Chapter 44: I Hurt
Just - did you dream of him?
Lang Yiyan rubbed her long hair, "silly girl"
It seems that it is because the ghost of the Zhuo family in the ancestral hall has frightened everyone, and the village has been quiet these days.
The village chief had a nightmare that night.
When I woke up the next day, I asked my mother-in-law for ten taels of subsidies to go back to Zhuo's house. It's a pity that the silver was taken by Rong to buy a bracelet, and only four taels were left, and he hurriedly sent it over.
I'm really afraid that Zhuo Yuanxiu will take him down.
Husheng was sitting on a small pestle to wash red ~ potatoes, and in the room, the woman let out a dull coughing sound, which was longer than the last.
The huge courtyard is deserted, and it is alone on the mountainside, which looks a little eerie.
"Husheng, is your mother at home?"
Husheng thought it was last night, but the village elder came to the house to complain, his little face was solemn, and his eyebrows were raised, "Not here." β
Old man Yang entered the door with a smile, "I heard the cough." β
"I ......"
"Husheng, who's coming?" In the room, Li climbed up with the bed, straightened his hair a little and walked out of the room, "Village chief? β
"Yes, Zhuo family lady, are you getting better?"
"Ahem... Thank you a lot. Cough... Ahem, but, Husheng is in trouble again? β
Hu Sheng stood up straight in fear and stared at Village Chief Yang.
The corners of the latter's lips twitched, "No, no, I came today to give money to your mother and son, and your husband's death has been compensated." β
Li Shi was surprised for a moment, and quickly regained his composure.
It's been almost five years since my husband died, and this is the first time I've heard of a subsidy.
Although she had heard before that there would be a subsidy for dying in the army, she had never received it, and thought it was not.
Thinking of her husband who died young, Lee's eyes were full of tears.
"Thank you village chief," Li said gratefully, pulling Husheng to bow to Old Man Yang.
"You're welcome, from the same village. It is also natural to help you, and this is four taels of silver, and the above was originally only given three taels. I thought that Husheng was usually well-behaved and cute, so I cheekily asked for one or two more. In the future, four taels of silver per month. You mothers and sons can also improve their lives, don't let Husheng always go to other people's fields to dig red ~ potatoes. Husheng's small body trembled, looked up at his mother, and sure enough, there was a hint of anger on her calm face.
It's just that someone is here, so it doesn't show it.
"I... Ahem, it's all my uselessness and failure to take good care of the child. I'm sorry for the trouble. Thank you to the village elder for a special trip, I can't repay it, let Husheng help you run more errands in the future. For the sake of my husband's face, let him also go to the school to listen together. Please. Li looked at his son on the side, who was almost six years old. If his father was still here, he would have given him martial arts and literacy a long time ago.
She is not in good health, and she has not been awake every day, Husheng's studies are really a major event in her heart.
"This ......" the village chief hesitated, "The private school in the village is all gentlemen who have paid the money and invited together, and I won't tell you that Lin Gui is going to Qiuyu." It's a big expense to find a new one all of a sudden. I asked Husheng to observe, but I was afraid that others would not agree. Second, Husheng is almost six years old, and he has not yet been enlightened, and he can't keep up with the progress. Girl, look... This. β
Li sighed dejectedly, tears dripping down his collar.
Husheng didn't want his mother to be sad, so he hesitated for a moment and plucked up the courage to stand up, "I, I will recite the "Three Character Classic". β
"You haven't been to school for a day, how can you recite the "Three Character Classic"" Village Chief Yang frowned and smiled angrily.
"At the beginning of people, nature is good, sex is similar, and Xi is far away......"
The little guy read the words in a round tone, with the back of his hand behind his back and the head of the Tao continued to explain: "When people are just born, their nature itself is good. The natures are also similar, but the acquired environment and education are different, and each other's habits are very different. The village chief and grandfather didn't give me a chance, so how do I know that I must not be able to keep up with others? β
Rao is Li was also frightened by his own son, Husheng has always been well-behaved and honest, and she has not taught him anything.
How did he learn this "Three Character Classic"?
Village Chief Yang was surprised, thinking about last night's dream, and suddenly felt a chill behind his back, "Okay, okay, let your Husheng go to the school, but you have to pay it yourself." β
Li Shi was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled Husheng to bow to him, "Husheng, don't hurry up and thank the village chief and grandpa!" β
"Thank you, village chief"
"I'll give you the money, Husheng can go to school tomorrow. I'll take my leave if it's okay. β
"I'll let Husheng send you"
"No more"
Li watched the village chief walk away and clenched the silver in his hand. The death of Yuan Xiu, was it exchanged for these four taels of thin silver?
"Husheng, who taught you the "Three Character Classic"?"
The latter knew that his mother did not like to associate with outsiders, but in his heart, the master was not an outsider. It's the fairy sister from last time. β
"Hmm"
Li Shi recalled Xie Yuqi and was in a trance.
I just feel a little familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it?
She is very good to Husheng, more thoughtful and careful than her own mother, "Husheng"
"Mother, don't be angry, okay. I promise to work obediently in the future. β
"I'll cook at home another day, and your sister will come to the house for dinner." Li gently touched his little head and looked at the familiar eyes with a happy smile. Li's nose was sour, and he missed his deceased husband more and more.
Husheng nodded happily and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
Did his mother allow him to find a master?
The sky was dark, and the autumn rain in the morning suddenly became cool. The thatch on the eaves was washed by the rain, and the sound of dripping fell on the floor.
In the yard, the little chicks who have grown up are looking for food all over the ground.
The locust flowers have bloomed, and only one golden leaf remains, which have been swept away by the autumn wind, gracefully falling into the pond like a butterfly.
Xie Yuqi spread his arms and enjoyed the cool wind blowing through his cheeks.
"Lang Yiyan, come out and take a look. Chicks are fighting."
"Huh? Who won? β
"No, what if I bite to death? At present, there are only three chickens, so there are few. After Xie Yuqi finished speaking, he remembered something again and slapped his thigh, "I know why they are fighting." β
The corner of someone's lips twitched, "You still know the language of beasts?" β
"You think, one mountain can't tolerate two tigers, unless there is one male and one female. Our chickens are two males and one female, so this is a battle of dignity and jealousy. β
Lang Yiyan "......"
"Why don't you speak?"
"Well, what you just said makes a lot of sense!"
Xie Yuqi felt that he was perfunctory to himself, and turned into the house dissatisfied. On the bed, Lang Yiyan sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating. His cold face was lined with thin clothes, and it seemed that the temperature in the room was a little lower.
"What's wrong with you?"
"It doesn't matter"
"No, you don't look good." Xie Yuqi buckled his hand worriedly, only to find that his palm was so hot. It was as if he had hidden a stove, but when he touched his body, it was cold.
"What's going on? Sick? β
Lang Yiyan met her worried eyes and smiled gently, "It's okay, it's just that it's been cold recently." It's just a little tired. β
"You wait" I saw her turn around and walk to the other end of the room, the red wooden box slowly opened, and Xie Yuqi found a golden hairpin. This hairpin was originally a pair, and I pawned one last time.
This one was originally intended to be kept for later use in the future.
But......
"Xie Yuqi, what are you doing with that?"
"I'll go take it as a treat, and I'll buy you some silver charcoal and come back. You wait for me wrapped in a quilt, and I'll be back soon. Xie Yuqi smiled sweetly at him, hid the hairpin around his waist and turned around to go out.
A big hand grabbed her clothes and took the person back into his arms.
Xie Yuqi's back was pressed against his chest, and a biting cold made her shudder.
"Don't go, that's your only clue." Lang Yiyan can't say how he feels at the moment, he has never been short of money, he has experienced a life of poverty for the first time, silver silk charcoal? What was originally disdainful, was it worth her to exchange for a hairpin?
Lang Yiyan, Lang Yiyan, how did you get mixed up to the point of letting your woman be wronged!
Xie Yuqi knew that he was machismo, his face was serious, and a gentle kiss fell on his lips, "You are more important than getting up." I just don't know if I survived? But then it's winter, your body..."
"I'm fine, but I suffered a little cold two days ago, and I'm worried. I'm sorry. Lang Yiyan clasped the back of her head and pressed it to her heart.
This is the closest thing to her.
Poof
Poof
Beat for her!
"Lang Yiyan, what's wrong with you? Can you tell me about it? Xie Yuqi turned around and hugged his waist, warming him with his own body. Pulled over the quilt on the side, visibly warmer.
"I was conspired against by a traitor, and not only was my face disfigured, but I was also poisoned by the cold. Originally, I had already suppressed it with internal force, and it would not attack for half a year. But the last time I was cold, so I gave rise to cold poison. The more I pressed with internal force, the more I rebounded. So, backfired. β
He spoke slowly, and his tone was calm and light.
Xie Yuqi remembered the scene of the first time he saw him, the dirty slave market, locked in a cold iron cage, and the human dignity of being sold for a price. Lang Yiyan is such a proud person, and when he falls to such a point, he must have experienced a dark past.
The tender white fingers touched his wound, and Xie Yuqi felt like there were ten thousand ants in her heart for a while.
"Does it hurt every day?"
"No, it's just the first day of the new year. Don't worry, I'll just hold on. Lang Yiyan hugged her tightly and rested his head on Xie Yuyi's shoulder.
How could he tell her that it was caused by an internal injury sustained at a stop with Onichi.
"I'll make you some ginger soup, you let go"
"Don't go" He was like a naΓ―ve child trying to grasp his beloved toy, and his big hands tightly buckled Xie Yuqi in his arms. The seamless cling, and you can feel the cold on your body more and more.
Xie Yumi's stomach hurt a little, and he took a deep breath. He had already fallen asleep, and the sweat in his hair began to form white ice slag. The lips were as white as clear, and it seemed that cyan blood vessels could be seen.
Half of his face, which had been ruined, was bruised, and the bulging skin made him look even more hideous.
His forehead was very hot, and if he didn't deal with it, he would burn into a fool even if he survived.
Xie Yuqi bit his lip, feeling distressed.
Lang Yiyan's breath sprayed softly in her ears, and she whispered, indistinctly, "Child... I, I only have you. β
"Fool, I will always be your wife, you forgot, your deed of sale is still with me!"
That's right, the Spatial Spiritual Spring.