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The Yan Mansion of the local large family is also not peaceful for a moment. In a room in the side courtyard, Mrs. Yan's voice became higher and higher: "She was just frightened by the ghost, just find a goddess to call the soul back, what kind of doctor do you ask?" ”

Standing beside the bed, Mother Liu looked anxious, watching Mrs. Yan's face tremble uncontrollably with the opening and closing of her lips, she secretly snorted in her heart, and looked at another delicate and gentle woman next to her who was wearing a suitable lotus lotus cheongsam.

The fourth aunt, Fu Ping, stroked the hair around her ears, pressed Liu's mother's hand to signal her to rest assured, and then said: "Madam, you are a feudal superstition, and you have been having a high fever for two days. ”

Mrs. Yan has long looked at the fourth aunt too unpleasantly, since she married into the Yan family, she should be well-behaved, who runs out every day without abiding by women's morals like her? Look at the way she dressed, she came out with half of her legs exposed, she was really a, what kind of girls' school did she go to, and she didn't want to think about how a woman could go to the holy place of studying, and the more she lived this year, the more unruly she became.

Those remarks about the equality of men and women are disturbing to listen to. The partial-born master indulged her, and even her own housewife couldn't help it, but now she bumped into her own because of this little mongrel, isn't this a double eagle sent to the door? Thinking of the little bastard offended on the bed, a sneer appeared on the corner of Mrs. Yan's mouth.

"I don't know what superstitions are, but the fourth aunt wants to fight this little mongrel, and I can't control it, I just hope that you, a good person, can be the end of it." Mrs. Yan put down such a sentence, turned around and saw Yan Panfu who had just come back.

Yan Panfu's face was gloomy and could drip water, and he raised his hand and slapped Mrs. Yan: "What are you talking about!" Zhixian is my daughter, what is a little mongrel? ”

Mrs. Yan howled dryly, covered her face and shouted in disbelief: "Master, she is just a slut who crawled out of the belly of a prostitute, maybe she is not your species, you actually beat me for her!" ”

Seeing that Yan Panfu's face was getting more and more ugly, Mother Liu knelt down with a plop and interjected: "Master, Miss was hit by a car, it's been two days, and the family hasn't invited a doctor, so I had to dare to invite the fourth aunt..."

Meeting Yan Panfu's eyes, Fu Ping nodded slightly, in the dark room, the smooth and delicate chin became more and more like jade against the backdrop of the slightly curly hair.

Yan Panfu couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart, it was a ghost who made the gods forget why he came, he glanced at Mrs. Yan fiercely: "You go back to the room for me, and I'll settle accounts with you when I go back!" Mother Liu, go and ask the doctor to come. ”

Mother Liu was about to leave, Fu Ping sighed and said, "I'd better go, Mother Liu, take care of Zhixian." Fu Ping said and went out. She was really helpless in her heart, Liu's mother's little feet, it took some effort to walk from the room to the courtyard, really wait for her to invite the doctor, can Zhixian's illness wait? I don't know what Yan Panfu thinks.

Mother Liu went out to bring hot water, and the room was completely quiet. Yan Panfu noticed that the little girl on the bed was breathing heavily. He stepped forward to take a look, Zhixian's face was already burned red, her original complexion was pale, and it was very conspicuous when she was red, Yan Panfu took a puff of cigarette, this child's complexion was very similar to her mother's.

Mother Liu took a hot towel and put it on her forehead, Yan Panfu sat on the chair casually, and said, "What's the matter with Zhixian?" ”

Mother Liu wiped a handful of tears: "A few days ago, when Miss came back from school, she saw two boys fighting on the road, so she picked up a stone and threw it at the stronger child. ”

"What, she threw away the silk flowers?" Yan Panfu stood up suddenly, and the green tendons on his forehead were rising. Although the silk flower is not valuable, it was bought for the idle mother when he was studying in Ningcheng, and it can be regarded as a token of the two people.

Mother Liu was frightened by him, she only cared about the reason for the matter, but she forgot the stubble of the silk flower, she has been following the mother of Zhixian, naturally she knows the importance of the silk flower, and immediately stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the room was a little weird for a while, but fortunately Fu Ping walked fast, and the doctor came immediately, took the medicine box and went straight to the bedside under the guidance of Fu Ping, took the mercury meter and put it in Zhixian, and it was an injection and a prescription, and he was busy for half an afternoon.

Fu Ping smiled and got up to send him: "I'm sorry for you, King Mistra." ”

The doctor also waved his hand politely: "Fortunately, Miss paid in time, it is easy to cause complications such as pneumonia if the child's high fever does not go away, so the child must take medicine well and not catch a cold." He finished his instructions and walked out.

Yan Panfu looked at the back of her sending people out, frowned slightly, and told Liu's mother to take care of her, and went out of the room with a dark face.

As soon as Da Zhixian was born, Liu's mother was taking care of her, and she naturally did her best and loved her in her heart. It's just that when she gets older, she is always a little unbearable, and in the middle of the night, she is a little dazed, and after a while, there is a snoring sound in the room.

The little girl on the bed, who was wilting, opened her eyes suddenly, and her eyes were amazingly bright.

When Mo Cang woke up, she only felt weak all over her body, she subconsciously turned her head to the side, but the pillow was empty, Qing Bai went to the court early, but the hour was not early. She opened her mouth in a hoarse voice: "Bishui, what time is it?" ”

Although she didn't hear what Miss was saying, she was naturally very excited when she saw the little person who had been asleep for two days wake up: "Miss, you finally woke up!" Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless! ”

Mo Cang's heart was shocked, could it be that what he dreamed of was real? After a night of repeatedness, she and Qingbai hugged and buried each other in her mind, she became a little girl and was pulled by a boy on the road to run hard, and then the little girl was pushed under an iron box that didn't know what to run, always not very sober, this time when she saw a completely strange person in front of her, the whole person was cold.

"Mother Liu?"

"Hey! Miss, are you hungry? I'll cook you a bowl of porridge, you're resting. After Liu's mother finished speaking, she went out.

Mo Cang closed his eyes in despair. I just tentatively called according to the name in the dream, and this old woman actually answered.

Qingbai... Thinking of the last firelight in the sky, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Mo Cang's mouth, everything is true, the death of the country is true, and it is also true that he became a little girl inexplicably, so, he deceived him so bitterly, what qualifications do you have to read him again, and then tell your heart to him?

If Mother Liu was here, she would definitely not believe that such a smile that has gone through vicissitudes is actually on the face of her own young lady who is still a six-year-old girl. In this tearful smile, the meaning of sadness and guilt is too obvious.