As soon as these words came out, Master Xi's face was suddenly full of sadness.

"So much thrown away? It's—no, it's going to be winter soon, girl. If you throw it all away, what will the people eat? The little food stored in the yamen is not enough......"

"No need to throw it away, just seal it temporarily. Don't touch the medicine until it's ready. Linlang glanced at the young man next to him.

The latter immediately understood.

"During this period, if there is not enough food, we will be responsible for writing back to the emperor."

……

Come out of the yamen.

Linlang was still in a trance, and even almost hit a branch in front of him.

Fortunately, the young man in the green shirt raised his hand to block it for her, and only then did he avoid this blinding disaster.

The white petals on the top fell along with the hanging cloud sleeves, and a few of them were on her hair and face.

"What do you think, you can't give up?"

The cool, soft sound was just above the head, very close.

Linlang raised her hand to wipe the petals off her face, "I miss that Master Wu." ”

"Want the cause of his death?" Qiubai was not surprised at all, as if he had expected it.

"Yes, you should have noticed it, right?" Linlang lowered her voice, "That old man Wu died too quickly......"

If you are a person who does not understand the poison art of Nanyi, you may easily be carried away by the epidemic and not realize this.

But she knew the rats, and she knew the poison in them. It was known that these poisons would be fatal, but not in a matter of days.

You must know that Master Wu is a wealthy businessman, not Shen Lanyi, who is weak.

"It's a pity that the body has already been buried, otherwise I would have been able to tell how long he had been infected." Linlang said with some pity.

"It's really strange, but since he can be in the mood to go to Hualou as soon as he comes back, he must not be very serious at that time." Qiubai let go of his hand, and the flower branch trembled, and fell a lot.

But this time Linlang didn't have time to wipe it, so her eyes lit up and said, "That's right!" I almost forgot that! Wait, haven't you already checked it out a long time ago? ”

Seeing that she raised her head quickly, her face was still stained with flower petals. The slightly over-the-shoulder black hair was scattered and looked unusually soft, reminiscent of a kitten in Yangon in the shade of the morning sun.

The young man lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and he replied softly, "Well, I asked before." ”

"It is said that Master Wu's death is very scary, and his whole body is curled up. At that time, because he was afraid of spreading, he was hurriedly cremated. ”

"Curled up?" As soon as Linlang heard it, she reacted that something was wrong.

"Although no one has officially died from this epidemic, no one has seen what the dying days are like. But curled up all over, it shouldn't be more like ......"

She was about to ask something more when a scream suddenly came from afar.

"Ahh

A chubby little boy was wiping tears from his eyes and falling to the ground.

When Linlang rushed over, he saw a pile of scorpions nesting under a stone that he had picked apart.

Large and small huddled together, goosebumps at a glance, obviously stabbed the scorpion's nest.

This bear child!

She crouched down, took out the cloth bag and put the scorpions and stones into it, then turned back and comforted the little boy, "Okay, okay, it's okay." ”

This kid is Master Xi's precious grandson, and he is crying with a handful of snot and tears, and he really doesn't know how to coax him. She always has an inexplicable panic about crying children.

Fortunately, when she was growing up, the young man's slender hands reached out behind her and gently hugged the child.

"Let me do it."