With twenty copper coins, Yan Wuxin came to a steamed bun shop, planning to use two coins to buy a steamed bun for himself that was not even the size of a palm as a day's food, the seller of steamed buns was a middle-aged aunt, seeing Yan Wuxin coming, he had already wrapped the steamed buns in paper for him, and then handed them to Yan Wuxin.

"Aunt Yu, this ...... Thank you very much. Yan Wuxin turned out the steamed buns wrapped in paper, and said in a somewhat choked voice.

He knew that if the steamed buns were wrapped in paper, it would cost an extra penny, and he weighed the steamed buns in the paper, not one but two, and Aunt Yu only charged him two cents.

It is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, and it is easy to add icing on the cake.

Seeing Yan Wuxin's tearful eyes, the middle-aged aunt couldn't help sighing in her heart, and instead of taking the two coins handed over by Yan Wuxin, she pushed it back and said loudly: "Xiao Ruoxi's illness should be cured, right? ”

Yan Wuxin nodded, didn't say anything, kept this kindness in his heart, and turned to leave.

Looking at Yan Wuxin's figure of leaving in a hurry, the middle-aged aunt couldn't help sighing, the "little Ruoxi" in her mouth back then also suffered from a serious illness, Yan Wuxin begged all over the city only a few of them to pay for his medical treatment, the money was not much, only three hundred Wen.

Three hundred wen, for her, is only two days' income, for the inn next door, not used in the morning, and she remembers that Yan Wuxin was like this every day for the next month, only bought one steamed bun, a month later, she found a neatly placed one hundred wen in front of the steamed bun shop, and in the following months, several of them also received one hundred wen.

She didn't know how Yan Wuxin persevered, she only remembered that after a few months, Yan Wuxin lost a lot of weight.

After a sigh, Aunt Yu continued to sell her own steamed buns, her eyes swept away, and she noticed the two coins placed next to the steamer, the middle-aged aunt was stunned, shook her head, stretched out her hand to put away the two coins, and said loudly: "What a stubborn child." ”

Two wen, not five wen, not because Yan Wuxin was stingy with these three pennies, but he knew that his sister needed these pennies, because today was the day to buy medicine, and the money on his body was just enough. "The last time, right?" Yan Wuxin's eyes flashed with a smile as he came to a pharmacy.

"Boss, two taels each from Careful, Cinnamon Branch, and Schisandra. When he came to the pharmacy, Yan Wuxin said out loud.

The pharmacy is not big, and the boss is a middle-aged man, the man has a mustache, hearing Yan Wuxin's voice, he raised his head, frowned, and secretly said "bad luck", giving the guy a look, a young man who is about the same age as Yan Wuxin came to the medicine cabinet, found the few medicines Yan Wuxin said one by one, and then wrapped them in paper.

"There are a total of twenty-two texts for the three flavor medicines, and three texts for paper, a total of twenty-five texts. The young man looked at Yan Wuxin and said loudly.

Looking at the young man's friendly gaze, Yan Wuxin took out eighteen texts from his arms, and then took out seven texts from his sleeve, handed them to the young man, and smiled.

The young man handed the medicine to Yan Wuxin and said loudly, "Please take it, your medicine." ”

And Yan Wuxin was about to hand over the copper coin in his hand, one hand came to Yan Wuxin's hand, and the copper coin in Yan Wuxin's hand was scattered all over the place, and several extremely exaggerated laughter came, accompanied by the compliment of the shopkeeper: "Yan Gongzi, come to the shop, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome." ”

Hearing the shopkeeper's voice, a trace of unhappiness flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, and the few people behind him didn't dare to speak first when they saw that he didn't speak.

The shopkeeper saw the unhappiness in the eyes of the young man in white, thought about it in his heart, and suddenly remembered that there was a person surnamed Yan here, and scolded in his heart, "It's really unlucky", and then greeted him with a smile, and said loudly: "Young man Qiuchi, the little one is really far away, and there is a loss of distance." ”

The handsome man in white had a smile in his eyes, nodded, hummed casually, and moved his gaze to Yan Wuxin.

The young man from the pharmacy on the side saw the young man in white knocking down the copper coin in Yan Wuxin's hand, and a touch of indignation couldn't help but appear on his face, and he couldn't help but say, "You ......"

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy saw that his nephew was about to speak, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, he knew what the identity of the person in front of him was, even if the young man in white led someone to smash his pharmacy today, he couldn't do anything, he looked at Yi An with some hatred, and thought resentfully, "Bad luck, really bad luck." ”

However, when the young man spoke, Yan Wuxin pulled the sleeve of the young man's shirt, and the young man looked at Yan Wuxin with some doubts.

Yan Wuxin didn't speak, raised his head and looked at the young man in white lightly, he knew that the person in front of him was the third son of the Yan family, Yan Qiuchi, who would come to him once a month, and this month was no exception.

Looking at Yan Wuxin's faint gaze, Yan Qiuchi was angry for no reason, noticed the paper ball in his hand, and gave a look to a big man behind him, the big man did not hesitate, and snatched the steamed bun in Yan Wuxin's hand when he went up.

How can Yan Wuxin's thin body compare to the big man, the steamed bun in his hand was snatched away, and the big man stepped on it a few times with his foot, and Yan Wuxin struggled again after the steamed bun left his hand, standing aside and quietly watching a few people.

Dahan looked at the smile in the eyes of the young man in white, and his feet were even harder, and the originally small steamed bun turned into crumbs in a moment, but the middle-aged man still didn't make a sound, and Dahan didn't stop, and he didn't seem to even want to let go of the crumbs.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy had come to a somewhat angry young man, standing aside, looking at his nose and his heart, without saying a word.

Yan Wuxin watched the big man walk out of the door, didn't make a sound, just squatted down and picked up the copper coins scattered on the ground one by one, seeing Yan Wuxin doing this, the smile in the eyes of the young man in white was even worse.

"You have lost all the face of the Yan family, and so has your father. The young man in white said on the side, Yan Wuxin's movements stopped, still did not raise his head, and continued to pick up the copper coins on the ground.

The young man in white looked at Yan Wuxin like this, and couldn't help but feel a little bored in his heart, looking at a copper coin at his feet, the corner of the young man in white couldn't help but smile, raised his foot, and stepped on the copper coin.

One copper coin after another was picked up by Yan Wuxin, "twenty-four" Yan Wuxin silently counted in his heart, Yan Wuxin looked around, and did not see the remaining copper coin, at this time, the voice of the man in white came into Yan Wuxin's ears, "Is it missing?"

The man in white moved his foot away, and a copper coin appeared in front of Yan Wuxin's eyes, and after hesitating, Yan Wuxin still stretched out his hand, knowing that his hand would be trampled underfoot.

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth was even stronger, and he only felt very happy in his heart, his feet were raised and slowly stepped on, Yan Wuxin, who was already mentally prepared, did not feel the pain in his hands, but heard Yan Qiuchi's cry of pain, and a silver needle appeared on Yan Qiuchi's feet.

"Who, who is it?" Yan Qiuchi shouted angrily, and Yan Wuxin on the side looked up, a woman in green clothes laughed, the blue line flashed in her hand, and the silver needle flew back into the woman's hand, looking at Yan Qiuchi in pain, the woman said loudly: "Who should I be? It turned out to be the third son of the dignified Yan family." The two words are bitten very hard, and it can be seen that the meaning of the extreme ridicule is very strong.

Seeing the woman's laughter, a trace of jealousy flashed on Yan Qiuchi's face, and he secretly said "Count you lucky", but under the gaze of everyone, Yan Qiuchi still looked at the woman, and then said: "Liu Yiyi, I'm not afraid of you, I'm ......"

Seeing what Yan Qiuchi was going to say, the woman in Tsing Yi raised the silver needle in her hand, Yan Qiuchi didn't dare to say anything more, and fled with a few people behind her. The woman watched a few people leave, the smile in her eyes was even worse, she clapped her hands, laughed, and then raised her voice and said: "This girl likes to see righteousness and courage the most." ”

"Liu Yiyi", Yan Wuxin secretly wrote down the woman's name, and the woman glanced at Yan Wuxin, didn't care too much, returned to the carriage again, and the carriage drove away.

"Auntie, who is that young man?" asked Liu Yiyi with some confusion.

Inside the carriage, a soft voice sounded, and he said slowly: "He's called Yan Wuxin." ”

"Is he also a member of the Yan family?" Liu Yiyi had some doubts on her face, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"It used to be, but it probably wasn't now. The soft voice sounded again, and the voice contained a thick memory.

"His father's name is Yan Shiyu. ”

"The only disciple who has betrayed the Ming Gong Pavilion in a hundred years, Yan Shiyu?" Liu Yiyi was a little surprised and said aloud.

A deep sigh came from the car.

Picking up the twenty-five copper coins on the ground, Yan Wuxin wiped the dust off them with his hands, and then handed them to the young man in the pharmacy, and said loudly: "Come on, medicine money." ”

The young man turned out the twenty-five copper coins in Yan Wuxin's hand, looking at the steamed buns that were trampled into crumbs on the ground, a touch of sympathy flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said loudly: "Your steamed buns." ”

Hearing the young man say this, Yan Wuxin smiled, raised the medicine in his hand, and said loudly: "It's okay, the medicine is still there." ”

Then he looked at the crumbs of steamed buns on the ground, looked at the pharmacy shopkeeper, and asked, "These crumbs?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand impatiently and said loudly, "We will sweep, go quickly." ”

With the shopkeeper's voice of "bad luck", Yan Wuxin walked out of the pharmacy.

At this time, the hunger in his stomach came, Yan Wuxin didn't dare to think about the broken steamed bun anymore, came to the roast chicken shop on the side, took out the only remaining ten wen from his waist, bought a chicken thigh, and put it on his chest, hoping to use his body temperature to keep it warm until he returned home.

The fragrance of chicken thighs kept wafting, Yan Wuxin's stomach rang, and he held the most expensive three packets of medicine on his body tightly in his hand, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, "Ruoxi, you will be fine tomorrow." ”

Carefully pushed open the wooden door, the "creaking" sound sounded again, and before entering the door, I heard Ruoxi's delicate voice, "Brother Wuxin." ”

Yan Wuxin came to Yan Ruoxi's room and saw that he had already sat up, and when he saw Yan Wuxin coming back, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth, like the brightest light in the dark room.

Yan Wuxin took out the paper bag wrapped in the chicken leg in his arms, his hand touched his chest, and a trace of pain came, "It seems to be burned", Yan Wuxin thought in his heart, but his face did not show any pain, and handed out the chicken leg in his hand, Yan Wuxin said softly: "Ruoxi, in order to celebrate your medicine, I bought you your favorite chicken leg today, hurry up and eat it, I will decoct the medicine." ”

The girl raised her head to look at Yan Wuxin, raised her hand and slowly took the chicken leg in her hand, and asked in a deep voice, "What about yours?"

Yan Wuxin was stunned in his heart, couldn't help touching Yan Ruoxi's head, and said softly: "Didn't you say it? I only came back after eating, hurry up and eat it, it won't taste good if it's cold." ”

Without waiting for Yan Ruoxi to speak, Yan Wuxin came to the outside of the wooden house with the medicine, and after a while, a smell of medicine came into the wooden house.

Teardrops fell on the chicken leg in her hand, and the girl didn't know what the chicken leg tasted like, and she ate it until she had only the salty taste left in her mouth.

That's the smell of tears.

She could see the red marks on the boy's chest, not because of how good her eyes were, but because of the thin clothes on the boy's body. She knew that the boy should have eaten nothing, just because he knew that she liked to eat chicken legs.

Eating the chicken leg in her hand at this moment, she has never hated the chicken leg in her hand like this time, and hates herself who likes to eat chicken legs.

When the girl had eaten it, she buried her head between her legs and wept bitterly.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, and the girl raised her head, her face still stained with tears, and looked out of the door.

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