The overall situation has been decided, and everyone has retreated.

The things that were originally in charge of the Zhang family are now busy with the Shi family.

Shi's wife and daughter Xiaoxia all came to serve Meng Ran and Mrs. Meng's daily life.

The filial piety period has not expired for three years, even if Meng Ran was seriously injured, Mrs. Meng did not mention the matter of returning to the city, but just let her son Meng Ran recuperate in the village with peace of mind.

Early in the morning of the second day, Mrs. Meng instructed the little maid Chunsheng and the maid Xiaohuan to return to the city, and asked them to bring some daily belongings, and asked Fu Bo to preside over some matters of the farm by the way.

Mrs. Meng and the acting steward of the new farm did not embarrass Uncle Zhang's family, they should have packed up their things and taken them away, and as for the things that were originally the Meng family, they must all be left. Although they parted ways, they didn't fall into the trap of people.

The days went by in an orderly manner.

The coolness became more and more refreshing, and Meng Ran's shoulders slowly improved, and began to scab and grow flesh.

Meng Ran shouted every day, his shoulder was painful and itchy, and everyone said that this was a sign that the wound was about to heal, and asked him to continue to endure it.

When the first snow fell on the world, Meng Ran's shoulders could already make some large movements, but they couldn't last long, in this regard, Mrs. Meng repeatedly ordered Meng Ran to strictly prohibit Meng Ran from making big moves, just let him study at home, or let the two little girls play with him.

Although Meng Ran was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to violate his mother's will, so he had to be depressed every day.

Mrs. Meng turned a blind eye to this, but did not hear it.

It wasn't until the day of the winter solstice that Meng Ran's courtyard had some different sounds from usual, that is, Meng Ran's laughter.

Fang Xing is here.

Meng Ran was very happy, "Uncle Fang, you haven't come to see me for a long time, are you busy with something?"

Fang Xing subconsciously shook his head, nodded again, and said insincerely: "Yes, I've been busy lately, so I didn't come to see you." Today is the winter solstice, so I want to accompany you and eat dumplings with you by the way. ”

Meng Ran was very excited, "That's the best, if you can accompany me every day, it will be even better." ”

Fang Xing smiled reluctantly, and didn't continue the topic, just said some irrelevant interesting things.

Meng Ran was amused.

After a while, Mrs. Meng, who had gone out to enjoy the scenery, came back, and after seeing Fang Xing beside her son, her face instantly turned cold.

After Fang Xing noticed it, he opened his mouth and explained: "Hello madam, I haven't seen Ran'er for a long time, and I miss him a little, so I came to see him." ”

"Oh, yes? That's hard work, Lord Fang. Mrs. Meng's answer was very uncomfortable.

Meng Ran was very puzzled, he didn't understand why his mother was so cold to Fang Xing, he gently tugged at Mrs. Meng's sleeve.

Mrs. Meng didn't pay attention to Meng Ran, but just looked at Fang Xing fixedly.

Fang Xing couldn't sit still any longer, so he was about to get up and leave.

Mrs. Meng didn't stop her, she just watched Fang Xing take a step.

Meng Ran opened his mouth and said, "Mother, Uncle Fang is here to accompany me for the winter solstice, can we eat dumplings together?"

"No need. ”

Fang Xing didn't wait for Mrs. Meng to speak, but forced a smile and said, "Ran'er, I'm just coming to see you, nothing else matters." I'll go back first, and I'll come back to see you another day. ”

Meng Ran was caught off guard by Fang Xing's answer, and froze in place stupidly.

But Mrs. Meng, who had never spoken, made a voice, "Since Lord Fang is leaving, I'll send it off." ”

Fang Xing knew that Mrs. Meng had something to say to herself, so she didn't refuse.

Out of the courtyard and stepping onto the dirt road of the farm, Mrs. Meng slowly spoke, "Does Master Fang know what I am going to say?"

Fang Xing shook his head, "Although I don't know what Madame is going to say, Fang Mou knows what Madame is going to express." ”

"Oh?

"Madame just wants to say, let Fang stay away from the young master, or never disturb the young master's life again. That's what Madame meant, right?"

"Not bad. ”

Although he knew what Mrs. Meng meant, the moment she said it coldly, Fang Xing was still a little sad, so that his mood was very low.

Fang Xing was silent, like a bitter green cypress in the north wind.

Madam Meng may have noticed Fang Xing's mood change, maybe she didn't care, she just continued to speak, "Then do you know why?"

Fang Xing sighed, "I know." I concealed the young master's illness. However, I don't have any selfish intentions, I just don't want everyone to worry, I don't want to make the young master sad, and I don't want to leave a shadow on his heart. ”

Fang Xing finally said what he buried in his heart under the persecution of Mrs. Meng, and the moment he said it, Fang Xing was a little inexplicably relaxed.

Mrs. Meng still looked so light, "I know that you are for the good of Ran'er, so I don't care, and I know that you are for the good of Ran'er, so I am even more angry." For his good, you teach him to dance with guns and sticks, and teach him any kung fu, all of which I can accept. However, he almost died in the mountains and forests.

If he hadn't learned those martial arts that day, he would naturally not have followed Xiao Yu into the mountains and forests, and he would not have been seriously injured, and he would not have the possibility of becoming disabled. He is my son and the only seedling of the Meng family, if something really happens to him, how can I explain to his father?

Fang Xing lowered his head and was silent.

The wind gradually stopped, and Fang Xing's waist gradually returned to straightness.

He spoke softly, "Madam, the young master is a man, he always has to hold up a piece of the sky, in this world, if he doesn't have a little martial arts, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the future." I feel very distressed and guilty about his injury, but I don't regret teaching him kung fu......"

Fang Xing hugged his fist towards Mrs. Meng, "Madam, that's all for my words. It's cold in winter, so go back quickly, don't catch a cold. Fang resigned. ”

With that, Fang Xing left without looking back, and gradually disappeared on the desolate country road.

Mrs. Meng stayed where she was for a long time before returning.

When she arrived in the courtyard, Mrs. Meng saw her son Meng Ran waiting under the eaves, and scolded with some distress: "Don't you know that your body is distressed? ”

Meng Ran obediently entered the room, but the corners of his mouth kept hanging high.

"What, are you dissatisfied with me?" said Mrs. Meng.

"The child doesn't dare. ”

"Don't dare? I see that your lips can be tethered, what else do you not dare?"

"I think you're being unreasonable!"

"Hehe..."Mrs. Meng smiled coldly, "You think I'm unreasonable?

"You're unreasonable anyway. Meng Ran bumped into his mother for the first time.

"Good, good, good. I'm not reasonable..."Mrs. Meng slammed the table, "It's all my fault, isn't it? Those beasts reasoned with you, why didn't they spare you? Why did they almost eat you? The people of the Zhang family are reasonable, why do they all put the blame on you?"

Meng Ran was annoyed by what Mrs. Meng said, and asked loudly: "How can that beast be reasonable? Didn't Xiao Yu also speak for me? Why did you have to drive away Uncle Zhang and his family? Do you know how miserable Xiao Yu was when I went to send Xiao Yu?"

"Okay, very good, you talk back to me for an outsider......" Mrs. Meng was so angry that she felt a sharp pain in her chest, reached out to cover her chest, and then gasped for breath.

Xiaohuan hurriedly stepped forward to stroke her back, but Mrs. Meng refused, "It's good to be angry, if you are angry with me, he can live in his own world alone, and he can do whatever he wants." ”

Mrs. Meng walked out of the house angrily, and Xiaohuan hurriedly followed.

At this time, the north wind blew again, and the wind was mixed with fine snowflakes.

"Madam, it's snowing, let's go back. ”

"You go back first, leave me alone. ”

In the wind and snow, Mrs. Meng walked forward alone, followed by a thin figure.

The terrain is getting higher and higher, and the cottages are getting farther and farther away.

After a while, the ancestral tomb of the Meng family appeared in front of him.

Facing Meng Hao's grave, Mrs. Meng whispered: "Master, Ran'er has grown up and has his own ideas, but ah, he is still too young, how can he understand the sinister hearts of people, how can he know the sophistication of human feelings, he just blindly follows his own ideas, how can I not worry? But he didn't listen to what I said, what should I do?"

In front of her husband's grave, Mrs. Meng told her husband about the cause and effect, and then told her husband what she had done.

"Am I really wrong?"

Xiaohuan, who was standing not far away, was already in tears.

"Master, the child has grown up, and some things are not up to us, since this is the case, let him make his own decisions. Anyway, it's his own business, and he decides for himself. I hope you don't blame me. ”

Mrs. Meng said some more heartfelt words, and left, Xiaohuan was far behind, distressed.

That night, Mrs. Meng developed a high fever and fell unconscious. By this time, the gates of the city had been closed, and the people were helpless. I can only keep changing the sweat towel on her forehead and keep feeding her water.

The busy Xiaohuan looked at Meng Ran, who was worried on the side, and turned to Xiaolian and said, "Xiaolian, you are guarding Madame here, I'll go and say a few words to the young master." ”

After that, Xiaohuan took Meng Ran's hand and was about to leave, Meng Ran looked puzzled: "Sister Xiaohuan, what are you going to do?"

"Naturally, I have something to say to you. ”

"Is there something you can't say here?"

"Yes, as long as the young master doesn't feel embarrassed, I'm fine. ”

"What the hell are you going to say?" Meng Ran was a little impatient.

"Okay, then I'll say it. Xiaohuan pointed to Mrs. Meng who was unconscious, "The reason why Mrs. Meng is in a coma is naturally clear to the young master." Madame said a lot of things at the grave of the old man, do you know how sad she is? Do you know how sad she is? But why don't you understand? Isn't everything Madame does for you? Young master, why don't you understand?"

"Where's it for me? she's ......"

"Madame scolded you and blamed you for worrying about you, Madame drove away the Zhang family for Liwei and for the benefit of the Meng family. Do you know what kind of prestige Steward Zhang has here? Do you know how much food Steward Zhang is greedy for? Do you know what Steward Zhang has done behind his back? You don't know, you only know how to lose your temper, you only know how to make your wife sad. I'm an illiterate maid who knows that Madame is for your good, why don't you know?"

Meng Ran was speechless and faceless.