nucmednet Chapter 17 Zhongyuan Chapter Sacrifice 7
Chapter 17 Zhongyuan Chapter Sacrifice 7
Old Master Wei swallowed his food and glanced up at the boy.
Young Mu Ai was someone Tie Zhu was not unaware of.
Of course, he also wanted to find a reliable husband for Lanxiang, but how could an ordinary family accept their daughter-in-law playing with corpses every day?
He glared at the boy and said sternly, "I'm warning you, there's no future for you and Lanxiang, so give up on that idea now."
Tie Zhu's face turned from red to white, and he twisted the hem of his clothes as he asked, "Why? Do you think I'm not good enough for Lan Xiang?"
"This isn't a question of whether they're worthy or not, this is..."
A loud crash echoed from inside the house.
"Oh no!" Old Master Wei hurriedly put down his bowl and chopsticks and rushed into the house.
Fu Qingyan's throat was parched, and the water glass was on the opposite table, out of his reach.
He called out several times but received no response, so he had no choice but to get out of bed and get it himself.
But he overestimated his physical abilities. When he put one leg down, he collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up.
Old Master Wei rushed in, trying to help the man up, but he was too old and didn't have much strength in his hands and feet.
"Tiezhu, come quick and help!"
When Tie Zhu came in, the two of them worked together to lift Fu Qingyan onto the bed.
"Sorry, I'm thirsty and want some water," Fu Qingyan explained first.
Old Master Wei stared at his pale, handsome face and suddenly had an idea.
He handed the water glass to Fu Qingyan, helped him sit up to drink, and ignored Tie Zhu standing to the side.
"Thank you," Fu Qingyan said politely.
"Don't mention it. I'm waiting for you to recover so I can repay your kindness. You're not that old, and you and Lanxiang are a good match."
Tie Zhu asked anxiously, "Master Wei, who is he?"
"Oh, I found him and even saved his life. Don't you think he should repay me with his body?"
"No, you saved my life too, so I can too..."
Old Master Wei interrupted him, "No, look at this young man, with rosy lips and white teeth, handsome and extraordinary. He looks like a scholar, and I like scholars."
Tie Zhu was just an ordinary farmer's son, thin and dark-skinned, and of average appearance, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to a powerful and wealthy young man like Fu Qingyan.
He said dejectedly, "Master Wei, I can take good care of Lanxiang."
The villagers all said that since Old Man Wei was raising a beautiful young woman who worked with the dead, Lanxiang would never be able to get married.
He thought to himself: Lanxiang is so wonderful. She is beautiful and a great cook. Although she is cold and aloof all the time, she is kind-hearted.
I wish I could marry her.
“Your mother only has one son, and I only have one daughter, Lanxiang. We’re going to have someone marry into our family in the future, so you won’t do.”
Old Master Wei refused very decisively.
Tie Zhu never considered marrying into the family; that would make him a target of gossip and criticism.
He tried to persuade him again: "Master Wei, our two families live close by, so it doesn't matter whether I marry into your family or not. I will definitely take care of you."
Fu Qingyan wanted to speak, but was stopped by a look from Old Daoist Wei.
He pointed to the cabinet next to him and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Go and get the white porcelain jar out of the cabinet for me. This kid's wound needs a dressing change."
Tie Zhu walked to the cabinet in a sullen mood. As soon as he opened the cabinet door, a white skull came into view.
He stood there stunned for a long while, then belatedly let out a scream: "Ah..."
After he ran out like a gust of wind, Old Master Wei stroked his beard and laughed, "Hmph, with such little courage, you think you can marry my daughter!"