
A loving mother defeated her son! Jiang Song was so angry that he moaned a few times, then heard the sound of unlocking and footsteps outside the prison door, and someone shouted, "It's only a stick of incense!"
"Yes, thank you Junjun. You can eat a pot of wine to warm your body first, and the old man will come when he goes."
"It's Uncle Qiu." Jiang Ling's voice finally fluctuated a little. When Uncle Qiu came, he could go home!
Jiang Qiu quickly walked down the steps and inserted the torch into the iron ring in front of the prison door. He saw that the big and two small were inside, so he felt relieved, put the things beside him, and saluted, "Uncle, Master Ling, Master Third, Master, Old Slave, on the order of Master Second, I will bring you food and bedding."
"Uncle Qiu, don't tell my sister that I'm here, she will be worried and scared. I still have candy in my room. Uncle Qiu remembers that after taking medicine, I give her two pieces of medicine every day, it's sweet and soft." Jiang Ling was most worried about her sister.
Jiang Song…
Jiang Sanlang...
Jiang Qiu responded, "Miss Six has already known, so she asked the old slave to tell the young master that she was waiting for the young master to come home at home."
"Yes." Jiang Ling nodded vigorously. Her sister is the most sensible, ten thousand times more sensible than Jiang Sanlang!
Seeing Jiang Song's face pale, his left arm was hanging unnaturally when he walked over. Jiang Qiu said, "The second master originally wanted to come over to visit the old man and the young man in person, but the old housekeeper stopped him and sent the old slave here."
Jiang Song knew that he could not go out today, so he ordered, "Know this from the old lady in advance so that she would not worry."
"The second master told me the same thing. The second master will take good care of the old lady. Please rest assured. I am a little familiar with medical skills, so let me show you your shoulder injury first?"
“Hard work.”
Jiang Song knelt in prison. Jiang Qiu raised his hand and pulled his outer clothes away. Seeing his shoulders red and swollen, he gently pressed them. Jiang Song couldn't help but exhaled in pain.
"The uncle's shoulder blade is cracked. I'll give you medicine first. Please bear it." Jiang Qiu has seen many such trauma in the army for many years, and it is extremely easy to deal with it. After bandaging it for him, Jiang Qiu handed Jiang Ling two medicine bottles, "Young Master, do you still remember how to use this medicine?"
This is the medicine that my father often uses. Of course, Jiang Ling remembers, "Two pills a day if you take a small bottle internally; two pills a day if you apply it externally; one pill a day if you apply it externally."
"Young Master has a good memory." Looking at Jiang Ling who was not flustered in the cell, Jiang Qiu was very pleased. "Young Master helps the old man against the enemy on the street and does a very good job. There will be more severe tests next. Do you dare to respond?"
"dare!"
"I dare too!" Jiang Sanlang wanted to perform hard, and to redeem his sins, and to get less punishment after he went out.
"The two young masters are very brave. The Jiang family should be proud of you." After encouraging the two children, Jiang Qiu turned to Jiang Song and said, "I designed that you are from the princess's mansion. Can you know their purpose?"
The cooling on the shoulders eliminated some of the pain, and Jiang Song's head also became clearer, "Know."
Chapter completed!