Tearing away the tears that were still hanging from the corners of Mao Tongtong's eyes, the eighth master gently picked up the person horizontally and sent her to her mother's house.

When the eighth master returned to Zheng, he saw Mao Chengyun wiping Chen's face with a handkerchief. He silently withdrew again. This is Mao Chengyun doing the final cleanup for the Chen family, and he still doesn't disturb it.

The subordinates of the Mao Mansion are busy under the command of the eighth master. Because of the sudden death of the main mother, there are too many things to prepare. Fortunately, there will be eight masters shaking here, so it will not be chaotic.

Not long after, Chen Guo led Mama Guo to come again. With her on board, everything seems busy but not chaotic. The eighth master breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Mao Tongtong.

Mao Tongtong, who was asleep, was calm, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't see sadness at all. The eighth master sat on the side and combed her sideburns with the fragmented hair in her eyes, with worry in her eyes.

The happier you are in your dreams, the sadder you will be when you wake up.

Although he didn't experience the sadness of losing his mother, he lost Huang Ama. Even though that Emperor Ama had given him a lot of pain in the past twenty years, he was still sad when he knew that he had died.

It was Amma, who gave him blood, the object of his admiration when he was a child, and a very important person in his life. Once he was bent on proving himself to him, but later he became disheartened and even hated him. But in the end, he found that he still had a deep feeling for him in his heart.

Kneeling in front of his coffin, he didn't cry, but he felt empty in his heart.

In the huge purple city, he can no longer see the shadow that is not tall but majestic, and he can no longer hear him call "Eighth Elder Brother". From then on, this person can only live in his memory.

Therefore, he understands Mao Tongtong's grief at this time. This kind of sadness is not so easy to calm down.

To see if Mao Tongtong would wake up for a while and a half, the eighth master told Qingzhu and Qingmei to serve well, and he went to see Mao again.

In this house, he is the saddest person. Although he can now calmly dress up and change clothes for the Chen family, the eighth master is very worried that he will suddenly fall.

Chen has died of illness suddenly, if Mao carries something else, Mao Tongtong will definitely not be able to stand this blow!

"You just take care of Tongtong, I'll be fine." In addition to looking extremely tired, Mao Carrier seemed to have calmed down.

"Tongtong will fall asleep, I'll talk to my father-in-law for a while." Eight Masters said.

"Lord Lao is bothered." Mao Chengyun glanced at the eighth master, and he was very grateful for everything the eighth master had done today.

"One family doesn't talk two words." Eight Masters said.

Men don't need much peace between men, it's good to just be quietly accompanied.

Mao Chengyun obviously didn't want to talk much, so he sat and sat in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The eighth master sat aside and drank tea, glancing at him from time to time.

"Lord Wang, it's time to eat." I don't know how long it took, Chen Guo came in and reminded him in a whisper.

The eighth master glanced outside, and saw that the sky had already darkened, and it was evening before he knew it.

"Isn't Fu Jin awake yet?" The eighth master couldn't help asking.

"Miss Qingzhu didn't send anyone to say, she should still be asleep." Chen Guo replied.

The eighth master frowned slightly, looked at Mao Chengyun who was in a daze, and shouted, "Father-in-law, it's time for dinner." You didn't eat at noon, so it's going to be a little bit of a little bit of use, it matters. ”

Mao Chengyun raised his eyes and nodded indifferently.

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bsp; The eighth master breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said, "You sit down for a while, and I'll call Tongtong." ”

Mao Cheng nodded slowly, still sitting.

The eighth master gave Chen Guo a look, and he went out of the house to Mao Tongtong.

Mao Tongtong really hasn't woken up over there. Qingzhu and Qingmei didn't dare to disturb, they just stood guard on the side, and when they saw the eighth master coming in, they hurriedly came forward.

"Why hasn't Tongtong woken up yet?" The eighth master frowned.

"Fu Jin slept motionless, and the slaves didn't dare to scream." Qingzhu replied.

The eighth master walked forward in a few steps, and saw that Mao Tongtong was still lying straight and straight as when he left, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Tongtong, it's time to get up for dinner." The eighth master called softly.

The person on it didn't react, and the eighth master tried to raise his voice and shouted twice, but Mao Tongtong still didn't respond.

"Why do you sleep so deeply?" The eighth master muttered, reached out and pushed Mao Tongtong, "Tongtong, it's time to get up, if you sleep again, you'll be sleepy, and you shouldn't be able to sleep at night." ”

The watch finally moved, but he didn't open his eyes, just frowned slightly, rolled over, and continued to sleep.

"Tongtong!" The eighth master was a little anxious, and raised his voice again.

Mao Tongtong's sleeping style is obviously not right.

But the eighth master still didn't get a response, and his heart couldn't help but sink. The Mao carrier he was most worried about didn't have a problem, but Mao Tongtong had a problem. I thought she cried, and the thoughts in her heart could be vented a little. Now it seems like I'm immersed in a dream!

Thinking like this, the eighth master didn't dare to wake up Mao Tongtong rashly.

"You two look at Fu Jin, Master is going to call the house doctor!"

Qingzhu and Qingmei were also anxious when they saw this posture, and hurriedly responded, and they didn't dare to leave half a step.

When the eighth master returned to Zheng again, he saw that dinner had been served, and Mao Chengyun was waiting for him. But where did he have the heart to eat at this time, he opened his mouth and told Chen Guo to hurry back to the house and call the house doctor.

"Why didn't Tongtong come?" Mao asked the carrier.

Because the eighth master was behind his orders Chen Guo, he didn't know Mao Tongtong's situation.

"She's tired and wants to sleep more, father-in-law doesn't have to worry, you can eat first." Eight Masters said.

"You can sit down and use some together, it's been a tiring day." Mao Carrier Road.

He is a military general in the end, and his heart is strong, although he is still grieving, he also knows that he can't fall at this time. So even if you don't have an appetite, you still force yourself to eat.

The eighth master couldn't refuse, so he sat down with a stomach full of worries, looked at the dishes on the table, grabbed a chopstick at random, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Mao's carrier is not much better, and he can't swallow a chopstick dish for a long time. The two of them sat opposite each other like this, and they couldn't eat a bite of food for a long time.

The eighth master glanced outside the house from time to time, and couldn't help but be more anxious. Chen Guo didn't call the house doctor, but Mao Tongtong didn't wake up either. After all, Mao Tongtong has been asleep for three hours! It's not like she didn't sleep last night, it's so abnormal to sleep so long in a nap.

After about a quarter of an hour, Chen Guo finally came with the house doctor. He didn't dare to get it directly, but just went in to inform the eighth master that Mao Tongtong was awake.

"Father-in-law, I'll go see Tongtong. Rest early today. Ming'er is still busy. "The eighth master said.

"Go ahead." Mao Carrier nodded.

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