The rain became heavier and heavier, drowning the sparse grass and making the trail even more muddy!

Huang Yingying, who returned home, fell ill, and she was lying in bed with a fever. The poor child, after suffering both physically and mentally, stubbornly stopped shedding a single tear. She lay quietly and weakly on the bed, watching Chu make Chinese medicine for her.

"Why don't you sleep?" asked Chu with concern.

"Can't sleep. Huang Yingying's voice was small, very weak.

"Then look at novels, or comics. Don't you like to read?"

"I can't read it! I just want to look at you like this, and see how you boil Chinese medicine. ”

"Do you dare to drink it?" Chu pointed to the medicine he was frying.

"Dare!"

The medicinal fragrance in the courtyard became strong. Chu opened the lid, stirred it with a wooden spoon, and continued to suffer. It wasn't until the potion became a little thicker that he extinguished the fire.

"What did you put in it, why did it feel so fragrant?" Huang Yingying smelled the wafting scent, and the aroma was permeating.

"'There was a man in the Tang Dynasty named Sun Simiao. There is a prescription for the 'Ten Divine Soups' in his "Qianjin Yifang": "Chuanxiong, ephedra, dried kudzu, perilla, red peony, cimicifuga, angelica, hay, tangerine peel, and incense, each one and a half cents." So, you can drink it with confidence, no problem. As for the fragrance, that's my exclusive secret ingredient!' How about it, don't you feel free this time?" Chu said.

"As long as the poison doesn't kill me, you can toss it as you want. Eh, how do you know so much, what do you have in your head?" Huang Yingying's attention was successfully diverted by Chu.

"Talent!" replied one of them shamelessly.

"Brother, I'm a little sleepy. Huang Yingying glanced at him weakly.

"Drink the medicine first, and I'll help you up. ”

"Hmm~"

After drinking the decoction, Huang Yingying fell asleep deeply. She had a dream, and she dreamed of the hut in the mountains, and there was a tall figure in front of the door looking at her and laughing. The squirrel under the fence followed her feet, and the little one was still holding peanuts in his hands. She approached, saw clearly, and laughed happily. In the dream, she smiled. She was lying on the bed, but she was in tears. Chu gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and pulled the quilt up.

"Stronger than we thought. Chu climbed to a tall poplar tree outside in a few steps.

"That's the greatness of women!" Hu Che replied casually as he lowered his head and sharpened a small wooden sword.

"Who is this wooden sword in your hand for?"

"Tianju!"

Bang! Chu kicked over, and Hu Che flew from this tall poplar tree to the top of another poplar like a loaded cannonball. The swarthy and sturdy Hu Che hung his arms on the branches, looking at Chu on the opposite side and laughing.

"The thief's heart is not dead!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

The two jumped down from the tree, and Chu continued to boil Chinese medicine for Huang Yingying.

Maybe it was because of the rain, Aunt Huang came back early. Chu hesitated, but still told her the whole thing, and told her the real cause of Uncle Huang's death. Aunt Huang held the notebook, tears rolling in her eyes, but not a drop fell.

"In the early years, when he first left, our family was prepared. No one is to blame for this, but the rest of the village will go too. In fact, after so long without a trace of him, I knew that he was no longer there. Thank you, child!" Aunt Huang's gasp was slight and rapid.

Chu waved his hand, comforted him a few words and left. Aunt Huang returned to the house and gently stroked Huang Yingying, who still had tears and smiles on her face. She gently leaned her face on Huang Yingying's hand, and gradually fell asleep.

When a person struggles to find an answer, he or she is often exhausted and can persevere. But once the answer emerges, then the previous tiredness and weariness can no longer be suppressed.

There is a sentence in Nietzsche's "Will to Power": "He who acquires and maintains a strong will is also a man with an open mind." "Aunt Huang may not be open-minded in this regard, but she also has an absolutely strong will.

When the two woke up, there was a prepared meal on the table. The medicine stove on the side also boiled Chinese medicine, but it was not too hot. There was a note on the table, which was left by Chu. After reading the note, Aunt Huang walked out. She stood in the doorway and looked into the distance, quickly retracting her gaze.

Hu Che leaned against a thick branch of the poplar tree, and his hand was still polishing the small wooden sword. Seeing Aunt Huang go out of the house below, he also left with peace of mind. "This damn Chu, this kind of work will be lost to Young Master Ben, but he ran home to sell cute, no righteousness!"

"Why have you been running into the mountains lately, and you're not afraid of being eaten by wolves?"

"Eh, grandpa, how do you know?"

"If you don't learn well, I'll let you not learn well! Stop, stand there, dare to move, I'll break your legs!"

"Grandpa, haven't you noticed that your anger has been on me lately? I'm your own grandson! Besides, didn't I go to the mountains to hunt a few more pheasants and hares to come back and open meat for our family. Chu carried a pheasant and shook it in front of Grandpa Chu.

"It's so dangerous in this mountain, you don't want to go than other people's children, so you go! You have two more teeth than others?" Grandpa Chu took the pheasant in his grandson's hand.

At this time, Chu quickly opened his mouth and began to count the number of his teeth. When Hu Che came to the door of Chu's house, he happened to hear Chu being scolded by his grandfather. I don't know what's wrong, he just feels refreshed! With a roll of his eyes, he decided to go in and mend the knife, and let the old man beat Chu Mou hard.

"Chu, Chu, come out quickly. The pheasant you caught yesterday ran away, and you go catch another one, right? Oh, the boar doesn't show up either, you say it。。。。。。 Hu Che pretended to be puzzled and looked at Chu who was kneeling in the courtyard. "Hello Grandpa Chu, eh, what's wrong with Chu? Did he tell you about stealing the goose eggs at home, grandpa?"

"What, my goose eggs were stolen by this kid?" the old man hurriedly threw away the pheasant and went back to the house to check. Soon, he walked out in a rage, holding a cardboard box with broken cotton on it. "What's going on, you did it too?"

"Hehe, grandpa, the village doctor said that I need to supplement my body as I grow。。。。。。 Oops, oops, pain, pain, grandpa!" Chu scratched his head.

"How much higher are you than your peers? You still lack nutrition! I let you lack nutrition, let you lack nutrition! What a sin, how did you give birth to your turtle grandson!"

"Grandpa, do you want to live forever?"

Grandpa Chu picked up the ring ruler and lifted it into the air.

"What?"

"You say I'm a 'turtle grandson', and you're my grandfather. As the saying goes, the eighth king of a thousand years, the turtle of ten thousand years!"

Bang! Grandpa Chu smashed a big chestnut down in an instant, "If I don't give you a big chestnut, you won't be able to change the problem of being poor!"

Hu Che looked at Chu holding his head in pain, he was "frightened" and quickly covered his eyes, but laughed out loud shamelessly.

"Children of the Hu family, what are you laughing at, do you want to be beaten too?"

"Grandpa Chu, I was wrong! I can't help it, I have to follow him, if I don't go, he will beat me." Look at those muscles on his body, I can't beat him at all!"

"Hu Che, your mouth is very good at talking now!" Chu put his hand down from his head and looked at Hu Che viciously!

"Grandpa Chu, Grandpa Chu, look at it, look at it, he's still threatening me!" Hu Che continued to mend the knife.

"Come on, you're not a fuel-efficient lamp either. What are you two bear children thinking in your heads, thinking I don't know, you are kneeling for me here!" Grandpa Chu was really tired, so he went back to the house to get a cigarette pouch and wanted to take a few puffs to rest.

Thirty-six plans, go for the best plan! Chu saw his grandfather enter the house, and kicked Hu Che at him. Poor Hu Che was still complacent about adding fuel and vinegar to himself, but he was kicked away by a cold kick. His whole person slowly fell from one of the walls of Chu's house.

Ahem! Grandpa Chu's coughing sound came from the house!

Hu Che endured the pain and climbed over the wall, and quickly ran out after Chu.

"The wind is blowing?" Many villagers looked at the poplar trees on the street and thought it was windy, but they didn't know that there were two monkeys chasing after me!

"The speed is okay, I'll just say that you are a good material for martial arts!"

"Huhuhu~ You, why don't you gasp?" Hu Che looked at the calm Chu in front of him, and felt that the gap between him and this product was really not a star and a half.

"Don't you want to breathe? ”

"Where?"

"The cave behind our courtyard!"

"There's an elixir in there?"

"There are ghosts!"

"Your sister's 。。。。。。 ”

While talking, the two came to a small courtyard in the mountains. Outside the door of the small courtyard!roar~ Xiong Da happily pounced on Hu Che!

"Nima! Come again!" Hu Che was extremely depressed! Bang! On the dirt floor at the gate of the courtyard, Hu Che was "imprinted" there by Xiong Da!