"Uncle, aunt, what's wrong with you? Did the uncle say something? Duohua asked nervously, holding the arm of the little cousin unconsciously tightened, I am afraid that the uncle wrote something not very good on the letter to make the aunt sad.

Guo Mianmian quickly put away the sorrow on his face, and forced a smile: "No, your uncle wrote to say that he was very busy and couldn't come back for the New Year, so we don't have to wait for him." ”

After listening to it more, the little adult breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tone became disillusioned again: "I'm still waiting for the uncle to return to bring me beautiful hair tweeds, but the uncle won't return for the New Year." ”

After that, she looked at her little cousin, sighed and said, "When the uncle returns, Tang Yuan'er shouldn't understand the uncle." ”

"Your uncle is too busy, and there is no way to do it! After a while, we will go to the city to buy New Year's goods, and my aunt will take you to pick beautiful hair flowers. Guo Mianmian smiled and touched her niece's small braincase, not letting her see her far-fetchedness.

"Really? Great, thank you Auntie! "The truth is a child, as soon as I heard that I could screen the beautiful ones by myself, Duohua almost jumped up with joy, but fortunately I remembered that I was still holding my little cousin in my hand and did not make a dangerous move.

After telling him to spend a few more words, Guo Mianmian walked quickly to the study, the smile on his face gradually led to a sorrow that could not be dissolved, and a Sichuan character was faintly caused between his eyebrows.

Although the man who had not returned after a few months of absence said in the letter that he was very busy and could not return to the family reunion before the New Year's Festival, no matter how familiar the narrative method was, he could not hide the fact that the handwriting was not from the husband's handwriting.

Even though the man frequently replied in the letter that he had an injury to his finger and hand, he could only dictate it and ask his companion to write it, Guo Mianmian was still depressed: how nervous is the injury to his hand, and he can't even write? Probably not a hand injury, but a serious injury in the place, to the point where you are so nervous that you can't sit up and write a letter?

No wonder Guo Mianmian has such a guess, Zheng Rin once mentioned the spirit to her easily, once the spirit has a mission, before the mission is completed, you must not contact the people who do not want to do the mission, so as not to be noticed by someone who has a heart and vents the rumors.

Now Zheng Rin suddenly sent a message to return, but said that he was very busy and did not return to the New Year, so there is only one approximation: the injury is real, not a small injury such as a hand injury, but a serious injury that cannot be improved for a month, otherwise it is not impossible to return with a handwritten letter after ten days and half a month.

Thinking that the man was seriously injured, even if it was just his own speculation, Guo Mianmian's flesh hurt so badly that his chest seemed to be pressed by something and it was difficult to breathe. She sat down slowly, and only began to grind her ink until her excitement had calmed down.

After the ink was polished, Guo Mianmian picked up the pen and pondered, looking at the yellow and white letter paper, but he didn't put down the pen for a long time.

She wanted to write down her sorrow on the reply, to confirm whether the man was really seriously injured, but thinking that there was no benefit in asking this question, it made the man worry about her and his family, and it did not do any good for the injury.

In this way, let it be treated as if you don't know, and everything will be taken care of when everyone returns!

After thinking clearly, Guo Mianmian sorted out his thoughts before starting to write a letter, and in less than a moment, he wrote the whole paper, and most of the things he wrote were some interesting things and some trivial things that Tang Yuan'er had made, and it was not until the end that he easily expressed his concerns.

So that there were all kinds of words in his heart, and the letter tube on the pigeon's leg was so stubble, and he couldn't stuff it anymore, Guo Mianmian had no choice but to put away the pen, fold the creed carefully, and watch the pigeon gradually disappear under the blue sky, bringing away all her sorrows and thoughts......

In the following time, Guo Mianmian continued to be a little restless, but he was a little relieved to hold the ability of Tangyuaner. After lunch, she coaxed Tang Yuan'er to sleep, in the past she would lie next to her daughter to sleep with her, but now her mind is in chaos, as soon as she closes her eyes, she has nightmares and sleeps unsteadily, and can only stare at her daughter's lovely sleeping face.

Just as he was fascinated, Guo Mianmian heard a gentle knock on the door and Meng Shi's determined voice: "Mianmian, are you awake?" ”

The old couple returned after lunch at Meng's house, and as soon as they arrived home, they heard from their eldest granddaughter that their eldest son had returned with a letter, and they didn't care about driving the ox cart to the backyard, so they hurriedly came to find Guo Mianmian.

Hearing her mother-in-law's voice, Guo Mianmian quickly sat up, put on her long jacket and shoes and ran to open the door. When he saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law standing at the door, he smiled and said, "Father, mother, I returned so early." ”

"It's okay to stay at your uncle's house, and we two old guys will return." Meng Shi replied, and hurriedly asked about the letter from his eldest son: "I heard Huahua say that Ah Rin wrote a letter and returned, where is the letter, and what is it?" ”

Old man Zheng, who was standing behind Meng, did not speak, and his old eyes, which were already a little dizzy, looked at Guo Mianmian expectantly, eager to know the news of his eldest son.

Guo Mianmian could appreciate the mood of the second elder, went to the wooden box at the head of the bed and took out the creed and handed it to Meng Shi, and said the content of the letter in detail, hiding the hand injury that the man said in the letter, and did not say his guess, for fear that the second elder would worry.

The eyes of the old couple were firmly fixed on the little creed, even if they didn't understand any of the words on it, they were very excited in their hearts. Until he heard that his eldest son would not be able to come back after the New Year, Meng's eyes were full of tears, and he was very disappointed.

"You old woman, Ah Rin will return after the New Year, why are you crying!" Old man Zheng's heart was also uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but scold his wife when he saw him crying, but he didn't want his wife to be in pain.

"Yes, mother, Brother Rin will return in the next year, so we will wait at home with peace of mind." Guo Mianmian also followed the persuasion, and when she saw that Meng was stunned or crying, she quickly changed the topic: "Mother, there is nothing wrong with the eldest uncle's house, right?" Has the eldest aunt returned? ”

Meng Shi wiped his tears, and his voice was a little choked: "No, no, your eldest aunt has returned a few times, but your eldest aunt didn't let her enter the door, and asked your cousin to send people back to the Xu family." ”

When Guo Mianmian heard this, he was a little surprised. She knew that Uncle Meng had driven the Xu family back to Xu's house, and he didn't officially write a letter of resignation in a row. I thought that Uncle Meng just wanted to teach the Xu family, and when the Xu family knew that she was wrong, he would take advantage of the situation to let her return, but I didn't expect that it had been a few months, and the Xu family still hadn't been able to return to the Meng family, could it be that Uncle Meng really wanted to divorce his wife?

Meng Shi didn't seem to want to talk about it anymore, so she folded the creed and handed it to Guo Mianmian. Knowing that Guo Mianmian had already written a reply, she said with a little annoyance: "I knew that Ah Rin would write a letter to return, so I shouldn't go to Meng's house today." Otherwise, I can ask my wife to help her carry a few words.

Zheng Rin, who is thousands of miles away, does not know the thoughts and sorrows of his parents and wives. At this time, he lay motionless on the bed, only to see that his chin was covered with stubble, his face was pale without a trace of red, and his lips were also faint gray, and even the phoenix eyes that were so bright were much dimmer, and it seemed that he was hanging with one breath left, as if he was about to die at any time.

The eyelids moved, and after a while, Zheng Rin gradually opened his eyes, with a little dazed on his face.

"Squeak-" The old door was pushed open, and an emaciated figure walked in with a bowl of jet-black potion. Seeing that Zheng Rin had woken up, he shouted excitedly: "Brother Rin, you are awake!" ”

Saying that, he stepped forward quickly, put the pill on the table at the head of the bed, and reached out to press Zheng Rin, who wanted to sit up, back onto the bed: "Your injury is too serious, and the doctor said that you can't move, so as not to open the wound again and be difficult to heal." ”

Zheng Rin was lying on the bed full of fatigue, and the action of raising his head just now made him feel unbearable pain, so he did not refuse the kindness of Shan Gong. He looked at the bright sunlight outside the window, clutched his chest and asked, "Shan Gong, where is this?" ”

He remembered that he hadn't been in this house until he fell asleep.

Shan Gong stirred the medicine in the bowl with a spoon and said, "Brother Rin, your injuries are too serious, after passing out, a few of us took you to change places overnight, and found a doctor for you from the beginning. ”

When Zheng Rin heard this, he didn't say anything, and opened his mouth to drink the black medicinal juice held in the public spoon of the mountain. In an instant, his mouth was full of pain, and his expression did not change, and he swallowed the unpalatable medicinal juice down his throat.

Shan Gong put the empty medicine bowl on the table, took a brown clay bottle and said to Zheng Rin: "The doctor said that you need to change the medicine for this wound every two days, and now is the time for you to change the medicine." ”

When Zheng Rin heard this, his brows furrowed: "I've been asleep for a long time? ”

Shan Gong lifted the quilt around his waist, carefully untied the cloth belt around his waist, and said, "It's been a long time, two days and two nights." ”

Zheng Rin's brows furrowed even tighter, as if he had thought of something, and asked eagerly, "Has Sanmao returned?" ”

How could Shan Gong not know what he wanted to ask, and teased: "This is Ningzhou, more than a thousand miles away from your home, no matter how fast Sanmao flies, this time it will take five or six days to talk about it back and forth." ”

Sanmao is the gray pigeon that passed the message, this name was taken by Zheng Rin a few secretly, in fact, Sanmao is also a member of the spirit, it has its own name that can represent the identity, much taller than Sanmao.

Zheng Rin didn't speak, lowering his eyes to hide the disappointment that was about to overflow under his eyes.

Shangong was afraid that he would open Zheng Rin's wound with a trembling hand, but he dismantled the cloth belt wholeheartedly and did not find another topic.

Just from the look on his face, he knew that Zheng Rin was seriously injured, and when the mountain prince untied all the cloth belts wrapped around his body, one after another terrible wounds quietly lay on his chest, waist and right arm. These wounds were deep in the bones, and the most tense wound was the one in the chest, which had been slandered and felt by the blade.

In the fierce battle a few days ago, Zheng Rin was entangled by a group of people in order to protect another spirit. If it weren't for the fact that he dodged quickly and had a better physique than ordinary people, in an environment where he had shed so much blood, he could have died halfway through if he had changed someone, how could they still find a doctor.

"Tut, Brother Rin, your wounds are bound to leave scars, and my sister-in-law will definitely be able to see them when you go back." Injuries have become commonplace, looking at the horrific wounds on Zheng Rin's body, Shangong is still a little sentimental, and he admires it in his heart.

This time, if it weren't for Brother Rin's determination to turn the tide, the mission would have failed, and several of them and another spirit would have been in a different place. In any case, Brother Rin saved his life again, so that he could go back to see his father, mother, wife and children in the world, and I am afraid that such a paste will not be paid off in his life.

Shangong rolled his eyes: "You don't want to think about how deep your wounds are, if there is really such a good scar removal cream, then the doctor will already be famous all over the world, and he can still live in Ningzhou, a place where birds don't?" Besides, when your wound is healed, we will have to go back, and in such a short time, do you think there will be no scars? ”

Zheng Rin became more and more distressed, and said sullenly: "When your sister-in-law saw it, didn't you know that I lied to her in the letter?" ”

Shan Gong, who was gently applying the miserable green ointment to Zheng Rin's wound, heard this, and his hands trembled with laughter: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, our Great Killing God is really a fear, if you let the rest of the people know that you should laugh off your big teeth!" ”

On the day of Tangyuan'er's full moon banquet, Shangong and others lived in the Zheng family for a while, and they knew very well how loving Zheng Rin and Guo Mianmian were, but they didn't expect Zheng Rin to be afraid of guilt!

Zheng Rin glanced at the laughing Shangong flutteringly, but did not speak.