Chapter 242: The Pain of Losing a Child

Sister Baoyi......

That's a lot of affection.

Nan Baoyi glanced at him and said a few words in a very low voice.

Nan Yan took the lead and nodded: "Yes." ”

Yu Chi Beichen stared at Nan Baoyi in surprise.

is worthy of being his unmarried concubine, she is really beautiful and wise.

He nodded along with him: "It's okay on my side." ”

The three of them looked at Nanguang in unison.

Nanguang was stunned: "I didn't understand much about what you said." ”

"Daddy, it doesn't matter if you understand it or not." Nan Baoyi patted the back of his hand gently, "You just have to pretend to be sick." ”

Nanguang hesitated for a moment and said, "Then, I'll try?" ”

The men discussed, and at last an overseer came in and told them that they could be let out.

Walking outside, Nanguang suddenly held his forehead, his face full of pain: "Ouch, it's not done, it's not done!" My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts! ”

Nan Baoyi can't give him a hammer!

She whispered: "Dad, your stomach hurts, what are you doing with your head covered?!" ”

Nanguang came back to his senses and hurriedly hugged his stomach again: "Ouch, I'm afraid I won't survive, my stomach is cramping!" ”

He is a drama spirit, and he even rolls all over the ground regardless of the image.

Nan Yan shook off the handkerchief and knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face: "Daddy, you can't die!" You're dead, what should my sister and I do?! ”

Yu Chi Beichen was stunned.

The sisters of the Nan family, tears come as soon as they say, it's really amazing!

He looked at Nan Baoyi again.

Nan Baoyi rubbed his moist and reddened Danfeng eyes, and walked up to Leader Liu pitifully: "Uncle Liu, my father's stomach hurts badly, can you ask the doctor to take a look?" ”

"Life and death, life and fortune are in the sky, what do you see?!"

Leader Liu was impatient.

"But Daddy is so pitiful...... Boss Liu, can I go to the mine to pick some herbs and boil medicine for my father? ”

The little girl's pear blossoms bring rain and she is beautiful.

The beauties begged each other, and Leader Liu's heart was about to melt, and he waved his hand with a smile: "That's it, Uncle is kind, give you a quarter of an hour, go and come back quickly!" ”

After saying that, he sent another overseer with five big and three thick to keep an eye on her.

Nan Baoyi walked to the edge of the mine.

She had probably studied with healers in the past.

Although the level is not enough to treat people, when you see ordinary flowers and plants, you can barely remember their use.

She took the small basket and picked a large basket of senna leaves.

Senna is a small herbaceous shrub with sharp leaf ends, sweet and bitter taste, boiled into water and drunk, it is a fierce medicine that is very easy to cause diarrhea.

She held up the basket and innocently asked the overseer, "Do you know what this is?" ”

The Overseer shook his head, eyes fixed on her chest the entire time.

Nan Baoyi was so disgusted that his eyes were shining: "This is a herb that specializes in treating the stomach." If Uncle has an upset stomach in the future, he can chew this herb directly, and keep you alive, and he is a hundred times more energetic than the young Langjun. ”

Oh, if you can get up from the pit, that's called a ghost.

The overseer nodded and praised, "The little lady knows so much. ”

Nan Baoyi returned to the kitchen with the small bamboo basket, and Nan Yan and Nan Guang were already waiting.

Nan Yan took the bamboo basket and skillfully boiled water to decoction the medicine.

Nan Baoyi played beside him, and the sisters cooperated very tacitly.

Nanguang sat on a small stool and watched.

After watching it for a long time, he suddenly laughed.

Nan Baoyi was adding firewood to the stove hole, and asked curiously: "What is Daddy laughing at?" ”

"You two sisters used to fight a lot, but Dad never expected that you two would be able to stay together." Nanguang sighed, "Eh, it would be nice if Jing'er was here." I don't know how Jing'er is doing now, I heard that he married the eldest princess of South Vietnam, and my father was really worried that the eldest princess would bully him...... Because his father is not around, he has no one to rely on. ”

Nan Baoyi tilted her head.

In my mind, some images appeared vaguely.

The cave exploded and collapsed.

The young man she had never called "brother" hugged her and her sister tightly and protected them with her flesh and blood......

The tip of her nose suddenly became a little sour.

Nan Yan stood alone in front of the stove, with his back to Nanguang, and put senna into the boiling water.

She hung her head, her fingertips trembled a little, her slender shoulders trembled even more, and gradually, the tears fell one by one, gradually merging with the boiling water.

She lifted her sleeve and wiped the tears from her face.

Her voice was hoarse: "My brother is gone." ”

Nanguang was stunned: "What? ”

"Brother is gone...... Nan Yan lowered his head deeply, his hands clenched into fists, tears welled up, and he was choked up, "In that explosion, my brother took his life and protected me and my sister...... Before I fell unconscious, I heard him call, Daddy......"

The kitchenette is quiet.

The firewood was beeping and the boiling water was tumbling.

Nanguang was stunned for a long time before he smiled and said, "Yan'er, why did you start lying again?" How old is Jing'er, he is only twenty-two years old, how can he not be there? ”

He smiled very gently.

eye circles, but rapid redness.

The hands on his knees trembled violently, and his nails dug deep into his palms, until the flesh was blurred, as if he didn't notice it.

He laughed, and gradually, tears welled up in his eyes.

He raised his hand to wipe his tears, but the more he wiped them, he mocked: "Really, Rou'er is used to deceiving his father......"

He remembered that when Jing'er was seven years old, he bought him a set of four treasures for children's study.

He helped Jing'er, put the four treasures of the study into a small pocket, and took Jing'er's immature little hand and took him to the Nan family to learn to study and enlighten.

However, the master of the clan disliked him and refused to accept him.

He begged so loudly that tears flowed down his face, but the old master refused to budge.

Jing'er is young, but she has backbone.

With his little hands, he wiped his tears.

He comforted him in a glutinous voice: "Daddy, don't cry, this academy doesn't want me, I'll go to another academy." When I grow up in the future, I want to take the top prize and become a big official, and provide for my father's pension, so that they can all see with their own eyes, and I will give my father the face I earned! ”

How sensible he is!

How could it be...... What about death?

Nanguang gasped and began to cry.

The heart-rending sorrow is something Nan Baoyi has never seen.

She suddenly remembered a sentence in the market:

A woman who has lost her husband is called a widow. A man who has lost his wife is called a widower. Children who have lost their parents are called orphans. However, there are no words to refer to the person who has lost a child. For there are no words in the world that can describe that despair and grief.

Ahh