Yu Jun

Chapter 13 Sickness

When returning home, Wu's mother was in the courtyard facing the sky to pick up pearls for the people in the pearl shop, but Wu Yi hadn't returned yet from selling cakes.

Wu Jin chatted with her mother, and seeing that the sun was still pretty good, she went into the house and picked up Father Wu from the bed.

Along with the loss of two legs, Wu's father also lost all his strength. His originally strong body shrank, and his skin, muscles, tendons and bones were tightly connected, weighing only a basket of cakes.

Although the weight is not heavy, it is laborious to tidy it up.

Wu Jin put Father Wu on the toilet, and waited for Father Wu to urinate, he quickly wiped Father Wu's body, put on his clothes, cleaned his face and combed his hair, placed him on a chair covered with bedding, and finally moved the chair with him to the sun. under.

After such a lot of trouble, he was sweating all over, so he had no time to scrub, so he took the article and sat beside his father to recite it carefully.

When the sun went down, he moved Wu's father back into the house, and read by his father's side under the dim light.

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 while, and then happily came in to look for Wu Jin: "Brother, there is meat today!"

Wu's mother brought in the Zamian steamed bread and a pot of broth: "Look, you're so greedy."

Wu Jin put down her book, scooped up soup and meat for Father Wu, took two steamed buns, let him eat in peace, and scooped up a bowl of vegetable soup to eat slowly.

After eating, he hugged Father Wu to bed, covered the quilt and said: "Father, after saving some money, I will find a carpenter to build a small wheeled cart, and then I will push you out for a walk."

Father Wu stretched out his hand like a dead branch, and squeezed Wu Jin's palm hard: "Boss, I don't need a unicycle, you should study your books well, and when you pass the exam, will Dad take any car?"

Wu Jin nodded: "Yes, I know all about it."

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

Wu Jin just nodded, but her heart seemed to be crushed by a big rock and she couldn't breathe.

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

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

"On March 20st, 21th year of the Yuanzhang, the sky was clear and the weather was clear. In the afternoon, I went to Mo's Mansion to deliver elm cakes. I saw that Mo Lingfeng was innocent. He was the same year as my younger brother and had never been enlightened.

When I went home, I recited "University" and read "The Doctrine of the Mean". My father urged me earnestly. "

Putting away his pen and ink, he covered Wu Yi with a quilt, turned off the lamp, and fell asleep.

At the same time, the Mo Mansion was burning lamps to continue the day.

The brothers and sisters of the Mo family came back from the banquet, Mo Qianlan drank too much alcohol, his mind was clouded, and he didn't know where he was. Go back to "Changsui Residence" and spend the day only in the study.

The study is an old and solemn place, sitting alone on the right side of Mo's house, it is wide and deep, with scattered flowers and trees, and the bookshelves are more than seven feet high, one shelf extends out, and the vast sea of ​​books has collected all of Mo's family for hundreds of years.

Yin Bei and Yin Nan, the twins, sat outside the door, one eating and drinking with a smile on their face, and the other yawning coldly, without speaking.

In the study, Mo Qianlan was sitting in the teacher's chair with the chair collar, wearing an indigo shirt, listening to Mo Lingfeng sing.

Mo Lingfeng drank a bowl of sweet fruit wine, her face and lips were red, and she sat cross-legged, with colorful chairs surrounding her, making her look younger and fairer.

She fiddled with the xun with her fingers for a long time. She thought that Mo Qianlan had a headache, so she stopped blowing it. She just hummed a tune in her mouth, her voice was sweet, her long eyes were half-closed, and her body swayed back and forth.

Mo Qianlan pinched the root of the mountain, and said softly after listening: "Ah, sing it again."

"No singing." Mo Lingfeng straightened his legs, got off the chair, and yawned like a sleepy kitten, "I'm going to bed."

Mo Qianlan was suspiciously afraid, so he threatened her: "Brother, my heart hurts."

Sure enough, upon hearing that his heart ached, Mo Lingfeng immediately climbed onto the chair again and stared at him with burning eyes.

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

He closed his eyes and opened his mouth and said: "The storybook sung by Mo Qianlan today is a story of a poor family's children soaring upwards. It is called "The Breeze Blows Through the Ziyun Pavilion", but it is just a stroke of green ink. Over the heavy mountains, the spring breeze is triumphant and the horseshoes are rushing."

Mo Qianlan could be heard whispering outside the house, followed by a continuous melodious tone, although it was a man's voice, it was also full of delight.

Mo Lingfeng closed his eyes and fell asleep, sleeping soundly. He was still distracted to listen to this bizarre story. After an unknown amount of time, Mo Qianlan, who had been patting her rhythmically, suddenly stopped and tried his best to shake her. Placed in a chair beside him, with his head down, he suddenly fell over.

"Brother!" Mo Lingfeng woke up suddenly, jumped off the chair, and looked at Mo Qianlan with his head, but Mo Qianlan's teeth were closed tightly, and after a brief convulsion, he fell into a coma.

Yin Nan and Yin Bei rushed in, Mo Lingfeng squatted on the ground, tears streaming down his face, grabbed Mo Qianlan's hand tightly, and shouted: "Call the doctor! Call Uncle Zhao!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Qianlan woke up with a pale face, spat out the blood from his mouth, took the tea handed over by Zhao Shiheng to rinse his mouth, and looked at Li Yitie: "Is it the heart of the stove?"

Li Yitie nodded: "You haven't had epilepsy for four years. I didn't expect it to be so dangerous. The five internal organs were injured at the root before, and it is difficult to take care of them. We can only warm them up first."

After all, he sat down and opened the party.

Mo Lingfeng stood by the table, tiptoed to watch, saw the words "Long Fu Gan", then turned his eyes away - he didn't quite recognize the words on it.

Li Yitie opened the prescription, and Zhao Shiheng took the prescription to go out with him, and seemed to have something to say.

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

Only the brothers and sisters of the Mo family were left in the room. Mo Lingfeng walked to the bed, wiped off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, rolled onto Mo Qianlan's chest, and cried out with a "wow": "Brother..."

Her drowsiness was gone, and she cried unreservedly with her childish voice, tearing up.

"I was scared to death...I thought you were dead...brother..."

Mo Qianlan let her wipe her tears and snot on her clothes, and hugged her in his arms to comfort her: "Brother is fine, it's just that he drank too much and fell, how can he die so easily."

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

He still wanted to say something, but his eyelids didn't listen to him, and he drooped heavily, his throat seemed to be filled with cotton, and he couldn't make any sound. In the end, he could only pat her with all his strength, and fell asleep.

And Mo Lingfeng waited for a while, put a finger under Mo Qianlan's nose, made sure that he was just asleep, got up, stared at Mo Qianlan for a while, climbed out of bed again, put on his shoes and went out. door.

The nuns and maidservants standing in the yard flocked to her and surrounded her back to Changsui's residence.

(End of this chapter)