Hearing her ask, Yan Qingcheng's face froze slightly, and he held the jade wrench on the index finger of his right hand with his left hand and rubbed it for a long time, then said slowly, "It was my nephew Jiayan who had an accident, he went out to fly a kite a few days ago, but when he came back, he fainted, and he couldn't wake up." The Lang Zhong who was found said that he was in good health and had no disease. But after all these days, he has been asleep in bed, with no sign of waking up, and can only rely on some strong soup to sustain his life. I came to Zhangtai City today, originally to invite Langzhong, but I happened to see the unconscious woman, her symptoms are very similar to Jiayan, it can be said that they are exactly the same, so I thought of this layer: maybe Jiayan is not sick, but I don't know if I was hooked by something. ”

Mu Xiaowu blinked his eyes, "In addition to flying kites, did he do anything else before he fell unconscious?" For example, did he pass by a grave? Have you ever encountered a funeral procession? Or," she paused, then continued, "disrespectfully, has your house done anything lately?" ”

Yan Qingcheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "No, everything is going well at home, business is prosperous, and everyone is fine." And in a few days it will be my father's 60th birthday, everyone in the house is busy preparing, a joy and peace, where will there be any white funeral? ”

Mu Xiaowu swallowed a piece of dim sum and stroked his chin with one hand, "That's strange, this soul hooked is mostly encountered by evil things and evil things, and the soul was taken for no reason, but this is the first time I have seen it." As she spoke, she picked up another piece of jujube paste, gobbled it up, and wiped the residue from the corner of her mouth embarrassedly, before she continued, "Then again, the relationship between your uncle and nephew must be very good." ”

Yan Qingcheng was stunned, and a light crossed his brown eyeballs, "How do you say this?" ”

Mu Xiaowu raised his eyebrows lightly, and turned his gaze to the bulging pocket beside Yan Qingcheng, "The cage inside is filled with crickets, the children like the most." ”

Yan Qingcheng let out an "oh", and a sad smile appeared on his face, "That's right, this is for Jiayan, our Yan family is such a child in Jiayan's generation, and he always shouts that he is very lonely, so I want this little gadget to be his companion." ”

"Your family has a big business, won't there be other children to play with him?" Mu Xiaowu was puzzled.

"It's probably not a good thing for a child." Yan Qingcheng pushed open the window and looked at the lights that were getting closer and closer in the distance, there was the Yan Mansion, and after a few more incense sticks, they would be able to reach the Yan Family's Mansion that was bigger than a town, "Ordinary children don't dare to approach Jiayan, because they all know that he is the little master of the Yan family and the treasure of the entire Yan family." Even if there are a few people who don't know the details and want to play with Jiayan, my brother will be classified as the one with ulterior motives and drive them away mercilessly. So Jiayan ...... He grew up without any playmates, except for me......"

"It's okay to have you." Mu Xiaowu was concentrating on eating snacks, so he answered absentmindedly. She didn't notice that when she said this, the sadness on Yan Qingcheng's face increased a little, just like the increasingly thick night that hung over the Yan Mansion.

***

Although the Yan Mansion is more magnificent than Mu Xiaowu imagined, it is also beautiful. As soon as you walk into the black dai door, you can feel a strong Jiangnan flavor: small river water, pavilions, and no vermilion powder decoration. The walls of the ink and wash walls, the white stone pedestal, are like an ancient ink painting, slowly unfolding, sparse and sparse strokes, but with a different style.

According to Yan Qingcheng, this is because the ancestors of the Yan family once traveled to Shaoxing, and because they loved the "apricot blossoms, smoke and rain, Wuyi Alley", they built this house after they returned.

However, the ancestors and grandchildren of the Mu family did not understand the Yaxing of these scholars, and their only feeling was that the food of the Yan family was particularly delicious.

Especially the "Tonghua soft beef intestines", you need to choose tender mutton to wash and put into the pot, add seasonings and cook until the meat is rotten, skim off the soup oil, take out the mutton and pour it into the beef intestines, cook it in the spice soup pot, change the knife to cut large oblique slices and put them on the plate, pour spicy soy sauce and garlic juice, and sprinkle green pepper shreds.

This dish has a soft and tough texture and mellow taste, and the grandparents and grandchildren can't stop eating it. There is also the egg custard steamed with fish white and various rivers, which has been given a very beautiful name, called "Phoenix Fetus", it is soft and fragrant, and it slides into the stomach when you enter the mouth, and you don't need to chew it at all.

However, just when the two of them were feasting, Yan Yuchi, the son of the Yan family, was looking at them impatiently, and looked at Yan Qingcheng from time to time, and the meaning in his eyes couldn't be clearer: You went out for a circle, and you found such two people to treat Jiayan?

Yan Qingcheng gave his brother a reassuring look, and then pushed the few dishes at hand towards the Mu family's ancestors, and said softly, "Eat slowly, don't choke." ”

"Don't eat, don't eat, you're full." Mu Xiaowu said as he stuffed a xiaolongbao into his mouth, then stood up and glanced at Mu Cripple, grabbed the chopsticks that were still dancing, and squeezed a smile out of his face, "Grandpa, it's almost time, it's time to get down to business." ”

Mu Cripple jerked a few times and didn't take out his chopsticks, so he had to glare at Mu Xiaowu, touch his round belly and stand up, "Okay, let's go, let's take a look at that doll and see which fairy he has offended." ”

***

There were a lot of people gathered in Jiayan's room, in addition to the maiden mother-in-law who was waiting, there was also Jiayan's mother Xiangzhen, as well as Yan Yuchi and Yan Qingcheng's father, Yan Bailin, the head of the Yan family.

Mu Cripple and Mu Xiaowu saw a group of people waiting, so they came to Jiayan collapsed.

Jia Yan was already whiter than ordinary life, but now that he has been in a coma for a few days, his face has become more and more pale, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Mu Xiaowu almost thought that he was out of breath. She glanced back at Mu Cripple and whispered, "Grandpa, come and see, why do I think his situation is not as good as the woman in the afternoon." ”

Mu lame sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, gently opened Jiayan's eyelids and took a look, and then put his index and middle fingers on the bottom of his nose to test his breath. Shaking his head, he said, "It's not easy to do, this kid has been delayed for too long, and he is almost out of breath." ”

Hearing him say this, everyone was frightened stupidly, and Xiangzhen's legs were even weaker, if it weren't for the maid supporting her, I'm afraid she would have collapsed on the ground long ago.

Seeing this, Mu Cripple hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I can't do it, it's not that I can't save it." Now you hurry up and find the lump of cotton, and then find two reed pipes or onion pipes. ”

"What do you want these things for?" Yan Qingcheng walked up to Mu Cripple and asked.

"Crossing the air, first crossing the gas and then saving people." Mu Xiaowu raised his voice and glanced at Yan Yuchi behind him, "Go and prepare, what are you still doing?" ”