Seeing Luo Zhaoyang lie down and rest, Bala took Fang Zi Don't Leave, and when he dragged his tired body back to this special house, he suddenly remembered his daughter, and remembered that he had never seen her since she left in anger.

Watching the black smoke rise from the bottom of the mountain again, Bala's heart couldn't help but tighten for a while, because it meant that someone in Bazhai had passed away again, he felt that his relatives were decreasing one by one, in such a black shrouded environment, thinking of the silver bell that had not returned for a long time, he couldn't help but feel worried, he began to regret that he was too heavy on her, and he began to regret that he didn't chase her back.

The westward sun stretched Bala's shadow long, and the shadow poked into the door of the house, Luo Zhaoyang, who was lying quietly on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, looking at the familiar, but unfamiliar shadow, he suddenly began to miss his grandfather, and that nameless sadness quickly infected his emotions.

"Uncle Barra, are you back?" Luo Zhaoyang rubbed his sleepy eyes and called softly.

Luo Zhaoyang's cry did not pull Bala back from his heavy thoughts, standing in the wind he was holding his hands behind his back, staring at the road down the mountain motionlessly, he seemed to be looking at something distracted.

"Uncle Barra, is that you?" Luo Zhaoyang looked outside and didn't react, he looked at the tall shadow and raised the decibel of his voice.

"Alas! I am back. Barra finally reacted, and walked inside.

"The old club has drunk the medicine, how is he now?" Luo Zhaoyang asked a little eagerly, although he also knew in his heart that this Chinese medicine was not as effective as Western medicine, but he still couldn't help but ask, he wanted to know if the final prescription had any effect.

"It's not clear whether the prescription is useful or not, but I came back after seeing that his condition was stable and there were no allergies." Barra said lightly, his words made people feel that they were not light, not heavy, and unhurried.

Luo Zhaoyang naturally didn't understand Bala's emotion, because he couldn't understand what Bala was worried about at the moment, and he didn't have the feeling of raising a child at the age of 100 and worrying about 99 years old.

"That's good, then we can only wait." Luo Zhaoyang Bala was completely not as excited as he was in the morning, he suddenly found that he couldn't find a topic between him and him, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed that the two adults were holding each other so closely.

"You have a good rest, you can just shout at me if there is anything, I'm outside." Barra seemed to sense the awkwardness of each other, and after looking around, he turned to go out.

And just when his front foot just left the door of the house, Luo Zhaoyang immediately asked again: "Why haven't I seen your daughter for a day today, and I don't know what I did, if you really offend, you can help me say sorry to her." ”

"It's okay, the older she gets now, the more unpleasant she is, and it's getting harder and harder to discipline." Listening to Luo Zhaoyang's mention of Yinling, Bala, who had been holding back without speaking, suddenly seemed to have found the object of confiding in, and immediately passed it again.

"I've grown up, and I have my own thoughts." Luo Zhaoyang smiled, he was not a few years older than Bala's daughter, he had the best experience of the idea of being at this age, thinking that he was like this back then, every time he returned late, his grandfather also taught him the same tone.

"If you have thoughts, you can be lawless, and you can't be measured? No matter what, she shouldn't hurt you with a wooden stick, I just said two words to her, you see that the sun is about to go down and no one is seen now, do you say that it is not reassuring? Bara began to nag, rejoicing at her daughter and worrying him.

Yinling gave up studying after graduating from junior high school, the reason why she didn't go to school was not because she didn't study well, but because she was worried that Bara would be lonely in the mountains alone, so she refused the opportunity to go to a key high school, for Yinling's future, for her future happiness, he once forced her to die, hoping that she could continue her studies, but in the end he was able to let her follow, on the contrary, he made Barra convinced, because she used herself to complete all the courses in high school at home, And in the end, Barra agreed to let Yinling stay by her side, and she chose a career like studying medicine.

Among the girls in Bazhai, many girls of the same age as her have been married, so Bara doesn't care if Yinling still goes to take college courses, and believes that he is a little uneasy to let Yinling go outside.

Bala's living income mainly comes from the sale of his medicinal materials, every few days, he will carry the Chinese medicine he picked up in the mountains to the pharmacy of the market to exchange for certain living materials, because Bala's Chinese medicine has a special curative effect, the owner of the medical store also left a place to sit in the clinic, every day of the market, those patients who report Chinese medicine will naturally find Bala, and it is precisely like this, Bala's life is quite rich.

"Although I only have a one-sided relationship with her, but he thinks she is a true person, and I believe there must be some misunderstanding when she hit me with a wooden stick, you see that my current injury is nothing, although you blame her, after all, she is still young." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Bara's stiff face, and immediately persuaded him with good words.

"Only you have the heart not to pursue her, but when she comes back, I will definitely let her come over and say sorry to you." Barra said, not forgetting to look outside.

The sun outside began to set in the distant jungle, and the red glow of the setting sun shone through the dense woods, turning the green leaves yellow, and burning Bara's heart.

"You're so nice to her, that's why you're so nervous about her." Luo Zhaoyang smiled, although he is not a father yet, he can understand Barra's nervousness and worry.

And just when Bara was thinking about counting the silver bell in front of Luo Zhaoyang, and talking about his troubles as a father, a figure he was familiar with slowly appeared on the path, the pace was a little slow, and the figure leaning forward made him faintly feel that the body of the person who came was a little abnormal.

"She's back, I'm going to see her, I don't know if she's hungry?" Barra looked at Yinling's body that was about to soften, he rushed out, he had already thought of teaching Yinling a lesson, and at the moment he only wanted to know if his daughter's stomach was hungry, and he wanted to know where she had gone that day.

"Silver Bell, you ......" Just when Barra was about to scold, the silver bell, who was holding the trunk of the tree with one hand and panting sharply, raised his hand to stop Barra from speaking, and then snatched the words and said, "Abba, ...... quickly, go to the old club's house." ”

"How's it going?"

"The old club is ......, the old club is going to die."

As soon as the word dead came out of Yinling's mouth, Barra was startled, and he was surprised that Yinling conveyed such a message.

"Impossible, I just came back from my old club, he was still fine when I came back, why is he dying now?" Barra asks incomprehensibly, and he even begins to wonder if this is a prank by Silver Bell in order to avoid her punishment for returning late to Barra.

"I knew you went to the old club's house, so I took the path after cooking and planned to call you back, but I didn't expect that when I just arrived at the old club's house, they said that you had come back, and just when I just stepped out of their house, the people of the old club were in a hurry to come out and say that they were coming to you, I didn't see the situation right, so I ran back in a hurry to tell you." After Yinling finished speaking, he immediately closed his eyes, so that his brain, which was about to run out of oxygen, would not be too dizzy for the time being.

The reason why she is anxious is because she knows that Abba went to the old club's house to serve the old club with a new prescription, and originally looked at the old club that had improved, but this happened after eating the new recipe, and her father's responsibility would not escape, in case the old club stretched out his feet, not to mention that Abba and the old club had no love for many years, just when his matter was spread out, his job came to an end, and not only did he have no income, but Abba also became a murderer.

"Then hurry up and help me get the medicine box, let's go to the old club's house and have a look." Hearing Yinling say this, Bala began to worry, today's recipe originally made him feel a little unreliable, but he couldn't use his knowledge to refute Luo Zhaoyang, plus Luo Zhaoyang's recipe was handed down from his ancestors, so he could only believe in the effectiveness of the recipe, but now that it has developed into this, he began to suspect that the aggravation of his old club's illness is most likely his problem with today's prescription.

"Abba, I don't want to go, the old club seems to be no good, if you go, don't send yourself to the door, even if they don't let you pay for your life, they won't let you go easily." Yinling grabbed Bara, she was in a hurry to come back and report the news, just hoping that Abba could be prepared, she could hide, don't have positive contact with the people sent by the old club, and wait for things to slow down, maybe there is still something to say.

"Say what? The old club took my medicine because he believed me, and now that something happens, I don't go and hide, am I that kind of person? Bala shook the silver bell's hand and said unhappily that it was not his Bala's character for this irresponsible approach.

"But......" Silverbell watched Abba walk towards the house where he lived, and she did not know what to do, and just as she was thinking about going to Nushubala again, on the road that led to the bottom of the mountain, a man with a bandaged head in one hand, bent over, and strode towards the face, and judging by his expression, it made Silverbell feel angry.

Looking at the people coming up from the hill, Barra stopped, and through the night that began to slowly descend a little, looking at the outfit, Barra recognized this one as the eldest son of the old club, Ghana.

Before Garner could speak, Barra greeted him and said, "Garner, why did you run up, why didn't you stay by your Abba's side?" ”

"You're not here, what's the use of us guarding, my Abba vomited a lot of blood, his pulse is very slight, and he's dying." The wooden stick in Garner's hand became his crutch, and he supported his waist with one hand, gasping for breath, and it didn't seem that his father's condition was getting worse than Yinling thought.