"Senior sister, don't cry, I really didn't mean to......" Zheng Qiu persuaded for a long time, and finally asked Senior Sister to stop her tears. He helped the senior sister back to the bed, took the porridge bowl and handed it to the senior sister.

"Senior sister, drink porridge. But the senior sister glanced at the porridge bowl and twisted her head to the side.

"Senior sister, if you don't eat, your body won't be able to hold on. The senior sister ignored him.

"Senior sister, are you not hungry and don't want to eat now?" Senior Sister still ignored him.

Zheng Qiu scratched his head and put the bowl on the bedside table: "Is the porridge cold, then I'll put this bowl here first, and I'll go and serve a hot bowl right away." ”

After Zheng Qiu left, the senior sister looked at the porridge bowl, her nose was a little sour, she waved her hand and wanted to sweep the bowl to the ground, but her hand stopped when she reached the bowl. After hesitating for a long time, she raised her sleeve and wiped her eyes, and the senior sister finally picked up the bowl.

"Senior sister, the hot porridge is here!" Zheng Qiu entered the house with the porridge bowl and found that the senior sister had already drunk the porridge.

"Hehe, I knew that Senior Sister wasn't hungry just now. Then I also put this bowl, senior sister, if you are not full, you can eat another bowl. After that, Zheng Qiu cleaned up the empty bowl and went out as soon as he smoked.

However, since eating this porridge, the senior sister has never spoken again. Whether it was facing Zheng Qiu, Zheng Qiu's mother, or the master, the senior sister kept her mouth tightly closed and refused to spit out a word.

Zheng Qiu's mother said that only when she changed the dressing, she would snort a few times because of the pain. Zheng Qiu asked the master what to do, and the master told him that the senior sister was a heart disease, and the heart disease could only be treated with heart medicine, and the master didn't know what the specific heart medicine was.

In the past few days, Zheng Qiu's father brought back a chair from the carpenter's shop, and there were four wheels with iron hoops on the chair, two small in the front and two large in the back. Father said that this was called a wheelchair, and he took the time to make it himself, and asked Zheng Qiu to send it to the senior sister.

Zheng Qiu pushed the wheelchair to the bed: "Senior sister, this is the wheelchair made by my father, is this okay?"

The senior sister looked at the wheelchair, her nose was sore, and the tears in her eyes kept pouring out, she quickly closed her eyes and didn't turn her head away.

Seeing that the senior sister was so sad, Zheng Qiu was also very sad in his heart, as if he had blocked a big stone. But what if you don't use a wheelchair, the senior sister can't stay in bed for the rest of her life.

"Senior sister, you, don't be like this. You see, with this wheelchair, I can push you wherever you want, you just have to sit. Senior sister, really, not only me, but also my family can help you push a wheelchair......"

As he spoke, Zheng Qiu's voice became lower and lower, and by the end, he himself was about to cry. Rubbing his nose, Zheng Qiu, who couldn't speak, pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the bed, lowered his head and left the room silently.

"What can I do? That's not enough. At noon the next day, Zheng Qiu's mother and the master were talking outside the kitchen. Zheng Qiu's mother pinched a piece of paper, looking left and right with a sad face.

"Brother and sister, don't worry, there must be a way. ”

"How can I not be in a hurry, the carpenter shop is so busy, I can't let my child's father work more. Now even if the eldest son earns from burning bricks, it is not enough for this medicine. ”

"Don't worry, don't worry. The master kept scratching his head while persuading, and a lot of white hair was pulled off. In the past, he had never worried about this kind of thing in the mountains, but now a penny is difficult to beat a hero, and he really has no experience in this area.

"I can help too!" Zheng Qiu's voice suddenly sounded behind the master.

"Good apprentice, when did you come here?"

"I'll come to the kitchen to bring lunch to Senior Sister. Zheng Qiu patted his chest, "Mother, master, I can also go and earn money." ”

"Son, you are still too young, don't get involved in this matter. ”

"I'm not young, I'll be ten years old after the New Year. Big brother can make money, and so can I. ”

The master smiled: "You are so small, what can you do?"

Zheng Qiu tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied, "I can go to the restaurant in the town to serve dishes, don't I also serve food to Senior Sister every day?"

Mother nodded: "This is a solution, your eldest brother seems to know a restaurant shopkeeper, I asked him to ask." ”

Zheng Qiu thought for a while and then said, "Mother, wasn't your skill in weaving clothes very good before, and you made your eldest brother's winter clothes." ”

Mother's eyes lit up: "Yes, this is also a way." ”

She touched her son's head and turned to the master and said, "Brother Zheng, what my son said is right, I can knit clothes, but I buy fabrics and sell clothes......"

The master waved his hand to interrupt her: "Don't say it, it's on the eldest brother, it's no problem to buy and sell things, the eldest brother will." ”

After discussing a solution, his mother brought out the food and handed it to Zheng Qiu, asking him to send it quickly.

"Senior sister, it's time to eat!" Zheng Qiu walked into the room and found that Senior Sister was actually sitting in a wheelchair.

He put the food on the table and asked, "Senior sister, are you in a wheelchair by yourself?"

"Medicine Boy. The senior sister suddenly spoke, startling Zheng Qiu, his body shook, and he almost knocked over the dishes.

"Senior sister, you're finally willing to speak!"

"Medicine Boy, what's your name?"

"Senior sister, my name is Zheng Qiu, the name given by the master. ”

"Zheng Qiu, Zheng Qiu," Senior Sister sighed, "Don't call me Senior Sister, call me Yunyou, there is no Senior Sister anymore." ”

"Master ......" Seeing that the senior sister shook her head, Zheng Qiu hurriedly changed her words, "Sister Yun, Sister Yunyou." Sister Yunyou, let's eat. Zheng Qiu pushed the wheelchair to the table and stuffed the dishes and chopsticks into Yun You's hand: "Sister Yun You, eat quickly, it's not delicious if it's cold." ”

Yun You nodded slightly, took the chopsticks and sent two mouthfuls of rice to her mouth. didn't eat much, she sighed again: "Zheng Qiu, I'm dragging you down." ”

"Dragging? No, no, how can it be dragged down. Zheng Qiu shook his head vigorously.

"You guys are trying to make money so that I can change the medicine, and now you are all ......"

"Sister Yunyou, do you know?" Zheng Qiu looked down at the wheelchair and suddenly thought, "Sister Yunyou, you just went out of the house." ”

Seeing her nodding, Zheng Qiu patted her chest and said, "Sister Yunyou, you are my sister now, your family." You can rest assured that the problem of drug costs will be solved, and you will never be left alone. ”

Hearing this, Yun You lowered her head and stared at the bowl, and after a while, she sniffed, raised her hand and wiped her eyes: "Zheng Qiu, thank you, thank you." ”

After lunch, Yun You asked Zheng Qiu to push her to the river, raised her head and looked upstream, and all that came into her eyes was the continuous green mountains.

After looking at it like this for a long time, Yun You said, "Zheng Qiu, bring that tattered clothes." ”

Zheng Qiu went back to the house to get his clothes and handed them to Yun You. Yun You picked up the clothes, and gently stroked every strand of patterns and every strand of brocade with her hand.

"You are the youngest Qi Condensation Realm in the sect, and you are also the disciple with the greatest potential in the sect. ”

"Have you forgotten what I said, go quickly, it'll be too late if you don't leave. ”

"Yunyou, let's go. Don't forget what I gave you. ”

She closed her eyes, tears sliding down her cheeks, and the hand that clenched her clothes waved it vigorously into the distance.

The broken white clothes, the red skirts, like the colorful broken wings of butterflies, floated into the river.

"Zheng Qiu, go back. ”