After saying this long list of words, the aunt didn't think about it, so she left in a hurry, looking at the back of the aunt who was far away, and the words she wanted to say hung on her lips.

The so-called sending the Buddha to the west, good people will help to the end, Wen Xian'an smiled bitterly, looked at the nearby medical hall, sighed, and said: "Qingling, let's send him back first." ”

The man was still expressionless, his eyes were empty, and he let out a foolish laugh from time to time, Wen Xian soothed his forehead, pulled the man's wrist, and walked forward vigorously.

With a nervous mood, the more she walked forward, the sparser the crowd became, she wondered if the aunt just now had deceived her, the rain gradually became smaller, and the spacious road in front of her also became narrow, from three people walking side by side, it became Wen Xian'an walking in the front, light and agile Finally, the man was sandwiched in the middle.

I don't know how long she walked, Wen Xian'an rubbed her calf that was a little sore, and pursed the corners of her mouth, she knew that it was so difficult for a good person to do, so she wouldn't do it

What's going on.

Passing through an alley, the field of vision in front of the three of them also became broader, in front of the three of them there was a huge locust tree, the green tree was verdant, it looked a little old, the roots of the tree were thick, the four of them together could not surround it, and it extended to Wen Xian'an's feet.

Maybe it was a familiar scene, the man's expression gradually reacted, I saw him looking fixedly at a certain place, babbling in his mouth, following the man's line of sight, Wen Xian'an found a house, surrounded by a fence outside, the gate was closed, and he couldn't see the scene inside, according to the direction, it was the place that the aunt said.

There was a squeak, and a small crack opened in the door, and a plainly dressed woman, holding a wooden barrel in her hand, which seemed to contain unwashed clothes, and the woman bowed her head slightly, and walked slowly and slowly in the direction where they were.

Before he could see his face clearly, the man next to him had already been unable to bear it, his body swayed slightly, and after a closer look, a few tears actually flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the woman walked to the three of them, raised her head, and her smile froze at the corners of her mouth.

"Bang dang", the barrel fell to the ground in response, and the clothes inside also fell off, the corners of the woman's eyes were slightly red, her face was a little haggard, her hands trembled slightly, looking at the man's eyes full of surprise, she took two steps forward, her steps were slightly swollen, and she almost fell.

"Xiaowen."

The woman shouted softly, with a hint of tentative tone, Xiaowen was probably the man's name, the voice was a little vicissitudes, like a dead branch that had been stepped on, the man moved the corners of his mouth, except for the sound of Yi babbling, there was nothing else.

The corners of the woman's eyes were sour, and she hugged the man tightly, and a trace of panic flashed in the man's eyes, and he stood in place helplessly, not knowing what to do.

Wen Xian'an bent down, picked up the clothes scattered on the side, put them back into the barrel one by one, held them in his hands, and asked softly: "Excuse me, this lady, do you know him." ”

The woman turned around, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked a little flustered, and hurriedly responded: "He is my son, Xiaowen, he was lost a few days ago, and my legs and feet are inconvenient, so I can only drag the neighbors around me to help me take a look." ”

Wen Xian'an noticed that the woman was lame, one of her feet was half a point shorter than the other, and she walked with a limp, but she just walked slowly, and her skirt was covered, but she didn't notice it.

Speaking of this, the woman couldn't help crying, half-bent her legs, and slowly knelt down, Wen Xian'an was startled, a little at a loss, handed the wooden bucket in her hand to the light spirit on the side, hurriedly lowered her body, helped the eldest mother, and said, "Auntie, please get up quickly." ”

"Girl, thank you for sending my son back, I can't repay it."

Wen Xian'an shook his head, helped the eldest lady up, and said softly: "The effort of raising your hands is not enough to worry about." ”

"Since the girl is here, why don't you go to the cold house and sit down."

Wen Xian'an wanted to excuse herself, but she looked at the woman's expectant eyes, and she didn't know how to say it for a while.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Xian'an supported the woman and walked towards the door.

The house is not big, there is a millstone in the yard, there is a small well water, and a few cockscomb flowers planted around, and the large red petals are very bright.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, under the guidance of the woman, I found an empty place to sit down, and the room looked a little shabby, and the furniture was rare.

As soon as he sat down, he saw the woman trembling and taking out a piece of blue cloth from her arms, and lifted the cloth layer by layer, inside were a few copper plates and some broken silver, knowing the woman's next move, Wen Xian'an got up and stopped the woman's behavior.

Shaking his head, he said, "Auntie, we didn't covet those few pieces of silver to send your son back, if you insist on this, I will be angry." ”

The woman was dumbfounded for a while, looked at the silver in her hand from time to time, looked at Wen Xian'an again, sighed, and said slowly: "The girl is like this, the old woman is not happy in her heart. ”

"If the eldest lady really has this heart, why don't you tell me how he got lost?"

The woman sighed and looked ahead, as if caught up in a memory.

According to the eldest mother, when Xiaowen was three years old, on the way up the mountain to chop wood, her husband was taken away by wolves, and there were no bones.

This area is more than 20 years, when I was a child, Xiaowen was greedy for fun, and was scalded by the hot hot water, although he survived by luck, but this voice can no longer make a sound, resulting in later people have also changed, crazy and crazy, hiding in the house all day long, and being afraid of outsiders.

Afraid that his appearance would scare passers-by, she locked Xiaowen in the house alone during the day, who knew that it rained heavily a few days ago, and she forgot to lock the door, so Xiaowen ran out alone and disappeared.

She had inconvenient legs and feet, and after searching for more than ten miles, she fainted in the quagmire, but fortunately, a kind person passing by sent her back.

When she mentioned the past, her eyes were full of tears, and the woman rubbed her eyes and said, "Let the girl smile." ”

Wen Xian'an shook his head, looked at Xiaowen on the side, and said, "Auntie, I have a way to make Xiaowen speak again." ”

The woman's face was overjoyed, and she took her hand and asked, "Girl, this is true." ”

Wen Xian'an nodded affirmatively, Xiaowen's vocal cords were not born like this, but due to an acquired accident, the vocal cords were damaged, and they were not treated in time at that time, although it was a little tricky now, but the time was not too late, but the process was more cumbersome.

After a delay for a while, seeing that the hour was not early, she still had to go to the hospital to see Chunxi and An Sheng, so she couldn't stay here.

After thinking about it, Wen Xian'an took a phoenix-tailed golden hairpin from his head and put it in the woman's hand.