By the time Wen Shuo finished teaching kung fu, more than an hour had passed, and in the end, it was just a few more steps and a few more boxing moves, but at this level, Feng Yin was already panting, and his whole body was in pain and weak.

Wen Shuo frowned at Feng Yin, who was sitting on the snow with a cold sweat on his face and panting: "My physical strength is so poor, how can I practice this kung fu?"

Feng Yin's face was flushed with gasp, and he sat on the ground and couldn't even speak: "I'm also... No... I don't want to, usually quietly... It's okay to stay, a... Force... Only... That's it. ”

Wen Shuo saw that she was really uncomfortable, so he sat beside her with a frown, gently patted her back with his hand to help her calm down, and said, "When I first saw you that year, I thought you had a bad complexion, except for your eyes, your whole face was pale and white and had no energy, and you had no strength to walk. My father used to say that practicing kung fu can strengthen the body, and I was weak when I was a child, so it would be better to practice kung fu with my father for a few years. As he spoke, he patted his chest with his idle hand, "Look how strong I am now." ”

The breath of the wind has eased a lot, and when I hear him say this, I look at him with joy. Wen Shuo is like this, he lives without troubles, he has always been very happy, and he has been infected and happy after knowing him for a long time.

Wen Shuo saw that her breathing was steady, and gently lifted her legs and put them on her legs, squeezed them softly, and said, "Why can't you come here?"

Feng Yin "oops" snorted softly, and his cold little hand gently stroked Wen Shuo's hands, endured the pain and said, "Don't pinch it, the more you pinch it, the more it hurts." ”

Wen Shuo's hand immediately didn't dare to move, let her leg rest quietly on her lap, and after a long while, he asked, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Feng Yin looked at his somewhat anxious face, endured the pain, and said with a chuckle: "It's already much better, it doesn't matter." ”

Wen Shuo looked at Feng Yin with some doubts, and said leisurely: "I haven't seen you so uncomfortable when I taught you to practice a few times ago, why is it that the more you practice, the worse your body becomes?"

Feng Yin replied casually: "I have a poor background, so I am not a material for martial arts." ”

Wen Shuo sighed with a sad face, "Master, I accepted one of your disciples, but you are not successful, what a shame!"

Feng Yin snorted dissatisfiedly, and then the laughter like a silver bell echoed in the courtyard: "Who let you know such a pearl with your discerning eyes, hahaha......"

It's a lot of fun, but Feng Yin turned his head and thought about it carefully, and he felt a little strange.

The first time I walked on the horse, I didn't even learn how to look like it, and I only squatted for about half an hour, but there was nothing wrong. After a few times of practice, the longer he practiced, he began to know how to be angry and dantian, but as soon as he was lucky, he felt a stuffiness in his chest, and a flower in front of him almost fell, and then he was still in pain, at that time Wen Shuo said that people who had just started practicing martial arts would have a sore body, not to mention that his eldest lady's physique was very weak, and he was getting better slowly.

But the more you practice the body, the worse it is, after practicing a few boxing techniques, the body is getting more and more painful, and today when you are lucky to punch, the whole body hurts like a pinprick, and then you can't breathe, and you can't stand still. Thinking about it this way, it seems that he is really not a martial arts material.

Feng Yin slowly took his legs away, moved his somewhat numb body, and laughed at himself: "It seems that what my father said is really right, my body is very weak, and I need to take care of it." ”

"Mr. Ji has given you a pulse every month, and you have been taking medicine every day, how many years have you been adjusting, why haven't you gotten better?" Wen Shuo suddenly leaned his face close to Feng Yin, and said in a low voice; "Is Mr. Ji's medical skills not good, do you want to change the doctor to see?"

Feng Yin pushed his face away in disgust, pouted, and said, "Mr. Ji is a miracle doctor, how many people beg him to see a doctor, how can he not have good medical skills." As he spoke, his expression became a little lower, "Besides, the doctor is not something I can change if I want to." ”

Wen Shuo thought about it, Feng Yin didn't have the love of the general and his wife at all, he had been kept in a small courtyard, he didn't see each other a few times a year, he only sent a mother-in-law to take care of her, and there was no shortage of food and clothing, but in the past few years of knowing her, everything she has always had to obey the arrangement, how can she do anything by herself.

Thinking of this, Wen Shuo was a little displeased, is it possible to achieve it because her eyes are different from ordinary people, are you a demon and a monster, and those vulgar people who don't know big words are okay, how can even her biological parents avoid taboos like this, she has no father or mother, and she has never done anything hurtful.

Realizing that it was not easy to change doctors, Wen Shuo had no way out for a while, and said dying: "Young Master Ben has his own way, you just wait." ”

Feng Yin knew that he was unhappy, he had always complained about himself, although he never said it, but he always knew it. So he stopped talking, and was really tired, so he moved his body back and leaned against the red plum tree, closed his eyes and rested quietly.

On the second day after Feng Yin moved in, the general sent a doctor to check on Feng Yin's pulse. That doctor's name is Ji Guqing, and the world calls him "Mr. Ji".

Mr. Ji came from a well-known family of doctors in Northwest China. Mr. Ji's grandfather is also a well-known yin and yang gossip everyone, Mr. Ji began to learn medical skills with his father at the age of three, and began to learn gossip with his grandfather at the age of six, and began to practice medicine alone at the age of twelve, and began to travel the world at the age of fifteen.

When Emperor Wen was in power, he recruited him into the palace as an official in order to prolong his life, and he was quite important to him. But there is no art of immortality in the world, how can Mr. Ji be a mortal who can control life and death, so Emperor Wen finally died. Mr. Ji was favored by Emperor Wen and had long angered a group of imperial doctors, so after Emperor Wen's death, the head of the imperial hospital casually found a reason to expel him from the palace.

After that, Mr. Ji returned to the northwest to live in seclusion in Shawu Town, opened a medical hall to hang the pot to help the world, and the interest came to also count the hexagram and look at the appearance, many rich and noble families came to visit, a hexagram is hard to find, but also live freely.

On that day, Mr. Ji entered the courtyard under the guidance of the little maid. At that time, Feng Yin was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard in a daze, and when he heard movement at the gate of the courtyard, he looked up and looked there.

Mr. Ji saw Feng Yin's raised face at the moment he raised his feet and entered the small courtyard, and he was immediately shocked, and he stopped suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked at it for a long time, and his face was pale: "Demon ......"

At this time, the mother-in-law came out of the house and said in a loud voice: "Mr. Ji! This is our eldest lady." ”

That day, Mr. Ji spent more than half an hour checking Feng Yin's pulse, and most of the time he spent staring at Feng Yin's eyes, his face was pale, he didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was said that Mr. Ji and the general had a whole afternoon of secret talks in the study that day, and did not leave in a hurry until nightfall, leaving with a frown on his brow and heavy steps.

Since then, Feng Yin has to take a bowl of bitter medicine every day, and the general only sent someone to say: "Miss's body is too weak, she was injured on her head before, and she will lose her memory if she is too badly injured, Mr. Ji will take good care for you, you take medicine on time, and your body will naturally heal slowly." ”

Since then, Mr. Ji has given Feng Yin a pulse once a month, and Feng Yin's daily medicine has not been cut off again.

And Mr. Ji's "demon" somehow spread throughout the General's Mansion, and the servants who didn't like Feng Yin because of Feng Yin's eyes also found the most appropriate reason for their hatred from that day.

Wen Shuo's index finger flicked the door of the smooth little brain of the wind and whispered, stretched his waist and said, "It's time to go back, otherwise you will be sick again if you freeze." ”

Feng Yin opened his somewhat misty eyes, looked at the sky and said, "Yes, I should take medicine too." "I still wanted to bask in the sun here, but it seems that I can't do it today.

When I returned to the small courtyard, I was just in time for my mother-in-law to bring the medicine to the table. is such a big and black bowl, and it makes people feel bitter when they see it.

These medicines are boiled by my mother-in-law in the firewood room in the corner of the small courtyard every day, and no one is allowed to interfere.

The moment the bitter potion entered his throat, a strong feeling of wanting to vomit surged in Feng Yin's chest, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his mother-in-law standing beside him, so he forcibly suppressed the feeling, and drank up a bowl of soup and medicine in one go.

The mother-in-law watched Feng Yin finish drinking the medicine, with a relieved smile on her face, handed over a bowl of rock sugar hawthorn to Feng Yin, and said, "Come, quickly change the taste." ”

Feng Yin trembled from the bitterness of the medicine, took the teacup in his hand and poured a large sip of tea, diluting the taste in his mouth, before pinching a hawthorn and putting it in his mouth, feeling the sweet taste in the sourness.

The mother-in-law looked at her rare embarrassed expression, smiled and shook her head and walked out of the house.

Feng Yin knew that her mother-in-law must have gone to pour the dregs at this time. My mother-in-law was a superstitious person, and the jar used for boiling medicine had not been changed for several years, because folk rumors said that the longer the jar was used, the better, and it was often unlucky to change it;

The mother-in-law was also reluctant to go far, so the banyan tree on the side of the road in the small courtyard became a place for the accumulation of medicine residue, and then the medicine residue was piled up too much and it was not good-looking, so the mother-in-law hung them there for a day and then buried them, so that there was no broken rule.

It's just that I pity the banyan tree, soaked in the smell of medicine every day. However, since most of these medicinal materials are tonics, it is nothing to make up for more, who called that tree as weak as himself, just make up for it more, and grow up quickly.

Anyway, when she had nothing to do, Feng Yin followed her mother-in-law out the door, sitting on the stone steps at the door of the house and watching her mother-in-law busy.

The mother-in-law swept the snow around the banyan tree, picked up the shovel and prepared to bury the slag of yesterday, when the shovel shoveled up the clods, a bitter smell gushed out from the slag, and the bitterness in the chest of the wind was pressed by the hawthorn, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and retch.

The medicine has been boiled for a long time, and even the entire courtyard is filled with bitterness all year round, as if it has been immersed in a jar of bitter medicine, and even looking at the sun, I feel that there is a layer of dirty tulle, and the sunlight is not so warm.

Feng Yin sat on the stone bench and looked at her mother-in-law's back, and suddenly remembered what Wen Shuo said today, this medicine has been taken since she moved here, and it has been almost four years, and it has been a long time, isn't it......

After hesitating for a while, Feng Yin still opened his mouth, "Mother-in-law, how long will I take this medicine?"

The mother-in-law didn't hear clearly for a while, and asked, "What did you say?"

Feng Yin sat up straight, and his voice was a little louder: "I have been taking this medicine for many years, when will my body get better?"

The mother-in-law's back paused, put down the shovel in her hand, turned around, and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask like this, did something happen?"

Feng Yin heard Wen Shuo's words "Do you want to change the doctor" in his head, and he looked at his mother-in-law's eyes for a long time and wanted to speak, but in the end he pressed it down, lowered his head and said, "I just feel that I am not unwell in my body, maybe I don't need to take medicine." ”

Hearing her say this, the mother-in-law's tense face slowly relaxed, she breathed a sigh of relief slightly, looked at the wind softly, and said, "Mr. Ji will give you a pulse every month, if you don't have to eat, he will naturally tell us." ”

"Besides, it is precisely because of Mr. Ji's medicine that you have no discomfort, if you stop the medicine, I am afraid that the old injury will recur. He smiled lovingly, "Most of this medicine is a tonic, and if you are not in good health, there is no harm in supplementing more." ”

It's like this with my mother-in-law, and even more so with my father.

Feng Yin had no intention of continuing this topic, and said softly: "I just think the medicine is too bitter, and I want to vomit every day when I drink it." ”

The mother-in-law bent down and continued to bury the medicine residue, and said with a smile, "Good medicine is bitter, when you can remember the past, it means that you are well, and then you don't need to drink medicine anymore." After a pause, he said: "Tomorrow I will ask the maid to send candied fruit, you eat a few before drinking the medicine, and the taste is stained in your mouth, then it should not be bitter when you drink the medicine." ”

Feng Yin shook his head self-deprecatingly, knowing that it was impossible, what was he doing, wasting his efforts in vain. So he casually replied, "Okay." ”

The mother-in-law turned around after burying the dregs, and suddenly remembered that the child was in such a hurry to run out this morning, and she didn't know what she was doing, so she asked, "What did you do when you ran so quickly this morning?"

Feng Yin leaned his head against the wall and replied, "There are a few plum trees over the back door, I'm just going to see if the flowers are blooming." ”

The mother-in-law nodded and said with a smile: "I went with that kid Wen Shuo." ”

Feng Yin didn't hide it from her: "I met it on the road." ”

Mother-in-law knows that Wen Shuo and Feng Yin often play together, and it is not good for Feng Yin to be lonely in the yard, there should always be a partner, it is rare that Wen Shuo's child doesn't care about Feng Yin's eyes, and he is a person from the house, and the two of them are at most shopping in the house, so they go.

It's just that it's not good if you are always bumped into by your subordinates, so I advised: "Don't be too ostentatious, it's not good for girls to be with boys." ”

Feng Yin's eyes lowered, and he replied sullenly, "Got it." ”

At this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Cai'er came in with a smile on her shoulder, looked at her mother-in-law and saluted, and said, "Miss's lunch has been delivered." ”

The mother-in-law nodded, "Let's take it to the house." He turned his head and said to the wind, "It's cold outside, let's go into the house too." ”

Glancing at the sun that seemed to emerge from behind the clouds, Feng Yin sighed inaudibly, turned his head and followed his mother-in-law into the house.

After Cai'er entered the house, she quickly set up the meal, and said apologetically, "The big guy is busy cleaning up in the yard on both sides of the lady and the second master, and it is the slave's fault that the lunch of the young lady is delayed for a while." ”

When the mother-in-law heard this, she asked, "Are the general and the second master back?"

Cai'er replied with a smile: "Yes, the family talked in the hall. Now the general is accompanying his wife to dinner, and the second master has gone back to his courtyard. ”

The mother-in-law showed a relieved smile on her face, nodded and said to Cai'er, "Okay, you can go back." ”

Cai'er saluted respectfully and said, "Yes." After speaking, he lowered his head and took a few steps back, turned around and went out.

Feng Yin looked at the direction in which Cai'er went out, a pair of lowered eyes gradually flashed with bright brilliance, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the uncle came back.