The Mid-Autumn Festival, which has been five years of orthodoxy, has finally come.

Whether it is the current Dajing Dynasty or the previous dynasty, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a major festival second only to the Spring Festival. As big as the emperor's courtiers celebrate the whole country, as small as the idle beggars on the roadside will gather in groups to drink and dine, looking at the moon and homesick.

Although Kowloon Town is a small town, it is not far from Sioux City, and it is a lively place on weekdays, and now the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and it is even more lively.

The branches of the trees on both sides of the street are full of lanterns, and the blue and blue lake is also floating in the lantern boats made by the ingenious craftsmen, floating on the water in groups, which is very beautiful. It attracts a lot of people who go to the streets to join in the fun, talking, laughing and pointing on the shore.

Big families like the Zhao family give porridge to the poor in front of the house during the day, and small mooncakes for the poor on the street at night. It has also achieved the demeanor of a big family.

Peace and prosperity are always good, no matter how poor people are, it is difficult for them to starve to death, and no matter how poor the place is, they can ensure the safety of their own homes.

At least on this Mid-Autumn Festival, people will no longer worry about their livelihoods, but can free up their minds to miss their hometown and those relatives who have passed away.

Therefore, although Qinling's family is poor and not rich, she feels very happy when she sees her two sons and one daughter sitting around a table.

It's just that compared with other small families, the Qinling family was only happy for a while at first, and then everyone's face seemed to be covered with a haze, as if they were worried about something.

Especially Qin Ling and Yang Fan, they secretly looked at Yang Ye from time to time, and their eyes were complicated.

Qin Ling sandwiched a chicken leg, put it in Yang Fan's bowl, and said, "Xiaofan, your cultivation has been very hard during this time, and you have entered the second level of body shaping, eat more meat." ”

Yang Fan sandwiched the chicken legs, didn't eat them himself, but sent them to Yang Ye's bowl, and said, "Eat the leaves, she likes to eat chicken thighs the most." ”

Qin Ling pounded in the vegetable bowl and said with a smile: "You eat yours, there is a pair of chicken legs, and my sister can eat it." ”

"Oh, yes, how did I forget that the chicken has two legs......" Yang Fan was obviously a little distracted.

Time passed in this eerie atmosphere.

After eating, the family did not go to the street to watch the excitement and feel the festive atmosphere on the street, but moved a chair and sat in the courtyard to admire the moon.

On the coffee table, a plate of melon seeds, a plate of fruits, simple.

It's just that the tone of the conversation with each other and the content of the conversation are quite blunt and unnatural.

Time passed in this stiff atmosphere......

"Yikes!"

Finally, a delicate exclamation broke the atmosphere, it was the voice made by Yang Ye.

Qin Ling, Yang Fan and Yang Shu stood up almost at the same time, looking at Yang Ye with worried eyes. Watch as she falls from her chair and screams in pain as she falls to the ground.

Qin Ling lowered his head and sighed: "Alas, it's still ...... here."

Yang Fan also sighed: "Ye Zi is going to suffer again." ”

Yang Shu was silent, just looking at it blankly, but the sadness in his eyes was more uncomfortable than anyone else.

Yang Fan glanced at the poplar tree, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Because he knows that it is the poplar leaf that hurts the body, but it is the poplar tree that hurts the heart. For the appearance of Yang Ye, the family is prepared, because it happened once on the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year.

That year, Yang Ye was picked up by Qinling, and the family lived together for a few months, and they were about to spend the first Mid-Autumn Festival for a family of four. At that time, the poplar tree was shrouded in the light of genius, and the family was also taken into the inner courtyard, where the conditions were very good, and the material things to enjoy during the festival were more.

But just when the family was happy, Yang Ye suddenly fell ill. Just like today, her whole body ached, and if you looked closely at her exposed flesh and skin, you would see a mass of mud-like substance flowing under his skin, and her skin, sometimes shiny, sometimes dull, looked very strange and scary.

Yang Ye told her family that she didn't care about her, she had this disease since she was born, and she would get sick on the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, so she would be fine if she hurt for one night. But Yang Shu didn't want to watch his sister suffer, at that time, he had already cultivated his soul power, so he decided to use his soul power to treat Yang Ye.

Fortunately at first, under the control of Poplar with soul power, Poplar's pain was reduced. But it didn't take long for Yang Ye's condition to deteriorate again, and a sudden burst of strength from his body actually caused Yang Shuzhen to spit blood from his mouth and pass out.

The next day, Yang Ye was fine, but Yang Shu fell ill in bed. The Zhao family sent a doctor to see Yang Shu, but the doctor found that although Yang Shu was not in danger of his life and could get better after a period of cultivation, many meridians on his body were blocked by an earthy substance, and it was difficult to improve his cultivation.

After knowing this, Zhao Cheng also came to see it, and he had no choice but to take those substances that blocked the muscles and veins, so he had to give up. Since then, the poplar has gone from genius to waste, and has collapsed.

Outsiders only know that Yang Shu became a waste overnight, but they don't know the real reason why he became a waste person.

Yang Fan knows, so no matter what the poplar becomes now, whether it is indifferent, withdrawn, or uninhibited, the person he respects the most in his heart is still the poplar.

Because Yang Shu became like this, it was all to save Yang Ye's sister.

This is not my own sister, who has only lived together for a few months!

Therefore, Yang Fan knows very well that although his brother Yang Shu is cold and ruthless on the outside, he is actually a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, and he attaches more importance to family affection than anything else.

Because as long as Qin Ling identifies Yang Ye's daughter, then Yang Ye is his Yang Shu's own sister!

So Yang Fan knew that although the poplar leaf who was sick now was in pain, it was the poplar tree that was even more painful.

It was on this day last year that his life hit rock bottom.

Yang Fan couldn't bear his brother to look at it anymore, and he couldn't bear his mother to be sad anymore, so he picked up Yang Ye horizontally, walked to his room, and said, "Mother, brother, I will take Ye Zi back to the room to rest." You all rest, you can't help her if you look at her like this.

"Do you want to think of something, will she be fine?" Qin Ling said worriedly.

"I ...... I, I'm fine, every Mid-Autumn Festival I ...... It's all like this, it's good to be over the pain, mother...... Don't worry......" Yang Ye was very sensible, and said with difficulty in Yang Fan's arms.

Qin Ling couldn't bear to look at it any longer, and turned his face away.

Poplar also lowered his head and walked straight back to his room.

In the room, Yang Fan put Yang Ye on the bed, lit the oil lamp, waited at the head of the bed, and said softly: "Yezi, just tell me what you want." Whether it's cold, it's hot, it's hungry, it's thirsty, you have to tell me right away, you know?"

Yang Ye closed his eyes and nodded with difficulty, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

Yang Fan wiped Yang Ye's sweat with a towel, but saw that the skin on the little girl's face had also turned into a mud-like color, and his heart was in pain.

He comforted his sister: "Ye Zi, don't worry, my brother won't let you suffer for long." Brother will work hard to cultivate, and when Brother becomes a soul guest, he will definitely be able to find a way to cure your illness. Do you hear that? You must not sleep, okay?"

"Hmm......" Yang Ye agreed in a low voice.