At night, he held an umbrella and took Ai Qiaoqiao back to the old house.

The autumn rain continued, knocking on the window lattice, Ai Qiaoqiao was soaked with rain and shivered.

"Listen to the wind, you go and boil some soup to ward off the cold." The night is gone, and he tells him to listen to the wind.

Listening to the wind happily, the two of them turned around and ran out.

Ai Qiaoqiao took out Zhong's letter and was worried.

She was not familiar with Zhong's maiden family, and even if the address was written on the letter, it would take some trouble to get the letter delivered.

Ye Liyan glanced at the letter, "If you can trust me, you might as well give it to me." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao handed over the letter without hesitation.

Seeing her so happy and leaving at night, she was a little stunned for a while.

"You just believe me?"

Ai Qiaoqiao smiled, "Of course I believe you the most." ”

He saved her life twice, and helped her so much, she knew very well in her heart that the kindness of Ye Lidi to her was different from others.

He never wanted to get anything in return from her, although he deliberately put on the shelf of a miracle doctor and asked her for 6,000 gold for the consultation, in fact, he didn't care about the money at all.

The next day after the night left, he asked Tingfeng to return to Huai'an City with the letter and arranged for someone to deliver the letter.

Ai Qiaoqiao made an appointment with Zhang Wu and went to the field together.

Last night, it rained overnight, and a lot of fresh mushrooms came out of the mountains, and in addition to them, many children from the village rushed up to the mountains early in the morning to pick up mushrooms.

The two of them carried the basket on their backs, and while talking, they walked up the mountain.

"My father said, it's autumn soon, and the land of our two families should be planted together." The mountain road was muddy, and Zhang Wu opened the way in front, holding a cane made of sticks and branches in one hand and Ai Qiaoqiao in the other.

"I'll have to trouble your father about farming, I don't know much about it." Ai Qiaoqiao climbed a high slope with Zhang Wu's hand.

"If it weren't for my father's injury, he would have wanted to come over and take a look at the field, don't you know, now he is more anxious than me, and he thinks every day that he has the land, and his life will be better in the future."

Ai Qiaoqiao smiled.

This kind of thought, she can empathize with more than anyone else.

Who has it is better to have it, Zhang Wu and his family have been pressed by loan sharks for so many years, and now they finally have a chance to turn over, can his father not be excited!

Seeing that the days are rushing again, he must have been unable to sleep all night.

"My father said that this year we will live in the cave first, and when he goes to get some wood next year, we will build a house closer to you, so that I can come and help you work."

Zhang Wu is very practical and thinks simply.

Ai Qiaoqiao didn't think about anything else when she heard it.

Zhang Wu found a large piece of mushroom and squatted down to pick it up.

"By the way, I heard strange noises last night." Ai Qiaoqiao remembered the "woo" sound she heard when she came back last night, "Yegongzi said it was the wind." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Wu's face changed.

"Qiaoqiao, there are some things I didn't want to say, I'm afraid I'll frighten you......"

"What?"

"It's about the old mansion you live in." Zhang Wu looked left and right in horror, and said in a low voice: "The reason why that old mansion has been empty for so long is that I heard from the old people in the village that the ghosts of the ancestors of the Ai family live there. ”

Ai Qiaoqiao was frightened by Zhang Wu's nervous appearance, but she was quite calm, "Don't make trouble, my father said, there are no ghosts in this world." ”

"I'm not lying, I've heard that weird sound with my own ears."

"Nightboy said it was the wind."

"There are other voices that you haven't heard." Zhang Wu said nervously, "Every fifteenth full moon, there will be a yin wind blowing in the house, when I was a child, I once went to the house at night because of a bet with a few partners, obviously the doors and windows are closed, but there is a yin wind blowing in the house......"

Ai Qiaoqiao shuddered.

"But you don't need to be afraid, the Night Doctor lives with you now, he is a nobleman, those ghosts should not dare to trouble him."

Even if Ai Qiaoqiao believed that there were no ghosts in this world at all, he was still frightened by Zhang Wu's call.

So much so that when I returned to the old house at night, I was suspicious and looked around.

Ye Lixian noticed that she had picked up a basket of mushrooms and came back to look through them.

"Won't it be poisonous?" Ye Liyan picked up a mushroom and asked Ai Qiaoqiao.

"No, Zhang Wu and I only pick the mushrooms we know, and we don't even touch them if we can't name them." Ai Qiaoqiao said confidently, "I'll make mushroom soup for you to drink at night." ”

Ye Liyan nodded, but his left hand covered the wrist of his right hand when he turned around, and his slender eyebrows frowned slightly.

Ai Qiaoqiao suddenly remembered that the old man often said that it was cloudy and rainy, and people with old injuries on their bodies would be particularly uncomfortable, and the wrist of the night had not healed, although the left hand had recovered some, but every time I saw him holding tea and chopsticks, he used his left hand.

I guess I can't use my right hand at all.

Ai Qiaoqiao couldn't help but blame herself a little, if it weren't for her, Ye Liyan wouldn't have been injured like this, not only did he not blame her, but he also saved her three times and twice.

Ai Qiaoqiao thought to herself, and subconsciously reached out to grab Ye Li's wrist.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, before she could touch the bracer on Ye Li's hand, his wrist was clamped by him.

Ai Qiaoqiao was startled.

Ye Liyan looked down at her, with a trace of doubt and uneasiness in the depths of his deep eyes, as if he wanted to peek into her heart, and as if he wanted to hide his own emotions.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Lixian asked.

"I want to see the old wound on Childe's wrist." Ai Qiaoqiao said bluntly, "It rained in autumn last night, and no one has lived in the old house for a long time, and the east house over there may be a little cold, if only there was a charcoal basin, burning a few can also drive away the cold." ”

Night Death slowly let go of her.

"No need, you can just bring more hot soup in the evening."

Ai Qiaoqiao noticed the change in Ye Li's tone, which was still gentle and elegant before, but now it became cold, making people feel unapproachable.

And there was a faint disgust in his gaze.

Somewhere in Ai Qiaoqiao's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Yes, how did she forget, Ye Liyan and her are basically people from two different worlds, even if he is close to him, he is still a "nobleman" after all, with his own pride, she is nosy.

Ai Qiaoqiao lowered her head in embarrassment and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry." Then he took the basket and fled into the kitchen.

Listening to the rain standing not far away and watching, he bared his teeth in a hurry.

It wasn't until Ai Qiaoqiao left that he dared to lean over, and said in a low voice: "Childe, Miss Qiaoqiao is also very kind." ”

Ye Liyan lowered his eyes and looked at his wrist, and was silent for a while.

Listening to the rain following him, he didn't dare to say anything with a full stomach, so he could only peek at his son-in-law's face.

The night left and returned to the house.

The room seemed a little deserted, and Ye Liyu went to the couch, and Tingyu sensibly brought over a blanket and covered Ye Li's legs.

"Childe, it's been a few days since you stopped taking the medicine." Tingyu said tentatively, "Although Shopkeeper Xu hasn't picked up the new medicine yet, you can't keep the old medicine unused." ”

After listening to the rain for a while, he saw that his son-in-law closed his eyes, obviously not liking to listen.

Listening to the rain, he hesitated for a moment, and quietly led the door and retreated.

Under the blanket, Ye Liyan's hands were clenched into fists, but no matter how hard his right hand was, he couldn't use half of his previous strength.

This hand is still useless.

There was a bitterness between the pursed lips that only he could taste.

If others knew that the three-shot life-saving miracle doctor was only half a waste now, I don't know how they would feel.

Qiaoqiao...... What do you think?