Yangguo, Wulian Town, Jintang Village. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

On the street, the lights are bright, every house is plastered with red couplets, firecrackers, and the street is even more lively, from the morning, the noise continues until the evening, and it does not stop.

A pale girl took a bucket and drew a bucket of water from a deep well in the courtyard, and her movements were very difficult, and her thin body was shaky.

There was only one lamp in the courtyard, which was far less lively than the rest of the place, and the dim light illuminated the girl's body even thinner.

"Sister Momo, Sister Momo, are you at home?" there was a knock outside the door.

The girl listened to the hurried knock on the door, hurriedly put down the bucket, opened the door of the shop, and standing at the door was Wang Xiaolian, the daughter of the village chief's family, her figure was well-proportioned and plump, her face was like a goose egg, her eyebrows were like green feathers, and her eyes were like waves, but she was a beauty.

"Is there something wrong with Xiaolian, why is she in such a hurry?" the girl smiled lightly, but worry flowed in her heart.

Their family runs a pharmacy, and most of the time they are knocking so quickly is because someone is seriously ill or seriously injured.

Wang Xiaolian blinked, her almond eyes were round, very attentive, "Sister Mo, of course I have something to do!" The mother said let me invite you and Grandpa Wen to go to the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. Grandpa Wen has helped our village so much and saved Dad Jian a lot of trouble. So I have to get you back. ”

Wang Xiaolian's father is the village chief of Jintang Village, and he often organizes the people in the village to sweep away the wild beasts around him, and it is inevitable that there will be injured people, and every time it is the girl's grandfather, Dr. Wen, who cures them.

Therefore, the relationship between the Wang family and the Wen family has always been very good, and the relationship between the children of the two families is also very good, and they can almost wear a pair of pants.

The girl shook her head, "Xiaolian, you tell your aunt that I will go with my grandfather, grandpa has eaten wine before and just fell asleep, and I want to stay and take care of him." ”

Xiaolian said coquettishly: "Sister Momo, since Grandpa Wen has already slept, you can come alone." If my mother knew that I hadn't even invited anyone back, she would have scolded me, and maybe she would have to button down my new clothes, then I would have to wear old clothes tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings. ”

As she spoke, she tugged at her clothes.

Hearing this, the girl hesitated slightly. My aunt has always done what she says, if she really doesn't go, Xiaolian will really not be able to wear new clothes.

But on Grandpa's side, she didn't dare to walk away easily.

"Sister Momo, don't worry, you just come back after eating, it won't take long, at most half an hour. Seeing the girl's hesitation, Xiaolian hurriedly stepped up her dissuasion.

The girl thought about it and was about to agree, when an intermittent call came from the inner courtyard, "Silently...... Silently...... Where have you been?" followed by the sound of dishes shattering.

The girl was startled, and hurriedly said to Wang Xiaolian: "Xiaolian, I'm sorry, I really can't go, grandpa has woken up and is calling me." You tell your aunt and uncle, I'll give her a New Year's greeting tomorrow. When the time comes, I must explain it to her well, and I think my aunt will understand. ”

With that, she hurriedly closed the door and rushed to the backyard, "Grandpa, I'm here...... I'm ......."

Wang Xiaolian stood at the door, faintly heard the voice coming from the house, and sighed, hey, Sister Mo is really pitiful.

The girl's name is Wen Mo, and she and her brother Wen Qian grew up with her grandfather Wen Fan.

The father and mother of the family died early, and there are only three grandchildren, but they are also happy and happy.

Grandfather Wen Fan is only in his fifties, and in the Xuanhuang Continent, which generally lives to be a hundred years old, it is not big.

And as a junior alchemist, although the success rate of alchemy is not high, the ability to refine medicine is not small, so he is very comfortable in the village.

In addition to drying some herbs every day, it is to help the villagers see a doctor or do something, and there is a lot of income, which is enough to maintain the daily expenses of the three grandchildren.

The elder brother is steady and hardworking, and he is very talented in refining medicine, and he studied at the Tianhuo Academy in Wu Lianzhen.

At the age of eighteen, he became a senior alchemist certified by the Alchemy Union, which was even higher than Wen Fan's alchemy level. Whenever the people in the village talked about him, they all gave him a thumbs up.

Moreover, Wen Qian's talent on the Dharma path was not inferior to his alchemy talent, he had already entered the mage at the age of twelve, and had already broken through the fifth level of the mage at the age of seventeen.

However, Wen Mo is the opposite, he is the worst in every aspect, even if he cultivates for a lifetime, he can't practice anything.

The villagers often say that the Wen family's talents have been gathered on Wen Qian's body, so Wen Mo has no talent at all.

But Wen Mo never felt disappointed because of this, but was very optimistic, lively, and always talked about his brother was very proud and proud, and was very loved by the people in the village.

But half a year ago, there was news from the academy that Wen had entered the secret realm for a trial but did not come out.

As we all know, that secret realm is a secret realm that opens once every ten years, and once it is closed, it will be opened again after ten years. Even if Wen Qian did not fall, with his strength, unless there was a miracle, it would be difficult to survive in the secret realm for ten years.

After Wen Fan got the news, his black hair turned gray overnight, and his whole body fell down. Although Wen Mo was always smiling, everyone also felt the bitterness contained in it.

In the past six months, when the people in the village talked about Wen Qian, they all felt sorry and sighed for the fall of another genius.

Renhe Pharmacy.

Wen Fan vomited white vomit all over the floor, and the broken white porcelain bowl rolled at the foot of the cabinet.

"Grandpa, are you better?" Wen Mo took a glass of water, let Wen Fan drink it, and patted him on the back, a little distressed.

Wen Fan lay on the bed after drinking, his eyes staring straight at the top of the bed, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Has your brother come back?"

Wen Mo pursed his lips tightly, barely smiled, and said happily: "Grandpa, you don't have to worry! Brother Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will definitely come back." ”

"Huh...... Will be back...... Will be back...... I regret it...... I knew it was like this...... Let Wen Qian stay in Jintang Village...... It's good not to let him go to the Heavenly Fire Academy. Wen Fan's voice was full of deep remorse, intermittent, I don't know if he was telling himself or Wen Mo.

"We, the Wen family...... Is it broken in this generation......"

Wen Fan slowly fell asleep again through the wine, still muttering to himself, and crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Grandpa, my brother will be fine. Wen Mo smiled optimistically, wrung out the towel, and wiped Wen Fan's forehead, as if he was comforting the old man and himself.

Cleaning up the vomit from the floor, Wonmer gently closed the door with the basin.

Standing in the courtyard, the cold wind instantly poured into the clothes from the cuffs, and the wet cuffs were blown by the wind, making it even colder.

She placed the basin on the shelf in the corner and sighed into her hands, shaking her whole body.

She stood on the patio and looked at the moon in the sky, which was very round and round, and seemed to be the same as the moon on the earth.

Reliving a life, Wen Mo, who was an orphan in his previous life, cherishes this hard-won family affection very much, and relies on his grandfather and brother very much.

But I didn't expect that my dearest brother would suddenly disappear, and I don't know if he was alive or dead.