When she went home, Wu's mother was in the yard to pick up pearls for the pearl shopkeepers in the skylight, and Wu Yi had not returned from selling cakes.

Wu Jin and her mother gossiped, and when they saw that the sun was still very good, they went into the house and picked up Wu's father from the bed.

With the loss of two legs, Wu's father also lost the strength of his body, the original sturdy body shrank, the skin, flesh, muscles and bones were tightly connected, and the weight was only the weight of a cage of bread.

Although the portion is not heavy, it is laborious to clean it up.

Wu Jin put Wu's father on the toilet, and when Wu's father peed, he quickly wiped Wu's body, dressed him, cleaned his face and combed his hair, placed him on a chair covered with bedding, and finally moved to the sun with the chair.

After such a lot of trouble, he sweated profusely, and he didn't have time to scrub it, so he took the article and sat next to his father to recite it carefully.

When the sun went down, he moved Wu's father back to the house, and by the dim light, he accompanied his father to study.

When Wu Yi came back, there were only a few sugar cakes left in the cake cage, he unloaded the cake cage, went to the kitchen for a turn, and then happily came in to find Wu Jin: "Brother, there is meat today!" ”

Mother Wu brought in the mixed noodles and a pot of broth: "Look at what you are gluttony." ”

Wu Jin put down the book, scooped soup and meat for Wu's father, took two nests, let him eat safely, and scooped a bowl of vegetable soup to eat slowly.

When he was ready, he hugged Wu's father to bed, and said while covering the quilt: "Dad, when I save some money, I will find a carpenter to make a BMX, and then I will push you out for a walk." ”

Father Wu stretched out his hand like a withered branch and squeezed Wu Jin's palm hard: "Boss, I don't need a wheelbarrow, you study your books well, and when the exam comes out, what kind of car does Dad take?" ”

Wu Jin nodded: "Yes, I know everything." ”

"You are more sensible than the second child, this family will depend on you in the future." A glimmer of light suddenly burst out of Wu's father's cloudy eyes, clearly piercing Wu Jin's heart.

Wu Jin just nodded, but his heart seemed to be overwhelmed by a big stone.

There weren't many cakes made today, so he didn't have to go to Yuhua Street to sell them, so he immersed himself in hard study and memorized the "University" by heart.

After Wu Yi fell asleep, he put down his book, spread out his pen and ink, and wrote today's diary.

"On March 21, the twentieth year of Yuanzhang, the sky was clear, and he went to Mofu in the afternoon to deliver elm money cakes.

When I didn't go home from time to time, I memorized "University" and read "The Mean", and I was instructed by my father, and I was terrified, and I was deeply afraid that my talent would be dull, and I would not dare to slack off for a moment if I had the deep hope of my parents. ”

Putting away the pen and ink, he covered Wu Yi with the quilt, extinguished the lamp, and fell asleep.

At the same time, Mofu burned the lights for the day.

The Mo family brothers and sisters went to the banquet and returned, Mo Qianlan drank too much, her thoughts were drowsy, and she didn't know where she was, she only felt that she was in danger, and she couldn't hide Mo Lingfeng in her stomach and never show it, so she didn't dare to let her go back to the "Changsui Residence", and only spent her days in the study.

The study is an old and solemn place, sitting alone on the right side of the Mo Mansion, wide and deep, flowers and trees are scattered, the bookshelf is more than seven feet high, a shelf extends out, the sea of books is vast, and the Mo family has been collected for hundreds of years.

The twin sons Yin Bei and Yin Nan sat idly outside the door, one smiling and eating and drinking, the other yawning with a cold face, and did not speak.

In the study, Mo Qianlan sat in the Taishi chair where the chair was placed, wearing an indigo blue shirt, and listened to Mo Lingfeng sing.

Mo Lingfeng drank a bowl of sweet fruit wine, her face and lips were red, and she sat cross-legged, surrounded by a chair and a red chair, making her look more and more young and fair.

Her fingers fiddled with Xun for a long time, and she thought that Mo Qianlan had a headache, so she didn't blow it again, but hummed softly in her mouth, her voice was sweet, her long eyes were half-closed, and her body swayed.

Mo Qianlan pinched the mountain roots, and after listening, he said softly: "Ah Yan, sing it again." ”

"Don't sing." Mo Lingfeng straightened his legs, got out of the chair, and yawned like a sleepy kitten, "I'm going to sleep." ”

Mo Qianlan was suspicious and scared, so he scared her: "My brother's heart hurts. ”

Sure enough, as soon as he heard that his heart hurt, Mo Lingfeng immediately climbed into the chair again, staring at him with burning eyes.

Mo Qianlan stretched out her arm, scooped Mo Lingfeng into her arms, and patted her on the back: "Brother sings to you." ”

He closed his eyes and said: "The words that Mo Qianlan sang today are a piece of style for the children of the poor family to rise up, called "The Wind Blows Through the Purple Cloud Pavilion", but it is a stroke of green ink over the mountains, and the spring breeze is proud......

Mo Qianlan could be heard whispering outside the house, and then there was a gentle and continuous tune, although it was a man's voice, it was also full of ears.

Mo Lingfeng fell asleep with her eyes closed, she didn't sleep deeply, and she was still distracted to listen to this bizarre story, and I don't know how long it took, Mo Qianlan, who had been patting her rhythmically, suddenly stopped, tried her best to place her in the chair next to her, her head was down, and she suddenly fell over.

"Brother!" Mo Lingfeng suddenly woke up, jumped off the chair, and looked at Mo Qianlan, but Mo Qianlan trismus closed, and after a short spasm, he fell into a coma.

Yin Nan and Yin Bei rushed in, Mo Lingfeng squatted on the ground, tears flowed down, grabbed Mo Qianlan's hand, and shouted: "Call the doctor!" Call Uncle Zhao to come! ”

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Qianlan woke up, his face was pale, he spit out the blood bitten out of his mouth, took the tea handed over by Zhao Shiheng and rinsed his mouth, and looked at Li Yiti: "Or is it still the hearth loess?" ”

Li Yitie nodded: "You haven't had epilepsy for four years, I didn't expect it to be so thrilling, the five organs were injured in the past, and it was difficult to recuperate, so I could only recuperate first." ”

With that, he sat down and opened the square.

Mo Lingfeng leaned on the table, tiptoed to watch, and after reading the three words "Dragon Fu Liver", he withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at it - he didn't recognize the words on it.

Li Yi posted the prescription, and Zhao Shiheng took the prescription out with him, and it seemed that he still had something to say.

Yin Nan and Yin Bei stood outside the door, and the subordinates performed their duties, neither busy nor idle.

There were only the Mo family brothers and sisters left in the house, Mo Lingfeng walked to the bed, rubbed off his shoes, climbed on the bed, rolled to Mo Qianlan's chest, and then cried out with a "wow": "Brother......"

Her drowsiness was gone, and she wept unreservedly in her childish voice.

"Scared to death...... I thought you were dead...... Brother ......"

Mo Qianlan let her wipe her tears and snot on her clothes, and took her in her arms to comfort: "Brother is fine, it's just that he drank too much and fell down, where is it so easy to die." ”

Mo Lingfeng choked in his arms, Mo Qianlan was dizzy and had no strength: "I still have to watch you grow up." ”

He wanted to say something, but his eyelids didn't obey, and he fell down, and his throat seemed to be covered with cotton, and he couldn't make any sound, so he could only pat her with all his might, and fell asleep.

And Mo Lingfeng waited for a moment, stretched out a finger, put it under Mo Qianlan's nose, and made sure that he was just asleep, so he got up, stared at Mo Qianlan for a moment, and then climbed out of bed, put on his shoes and went out of the room.

The grandmothers and maids standing in the courtyard flocked to her, hugging her back to the Changsui residence.