Chapter Seventy-Three, The Nature of Foodies
Liu stood in place for a long, long time, looking at Ye Mo who was entertaining himself in the room from a distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info only felt a numbness in his legs, and then he turned around and wanted to leave.
The moment he turned around, he was surprised to find that Ye Juan was still there. So he raised an apologetic smile, "Juan'er is still there." Don't blame me for being sloppy. ā
"What did Siniang say, now don't ask about the situation in front of you, the saddest thing is naturally Siniang. Ye Juan stepped forward and hugged Liu.
Liu, who has always pretended to be strong, didn't hold it for a while, and tears fell down, "I used to think that I was still alive if I was lying down, but now I am stupid when I think about being stupid, and I can jump up and down." Man, what an insatiable greed. I'm thinking now that if I can get better, I will exchange my life, and I am willing to do it. ā
Ye Juan, who has always boasted of being eloquent, really felt poor in words this time. The words of comfort rolled in my head, and I swallowed them again. After a while, I felt a slight feeling of coolness and wetness coming from my shoulder. Those were Liu's tears.
Liu was also exhausted during this time, and gradually his voice became weaker. Ye Juan motioned to Fu'an to help Liu to rest on the soft collapse outside, ordered someone to get a new bedding, and added a heater to the house.
Fu'an looked at Liu, who was already thin, and now it seems that his cheeks are slightly sunken, and there are tears in the corners of his eyes, and he whispered with some distress: "Miss, the fourth lady is really pitiful." Now the second young master looks like this, no less than the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person. ā
Ye Wan tightened his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something, and then ordered: "Fu'an, you go to the kitchen and get some delicious snacks." When Fu'an was about to walk out of the house, he added: "It must be Mo Wen's favorite food." ā
When Ye Juan walked inside with the food box, he was stopped by Fu'an. "Miss, what should you do if you get hurt like this?"
"Don't ask to beat me the closest, although I'm stupid now, I won't hurt if I think about it. Ye Juan stretched out his hand to brush away the Fu'an who was holding him.
Fu'an pouted and didn't let go. muttered: "The fourth aunt is still his mother." You didn't see the wound on the fourth aunt's arm, it was a horror. It was a fatal bite. ā
Ye Juan saw that he couldn't break free, so he turned around and explained seriously: "So I asked you to prepare pastries." No matter how a person changes. The taste doesn't change. I do what he likes so he doesn't hurt me. Besides, I must go. ā
Fu'an nodded, looking at Ye Wan's firm eyes, so he slowly let go of his hand. What the young lady wants to do, no one can say. Fu'an knows this very well.
So he followed behind Ye Juan step by step, thinking that if there was something, he would block it. When Ye Juan walked to a distance of about five or six steps away from Ye Mowen, Ye Mowen began to become alert, and a low roar came out of his mouth, as if to warn Ye Juan not to approach.
Ye Juan sat down on the spot, slowly opened the food box, and took out a plate of exquisite snacks. Then he ate it in small bites, making a sound of satisfaction from time to time.
Ye Mowen's originally alert posture relaxed when he smelled the fragrance of the dim sum, moving the tip of his nose and licking his lips from time to time. Look at the snacks on the ground with an extremely eager look.
Ye Juan also noticed the change in Ye Mowen, so he pushed the plate in the direction of Ye Mowen, and pointed to the plate and said, "Mo Wen, you see this is chestnut cake, this is hibiscus roll, and this is crab roe cake." This is what you love to eat, and the fourth sister brought it to you. ā
After speaking, he beckoned to Ye Mowen with a smile and motioned for him to come over and eat.
Ye Mo asked that although he was stupid, he couldn't resist the temptation of food, so he slowly moved to get the snacks on the plate, and the first time he was extremely fast, he took two chestnut cakes and ran back to the corner of the bed to squat, after eating in three or two bites. I took it back and forth a few more times.
Later, Ye Mowen seemed to sense Ye Juan's kindness, so he was a little bolder, sitting opposite Ye Juan, holding the dim sum in his arms and eating it in a big gulp, smirking at Ye Juan from time to time.
Ye Juan looked at Ye Mo and asked that he was in a hurry to eat, so he motioned to Fu'an to pour the water, and when Ye Juan handed the water over tentatively, he didn't expect it to be surprisingly smooth.
Looking at Ye Mowen, who was eating a mouth full of pastry crumbs, Ye Juan took out a handkerchief and reached out to wipe it for him, Ye Mowen paused for a while, felt that Ye Juan had no malicious intent, and lowered his head to deal with the food in his arms.
Taking advantage of Ye Mowen's silence, Ye Juan instructed Fu'an to bring the comb over and carefully comb Ye Mowen's messy hair into a bun.
Fu'an was watching from the sidelines in fear, for fear that Ye Mo would hurt Ye Juan by asking a violent outburst. I just didn't expect things to be surprisingly smooth. Ye Mowen was like a well-behaved rag doll, letting Ye Wan toss.
Ye Wan suddenly shook his head, as if Ye Mo was still a normal person at this moment. shouted to himself as before, "Fourth sister, you help me comb my hair." ā
Ye Mowen, who was well-fed, yawned several times, so he huddled in a ball, rested his head on Ye Wan's legs, and fell asleep. With his docile appearance, Ye Qian couldn't connect with the previously manic Ye Mowen.
Ye Juan thought that human nature probably does not have any inevitable connection with whether he is crazy or not, and whether he is stupid or not. Just like Mo Wen is still innocent now, whoever gives him delicious food is unsuspecting to whom.
Ye Wan thought wildly, if it wasn't himself at this time, if it was Ye Zixi or Ye Zixiao, Mo asked if it was still the same unguarded?
After thinking about it, he smiled and shook his head, no one knew how warm and cold the people in the entire Ye Mansion were, no one knew better than her. They will just laugh on the sidelines, or fall into the trap.
Fu'an looked at the sleeping Ye Mo and asked, "Miss, you really have a way." ā
Ye Juan smiled and touched Ye Mowen's hair, and said in a low voice: "A person's emotions are dependent. Even so, Mo Wen should still remember me. ā
Fu'an looked at Ye Juan with some admiration, and inexplicably felt that this young woman was exuding a majestic maternal brilliance at the moment.
When the doctor hurried over with the medicine box on his back, Ye Mowen hadn't woken up yet, and his long eyelashes trembled uneasily. After the doctor carefully checked the pulse, he almost lost the gray beard under his forehead.
Ye Juan asked a little anxiously, "Doctor, how could my brother be like this?"
The doctor looked puzzled and said in a low voice, "It doesn't make sense." There is no anomaly at all in terms of pulse. How could you suddenly be stupid?"
Ye Juan said a little lonely: "Even you can't see what's wrong?"
"The world is so big, the mystery of the human body, I can't get a glimpse of its fur. Shame shame. The doctor blushed and said goodbye.
Fu said again: "Since Brother Ling can wake up, there is also the possibility of recovery in the future." I see that its pulse is no different from that of ordinary people. ā
Ye Juan thought that since the imperial doctor couldn't see it, he would go back and beg the master, and find the divine doctor on the rivers and lakes to take a look for Ye Mo. There must be a way to cure Mo Wen.