Wang Lang stared at Li Yong and was silent for a while, "Because my name is Wang Lang."

The two stared at each other's eyes.

Li Yong finally threw away the Epiphyllum in his hand, reached out to pat Wang Lang's shoulder and patted him heavily, "It's not too late, so stay here tonight, don't go back."

Wang Lang was stunned at first, then he was delighted and nodded obediently.

It is an antique house, and the furniture inside is all good things from the ages.

The bed is still the same kind of wooden bed, and it is quite comfortable on it. The only thing that is uncomfortable is the pillow, long and square, and it is terrible.

Just when he was about to go to bed, the door was knocked on. Wang Lang lifted up his pants and opened the door and found that it was Li Shitong.

Wang Lang smiled wickedly, "What's wrong, is it coming to the countryside to send warmth?"

Li Shitong wrinkled her nose, held a plate with a glass of milk in it, "Drink a glass of milk before going to bed."

Wang Lang drank milk with a smile, "Will I sleep alone tonight?"

Li Shitong snorted, "Then how do you sleep?"

Wang Lang hugged Li Shitong's waist and raised his eyebrows in a silly way, "What do you think?"

Li Shitong struggled to push Wang Lang away, "My parents are at home, you bad guy, hum!"

Wang Lang lowered his head and squirted on Li Shitong's face, and Li Shitong tiptoed on Wang Lang's forehead.

"Then you go to bed early. The bathroom is in the southeast corner, and it is separated by men and women." Li Shitong said.

Wang Lang nodded.

"Then I'll leave." Li Shitong smiled.

Wang Lang rubbed Li Shitong's little face, "Good night."

"Good night."

When Li Shitong went out, she was full of collision with her own mother.

"Tongtong, why do you have milk on your face?" Li Shitong's mother asked.

Li Shitong touched her face, looking a little flustered, "It might have been accidentally rubbed."

Li Shitong's mother looked at Wang Lang's room and said nothing.

I didn't feel very comfortable sleeping all night. In the middle of the night, Wang Lang got up and folded the quilt and slept with a pillow all night.

Before dawn in the morning, Wang Lang was awakened by the noise outside. Wang Lang sat up and heard it.

It was Li Yong's group of old men, and they felt less when they were old. A group of old men shouted that they would go for a morning jog.

Wang Lang looked desperate, and he ran in the morning and was quarreling, because he was afraid that others would not hear it.

Half an hour later, these old guys finally left.

Wang Lang fell asleep again.

Before he could sleep well, a group of old men came back, and a group of arguing. Wang Lang sat up in a mess with his hair. He heard that one of the old men fainted while running. Now he was carrying him back. A group of people were clamoring and calling 120 to call an ambulance.

Wang Lang took out his ears, picked up his pants and walked out.

The sky was just brighter and cooler, and it was a little cooler when going out, so Wang Lang put on his shirt.

There were more than a dozen people in the yard, but Lao Zhong had the greatest voice. He had a plan in three seconds. He first called an ambulance, sometimes he sent someone to send him a hot towel, sometimes he sent someone to a basin of cold water. When he was breathing artificially, his old face wrinkled into a lump.

Wang Lang walked over and asked an old man watching, "Why did he faint?"

"I fell down while running, and I don't know why? I'm old, and my body functions are no more than that of you." The old man said.

Wang Lang pushed a bunch of people away.

Lao Zhong had just finished his artificial respiration and resuscited the old man on the ground while resusciting his cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Li Yong was also beside him, his face full of anxiety.

Wang Lang squatted in front of the old man on the ground. The old man rolled his eyes and opened his mouth wide. Wang Lang put his hands on the tip of the old man's nose. He had no breathing anymore. He put his hands on the old man's neck, and there was a slight jump. He reached out and touched it again, and felt that the old man's neck was very strange.

Lao Zhong turned to look at Wang Lang, and spoke while retching, "Young man, give him artificial respiration."

Wang Lang glanced at the old man's yellow teeth, "This old man often smokes."

"If you let your artificial respiration, you will breathe artificially. How come there is so much nonsense!" Lao Zhong scolded.

Wang Lang helped the old man up and pushed the old clock away.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Lang looked at Lao Zhong, "Don't breathe artificially, hold on, don't let the blind chicken fall, just treat the disease."

Lao Zhong's neck and face turned red, "You will come!"

Wang Lang pinched the old man's neck with both hands and stroked it up and down like a machine.

After stroking it for more than ten times, Wang Lang stood up, walked around the old man, swung his arm around the back of the neck and slapped him.

With a snap.

Many people were frightened by the slap and shrank their necks.

Old Zhong suddenly stood up, pushed Wang Lang away, pointed at Wang Lang and roared, "What are you doing?"

Wang Lang took out his ears and looked innocent, "Treat the disease and save people."

"Is there anyone who saved people like this?" Old Zhong roared loudly.

Cough cough cough...

The old man sitting on the ground suddenly coughed violently and choked out a thick stream of phlegm, which made everyone feel disgusted.

Lao Zhong turned around in surprise. When he saw the thick phlegm on the ground, he recalled that he had just breathed artificially and covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet. From a distance, he heard Lao Zhong's spitting wildly. The old man vomited two more times, took a long breath, and struggled to stand up.

"It's so dangerous. I walked around the gates of hell and felt almost dead. I almost suffocated to death by a mouthful of phlegm. Why did my neck hurt so much?" The old man rubbed his neck.

Li Yong walked up and said, "Old Qian, you are so scary."

"Who saved me?" Lao Qian asked.

Lao Zhong walked out of the bathroom with his mouth wiped, "I, I can save it!"

"You fart! I'm almost suffocating, and you'll give me artificial respiration!" Lao Qian scolded angrily.

"You old guy, forget it if you don't repay your kindness, but you still repay your kindness with grudges." Lao Zhong said unhappily.

Lao Qian rubbed his neck and looked back at Wang Lang behind him. Wang Lang grinned.

"Lao Qian, it's Lao Li's son-in-law who saved you." A man next to him spoke.

Lao Qian turned around and held Wang Lang's hand, "Young man, thank you."

Wang Lang grinned, "Uncle, please try to smoke as little as possible in the future."

Lao Qian nodded and looked back at Li Yong, "Old Li, you have picked up the treasure."

Li Yong was completely satisfied with Wang Lang in his eyes, but he still said modestly, "On average."

"Look, look, this old Li has been served." Old Zhong pointed at Li Yong and joked.

Li Yong said it, and turned to Wang Lang and said, "You go and wash and wait and go to a breakfast shop at the entrance of the alley to buy breakfast."

Wang Lang nodded obediently.

After washing up, I went to buy breakfast. When I went back, the old men sat in the room and chatted.

Li Shitong walked out of the house with dark circles.

"Didn't sleep well?" Wang Lang asked with concern.

"I chatted with Nini last night for the middle of the night. As soon as I fell asleep, these uncles woke me up again." Li Shitong rubbed her eyes and said.

"Then you go and wash first. I bought breakfast and wait for it to come out to eat." Wang Lang kissed Li Shitong's forehead in a doting way. Li Shitong kissed Wang Lang's side face and went to wash.

After putting breakfast, Wang Lang was called to the study by Li Yong, and Li Yong handed Wang Lang an envelope.

Wang Lang took it and saw that there was a stack of money inside. Wang Lang looked confused.

"I know you are not short of money, but this is also the wish of your aunt and I. We are old and can't run away. You take the money and buy you clothes to wear. Just treat it as the clothes that my uncle and aunt bought for you." Li Yong said.

Wang Lang stroked the envelope with his fingers, "Thank you uncle."

"I'll hand Tongtong over to you."

"I will definitely take good care of Tongtong." Wang Lang promised.

When he left the door, Wang Lang sat in the yard for breakfast with a fried dough stick in his mouth.

The phone suddenly rang, and Wang Lang answered it and it turned out to be Lei Huaer.

"Brother, where?"

"I'm meeting with my father-in-law." Wang Lang smiled.

"Well, I'm going to open a movie media company, come here for a while."
Chapter completed!