Chapter 217: The tortured young master
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Hearing Mo Xiaomi's words, Steward Zhou laughed.
"That's good, when I get home and pack up, I'll go to visit your mother, and your little brother and little sister." Steward Zhou said with a smile, when he came to Langfeng County, he felt relaxed.
This trip to Yanjing is really hard work.
"Ahem!" Gu Yanze on the ox cart coughed a few times, and his voice was a little suppressed, which showed that the cough was very serious.
"Little brother, are you sick?" Mo Xiaomi asked with concern, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be, after all, after eating three golden pears, there is no reason why you can't resist a little cold?
Mo Xiaomi found that in their family, no one seemed to have a cold in one winter.
But she didn't want to think about it, they were all healthy people, Gu Yanze wasn't!
After eating those golden pears, the effect is to treat those legs, and naturally it is used in other parts of the body.
"It's okay, it's just a cold wind." Steward Zhou replied that the little young master was uncomfortable, and he didn't want the little young master to talk more.
Mo Xiaomei hid behind Mo Xiaomi, not daring to look at Steward Zhou or Gu Yanze.
When he arrived at the village, he jumped out of the carriage, said goodbye to Mo Xiaomi, and ran away.
Mo Xiaomi thought that their key was on her grandfather, so she smiled and said, "Grandpa Zhou, you and your little brother should go to my house for dinner, and take the key by the way." ”
"No, Xiaomi, you hurry home, tell your grandfather, please send the key over, I'll settle the little master first." Steward Zhou didn't dare to be careless, after all, the weather was still very cold, and rushing home to warm up was the most important thing.
Seeing Steward Zhou say this, Mo Xiaomi nodded and said, "That's okay, I'll run home first, little brother take care, and I'll come to visit you when I get out of school in the afternoon." ”
Mo Xiaomi carried a small schoolbag, said goodbye to Gu Yanze, and ran to the village.
Gu Yanze's eyes were a little indifferent, and his expression was a little stiff.
The weather in Yanjing is very cold, but the heart is even colder.
He didn't want to stay there, but he caught a cold and couldn't go on the road, so he has been delayed until now.
When Mo Xiaomi went home, he told Mo Xiangshan.
Mo Xiangshan poured a bowl of chicken soup in the clay pot for his daughter and granddaughter, and then carried the remaining half of the chicken soup and gave it to an old friend to ward off the cold, plus the steamed buns at noon were still hot.
Steward Zhou saw that Mo Xiangshan was coming, and he was still carrying food in his hand, and his heart was warm.
"Brother Zhou, you're finally back." Mo Xiangshan said with a smile, "I dried the quilts and mattresses at home the day before yesterday, and you can use them when you go in." ”
I didn't know when they would come back, as long as Mo Xiangshan was free, he would come to dry the quilt every two days.
"Thank you, Brother Mo." Steward Zhou took the key from Mo Xiangshan and opened the door.
"I'll light the fire first, you guys will come out first, I'll give you the chicken soup hot first, put a few more slices of ginger, and you can also warm it up." Mo Xiangshan said and did it, and after Steward Zhou cleaned it up, he heated the chicken soup.
Gu Yanze drank the chicken soup, took the medicine, and went back to the room to sleep.
The inside of the house was dry and airy, and it was often ventilated, as if he had never left.
Gu Yanze lay on the familiar bed and soon fell asleep.
Steward Zhou came down from upstairs and continued to eat.
Mo Xiangshan smoked a dry cigarette on the side, sighed and said, "Why do I think you are in bad spirits when you go back this time?" ”
"Hey, it's all the grievances of a wealthy family, don't say it, it's just that the little master is a child." Steward Zhou sighed and said, "Don't say it, the more you talk about it, the more uncomfortable it will be." ”