Half a month later, Shen Fu returned from the dust, Chen Yun waited for him to freshen up with joy, and then talked to him. (District 8)

It turned out that the homework in the past six months was tight, and Shen Fu withstood the pressure, sitting in the shade during the day and the lamp at night, almost consolidating what he had learned in the past two years.

Chen Yun heard him say so pitiful, and became more and more distressed, while speaking softly, and on the other hand, he was very considerate to him.

In this way, seven or eight days have passed, and Shen Fu is at ease every day, either reading, writing, painting, or serving flowers.

Chen Yun sometimes can't look past it, and he is disgusted that he is a wine bag and rice bag, and he will take out what Chen Yun said before and use it as an excuse to be lazy.

Chen Yun had nothing to do, and An Qichun was pregnant for six months, Shen Jiajun was sick and confused, and the two collided together, she ran between the two places every day, so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, she really didn't have the heart to argue with Shen Fu, so she had to let it go and follow his wishes.

Now it is said that Shen Jiajun's disease originated from congenital insufficiency, and it was not until he was thirteen or fourteen years old that the clues appeared, and then it was good and sometimes bad.

When Mrs. Shen was alive, she spent a lot of money to invite a Chinese doctor to enter the house for diagnosis and treatment. The Chinese doctor took the pulse and diagnosed it as a disease of heart and kidney loss, saying: The heart is the main blood, the god is hidden, the kidney is the main will, and the essence is hidden, and once the heart and kidney are not connected, the essence is not angry, the qi is not angry, the spirit is not angry, and the spirit is not serving.

When Shen's mother heard this, she was so frightened that she couldn't sit and lie down for several days, and hurriedly begged the holy hand of the national doctor to prescribe a prescription.

The holy hand of the national doctor did not dare to take the tiger and wolf medicine, but only slowly drew it, leaving a prescription for nourishing qi and replenishing essence, and told Shen's mother to take care of it carefully.

Shen's mother loved her son and completely complied with the doctor's instructions, and took care of Shen Jiajun for two years, and finally saw the dawn of recovery.

I don't want Shen Jiajun to reach the age of sixteen, I can't bear the loneliness in the house, I secretly pastime a few times, and I am guilty of fatigue again: I don't dream and forget, and I don't stop leaking.

At the beginning, Shen Jiajun didn't dare to make a noise, he just blindly concealed it, and he didn't want to spend a few months, his heart and kidneys did not communicate, the fire was weak, his heart was burning and he was taking advantage of the gold, and the sky was suddenly itching, he couldn't cough up or swallow, and his throat was like a broken floc and sticky plug, which turned into a cough.

Shen's mother realized that she hurriedly sent someone to invite the holy hand of the national doctor into the house.

The national doctor took the pulse back and found the key at once, but it was not easy to explain it to his face, so he only told Shen's mother the truth in private. 【！ … iChi Literature #... Better, newer, faster]

As soon as Shen's mother heard that her son had physiological needs, she thought that he was also of age, so she asked the matchmaker to talk about relatives everywhere and found Mrs. Zhou in the boudoir.

After a lot of twists and turns, the marriage was finally promoted, and Shen's mother listened to the explanation of the holy hand of the national doctor, and prepared the Gui Spleen Pill and the Heart Nourishing Pill for Shen Jiajun to take.

Shen Jiajun was the first to be obedient and took the medicine honestly, but he couldn't stand the fact that there were people in the house, and after a few greedy pleasures, the original weakness reappeared.

After being so good for a while, for a while, there was no big difference, at most he was sick and rested for a few days, and then returned to normal, so that Shen's mother thought that Shen Jiajun was suffering from a disease of wealth and nobility and couldn't be tired more, so he was never allowed to worry about it.

Unexpectedly, in the spring of last year, Mrs. Zhou's design of Aunt Gu shook out, and Shen Jiajun was so angry that he attacked

The heart, liver and gallbladder are moving, and the weakness in the bottom is turned out again, and since then it has lingered on the sickbed, coughing frequently, and then coughing for a long time, the qi is not contained in the dantian, and the real water cannot control the fire.

Seeing that this disease was menacing, Shen's mother was worried for several days, and invited several doctors into the house in a row to delay the doctor and ask for medicine.

Although these doctors are not as skilled as the original Chinese doctor, they can bring one out at random, and they are also well-known local figures.

Several doctors took the pulse and noticed that Shen Jiajun's foundation was empty and he lacked skills to return to the sky, so they had to treat it in a roundabout way, and they all prescribed some prescriptions to clear gold and protect the lungs, calm the liver and slow the fire, cultivate the soil and adjust the middle, and nourish the yin and kidneys, in order to calm the float, calm the chaos, moisten the dryness, stagnation, and replenish the deficiency.

can be terminally ill, where is the medicine stone can be cured?

Shen Jiajun has been lying on the hospital bed for more than a year, tired and boneless, forgetful and worried, and has added many minor symptoms one after another.

Shen's mother had already seen the clue, but she just endured it and didn't say anything, not wanting a heavy rain in June, so Shen Jiajun drove the crane west.

When she first heard the news, Shen's mother was stunned, and then reacted for a long time before she stood up tremblingly, hurriedly rushed to Ziwei Zhai, and asked everyone: "What's wrong with Jun'er?" ”

The maid who was stopped saw that Shen's mother was abnormal, and her heart trembled, and replied: "Go back to the old lady, the eldest master has ascended to heaven!" ”

Shen's mother exclaimed in surprise, leaned back, and almost fell over.

Fortunately, Panyu had eyes, helped the old man, and then persuaded in a soft voice: "The old lady will mourn and change!" ”

When Shen's mother thought of Shen Jiajun's death, and since then the mother and son have been separated by yin and yang, she can't help but be grief-stricken, where can she listen to the persuasion of others? He just gritted his teeth, forced himself to cheer up, and then curled his five fingers into a fist and walked into the brightly lit room.

There were already many people in the room, and when Mrs. Zhou, Aunt Lin, and a group of maids and servants saw Shen's mother, they all stepped aside and leaned over to say goodbye: "Old lady! ”

Shen's mother was burned inside, and she didn't bother to pay attention to them at all, but she walked to the edge of the couch, looked at Shen Jiajun with a colorless face, and cried: "Jun'er, Jun'er, you open your eyes, how can you let the old white-haired person send the black-haired person?" ”

Mrs. Zhou and Aunt Lin stood next to them, trying to persuade but not daring to persuade them, and they were extremely embarrassed.

At this time, Shen Jiagong strode in, followed by Mrs. Wu and Chen, as well as Shen Heng and his wife, Shen Yi and his wife, and Shen Fu and his wife.

Shen Jiagong had already prepared before he came, and hurriedly walked to Shen's mother's side and persuaded: "Old lady, please mourn, eldest brother walks very peacefully!" ”

Mother Shen ignored it completely, just held Shen Jiajun's right hand, and cried: "Your eldest brother is so ruthless, his old body is so old, and he still makes me lose my son in old age?" ”

Shen Jiagong was sad when he heard this, but he didn't feel sad.

The three brothers, Shen Heng, Shen Yi, and Shen Fu, stood in front of the couch, and it was difficult to interject, so they could only lower their heads and hang their sad colors on their faces.

Mrs. Wu couldn't figure it out, so she quietly went over and took Mrs. Zhou's right hand and asked, "Why did the eldest brother walk silently."

？ ”

Mrs. Zhou burst into tears and said, "I don't know very well, in the past few months, Aunt Lin has been guarding the couch every step of the way!" ”

Aunt Lin heard it clearly, and hurriedly said with a crying voice: "Master, this disease is already at the end of the crossbow, and I have invited a few doctors in front of me, but those doctors all said that there is no cure, and they only prescribe some medicine to replenish deficiency and regulate qi." This time is very healthy, I don't want to be at night today, the lord suddenly lost his breath, I was scared half to death, quickly tried the lord's snort, there was no movement, I was afraid that I was mistaken, and I was busy touching the lord's forehead, and it was cold, so I dared to tell everywhere! ”

Mrs. Zhou thought about the love between husband and wife, and couldn't help but whimper.

Mrs. Wu didn't know how to persuade her, so she had to take half a step back, secretly glanced at Chen, and then fell silent.

Shen Jiagong's nature is strong, and seeing Shen's mother crying like a tearful person, he hurriedly went up and persuaded: "Old lady, people go to tea and cool, crying is useless, for today's plan, you should prepare to stop the bed, and then find someone who can write an obituary quickly to inform relatives and friends!" ”

"I'm an old widow who doesn't go out of the gate all year round, what do you want me to do?" Mother Shen's knife-like wrinkles were twisted together, and her expression was extremely abrupt, "You don't have to come and ask me about the old widow's idea, just discuss it with the third child!" ”

Shen Jiagong's face was full of embarrassment, and he said: "Right now, the eldest brother is already in the sky, and the third brother is not at home, why should he continue to delay?" ”

Chen listened carefully and said busily: "I have asked someone to inform the master, and the master should come home by tomorrow morning at the latest!" ”

Shen Jiagong snorted and said, "Rao is like this, I can't wait!" Tonight is going to stop the spirit, and later you have to prepare for relatives to come, and you have to arrange the mourning hall, send someone to buy a coffin outside, and you also have to find Yin and Yang students to choose a period to stop the spirit, you can talk about it, can you wait? ”

When Chen and the others heard this, they all hung their heads and were silent.

Mother Shen sighed and said, "Beside you, you call the shots first, as for this coffin, there is a piece of it in the mansion now, so you don't have to rush to buy it outside!" ”

Shen Jiagong understood when he heard it, and hurriedly stopped: "This can't be done, that piece of snow red sandalwood was originally bought by the old lady when he drove to the west, but now there is no such good goods outside, and if you buy it again, I'm afraid it will cost even more, not to mention, that piece of snow red sandalwood has been put in the old lady's courtyard for one or two decades, and it was rashly activated, lest it destroy the old lady's luck, so let's buy it separately!" ”

Mother Shen glanced at him and said, "What kind of good goods, I am willing to give it to your brothers, not to mention that it is Jiajun who is going, a child who has been so lovable since childhood, I will do everything I can, and I will also hold a vigorous funeral for him!" ”

Shen Jiagong saw that the old mother was crying sadly, and he didn't dare to talk much for a while, so he only went out to arrange for someone to set up a mourning hall, and sent someone to invite Yin Yang Sheng and the tea master to enter the house near Yinmaqiao. Choose to stop the spirit for 5735 days, and open the obituary after three days. On the 35th day, the monks of Hanshan Temple were invited to worship the 'Great Compassion Confession' in the hall, and the souls of the dead were exceeded, so as to seek the peace of the deceased.

Master Tea led a few apprentices, first greeted Shen Jiagong, and then followed into Ziwei Zhai, ready to

Shen Jiajun pretended.

Seeing that she was about to wrap up, Mrs. Wu quietly pulled Chen out and retreated, and Pan Cuilian, An Qichun, and Chen Yun also came out.

Mother Shen insisted on taking one last look, the pestle was reluctant to go out in the house, and Mrs. Zhou and Aunt Lin did not need to be taboo, as a matter of course, they were by their side.

This tea master is about fifty years old, because he has been engaged in the funeral industry for many years, even if he is facing a dead person at this time, he is still calm.

At that moment, he instructed a few apprentices to winch Shen Jiajun's face and comb his hair, and when he corrected his appearance, he paved a white picture and painted Shen Jiajun with ink.

(End of chapter)