The Rebirth of Miss Xin Er

Chapter 135

Reminiscent of the unusual atmosphere between the two before, Xin Er thinks that Liang Xinghui is undoubtedly Liang Jingsheng.

She entertained Uncle Ying in the living room, bringing out seasonal fruits and herbal teas, but her mind was still wandering around the two old men who ran away without a trace.

Shouldn't this be called "Nowhere to hide when you step through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it?"She went all the way north to find someone but failed, but the man came to her door automatically.Life is full of surprises, isn't it?An unfilial son who barked everywhere came on the front foot, followed by an old brother who had been looking for for many years.This life is full of ups and downs, and happiness comes so fast that Master can't bear it...

However, she thought that Liang Jingsheng should be the same age as the master. He is obviously in his seventies and eighties, why does he look so young?It's really not that she wants to arrange the master. To be honest, the master looks as old as the master's son. Master, are you really right about his age?If it is true, master, would you be too anxious to grow up?囧~
Here, Xin Er is still thinking wildly, taking a sip of herbal tea from a porcelain cup, grabbing a red bayberry, and Ying Tianhui, who is not good at chatting like before, chattering one-sidedly , "Your place is really nice, the environment is good and the temperature is not too high, unlike Beijing where it is so hot that people can be steamed, and the plums are also delicious, sweet and sour to relieve greasy and appetizing."

"No wonder you don't like staying in Beijing, I think I can understand. Ah, by the way, you planted and picked these grapes yourself in your yard? It's so sweet! When I first came in, I saw the bunches hanging It's full of branches, it's really eye-catching!"

So, uncle, are you a foodie?Xin Er stared at him with eyes full of black lines, and said as if the capital had no grapes or red bayberry, don't let people despise you for your far-fetched flattery, this style of painting is not suitable for you, uncle!

As if he understood the meaning expressed in Xin Er's eyes, Ying Tianhui smiled awkwardly, put down his teacup and said seriously, "Actually, I want to ask how is your master?"

"How about what?"

"It's just about temperament... Is there any special requirement for asking him to go to the doctor for medical treatment, or are there any rules?"

"Have you read too many Jin Yong's novels?" Xin Er looked at him amusedly, without hiding the look of Noyu in his eyes, "Hey, I really didn't realize that uncle, you are such a thoughtful person."

"!!" This is not to blame for the first impression your uncle gave!If it wasn't for the nonsense he said, they could be blamed for thinking so much!You know, in order to heal Taemin's leg, he really thought of everything.

Because of his mother's early death, as the youngest son of the Han family, he was almost entirely brought up by Taemin's mother.Because my sister always said how much my mother loved them and talked a lot about my mother. Later, he insisted on changing his mother's surname despite his family's opposition. My sister still stood by his side gently and supported him, giving him encouragement and courage.It can be said that if there is no sister, there would be no Ying Tianhui now.

And Taemin is the only child left by his sister. This child lost her forever before he saw his mother, just like him back then, but Taemin was not as lucky as him.As the eldest son of the Li family, he was strictly required since he was a child, and was taught to be a man who stands upright and shoulders the responsibility for the future of the entire family.Even though they have done a good job, no one will give affirmative appreciation, they will only ask for more stringent.

Due to family reasons, the only people close to Taemin are his grandfather and him.As long as I think about it, when I was a child, the porcelain doll who made two small people out of mud and proudly came to him to praise him for candy, has grown into a mature, quiet and indifferent man in a blink of an eye, relying on a belief to protect his mother. The tough son image of status.He has seen how difficult it has been in the past twenty years or so.

Now, at the most glorious stage of his life, he was suddenly told that he might have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, how could he accept it?What he has to do has not been completed, how can he be defeated by this little wheelchair?He was going to stand up, stand proudly before those people, and punish those who took everything from his mother.He must stand up!He will help him no matter the cost.If there is no sister to protect, then he will replace sister!

Xin Er didn't know whether to interrupt his sudden state of deep thought, but in the end he just pouted and threw a grape in his mouth to chew.

"Xin Er, your master's medical skills are very powerful, right? He can definitely cure my nephew, can't he?"

"..." Xin Er was speechless, how could she know.If your nephew is terminally ill, even the Immortal Da Luo can't cure it. "Uh, what's wrong with your nephew? So many famous doctors in Beijing have no hope of treating him. Could it be that it's really serious? If that's the case, then my master may not be... He's just an old doctor, not a fairy!"

Ying Tianhui smiled wryly, "I'm too impatient, let's wait until your master has seen it."

"Alright, uncle, don't worry too much, think about the positive side of everything, maybe you will have a different feeling." Xin Er patted him on the shoulder as if comforting, and said very maturely.

"You little girl is so old-fashioned, don't say you are my apprentice when you go out!"

Xin Er turned his head and saw the master and uncle walking from the side of the porch.The master's old eyes were shining, his complexion was as usual, the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously, and he knew that he was in a good mood at a glance, and even his walking steps were as easy as floating.And Liang Jingsheng who followed behind... oh no, it should be called Liang Xinghui, and he also followed with a smile and a soft face, no longer the strong uncle before?Uncle?囧... People have a face that doesn't match their age, I really don't know what to call it...

Upon hearing the sound, Ying Tianhui hurriedly stood up and greeted the visitor respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Liang."

"Where are these two Mr. Liang, who do you ask?" Xin Er was dissatisfied with the master complaining about her, so she had no choice but to complain about the uncle to vent her depression.

"This...." Ying Tianhui was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Haha, don't pay attention to this girl, she's skinny. Come on, sit down." Liang Haoyun greeted people to sit down with great interest, and sat on the grand teacher's chair by himself, holding a small teapot and taking a sip happily.

Liang Xinghui sat under him, leaned leisurely and did not speak, but kept looking at Xin Er with a pair of eyes with great interest.

Ying Tianhui sat down cautiously, straightened his back and maintained the state when he was speaking with the elders in the family, and waited tremblingly for orders.

(End of this chapter)