Looking at Aunt Fang, who was constantly crying in front of her, Jing Wu felt at a loss with a headache.

Before coming to this world, her mother, although sometimes she couldn't hold back her tears, but often before she could organize the words of comfort, her mother had already packed up her mentality and comforted her upside down.

And in this world, whether it is Jingxin or Luwu, they are ruthless characters who will only make others cry.

And the others who will cry in front of her are Bai Xianyu, but it only takes a hot pot to coax Bai Xianyu, what should Aunt Fang do in front of her?

"Uh......h I know that the uncle still thinks of our mother in his heart, my poor Hiiragi......"

"It's all my fault...... Blame me, I'm lazy after giving birth to a child, I can't lose this meat...... uncle doesn't like to look at my old face anymore, it's me who is tired of Hiiragi, Hiiragi, ah......"

“……”

Aunt Fang was babbling and crying, even what she thought in her heart was similar to what she was talking about, anyway, it was just those few words.

Jing Wu carefully observed Aunt Fang, she was a little fat, but she was very well-proportioned. There is no fat powder on the face, there are a lot of pregnancy spots, but the skin is very fair, which makes the spots very conspicuous.

To be honest, it can't be said that she is old and ugly, Aunt Fang's appearance at this time is just a change in the years that will naturally occur when a woman reaches a certain age.

But obviously, today's Aunt Fang no longer conforms to Uncle Bai's scholar aesthetics.

Jing Wu doesn't understand men's pity and cherishing jade, but she has strong sympathy and forbearance for women of Aunt Fang's age.

"Aunt Fang, don't cry, life always has to pass."

Jing Wu took out his handkerchief from his arms and stuffed it into Aunt Fang's hand, replacing Aunt Fang's crumpled and tear-soaked handkerchief.

Aunt Fang took the handkerchief and wiped her tears, only to finally realize that she had lost her temper in front of a little girl who was about the same age as her daughter for a long time.

"Miss Jing, it's not good...... Meaning, let you ...... Look at the joke, I ...... I've been holding it back for too long......," Aunt Fang said, tears filling her eyes again.

Jing Wu felt that her scalp was a little numb, she was sympathetic, but if she comforted people, she was really not very good at it.

How can you hand a handkerchief, can you still make you cry again?

"Aunt Fang, don't cry...... Uh, hurt the body. ”

Aunt Fang was deliberately holding back her tears, but when she heard Jing Wu's dry comfort, she couldn't help but be amused.

But soon he sank down again, not crying or laughing, and the whole person was shrouded in melancholy.

Jing Wu looked at Aunt Fang suspiciously, and the bitter thoughts in Aunt Fang's heart were exposed in front of Jing Wu in an instant.

[If my Hiiragi is the same as Jingwu, it would be good to be healthy, and I don't know if Hiiragi can carry it this time. 】

Aunt Fang's voice made Jing Wu's heart sink, she didn't seem to hear that Miss Eleven had been sick again in the past two days?

Or is there so much going on these days that you haven't noticed?

"Aunt Fang, is Miss Eleven up? Can I talk to her? Jing Wu asked tentatively.

Aunt Fang's slightly embarrassed expression made Jing Wu can't help but lift her heart.

"Hiiragi got up, but she hasn't felt well in the past two days, and I'm afraid I'll give you a sick breath."

Aunt Fang's frank and straightforward words made Jing Wu suddenly react, no wonder there was such a big living person in Ann, no one raised doubts, and I thought it should have been notified a long time ago.

"Are there any symptoms? But a doctor? Jing Wu asked with concern.

Aunt Fang's face was slightly sad, "I'm old/sick with diarrhea, I've been drinking pomegranate peel boiled water for the past few days, and it's good or bad." ”

"Pomegranate peel boiled water?" Jing Wu repeated suspiciously.

"Well, this is a home remedy I get occasionally, Hiiragi has often had diarrhea since she was a child, and she didn't get better after taking a lot of bitter medicine when she was a child, but she took this home remedies, and she could get better in two or three days." Aunt Fang explained.

Jing Wu silently recalled, since she was a child, she has always heard that Miss Eleven is weak, but she didn't know that she often had diarrhea, so it should be that her spleen and stomach are not good.

While the two were talking, a little maid carried the tray and entered the inner room.

The little maid bowed her knees and said, "Auntie, the pomegranate peel is boiled." ”

Aunt Fang stood up, took the tray and said to Jing Wu, "This is the water boiled in pomegranate peel, if Miss Jing doesn't dislike bad luck, come with me to send medicine to Hiiragi." ”

Jing Wu hurriedly said: "Where is there anything unlucky, I came to visit Miss Eleven, and diarrhea is not a contagious disease, it's okay." ”

Aunt Fang bowed her head and led Jing Wu to Bai Xian's room.

Along the way, Jing Wu didn't smell the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and it seems that this white fiber hiiragi should indeed be a home remedy for boiling water with pomegranate peel.

Soon, I arrived at Bai Xian's room.

In addition to the fact that the air in the room is a little stuffy because the doors and windows are closed, there is no smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Bai Xian Hiiragi should still be resting on the bed, Aunt Fang directly carried the tray, walked to the inner room, and uncovered the layers of drapes in front of the bed.

Jing Wu has always been behind Aunt Fang, and Aunt Fang's figure covered most of Jing Wu's gaze, and also covered Jing Wu completely behind her.

"Come, Hiiragi, auntie will help you sit up." As she spoke, Aunt Fang freed up one of her hands holding the tray and bent down to help the white fiber halberd.

Jing Wu hurriedly stepped forward, held the edge of the tray, and said, "Aunt Fang, I'll take this." ”

"Jingwu...... You...... Let's take a look...... Me? The voice is delicate and weak, but it can be heard with obvious surprise.

At this time, Jing Wu had already taken over the tray from Aunt Fang's hands, and Aunt Fang also helped Bai Xian Hiiragi up, and thoughtfully put a cushion on her daughter's back.

Jing Wu turned to the side and said with a smile: "Yes...... I haven't seen you for a long time, and I was going to come to see you, but I happened to see the uncle in Yanhetang, and he also asked me to come and see you. ”

Jing Wu said it easily, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

At this time, the white hiiragi in front of her was pale, without a trace of blood, and her lips were dry with a thick layer of dead skin.

Compared with the last time I saw it, the whole person is obviously thinner.

In addition to a pair of sparkling eyes, there was a sense of decay that was about to wither all over his body.

Bai Xian Hiiragi opened his mouth, wanting to ask Jing Wu something, but before he could speak, he "hissed", and his expression turned to pain.

Aunt Fang hurriedly picked it up, and the bowl full of pomegranate peel water on the tray in Jing Wu's hand.

Nervously, "Stomach, does it hurt again?" Come and drink some pomegranate peel boiled water, it will be a little more comfortable, and my aunt will feed you. ”