Chapter 167: The Messenger Sent
"Grandpa, I'll just sit here!"
Zhou Manyun smiled and politely refused the old servant Zhou Gui'an's request to let her sit in the study to drink tea and rest, and stuck to the small stool at the door of the upper room and didn't get up.
The old cow knows that the sunset is late, and who knows how long he can plow in the heart hall? The old man, who had a little shrimp on his back, sighed, shook his head and walked away, and another servant stepped forward to help him. Like Zhou Xian, Zhou Gui'an has also stayed in the courtyard of the Zhou family with a sigh of relief, just to accompany another old man who is the master but is more pitiful than him to hold on to the sun.
The old man always thinks that time flies, but Man Yun, who was waiting at the door of Grandpa, felt that Xiao Hong, who was called into the door alone to see Grandpa, had been in front of Old Lady Zhou for many years.
"Zhou Manyun! In! The curtain is half-opened, and half of his face is poked out and he drinks unceremoniously.
Don't be gentle and subtle in front of Grandpa, and drink so directly, the old man will respond to your invitation? Zhou Manyun scolded while getting up in a hurry, only when he rubbed next to Xiao Hong, he rewarded the man with a "you are an idiot" white eye.
But seeing Xiao Hong's slightly red eyes, Man Yun swallowed again, and honestly knelt down with him in front of Grandpa's sickbed.
Promises are easy to make but difficult to make, but no matter how good the old man's promises are, he will still be young people in the future. Zhou Xian looked at the pair in front of him, let out a long sigh, and his hand with speckled old bark stroked Man Yun's cheeks, which were suddenly solemn.
It is undeniable that Grandpa's current state inexplicably makes Man Yun scared in his heart, and he doesn't dare to say a bunch of words, so he just straightens up silently.
Xiao Hong's hand quietly touched her side. Forcefully held Man Yun's hand hanging at his side in the palm of his hand.
Man Yun felt the rudeness of his fiancΓ© in front of the old man, but he didn't want to break away. It is undeniable that the warmth coming from the palm of her hand can make her feel that the gloomy and desolate atmosphere in the room will be much lighter.
"You want to take the kind of medicine that can make people forget the past, it seems that you didn't tell Xiaoliu. But I told him! Zhou Xian grinned, and his cloudy old eyes actually squeezed his eyes at Man Yun narrowly,
"Grandpa!" , The soft little hand seemed to bear a greater grip, and a trace of embarrassment passed over Man Yun's face.
"No pain, no pain, no people! When the old man first heard you say that there will be this kind of medicine in the world, he also thought that it would be good if he could use it for himself in the early years, but if he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure it out. β
Zhou Xian waved his hand to stop Man Yun's urgent persuasion and said, "Sister Yun." If you want to help your fifth sister, I won't stop you. But just a few more wordy words with you, one thing in the world is not a medicine can be decided, you can help her forget this injury, but if she meets Zhang Wei Li Wei again, you can't help her for the rest of her life. Besides, like the stupid thing you did this time to postpone the marriage date, Grandpa only allows you to do this once, but everyone is based on the destiny of heaven. You don't have to treat yourself badly in order to help others. β
Man Yun's body paused, and his mouth whispered as low as a gnat.
Zhou Xian spread his palms in front of Man Yun and laughed sarcastically: "The old man is selfish! And the five fingers are not ordinary, and the old man is naturally eccentric. β
The palm of his hand turned into a virtual point on Man Yun. Zhou Xiancai instructed Xiao Hong with a slight smile: "This girl in my family is a fool, you have to marry her, but also be more tolerant." β
Xiao Hong nodded heavily. Man Yun, who was commented on the silly girl, only knelt more dumbfounded, tears rolling in his eyes. Grandpa was like a last word, tugging at her heart. Extremely uneasy.
Obviously, Mrs. Zhou also saw the momentum of her granddaughter's rain again, but laughed loudly and said, "Don't bother me with the pestle." For the rescheduling, I will write a handwritten letter to Xiao Shizi in the evening, and tomorrow it will be sent by Man Yun in person, and I will wait for a reply there and come back. β
The little one hesitated and kowtowed to retire, and the old man laughed and boomed, but swept away the dullness of the room just now.
His hand has been held by Xiao Hong and left the Cultivation Heart Hall, and Man Yun, who has looked back again and again, is still a little depressed.
Xiao Hong sighed softly, took her in his arms, and gently lifted Man Yun's chin with his outstretched other hand.
"Get out! It's in my house! After the action of not making a face, turning his head, shaking his hand, and doing it in one go, Man Yun, who was still angry, glared, and regained a little momentum......
Sending Xiao Hong away, Man Yun, who really wanted to go back to the Cultivation Heart Hall alone to talk to Grandpa, didn't have the slightest chance to wait until it was dark.
Zhou Xian first detained his children and grandchildren in batches to lecture him, and then asked Gui'an to come out and tell Man Yun to write a letter quietly and not disturb.
Early the next morning, without waiting for Man Yun to ask the old man for peace, a bulging letter was sent by Zhou Gui'an to Zangxiu Tower.
"Grandpa doesn't know how to cherish his body......", Man Yun took the heavy letter with a red nose, pinched it in his hand and found that there should be a booklet in addition to the letter. It's just that the seal of the letter is sealed with red paint, and Zhou Xian's fingerprints are impressively printed.
"Sixth sister, send a letter. Don't even think about peeking! Zhou Gui'an smiled, his eyes caught in wrinkles were almost invisible.
"I'm not going to do the villain's thing!" , Zhou Manyun whispered.
Because he wanted to zaijian Xiao Ze, knowing that this Xiao Shizi was poor and exquisite, Man Yun honestly handed himself over to Qingying to fiddle with, trying his best to be a messenger who made people not rush.
Before going out to get into the car, Man Yun still inquired about the situation in the Cultivating Heart Hall, and when he knew that Zhou Xian had called Zhou Bai, the second uncle who had lived directly in the Cultivating Heart Hall for the past two days, to speak, his heart inevitably chuckled with the axle that started.
Zhou Manyin had an accident in Huanxiang Courtyard, so after that day, Huanxiang Courtyard was locked up again, but the Liu family, who presided over the feed, found a place to place the birds raised by Zhou Bai.
On the day of Manyin's accident, Zhou Bai beat his chest and cried, admitting in front of Zhou Xian that he had mistaken the high-dimensional villain, and he was deceived by him even if he was taking care of his relatives. Later, Zhou Bai, who realized that he had done something wrong unintentionally, lived in a small room in Gengxin Hall very honestly these days, and closed his door unless Zhou Xian summoned him, and he followed his father for three meals a day, distributing rice and vegetables, serving tea and pouring water, and was extremely filial.
Zhou Xian, who was in the Cultivating Heart Hall, also paid attention to his granddaughter's competence as a messenger, and nodded slowly after listening to Zhou Gui'an's ear report.
"Old expensive! Change the pot of silver frost charcoal, and you can go and rest! Zhou Xiancai, who was sitting at the head of the bed, was wearing the clothes he was wearing on his body, turned his face to his second son Zhou Bai, who was standing respectfully at the end of the bed, and pointed to the refreshments on the small table next to the bed and said, "Jing Xuan, don't stand and talk, and sit down with some snacks." β
Zhou Baiwei agreed, bowed and sat down next to the bed, binding his hands and not squinting.
Zhou Xian looked at a few dazzling snacks with a smile in his eyes, and said: "Liu's filial piety, I know that my old man has a bad mouth and can't use too much food, so he will send someone to buy all kinds of fresh pastries and send them every morning." Don't say it, although the hundred-year-old name of the Mu family in the north of the city is small, the osmanthus white cake is still authentic to his family. β
"Father wants to use it?" , Zhou Bai hurriedly picked up a piece of white cake and put it on Zhou Xian's mouth.
Zhou Xian took his son's hand, took a bite of the snack, and smiled at Zhou Bai, and Zhou Bai immediately smiled and looked at his father.
Looking at the harmony of the father and son, the old servant Zhou Gui'an entered the door and lightly changed the charcoal basin, walked to the door and paused for a moment, and then tiptoed out, and an old hand full of wrinkles firmly tightened the door.
As Zhou Xian said to himself, he has a bad appetite now, and he has always eaten a small piece of the white cake he has always used, and only took a bite of the second piece, then shook his head at his son, and leaned on the head of the bed very tiredly and half-closed his eyes.
Zhou Bai sat back in the chair with a smile on his face, and threw half of the cake that was still stained with his father's saliva into his mouth.
"Zhou Bai! Don't you think what I've eaten is dirty? Zhou Xian, who suddenly opened his eyes again, had a bit of coldness in his tone.
"What did my father say about this? My son's flesh and blood were given by my father, so how could I be suspicious? Zhou Bai immediately turned his face and smiled.
"In the past few days, you don't eat like eating, you don't drink like drinking, you keep picking up the old man's saliva, are you afraid that I will poison you?" (To be continued......)