Wen Xiaomiao dutifully boiled medicine for Chen Yuan three times a day, Chen Yuan's symptoms were reduced a lot in the first few days, but there were some small red rashes on his face, hands and feet, which gradually became bigger and more, and after two days, Chen Yuan's condition suddenly worsened, headache, fever, and Master Chen hurriedly went to invite Lang Zhong to come and see.

After Lang Zhong saw it this time, he shook his head, "I asked carefully just now, and I also looked at it carefully, I'm afraid it's smallpox, I'll give you a prescription to try, but you have to be prepared for the future." ”

"Smallpox?" Master Chen and Mrs. Chen were stunned.

"You must also be separated from the sick, for those who have smallpox will die." Lao Langzhong wrote the recipe and handed it to Wen Xiaomiao.

"Master, what can I do? My poor distant son will be married in a month. Mrs. Chen's heart ached.

"Don't tell Yuan'er, Xiao Miao, you go and grab the medicine first, I'll wait for someone to bring a letter, let Mu'er live in the academy first, don't come back for the time being." Master Chen also had a sad face.

Chen Yuan has seen a lot of things in the north and south, and he also guessed that his illness is very serious, and he can pass it on to others, and the house does not let everyone enter the door, and Wen Xiaomiao puts the food and soup at the door and he goes to get it himself.

Wen Xiaomiao was afraid that Chen Yuan would be too boring, so she sat by the window during the day and at night, opened the window and chatted with him, telling him what she saw in the morning market, who she met when she went out, who killed a pig, in short, everything she saw told Chen Yuan.

Wen Xiaomiao felt that Chen Yuan was weakening day by day, one day, Wen Xiaomiao was really worried, and couldn't help but secretly look into the house from the window, and saw that Chen Yuan's face and hands were covered with pustules, frowning uncomfortably, and biting his lower lip in pain.

"Big brother, are you uncomfortable?" Wen Xiaomiao's Chen Yuan was very sad when he saw this, "I'll sing a song for you, I don't sing well, but this is what my mother always sang to me when I was sick when I was a child." ”

"Okay." Chen Yuan said weakly.

"Yang Liu'er works, smoking a spinning top; Yang Liu Erqing, empty clock; Yang Liu'er died, kicking the shuttlecock; The willow sprouts and plucks the child. Wen Xiaomiao sang softly and softly over and over again until the sunset.

As soon as Master Chen entered the door, he saw Wen Xiaomiao singing nursery rhymes to Chen Yuan.

Mr. Chen has been out of the country for a few days to inquire about where this disease can be cured, and finally heard a porter say that there is a miracle doctor valley, and there is a miracle doctor in it who can cure anything, and his friend is cured there, as for whether it is smallpox, he is not too sure, anyway, he has some red rashes on his body and face, and he thinks that it is better to try his luck just waiting for death.

Master Chen stood outside the window and said to Chen Yuan: "Yuan'er, tomorrow my father and mother will take you to the Valley of the Divine Doctor for treatment, and when you come back after being cured, we will get married next month." ”

"That's good, Daddy." Chen Yuan didn't want to make Master Chen sad now, in fact, he knew very well that he was running out of oil now.

While eating, Chen Mu came back.

After eating, Wen Xiaomiao and Liu's mother packed the luggage for Master Chen, Mrs. Chen, and Chen Yuan, and sat outside Chen Yuan's window again.

"Xiao Miao, eldest brother wants to listen to the nursery rhyme you sang to eldest brother in the afternoon, okay?" Chen Yuan asked.

"yes, okay." Wen Xiaomiao looked up at the bright full moon in the sky and hummed softly.

After listening for a while, Chen Yuan said again: "Big brother is leaving tomorrow, I don't know if Lu Dao can come back, I'm afraid I can't." ”

"Definitely, I'll be back." Wen Xiaomiao's tears flowed down.

"Xiao Miao," Chen Yuan pondered whether to say what he said in his heart, but if he didn't say it again, he might not have a chance in this life, so he asked, "Can you promise the eldest brother one thing?" ”

"You say." Wen Xiaomiao choked.

"If, if there is an afterlife, will you allow Big Brother to be okay in the next life? In the next life, I want my eldest brother to meet you first. Chen Yuan's voice became smaller and quieter the more he spoke.

Wen Xiaomiao strongly suppressed and finally couldn't suppress her crying, her whole body trembled slightly at first, and then her tears surged out uncontrollably, wetting her clothes and falling to the ground.

Wen Xiaomiao hoped that Chen Mu would say such a thing.

"Xiao Miao, don't cry, don't cry, big brother is joking with you, don't take it seriously, big brother always hopes that you can be happy with Xiao Mu." Chen Yuan pretended to be joking, "It's not early, you've worked hard these days, go and rest, I want to sleep too." ”

Chen Yuan couldn't help but think of the poem in his mind, "I was born before I was born, and I was old when I was born; You hate me for being late, I hate you for being early; I was not born, and I was old; Hate is not born at the same time, day by day with the king; I was born before I was born, and I am old when I was born; Away from the end of the world, you are separated from my cape; I was born before I was born, and I am old when I was born; Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night. ”

Wen Xiaomiao couldn't say anything, she was still crying while biting the handkerchief in her mouth, she felt very sad.

Chen Yuan stopped talking, and there were only the insect chirping of crickets and the sobbing of Wen Xiaomiao in the courtyard.