Evil Master's Little Sweetheart

"Then you sleep." She laughed, not angry at all.

"No, I can't. when I get there, I'll sleep over the station. I haven't been home for more than a month. Hehe, my mother will kill chickens for me today."

"Greedy cat."

"The local chicken at home is the best. Hehe."

"You know how to eat."

"Anyway, I'm not afraid to eat the body of the airport. Ha ha."

"Then, I can't get married."

"Well, I didn't want to get married at all. Otherwise, my daughter would have had a lot of children."

Talking and laughing, I arrived soon. When I got out of the car, I realized that the village was not small. There were at least hundreds of families in a big village. Although the conditions here were not as good as those in the city, the houses were very beautiful, just like villas in the city, and the air was very good. When I walked along the road in the village, the cement ground stretched forward. It was not like the countryside, It's not the same as what she imagined. It's just a small town, but there are fewer people.

Anyang all the way to say hello to people, Mo Xiaozhu quietly behind her, looking like the sun in front of Anyang, she did not want anything, just as to vacation.

The mood is never good, such a good weather will really infect people's mood is particularly good, Anyang suddenly stopped, "bamboo, you see in front of there, that is my home."

With the hand of Anyang looking past, quite trendy small house, "Anyang, I have to rob you, your villa can be very beautiful."

"What's the matter? For the sake of this small western style building, my father owes a lot of debt. Otherwise, he won't even have the money for medical treatment. Alas, the days of the common people, no matter what they add, are saved from their teeth."

Yes, I think it's true.

"Anyang, let's start a company in the future." If she is still alive, she will start a company with Anyang.

"OK, but I don't have the capital. I'll do chores for you. Ha ha, but I want a high salary. Mo Xiaoxiao, you want to turn me into a white-collar woman, and let me feel the feeling of being a white-collar."

"Ha ha, you will suffer with me then."

"I'm not afraid to bear hardships. I'm afraid that I don't have any money to earn. No man wants to... Wuwu..." Anyang's voice suddenly became smaller. "I'll see my mother later. If she asks you if I have a boyfriend, you can say yes, OK?"

Mo Xiaozhu smiles, but does not answer her.

"Say, do you hear me?"

"No

"How come you didn't bring you here? If you said no, my mother would talk about it from the moment she saw me to the moment I left. Good bamboo, I'll ask you. Otherwise, my ears are not clean, and you can't be clean."

"Cluck..." she covered her lips and laughed, but she didn't agree with Anyang.

"Yang Yang..." is smiling, a "Yang Yang" attracted her and Anyang's attention, look at the past together, the door of the small building has a woman.

Anyang ran over and cried, "Mom, I'm back." That kind of excitement has long forgotten the matter of asking Mo Xiaozhu.

Mo Xiaozhu followed.

Anyang's mother seems to be in her fifties, not old at all. "Yangyang, is this Miss Mo?"

"Auntie, just call me bamboo."

"It's really watery, like a girl. It's like Yangyang. Oh, Yangyang, tell mom, do you have a boyfriend?"

Sure enough, as soon as we met, Anyang's mother cared about Anyang's boyfriend.

"Yes, Ma, don't worry. Your daughter will be married soon." Anyang said, squeezing his eyes at Mo Xiaozhu.

Mo Xiaozhu laughs. She can't bear to see Anyang like this. Besides, she also wants to be quiet. She can't stand Anyang tormenting her from time to time. "Auntie, I've seen it too. It's not bad."

"Yang Yang, why don't you take it home? If your father had seen you, he would have been well. "

"Mom, I've only known each other for half a month. I'm still in the understanding stage and I haven't decided yet. Why should I bring it back?"

"Oh, yeah, look at me, I'm a fool. You didn't have a boyfriend when your father went to the city last month. Next month, when your father goes to the city again, I'll go and check for you."

After hearing this, Anyang's face suddenly turned black. Her boyfriend wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it. Fortunately, the whole family came out to meet her, and the topic was staggered.

An's family is really lively. Mo Xiaozhu really lives in an's family.

She likes the air in the countryside. After lunch, Anyang takes her around. Unexpectedly, Anyang is still very proud in this village. No one doesn't know her. She takes Mo Xiaozhu with her everywhere. Mo Xiaozhu seems to be her follower. Just follow her. She suddenly likes the bustle. How nice it is for people to live and see the sun, Meeting new people and new things.

"Bamboo, the front is the home of the old traditional Chinese medicine I said. I'll take you there. He's amazing. He can often make the simplest Chinese medicine into the most effective prescription." Anyang opened her voice as soon as she talked about it, which is her strong point.

As Anyang entered the courtyard, the courtyard was quiet, with Chinese herbal medicine drying everywhere. Smelling the fragrance, it gave Mo Xiaozhu a feeling of returning to the ancient times.

Knock on the door, she heard an old voice, "come in."

Anyang pushed the door into the room. The room was very bright. An old man was sitting on the bed making herbs. Looking up, he saw Anyang and said with a smile, "Yang girl, you're here."

"Huabo, you are still so strong. With these herbs with you every day, you dare not even touch the disease gas."

"Ha ha, you are the girl who can talk the most. Who is this?" Hua Bo saw Mo Xiaozhu who was following Anyang and asked in a low voice.

"Mo Xiaozhu." See flower Bo, she reported her real name.

Huabo reached out to hold her hand, old hand, also with some calluses, just a grip, the old man want to also don't want to say: "your face is not good, green through white, your blood is a little thick, recently is there drowsiness symptoms?"

Mo Xiaozhu was silly. He didn't even touch his pulse. The old man nodded in a hurry and said, "mm-hmm, yes, I'm sick."

This is an occupational disease. As soon as we met, the old man gave Mo Xiaozhu a pulse. He held it carefully and attentively for three minutes. Then he stopped, but he didn't say a word. He seemed to be thinking about something.

Anyang can't help it, "Uncle Hua, how about it? Can she be cured?"

Hua Bo raised his head, but shook his head, "alas."

"Huabo, what do you mean? You mean it can't be cured?" Anyang anxious, quickly asked.

Hua Bo shook his head again.

Mo Xiaozhu was confused. What he meant was that he could cure it or not, "Uncle Hua, you can tell me, I can stand it."

"Girl, if you can trust me, I'll say it."

"I believe it, you say." How could she not believe such an expert who could tell her that she was ill by shaking hands face to face.

"You can cure this disease, but it's a little troublesome."

"Can it be cured?" As soon as Mo Xiaozhu's eyes brightened, she thought she didn't have much life. Suddenly she knew that she could cure it. She was really surprised.

"Yes, but there are some things in the world that you have to make your own choices

What's the meaning of this? Listen to language with mystery, "flower uncle, you say, what do you want me to choose?"

"You have a medicine that is very effective for this disease, but if you use it, it will damage your brain."

"Do you mean that it is possible to cure my present illness and cause me to have other diseases?" Only then has the joy to fade suddenly, that is not treated is equivalent to not treated.

"Not really. It's just damage, but it's hard for me to predict the extent of the damage. Maybe it's serious, maybe it's not serious."

"What are the consequences?" Before she asked, Anyang asked anxiously.

"It's just memory loss. You decide for yourself. If you want to cure it, I'll give you a prescription. If you don't want to, don't try."

The air suddenly dull up, Mo Xiaozhu's head a little dizzy, amnesia?

What that means is clear to her, and she is not sure what memories she will lose, so her life is in a mess, even she doesn't know?

She really hesitated.

"Bamboo, what else do you think? Which is more important, life or amnesia?" Anyang shakes her shoulder, trying to wake her up.

Yes, life and amnesia are of course more important.

Mo Xiaozhu wakes up and finally understands what Hua bogang means by asking her to make a choice.

Everything in the world is that there is gain when there is loss. She can cure without Weiwei's bone marrow. There is nothing better than that.

Amnesia, some memories lost to lose it, she now in addition to her mother's legacy has nothing, no longer afraid to lose anything, right?

After thinking about it, she nodded heavily, "OK, I'll cure you."

"OK, I'll write the prescription. Anyang, go and rub the ink for me."

The room was soon filled with the fragrance of ink. In this era, there are few people who insist on writing calligraphy. The old man is a national treasure. Smelling the fragrance of ink in the room, he took the old man's prescription and a piece of light paper, but it also gave her a heavy feeling. What if she even forgot her children in the future?

"Girl, if you regret it, it's still time."

She chuckled. "I don't regret it." As long as she can live and see the children, what else can she be dissatisfied with.

I always think I'm going to die, but now, I'm not sure that I can live, but at least, she has hope.

"Yes, I'll go and get the medicine." Then the old man got out of bed and went to get the medicine for her.

"Wait a minute." She whispered. She was afraid that she would lose her memory, so she couldn't forget anything about Li lingran.