A car accident, our family of three crossed

Chapter 232: Being Managed

"Sir, someone is following us."

As soon as he left the gambling house, Uncle Chai noticed someone was following him.

"Let's find a secluded place to solve it."

The two men turned a corner and walked into a remote alley. When the people in the dark saw the opportunity, they immediately showed up. Five or six people surrounded them from the front and back, blocking the two men in the alley.

"Leave the silver." The leader came out and said.

Hang Shuheng sneered and said sarcastically, "How come such a big gambling house can't even afford to lose a thousand taels of silver?"

The leader had a look of contempt on his face. It was not that the gambling house could not afford to lose, but no one had ever come to the gambling house without paying out the principal and then take away one thousand taels of silver from the gambling house for nothing. And they were two outsiders, so the gambling house could not swallow this humiliation.

There were only two people on the other side, so it would be easy to deal with them. "Hmph! Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to suffer, be sensible and leave the silver."

"What if I don't stay?" Hang Shuheng didn't care.

"Then don't blame us for being rude." The leader waved his hand, "Brothers, go ahead." Upon hearing this, the others rushed forward.

Hang Shuheng rubbed his hands, somewhat excited, "Uncle, one person against three, if I can't beat you, then you come on."

After saying that, he took the initiative to rush forward. After Uncle Chai knocked down the three people in front of him, he looked back and saw him kick with the right side, followed by a left hook, and finally an over-the-shoulder throw, and the other three were also knocked down.

The movements were smooth and neat. If Uncle Chai's face had not been burned, one would have seen a hint of shock on his face. Is this young master really just an ordinary scholar?

The gambling thugs all fell to the ground and screamed in pain. They had done this many times, but they didn't expect to run into a tough guy this time. Even if they could get up now, they didn't dare to, for fear that they would be beaten up again.

"Sir, how should we deal with these people?"

Upon hearing this, the thugs were afraid that the other party would kill them directly, so they begged for mercy before Hang Shuheng could say anything.

"Please spare our lives, sir. Please spare our lives. We are only following your orders."

As the saying goes, a wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. In order to save his life, why bother with face? After all, they work in the gambling house to make money, not to risk their lives.

"Just knock them out."

They were just knocked unconscious, not killed. Before the thugs could even breathe a sigh of relief, they were all knocked unconscious by Uncle Chai.

Coming out of the alley, Hang Shuheng took off the disguise on his face, and the two of them headed towards the street where the house was.

After returning to the house, Hang Shuheng threw the purse to Song Ning in an extremely generous manner.

"What is this?" Song Ning touched the purse and knew by the feel that there was a lot of money in it. She poured it all out, and her beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with disbelief. "Oh my God, where did so much money come from?"

Hang Shuheng poured a cup of tea for himself and Uncle Chai Wu, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and count and see how many there are."

Song Ning counted carefully and was shocked by the final number, which was more than 1,100 taels. She looked back and forth between the two of them with doubtful eyes, wondering if they were out robbing people!

She put away the silver and banknotes in front of her and asked, "Tell me, where did you get it?"

Hang Shuheng touched the bridge of his nose, coughed lightly, and said with a guilty conscience, "I went to the gambling house for a while and came out."

"Gambling house, did you go to gamble?" The voice was obviously unhappy, and glared at the two people without any killing power, "Next time, you are not allowed to go to such a place."

"I got it. I promise there won't be a next time." He knew that she would be unhappy if she knew, so he didn't let her know where they were going when they left.

Uncle Chai saw the interaction between the young couple. The man was just killing people outside, but he didn't expect that he was so obedient in front of his wife.

The longer I spend with them, the more I find that they are different from ordinary couples, but I can't tell how they are different. It seems as if the relationship between husband and wife should be like them.

The group didn't return to the village until mid-afternoon. When they got home, they were greeted by Old Man Xin, who had been fuming for the entire afternoon. He blamed them for being heartless and for leaving him, an old man, at home without anyone to cook for him.

Song Ning felt so apologetic after being scolded by him that he tried to coax him in a gentle manner, and finally agreed to let him drink two bowls of wine tonight and cook his favorite snacks, and only then did he coax him into submission.

When this man gets old, he likes to throw tantrums like a child. It's true, this old man is sometimes even more childish than Yangyang!

So, at dinner, with Song Ning's approval, Old Man Xin drank an extra bowl of wine as he wished. Although he still felt a little unsatisfied, he didn't dare to ask for more.

At night, after taking a bath, Yangyang fell asleep.

When Song Ning came out of the shower, Hang Shuheng came in with some blood-dissolving ointment. She had been kneeling in the court for so long today that her knees must have been bruised by now.

Lifting up the soft trouser legs, as expected, there were obvious bruises on both knees. "How is it? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt, but it's a little sore." Song Ning said as he wanted to take the ointment and apply it himself, but he dodged.

"Don't move. I'll help you rub it." He smeared the ointment on her knees and gently rubbed it in clockwise circles with the force she could bear. "Is the force okay?"

"Yeah!" Song Ning responded softly.

Hang Shuheng kept moving his hands, but he fell silent. Seeing that he seemed to be thinking about something, Song Ning asked, "What are you thinking about?"

He paused, then continued what he was doing. After a long while, he spoke quietly, "When I pass the exam and become a scholar, I won't have to kneel when I need to go to court in the future."

Song Ning was stunned. She didn't expect that he was actually thinking about this. It must be that kneeling in the court today stimulated him!

She raised her lips and smiled, encouraging him, "Well! I believe you will definitely pass the exam to become a scholar. In the future, there will be candidates for Juren and Jinshi. For a top student like you, that's not a problem."

Hang Shuheng raised his eyes and looked at her, "You have so much confidence in me!"

"Of course."

"Thank you ma'am for your encouragement."

The hand that was rubbing the knee became restless at some point, moving up along the smooth skin. The whole person leaned over and said in a hoarse voice: "It's just Madam's encouragement, can you try another way..."

Song Ning saw the raging desire in his eyes and couldn't help feeling a little dry in the mouth. She was about to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was sealed by his slightly cold lips. The low moan that came out before she could even get it out was swallowed into his stomach.