The second elder is old, and he has been busy for another day, Aunt Zhang kept dozing off, and tears flowed out. Mo Xiaohe, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, saw this, so she said something bad, and finally coaxed people into the room, and she boiled a big pot of water and stayed

"Aunt Zhang, you and Uncle Zhang go to sleep first, it's good to have us here."

It was very dark in the alley, the lanterns hanging in her yard were conspicuous, Aunt Zhang was busy in the stove, Li Xiu was carrying water and sent it to the front of the house, Li He wanted to help Feng Dachun wipe his body and change the medicine by the way.

After Gu Zheng finished speaking, he was silent, he wanted to find a word to praise his wife, but he was a stupid person, he had been brewing for a long time, and finally he had to summarize it in two words. Mo Xiaohe was beautiful, she didn't mind, took Gu Zheng's hand and walked to her own courtyard.

"Beautiful."

Mo Xiaohe turned around in a circle, leaned on Gu Zheng's chest, and looked at him with watery eyes.

"Is it pretty?"

In the corner of the alley, Gu Zheng picked a small pink flower and put it on Mo Xiaohe's head, and looked at it carefully, his lady was pretty, like a hibiscus out of the water, especially the shy appearance, which made his heart hot.

The crescent moon climbed high into the sky through the treetops, and on the way back, the lights of the people gradually turned off, and the road ahead became dark.

On both sides are the town's houses, low red brick walls, iron fences, dim lights in the house, and human figures are reflected on Goryeo paper.

Walking on the path paved with blue bricks, there are only sporadic pedestrians who return late, and they are in a hurry, without glancing at the surrounding scenery.

It was already dark, and there was a small crescent in the sky, and in a few days, the moon on the fifteenth day of August would become like a disc, and sprinkle the moonlight with bright light.

In fact, the future sister-in-law Zhang Xianxian has been to Luzhou a few times, but the mother must not let the juniors help, and Kyoto is now in autumn, and it will be cold in January, and when the season changes, the father and mother will definitely lack clothes.

"Husband, you are so careful, I didn't expect it."

In addition to fabrics, there are also daily necessities, Gu Zheng is careful, thinking that although his father-in-law and mother-in-law will definitely be able to use it, if he doesn't like it, it is good to reward the people of Mofu, he really didn't think about it when he was in Luzhou, so he had to ask Uncle Jiang for help before parting.

Gu Zheng touched his mother's head, they are all married, they are always the same as little girls who don't grow up, they are sad when they say they are sad, he must always be ready to comfort, "When Uncle Jiang leaves, I will leave him some silver and ask him to buy some fabrics from Luzhou and send them to Kyoto Mofu." ”

"Then write a letter."

Mo Xiaohe snorted, at the beginning, she always felt that after getting married, the sea and the sky were vast, and there was no control from her father, so she had to be more comfortable and comfortable, but now it is different, she has too little time to accompany her father, and she can't even fulfill her filial piety in front of her.

Kyoto Mofu is okay, the people are harmonious, and there is no discord, but it is not their home after all, and the mother Li still has to take care of the baby she picked up, I don't know if I will miss her.

"Husband, I miss my father."

Here, Uncle Zhang and Li He had already lifted people to the wooden cart, Aunt Zhang hurried back to clean up the house, Gu Zheng had just settled the money with Lang Zhong, and saw that her lady was frowning, looking very lonely, and asked.

"Lady, what's wrong?"

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and her father and mother stay in Kyoto, and she may not return to her hometown until her eldest brother gets married, she remembered that after she came back, she only wrote a letter to her mother-in-law, Mrs. Gu, to report her safety, but forgot her father, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

At that time, she didn't understand it, and even rejected it a little, her mother was the same as the thief, which made her feel like she was in prison, and now she finally came back to her senses and learned that her mother was really thinking about herself.

Mo Xiaohe suddenly remembered that in the past, her mother Li was also in such a mood, staring at her all day, and found that she was very nervous when talking to her and Gu Zheng, afraid that she would lose her reputation and end up as miserable as her cousin Mo Daya.

Mo Xiaohe nodded, anyway, they were all in the same courtyard, she wondered if she needed to stare at her cousin, in case Li Xiu had an out-of-the-ordinary move, in case the real raw rice was cooked and cooked, it was too direct and arrogant, and she couldn't explain it to her eldest aunt.

"Okay then."

Li Xiu knew in her heart that Feng Dachun and Gu Zheng had a relationship, but after all, they were not relatives, and their friendship was limited, so it was impossible for the husband and wife to give up the room, that is, the dove occupied the magpie's nest, she wanted to stay for the time being, and help take care of it more.

Li Xiu wrung her handkerchief, her face was red, she cried for a long time, and now her eyes are still red and swollen, and when she saw that her sweetheart woke up, she was much more relaxed, so she took the initiative to bring it up.

"Cousin, I'll live in a wing, let him live with me."

It's better to take Feng Dachun back and live in a wing room, which is much more comfortable than a room without light.

"There is still a wing room at home, it is better to ......"

Mo Xiaohe pulled Gu Zheng to the door, and the husband and wife discussed, letting Feng Dachun return to the rented yard, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang went in and out to take care of it, and the lighting over there was not good, so it was not as good as her own house.

"Husband, what should I do?"

Before Lang Zhong moved his heart of compassion, seeing that people were seriously injured, so he temporarily freed up a small space, now that Feng Dachun has woken up, it is best to go home to recuperate, the wound has been sutured to stop bleeding, change the medicine twice a day, as long as the wound is not infected, after a month or two of recuperation, there will not be too much problem.

At present, the Yamen special medical center can be seen for a penny, and most of the people who visit the medical center are to buy herbal medicines, and the backyard of the medical center is a warehouse with herbal medicines.

"When people wake up, they can be sent home in a trailer."

Lang Zhong also said that if it was more than 20 years ago, Feng Dachun's situation, the medicine was reckless, even if it was the medicine of the flesh and bones of the living and dead, it might not be cured, thanks to the queen mother, let Lang Zhong learn suturing, clean the wound, and effectively stop the bleeding, although the suture is not complicated, it can save people's lives at critical moments.

Feng Dachun was young and strong, he woke up that night, drank the ginseng chicken soup of Datonic, his complexion improved slightly, he lost too much blood, his lungs were damaged, and he couldn't say a complete sentence at present.