Chapter 114: Lung Disease

"Who do you say is coming? How could Mei Maocai come to ......?"

The old man Gao turned around and sat up, only to see Mei Xueyan standing on the edge of the bed, because the bedding was thin, he was sleeping in a kimono, and wanted to get out of bed to welcome the guests. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Uncle Gao, don't be polite, you are sick, you need to rest more."

Old man Gao sat down and coughed twice and said, "I don't have anything to entertain here, not even a bowl of tea, how embarrassing is this...... How did Mei Maocai get here? It's dirty here, and there are many patients, so don't get caught in bad luck. ā€

"I just heard from Kunzi that you came in to visit when you were sick, Uncle Gao was quite strong before, I don't know what kind of illness you have? Have you ever gone to the pharmacy to ask a doctor? ā€

Mei Xueyan saw that he was much thinner than before, his face was sallow and bloodless, and his spirit was very different from before.

"Hey, it's a lung disease, I've burned charcoal for so many years, and I always have to cough a few times, but I can't die." Old man Gao said, "It's even if it's even a lot of Kunzi, he always has to think about it, he went to buy medicine with a little money, he hasn't eaten anything good, and he wears torn clothes, especially now that his home is gone, this kid is really hard......"

Mei Xueyan thought about asking Zhao Kun to help advertise on the street last time, he worked hardest, he was not afraid of being dirty or tired, he just wanted to earn more copper plates, it turned out that he was buying medicine.

"Kunzi, you go to decoct the medicine first, you find Master Xu, ask him to help you go to the room and say, ask for a medicine jar, just say that I brought it, he won't embarrass you." I'll talk to Uncle Gao for a while. ā€

"Hey!"

Zhao Kun went out without saying much, leaving Lin Saburo to follow him inch by inch, he was a monkey, he couldn't sit down, he was so idle that he was wandering around the room, he was really bored and playing with white porridge.

"What about Kunzi's other family members?"

"His mother went in the early years, his father is a farmer, usually a variety of vegetables to the city to sell to earn some silver to subsidize the family, we two old men can't teach him well, I know a few words, his father can't read a word, I saved the silver to let him go to the county school, is to hope that he will take the exam for a literary degree to honor his ancestors, he is also sensible, his homework has not fallen, and he is ready to take the township exam next year, but now this file is out, delaying him too much time, I am afraid that he will not be able to pass the exam."

"This is not necessarily, Kunzi is filial and smart, he is measured, besides, he has a flexible brain, he really doesn't take the imperial examination, and he will also get ahead."

"This kid is too skinny, I'm afraid he will cause some trouble."

Old man Gao was deprecating, but he had a smile on his face, obviously quite satisfied with his grandson.

Zhao Kun was in a hurry to give Old Man Gao the medicine, and after boiling it for less than half an hour, he brought the soup over.

"Mei Maocai, your great kindness can only be reported in the future, the family is in trouble, and you even need to help you with the medicine money, I really can't help it."

After the old man Gao drank the hot decoction, his face was a little rosy, and Zhao Kun carefully wiped some of the medicinal stains on his beard with his sleeve.

"Where is the word ......?"

Zhao Kun bought this medicine himself, although he didn't know why he wanted to use it in his own name, Mei Xueyan still helped him hide it, and Zhao Kun was relieved.

"The ink treasure you gave him last time, I was afraid of getting dirty, so I kept it under the cabinet, and I took it with me this time to escape, Kunzi, go take it out and take a look."

The sentence he was referring to "Tianxingjian" was just written by Mei Xueyan casually, but they regarded it as a treasure.

"In the past, the pen was not good, the handwriting was sloppy, and it was not worthy of Uncle Gao's cherishment, but in the future, it would be free, and it would be okay for Kunzi to go to me to get a few more."

"That's different, this is meaningful, it's a spur to Kunzi, I'm also going to let Kunzi pass it on to his son and grandson, our family doesn't have gold and jade as heirlooms, but there are more valuable ones." Old man Gao Tan Qi was a little excited and said, "Kunzi, what are you rubbing, go and bring it to me to take a look at it again." ā€

Kunzi stood still and muttered, "Grandpa, what are you doing with it now, it's all pressed under the box, and I'm going to make a mess again."

"If you want to go, you will go, what nonsense do you say......"

Kunzi moved his steps, but he didn't take a step for a while, and when he saw that he couldn't cover it, he knelt in front of the bed with a plop.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry for you......" Kunzi wanted to hold back his tears, but he still kept wiping his tears and crying, "I, I don't have the ability, I can't make money for a while, I took Mei Maocai's words to the pawnshop, you beat me......"

Old man Gao was stunned for a moment, his face turned blue in an instant, his chest rose and fell in anger, he picked up a stick made of a branch at the head of the bed, and hit Zhao Kun on the back fiercely.

"You...... You fool, I asked you to put the words away, put them under the box, and told you a few days ago that even if you are poor and starving, you are not allowed to sell it, you ...... You're trying to me off, aren't you? ā€

The old man twitched on his back several times, and when he was excited, he began to cough again, and almost lost his breath.

"Yes, it's useless...... I told the pawnshop to keep it and redeem it when I had the money. Zhao Kun wiped away his tears and swore and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely redeem it." ā€

"Don't tell me." Old man Gao said sadly, "I told you that there is always a solution to what happens at home, but our backbones can't be bent, you sell Mei Maocai's words, is it worthy of her?" What other face do I have to see her? ā€¦ā€¦ā€

Kunzi bit her lip, her face full of guilt.

"Why is Uncle Gao so atmospheric, words are just dead things, it is my honor to be able to exchange money for money, what else is more important than people? Kunzi is also trying to make money for your medicine, and filial piety comes first, so don't blame him. ā€

Mei Xueyan could only help him out of the siege, the old man Gao coughed so much that his face was red, and he should not be angry anymore.

"I ...... You know, he sells the word to fill the money, I'd rather not drink it! Old man Gao said stubbornly.

Lin Saburo didn't know why he wanted to die or live because of a painting, and he was playing with white porridge.

"I said that you old man is quite tough, didn't this kid say that he could redeem it?" Lin Saburo said disdainfully, "Boy, if you are a man, don't kneel, what's the matter?" You are so good, what can't you get back? It's a big deal to work hard to make money, it's really not okay, you go to grab it! ā€

Mei Xueyan stabbed him in the side of the waist with her elbow, which hit him in the soft underbelly and bared his teeth in pain.

"Do you teach children like this......" Mei Xueyan said angrily.

Zhao Kun stood up from the ground, as if he was provoked by Lin Sanlang, and his eyes were firm.

"Childe is right, I not only have to redeem the words, but also make a lot of money. Grandpa didn't even have money for medicine when he was sick, and I wanted him to enjoy happiness every day in the future. ā€

Half-grown children are young and vigorous, and they are most likely to arouse pride.

Mei Xueyan thought for a while and said, "Kunzi, this place is damp and dirty, not suitable for your grandfather to recuperate, why don't you move to me."