"When?"

Han Yi stopped and asked Ono.

"A week ago. ”

After Han Xiaoye finished speaking, he buried his head on Han Yi's shoulder, and continued: "I went to the hospital in Sichuan Prefecture, and I haven't come back yet, I called Sister Li Man to ask, and said that it has been controlled." I don't know the specifics······"

Han Yi's expression became solemn, did Li Dacheng's illness attack?

Progeria, Werner's Syndrome······

These two words slipped through Han Yi's mind, and his heart seemed to stop beating, it was time to come······

Han Yi was silent, Han Xiaoye didn't speak, Han Yi hugged her for a while, stopped on the side of the road, waited for a while and the bus came, the two got on the bus, Han Yi took out the phone and called Li Man.

Han Xiaoye put his head over and pressed his face against Han Yi, just sandwiching his phone in the middle. Han Yi could only stare at him with her eyes, but she couldn't see it yet.

The call was answered quickly.

"Boy, you still have a conscience, just call the old lady now!"

Even though Li Man's voice sounded no different from usual, Han Yi could feel that she was tired. Han Yi didn't know how to comfort Li Man, but said that he had just returned from Shengjing, and asked her, "When will Dacheng come back to Xixian?"

"Tomorrow the last observation, when it stabilizes, I will go back, this disease can only be controlled, there is no cure. Li Man said weakly.

"Okay, call me when you come back, you're cutting my hair, I haven't had a haircut in a month, I'm waiting for you. Han Yi could only comfort Li Man like this.

"If you kid has a conscience, then you can wait for me. ”

The tone of Li Man's voice changed suddenly, and it was warm and weak, like instant noodles being scalded in hot water.

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for your call!"

Han Yike didn't dare to continue, there was a small tail next to him, and he was eavesdropping with his face on his face, he tilted his head after he finished speaking, the phone fell, he caught it with his hand, and then hung up.

"Brother, does Sister Li Man like you?" Han Xiaoye leaned over, his two eyes shining like light bulbs.

Han Yi was scared and lowered her head, "What do you want to stinky girl!"

"Your brother and I are so handsome, shouldn't she like me!" Han Yi touched his cheek and shook his head, "No way, why am I so handsome!"

Han Yi snorted, remembering that Li Dacheng was camping in Shanshen Lake on his birthday, and Li Man kissed him. The most memorable thing is the taste of low-calorie biscuit cheese.

Poof!

Han Xiaoye couldn't hold back his laughter, and fell into Han Yi's arms again, "Brother, it's narcissistic to say that it's nice!

"I think you're in arrears, wait for you to go home!" Han Yi pretended to be hideous and terrifying and threatened Han Xiaoye, but Han Xiaoye lay in his arms and didn't look at him.

Han Yishun patted Han Xiaoye's buttocks and put her schoolbag on the half seat she had removed, there were very few students on the bus, and there were many students riding bicycles on the side of the road.

Han Xiaoye wore a school uniform as blue as the sky, with wide and fat trousers, but when he turned around and lay on Han Yi's body, he pulled out the piece of his butt and clinged to his body, looking quite round, Han Yi patted it, pinched it, and secretly moved in his heart: "Is it really fat?"

As soon as Han Yi wanted to pinch it again to see if he was really fat, he felt a pain on the meat of his thigh, and he was bitten by Han Xiaoye by the humid heat, and at the same time, there was a vague voice, "Tap... Hmm... It hurts!"

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, changed his kneading and touching, attached his hand to it and kneaded the dough as if grabbing it, and looked out the window.

The weather outside the car was clear, and the blue sky seemed to stretch endlessly in front of the bus as it moved.

The speed of the car was very fast, and the smoke rising from the village swept through the village, and it took less than an hour to reach Hanjia Village.

Han Yi didn't buy anything when he went to Shengjing this time, the luggage was simple, just some change of clothes, Han Xiaoye also had a backpack, was it the one that he had already told Han Yi about, or when Han Yi was practicing splitting mung beans, he needed the help of this girl, and was blackmailed by her for hundreds of yuan to buy it, at this time, I saw that there were a lot of cartoon characters posted on it, but unfortunately Han Yi only knew a few.

After getting out of the car, Han Xiaoye didn't want to walk, so he jumped on Han Yi's back and asked Han Yi to carry her home. Han Yi was afraid that he would slide down, so he dragged her, "Hurry down, what do you look like in the village!"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of in Hanjiacun, if I don't come down, I want you to carry me!" Han Xiaoye ignored Han Yi, and Han Yi couldn't throw her down, so he walked like a fly, and it was only a few hundred meters from the entrance of the station village to his home, and Han Yi didn't need to get home for a few minutes with a person on his back.

Han Xiaoye was willing to come down, and the old yellow dog had already smelled the smell and rushed over, followed by Er Huang on the back of his buttocks.

Han Yi didn't expect Er Huang to arrive home earlier than him, and then he saw Han Xiaoye let out a scream of surprise, pounced on him, and hugged Er Huang in his arms.

Er Huang is still very spiritual, or his nose is very useful, he can distinguish the common smell of Han Xiaoye and Han Yi, and at this time, he licked Han Xiaoye's face and was extremely affectionate.

Han Yi also hugged the old yellow dog into his arms, this dog was heavier, he felt more active, and his skin was much softer, not as tight as when he was picked up before.

Grandpa was knocking on the cigarette pouch in the yard, and saw Han Yi with a smile on his face.

Han Yi quarreled with the old yellow dog for a while, hugged Erhuang, and then came to his grandfather's side.

"My eldest grandson is back. Grandpa took Han Yi's hand and looked Han Yi up and down, "It's good, there are no missing arms or legs." ”

"The grandson is not angry, and he caused a little trouble. Han Yi said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's a big deal. The old man patted Han Yi's hand, "I'm still alive, and I still have a little face." ”

Han Yi nodded, knowing that his grandfather might have made arrangements, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to come out so quickly.

"Let's go inside and eat!"

The old man had already prepared a meal, fish and meat, two cold dishes, as well as pasted cakes, and gruel with leftovers.

Han Yi smelled his appetite and poured a full glass of wine for his grandfather, he also poured a glass for himself, Han Xiaoye was crazy and wanted to drink it, grandpa allowed it, and Han Yi poured two sips for her.

The meal was full, the wine was also down, Han Yi lay comfortably on the kang, Han Xiaoye cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and the grandfather went to the field to manage the livestock and add some forage.

Han Yi lay down for a while and got off the kang, thinking about taking the clothes out of the bag and soaking them, and washing them out tomorrow, who knew that when he looked at the backpack, he had already called Han Xiaoye to empty it, and the clothes were all soaked, so he went out of the house to talk to his grandfather in the yard.

The old yellow dog Erhuang is grabbing food, and the old yellow dog is still relatively humble, perhaps because he is old and has a lot less fighting spirit.

Han Yi picked up the cigarette pouch that his grandfather put on the wall, the old man was changing the water for the black donkey, and he said while filling the cigarette: "Master, I have practiced kung fu until my heart is full of heart." ”

Grandpa glanced at Han Yi, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll pass on the rest of the twelve shapes to you in the next two days." ”