"Little monkey, Auntie is here, but she doesn't seem to have a good face."

"Really? I'll take a look. Hou Feibai was stunned for a moment, estimating that Sister Lan was worried about him working in the antique shop, so she hurriedly got up and walked out.

Hou Feibai walked to the door, turned back to Ai Guomu and said, "By the way, Xiaobai, you can only watch, but you are not allowed to take it away." ”

"Go ahead, I'm here." Tang Xiaoyu stared at Ai Guomu with fierce eyes, for fear that he would use Xiaobai to do research.

The entire Night Walking Division knew that the people in Tianjilou were usually peaceful, but once they studied it seriously, it was really not an ordinary madness.

Kill it, what is the monster, peel the skin and tear the bones and wait for leisure.

"That...... Miss Xiaoyu, don't get me wrong, I just look at the strange, look at the strange. Ai Guomu didn't know if he had suffered a loss at Tang Xiaoyu's hands, so he said with a smile.

Hou Feibai went to the night antique shop in front, and there were no customers in the store, so Sister Lan looked down at something alone, as if there was a faint layer of frost on her face.

"Sister Lan!" Hou Feibai waved his hand and shouted.

Lin Sulan glanced up at Hou Feibai, smiled reluctantly, and said, "Xiaofei, Xiaobai sent it, I'll go back first." ”

"Sister Lan, don't go, I'll take you to see my studio." Hou Feibai hurriedly ran over and grabbed Lin Sulan's arm, for fear that she would leave.

"What studio?" Lin Sulan was stunned, working in an antique shop, and a studio?

After entering the backyard, I went to the studio and saw a neat row of easels and Hou Feibai's works on the easel.

The cold frost on Lin Sulan's face was gone, and she realized that she might be wrong to blame Hou Feibai, this antique shop seemed to be a little different?

"Xiaobai, I have a lot of delicious food~"

Ai Guomu squatted on the ground and talked to Bai Duoer, who stared at Ai Guomu suspiciously.

"Bad wood, don't believe him, Xiaobai, wood is a bad uncle." Tang Xiaoyu slapped Ai Guomu and said.

"Tweet ......"

"Don't tweet, only the little monkey has the ability to understand you......"

"They...... Are all your colleagues? Lin Sulan frowned and asked, looking unreliable.

Hou Feibai nodded and said loudly: "Let me introduce to you." ”

Hearing Hou Feibai speak, Ai Guomu raised his head and saw Lin Sulan, hurriedly stood up, and almost bumped into Tang Xiaoyu behind him.

"This is my mother, Sister Lan."

After speaking, Hou Feibai introduced Ai Guomu and Tang Xiaoyu to Lin Sulan, "These two are my colleagues, Tang Xiaoyu and Ai Guomu. ”

"Hello Auntie." Tang Xiaoyu smiled very ladylike with eight teeth.

"Your mom is sick?"

Ai Guomu's words made Lin Sulan's face pale.

Tang Xiaoyu's half-hearted smile turned into consternation.

"Who are you scolding wood?!" Hou Feibai rolled up his sleeves, stepped in front of Ai Guomu with a brisk step, grabbed his collar, and couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Oops, it's not swearing...... It's true, your mother, Sister Lan, is sick. Ai Guomu vigorously broke Hou Feibai's hand, his face flushed, "I'm really not scolding." ”

Hou Feibai turned his head and looked at Lin Sulan.

"Don't listen to his nonsense......" Lin Sulan didn't finish her sentence, suddenly her body shook, her head slammed on the door panel, and she made a muffled sound, and then fell straight back.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard.

It was Tang Xiaoyu who reacted the fastest, even though she was the farthest away, but before Lin Sulan fell to the ground, he held her back and hugged Lin Sulan in his arms.

"Sister Lan!" Hou Feibai reacted at this time, pounced over, took Lin Sulan from Tang Xiaoyu's hand, and called her loudly.

"Little monkey, help Sister Lan to the chair." Ai Guomu flattened the back of his chair and beckoned and shouted.

"Okay, wood, what's wrong with Sister Lan? She...... She's going to be fine, right? Hou Feibai was anxious, and in a hurry, he knocked down the easel of "Red Feather Roaring Mountain".

"Don't worry, I'll take a look first." Ai Guomu stretched out a finger and put it on Lin Sulan's wrist.

Seeing this, Hou Feibai hurriedly silenced, and beads of sweat unconsciously covered his forehead.

……

Thousands of miles away in Yuzhou.

Hou Yu suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, his hand shook, and a cloud of ink spread on the rice paper.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Hou Mai, who was watching Hou Yu's handwriting on the side, asked with concern.

"I'm fine, but I panicked suddenly." Hou Yu shook his head, took off his glasses, walked to the window and looked at the meandering stream outside, and stretched his waist for a long time, "Maybe I'm really old and sick." ”

"Dad, my brother and mother are not at home, why don't I take you to the hospital for a check-up?" Hou Mai said seriously.

"You're still a child, what are you doing with so much care, don't forget to bring things to school." Hou Yu turned around and said with a smile, "It's good that you have this heart, I guess I'm tired of writing, just rest." ”

Hou Mai promised to let Hou Yu pay more attention to rest, and at the same time sent a voice message to Hou Feibai: "Dad said that his hands are shaking when he is old, and he can't hold a pen when he writes." ”

Hou Yu shook his head helplessly when he heard what she said, wheat is still a child after all.

Waiting for Hou Mai to leave, Hou Yu muttered to himself: "I don't know what Lao Lin is doing in Fengtai City, whether it's good over there." ”

When I have a concern in my heart, I naturally lose the mood of writing.

Hou Yu simply put the brush aside and went out to the small square to find his neighbor Lao Li Tou to practice Tai Chi.

The Hou family lives in a community called Chunfengdu in Yuzhou, next to a small stream, and opposite the stream is a leisure and sightseeing belt created by the local government.

"I think, you have something to do...... Lao Li Tou usually chatters, listening to Hou Yu talk about the inexplicable panic just now, he suddenly came to his senses, "It's not Lao Lin, it's your Xiaofei." ”

"Bah, bah, ......" Hou Yuzhen regretted, knowing that Lao Li Tou was a magic stick, why would he tell him this, "Our family is fine." ”

……

"It can't be."

Hou Feibai couldn't believe that even if the raw wheat left Sister Lan with the sequelae of physical weakness, there had been no problems in the past twelve years.

"Wood, could you be mistaken?" Hou Feibai grabbed Ai Guomu's hand and asked expectantly.

Ai Guomu was speechless.

"You must have a way, right?"

"Dumbo." Lin Sulan woke up slowly and shouted softly, "Don't be embarrassed by Xiao Ai, my body knows that it is indeed as he said, some are not as good as before." ”

Lin Sulan's voice sounded weak, "Just help me up and rest." ”

Hou Feibai looked at Ai Guomu, and seeing the latter nodding slightly, Hou Feibai was a little relieved, he gently helped Lin Sulan up, let her lean on the back of the chair, and asked softly, "Sister Lan, how do you feel?" ”

"I'm just a little weak and out of the way." After Lin Sulan finished speaking, she gently rested her head on the back of the chair and slowly closed her eyes.

Tang Xiaoyu grabbed Bai Duo'er by the back of the neck, picked her up, and went out lightly.

Ai Guomu motioned to Hou Feibai, and the two of them also left the studio one after the other.

"Your mother...... Your mother ......" Ai Guomu thought for a while and changed the word, "Auntie's condition is more serious, and the body has been depleted for a long time and the replenishment is insufficient, resulting in the depletion of vitality in the body, and the spirit is sluggish, if it is not treated in time, there may be half a ......year left."

Ai Guomu's words were like a thunderbolt hitting Hou Feibai's heart, making him panic, so much so that he couldn't even remember how to send Lin Sulan and Bai Duo'er back to their home and how to get out.