Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 19: Such a broad mind?!
"Hey, from the noise, it seems that Brother Lang has woken up?"

The commotion from Ximen Lang and Bai Ling was so loud that the third uncle, who was chatting with the second uncle not far from Ximen Lang's house, naturally noticed it first.

The second uncle, who was eager to establish a relationship with Ximen Lang, stood up from his seat immediately.

He was just about to send his three older sons out to see if the brother Lang he had been thinking about had returned.

There is no need for the second uncle to say anything, now people really treat Ximen Lang as a living ancestor.

The three brothers wanted the Second Uncle and Ximen Lang to have a good relationship more than anyone else, and just wanted their future lives to be better. They ran to the Second Uncle at a trot.

"Dad, Brother Lang is awake. Brother Lang has finally woken up."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

The second uncle, who couldn't wait to use the incident of stopping the third uncle to get close to Ximen Lang, was about to go out and show off to Ximen Lang.

The three brothers quickly stopped the second uncle who had no tact at all.

"Dad, my dear, please don't offend Brother Lang at this critical moment!"

"Yes, Dad. I don't know whether Brother Lang is in a bad mood or just had a nightmare. Brother Lang is now angry at Sister Bai Ling."

"If you go there at this time, won't you be making yourself uncomfortable?"

The three brothers were talking back and forth, and the second uncle, whose brain was not very good to begin with, started to get confused.

But no matter how confused or clueless he was, Ximen Lang was angry at the moment, and he could still hear and feel it.

After all, Ximen Lang can now scold even Bai Ling, who is as good as him and even wears the same pants as him.

He is just a little uncle, what does he count for?

What if Ximen Lang takes out his pent-up anger on himself again?
"No, no, I'm counting on getting along well with Brother Lang so he can help me find a job. I can't afford to offend him at this moment."

Not only was he not allowed to go, but even his three brothers, the second aunt, and the third uncle beside them had to stop them from going.

This is to prevent Brother Lang from feeling resentful towards himself because he did not stop the Third Uncle and the others from laughing at him.

Even the simple-minded Second Uncle could see this so clearly, not to mention the shrewd Third Uncle.

The third uncle sat down smoothly without the second uncle having to persuade him.

After all, no matter who you offend, you must not offend the God of Wealth, and no matter who you laugh at, you must not laugh at the God of Wealth. This is the new family motto of his Yan family!

Its importance is second only to having enough food and clothing. If you fail to plan well, you will become poor!

Under such circumstances, he certainly couldn't possibly offend Ximen Lang at this critical juncture.

Besides, we have already waited for so long, so a little longer won’t make any difference.

Thinking of this, the third uncle felt that it was impossible for the affectionate "young couple" Ximen Lang and Bai Ling to quarrel for long, so he sat down decisively with peace of mind.

Just pretending nothing happened and knowing nothing, I calmly continued chatting with the absent-minded Second Uncle on the same topic as before.

Things turned out just as the third uncle had expected. On this side, the second uncle had just strictly ordered Guangqi, Guangtian and Guangfu not to spread what happened today.

Over there, Ximen Lang, who had just vented his anger at Bai Ling, calmed down on his own.

When the main information is completely asymmetric, there is no point in getting angry.

After all, Bai Ling probably didn't even understand what time travel was, so she didn't know what risks she was taking.

Ximen Lang wouldn't be stupid enough to explain this to her.

So, how frustrating it is.

Pointing to the various nuclear physics professional books and materials that were piled up like a mountain in the room, Ximen Lang stuffed the tablet into Bai Ling's arms and sat down at the head of the bed with a look of frustration.

As soon as he sat down, a shiny black pistol appeared in front of him. It had a classic color scheme and charming lines.

At just one glance, Ximen Lang was completely fascinated by the gun.

His hands were out of control and he subconsciously wanted to take the pistol from the person who came.

But when he saw the man who handed him the gun
"Humph!"

With a proud and cold snort, Ximen Lang turned his back.

After Ximen Lang's interruption, Bai Ling finally managed to force herself to temporarily look away from the books and materials.

Seeing Ximen Lang picked up the gun, Bai Ling waved the gun in front of Ximen Lang and said with a smile.

"This is the famous M1911. It played an important role in both World War I and World War II and performed brilliantly. It's the most famous Browning today. You really don't want it?"

You're talking as if you can really give it to me?
With such emotion, Ximen Lang snorted again, trying hard to show his integrity, and said with great disdain.

"The poor do not eat food given out of pity, so I don't want it either!"

"Okay, since you don't want it, forget it."

Having said that, Bai Ling put the brand new Browning, which looked as if it had just come out of the factory, into the box in front of Ximen Lang.

I saw that Bai Ling actually took it back.

He pressed down on the wooden box that Bai Ling was about to close completely, blocking the box so that Bai Ling could no longer close it.

He went through a period of inner torment, but in the end, his desire for the pistol overcame Ximen Lang's integrity of not accepting food given out of pity.

He discussed it with Bai Ling with a shameless face.

"Why give up? Why give up? If you ask a few more times, maybe I will be willing to accept it."

"But you don't like it?"

“Who said I don’t?”

Meeting Bai Ling's teasing gaze, Ximen Lang gritted his teeth and changed his words as the words were on the tip of his tongue.

"Of course I don't like it! But after all, it's a token of your affection, I think."

"The poor do not eat food given out of pity."

Ximen Lang's face immediately turned red with anger.

If he continued to tease her, Ximen Lang would really get angry.

With a sudden hug that completely erupted his emotions, the defenseless Ximen Lang was directly embraced by Bai Ling.

Bai Ling did this of course to express her gratitude, to thank Ximen Lang for everything he had done for her and for the world.

But the problem was that Ximen Lang was sitting, while Bai Ling was standing and holding Ximen Lang in her arms.

And as luck would have it, Ximen Lang's head was exactly level with Bai Ling's chest, about the same height.

So, his body trembled immediately.

Then, before Ximen Lang could finish his exclamation, Bai Ling actually had such a broad mind!

Ximen Lang was pushed onto the bed by Bai Ling, whose face was red as blood.

And then.
"Ahem, Lang Ge'er, Bai Ling, your door is still open, please be more careful."

　Thanks to book friend Huose Ali for the reward of 5000 Qidian coins, thank you very much!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)