Seeing her like this, the fourth master also changed his seat: "Fujin let the master come to help." The fourth master let Honghui's head rest on his arms, a small person, who was very thin due to illness.

Leaning on his body, the fourth master couldn't feel the slightest weight of him, and there was only a slight touch.

Looking at Honghui like this, the fourth master was very sad.

"Honghui came to drink the medicine, and after he got better, Amma, you went to ride a horse, didn't you always like that little white horse? When you are well, Amma will give it to you. ”

The fourth master said softly.

Fu Jin also smiled and put the medicine to the corner of Honghui's mouth.

Honghui likes it very much now, very happy, in fact, he was jealous of his younger brother, but now he can also realize that he will never be jealous of his younger brother again.

"Well, Honghui is good." After speaking, Honghui drank the decoction handed over by his mother, and drank it without hesitation.

I'm afraid that he will change his hexagram, and that little action is really cute.

It would be nice if you could get some fatter.

Fu Jin was very happy to see his son drink the medicine.

Spoonful by spoonful had to be fed, and soon the bowl of medicine was empty.

Honghui saw that the medicine was finished, but he didn't want to get up from Amma, so he said, "Can Ama still let Honghui lean for a while?" ”

Because he was being held, Honghui could only raise his head and look like the fourth master asked.

Hearing this, Fu Jin's heart was very sad, and he was more jealous of the Mu family, if it weren't for her, his own son wouldn't have to yearn for his Amma's affection for him like this.

After hearing this, the fourth master smiled and nodded: "Well, Ama hugged Honghui, Honghui is good, if you are tired, you can sleep for a while, Ama will not leave." ”

Honghui was very happy in his heart, thinking that this was the first time and probably the last time for such treatment.

Honghui knew that his illness would not be cured, otherwise how could E-Niang cry behind his back every day.

"Well, but Hui'er doesn't want to sleep now." Honghui replied with a smile.

Without waiting for the fourth master to say anything, Fu Jin immediately continued: "Then don't sleep, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night." ”

Fu Jin was afraid that the fourth master would not agree, so he immediately smiled at the fourth master and said: "It's troublesome, the hard master will hug Honghui." ”

Fu Jin spoke like this, and the fourth master didn't like it, but he couldn't lose his temper in front of his son, so the fourth master endured it.

"Well, no, Honghui is the son of the master." The last sentence of the fourth master replied very heavily.

I don't know if Fu Jin listened to it.

But Honghui is happy, Honghui is still young, he doesn't pay so much attention, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with such a conversation.

The happy time is very short, Honghui has been talking to the fourth master about the place he yearns for, and also said that he wants to go to school with his younger brother and rectify others together.

Many, many, until finally Honghui closed his eyes as he spoke.

Whether it was the fourth master or Fujin, Honghui was tired and fell asleep.

It wasn't until Fu Jin's little hand fell heavily on the bed that Fu Jin came back to his senses.

"Honghui, Hui'er." After speaking, he shook Honghui, who was asleep.

But Honghui didn't react at all.

The fourth master trembled and touched Honghui's snort with his hand.

One stretch and one back.

"Honghui."

The fourth master's cry broke through the sky.

His first son, his son-in-law, his son, his future, the hope he had placed in his eldest son, were gone.

"Honghui, Honghui, don't scare Eniang, wake up."

Fu Jin kept smiling and calling Honghui.

Maybe the last time was too good, Honghui left with a smile on the corner of his mouth.