The sparkle in Zhang Luo's eyes was the same as that of Jin Junzhong that day, and they all seemed to be eager to let Shi Xiaoyi recall something through me in some way. On the contrary, Shi Xiaodan, who was standing aside, was not so nervous, and kept patting the back of Shi Xiaoyi's hand: "Sister, don't get excited." ”

Meng Shifan also saw the difference between Shi Xiaoyi, and took the mountain spring water brought from his hometown next to him and handed it to Shi Xiaoyi: "Miss, can you drink some cold water?"

"She'll have tea later. Zhang Luo pushed away the water handed over by Meng Shifan: "Ke An, you continue." ”

I looked at Shi Xiaodan worriedly, and after getting his acquiescence, I continued to wash tea. When I untied the tea lid, the fragrance of tea came to my face, and I poured the tea with satisfaction, only to see Shi Xiaoyi covering his head and squatting on the ground in pain. I hurriedly put down the teacup and walked around to the front, squatting on the ground with Shi Xiaodan: "What's the matter?"

"No, my sister has a headache, we have to go back first. Shi Xiaodan picked up Shi Xiaoyi, "Let's go." ”

Zhang Luo was very unwilling to pull my head, squeezed his eyes at me, and said to Maomao: "Maomao, let my mother and Aunt Shi play for a while, okay?"

"No, I can't. Shi Xiaodan flatly refused: "Ke An, go, come with me." ”

After speaking, I didn't care about my thoughts about my children, pulled Shi Xiaodan with one hand, and pulled me to walk outside quickly with the other. Meng Shifan chased after me and handed me a bag of tea: "Miss Ke An, you can take this back and taste it." This is the first time I've grown tea on a larger scale, so if the taste doesn't suit you, you should bring it up. ”

Shi Xiaodan took the tea: "Thank you, if the tea is good, we will help you with the market." ”

On the way to the hospital, Shi Xiaodan drove the car fast, and I could feel his nervousness about Shi Xiaoyi. When Shi Xiaoyi arrived at the hospital, Shi Xiaoyi's state was still like this, covering her head and looking very painful, when the nurse was giving her an injection, the doctor pulled us outside the ward: "Young master, is Miss stimulated by something?"

"I took her out for a walk today, and it became like this. ”

"Miss's condition now seems to have some memories, but only fragments, which now remind her of them, and they are a mess in her mind, and they press on her nervous system and cause headaches. I can understand your desire for Miss to get better, but I'm worried that her long-term overuse of her brain will increase the growth rate of her brain tumor. So I'd suggest you give up the treatment of Miss's memory awakening, right?"

Shi Xiaodan closed his eyes tightly and asked half-loudly: "You mean, she can only wait for death like this?"

"Her current situation is indeed not suitable for rehabilitation treatment, and she can only be treated conservatively to inhibit the rapid growth of the tumor. ”

After Shi Xiaoyi's situation stabilized, I remembered that this two times in a row, Jin Junzhong and Zhang Luo both made Shi Xiaoyi like this when I was making tea. Although Jin Junzhong told me that Shi Xiaoyi's tea was very good before, when people become like her, they can still use certain things to evoke her memory, and this kind of thing must have a deep memory of her.

I asked, "Xiaodan, does your sister particularly like tea?"

"She likes it, she's obsessed. Previously, she went to South Korea to study in search of a way of tea art that has been lost in China. She heard that there may be remnants of the previous Han migration in Korea, so she made up her mind to study in South Korea, but in the end she didn't seem to be able to find it. ”

"Is that what she does as long as someone makes tea in front of her?"

"No, we've tried this before, but it didn't work, she only seems to be excited when she sees you making tea. ”

"How so?"

"I don't know how to know about tea?"

I'm wondering, is it because my tea-making technique is similar to hers? And our temperament is relatively close, she may see that when I make tea, her memory will be opened? If so, I can understand Jin Junzhong and Zhang Luo's intentions, I sighed and said: "I am not satisfied with you, Zhang Luo asked me to go today, she seems to especially hope that Xiaoyi can get better." ”

"Zhang Luo?" Shi Xiaodan looked at me in surprise: "She asked you?"

"Hmm. ”

Shi Xiaodan was not as friendly to Zhang Luo as he imagined, but said disdainfully: "Ke An, no matter who asks you to meet my sister in this way in the future, do you want to tell me if you have heard it?" My sister has too many things that others are worried about, I am really afraid that you have made a wedding dress for others." ”

I was confused when I heard this, "What is it that people are worried about?"

"When my sister was 18 years old, she had already won awards in world-class tea art competitions, and later she devoted herself to the search for lost tea art and the study of tea. Although we don't care about her, there must be a lot of methods in her mind to grow good tea and even fry it in the later stage. Otherwise, Zhang Luo and Bangzi would not be so kind to want her to wake up. ”

"No..."If Zhang Luo has such a purpose, then Jin Junzhong and I can't associate his feelings for Shi Xiaoyi with any purpose, I think Shi Xiaodan may still be prejudiced against Jin Jun.

After the nurse gave Shi Xiaoyi an injection and took the medicine, she quickly fell asleep quietly. Maybe after so many years of accepting and getting used to the reality of Shi Xiaoyi, Shi Xiaodan saw that she was asleep, and she didn't have the anxiety just now, as if she was very happy that I could come to City A, took my hand and said, "Go, go to my mother's house, and let her old man grind bean curd for you to eat." ”

I like to eat freshly ground bean curd, Shi Xiaodan still remembers. But the last time I ate bean curd, it was because I was pregnant with a child, and now that the child is gone, I have rarely been hungry like that. I think of the bean curd made by Shi's mother, and I always think of the child who was miscarried by Lei Xi, but he is kind, and I can't refuse.

Shi Xiaodan called Shi's mother in advance, and when we arrived at his house, the fragrant bean curd was already on the table. Mother Shi greeted us with a smile on her face: "Ke An, here." ”

This long-lost cordiality is like returning to my own home.

"Mom, I'm your own son, why don't you greet me?" Shi Xiaodan showed the nature of a child in front of his mother.

Mother Shi threw the slippers in front of him: "Do you still need to say hello?"

After we entered the house, Shi's mother told me to be casual and not polite to my own family. Then she went to the balcony to meditate and continued to copy her scriptures.

"Mom, can you come and eat some too?" Shi Xiaoshan saw that his mother kept copying scriptures, and was a little depressed.

"You eat first, Mom just copy this bit.

For Shi's mother who met for the third time, I am also more familiar than the first two times, especially now that the relationship with Shi Xiaodan is also a little ambiguous and relaxed, I also seem a lot more comfortable talking in front of her: "Auntie, my mother also likes Buddhist scriptures?"

"Really?" said Shi's mother while writing on the paper with a brush, "Then your mother usually copies scriptures at home?"

Mother Shi always gave me a very kind and kind feeling, and I replied without thinking much about it: "I used to copy it, but now... Went to Jushilin. ”

"Jushilin? Which mountain is on it? I will also go for the New Year, maybe they are all Taoist friends, and I can still know them." ”

"It's like... It's called Nanshan Jushilin or what, I don't remember much, she only went this year. ”

"Fate, this must be fate. Mother Shi said with a smile: "Every year from the first day to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I will stay in Nanshan Jushilin for half a month. Usually, when the scriptures are copied, I also ask Xiaoshan to send them up and ask me to come back. However, there were a lot of invitations at the beginning of the year, and I haven't been there since the second half of this year. ”

"Really?" The affection for Shi's mother made me think that she was going to Nanshan Jushilin for the New Year, which was a very good thing. Because I have promised my mother that I will go up during the Chinese New Year this year.

"Auntie can still lie to you?" Mother Shi said gently, "When are you going to see your mother?" ”

"Okay, okay, I promised my mother, what about going to the New Year?"

In front of Shi's mother, I always said it without any distractions, and only after I finished saying it did I remember that I hadn't told Shi Xiaodan about the New Year. Sure enough, when I looked up, I saw Shi Xiaodan, staring at me with a gloomy face...

After eating, Shi Xiaoshan hurriedly took me out, and as soon as he went out and got in the car, he asked me: "Have you already arranged for the Spring Festival?"

"Yes. ”

"Then what should I do?" Shi Xiaodan said anxiously.

"I..." asked me at a loss, and our relationship really hasn't reached the point where we're intimately connected at every moment. And I didn't think about the problem of being with him during the New Year.

"If you want to go to Nanshan for the New Year, I will also accompany you. Shi Xiaodan took my hand and didn't let go: "Moreover, I have already planned our Spring Festival itinerary, and now there is still half a month before the New Year, since we are going to Nanshan for the New Year, then we can only travel in advance." I'll find someone to pack up your coastal things for you, and I'll arrange it here, and we'll set off in the next two days. ”

"Where?"

"A place that can sell you. You haven't been out for a walk for a few years, aren't you afraid that if you don't go out for a walk again, your body will be moldy?" Shi Xiaodan started the car, Shi Xiaodan kissed me on the forehead, "Go, I want to surprise you!"