Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Heart medicine is here
He Lian'er said softly: "After I helped my parents send my elder brother to the grave, my father told my mother about Brother Xiao'an, and they were very worried when they learned that Brother Xiao'an fell ill because of his grief. I'll come back and visit Brother Xiaoan for them."

"Your parents are interested." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Qing... Sister Qing'er, is Brother Xiaoan feeling better?" He Lian'er mustered up her courage and asked again.

Yang Ruoqing squeezed out a wry smile, "I don't have a fever anymore, but I'm completely lost, and I don't talk to anyone. The situation is not very good."

He Lian'er frowned slightly.

When she rushed to the restaurant earlier, she heard about the situation from elder brother An's fifth uncle.

I also know that their siblings are on their way to Changhuaizhou for medical treatment.

He Lian'er was ashamed and uneasy when she came here by herself, but she couldn't help much, and interrupted her way to seek medical treatment.

He wanted to stop Uncle Wu from chasing him, but Uncle Wu had already arranged for someone to chase him...

That being the case, He Lian'er felt that it was necessary for her to meet Brother Xiao An, and she couldn't just go back like this.

"I, can I go and see Brother Xiaoan?" She asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly, "Of course, you can follow me."

He Lian'er was sent to Xiao An's room. At this time, Xiao An was sitting neatly behind the desk, holding a bunch of Sophora japonica flowers that Yang Ruoqing folded for him on the road, looking over and over again.

There are strings of small white bone buds, with a faint fragrance, Xiaoan seems to like it very much, and has been playing all the way.

"Go, talk to him, he doesn't even answer what we say."

Yang Ruoqing talked to He Lian'er, and stepped aside.

He Lian'er walked lightly to the desk, looking at Xiao An who was haggard and dull-eyed, she couldn't connect him with the elder brother Xiao An who talked with her in the mourning hall a few days ago, let alone the old brother An Brother Xiao An, who is full of sunshine and cheerful, is put together.

This is simply... a different person.

He Lian'er covered her mouth, tears were streaming down her face before she could speak.

Xiao An seemed to have a feeling, he slowly raised his eyes, and saw He Lian'er who was covering her mouth and weeping in front of her, his eyeballs moved a few times, and he didn't speak for many days, when the voice came from his mouth Sometimes, it was as hoarse as a knife drawing on a slate, as if it was about to cut blood.

But in Yang Ruoqing's ears, her younger brother's voice was the sound of nature.

Because, he who ignored everyone, unexpectedly called out He Lian'er's name the first time he saw her.

"Lian'er?"

He Lian'er put down her hands and nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Brother An, it's Lian'er, Lian'er is here to see you."

A smile appeared on Xiao An's face for the first time, and the ice in his eyes melted little by little, his eyes were like the warm sun in winter.

"Brother An, why are you so thin?"

He Lian'er came forward and stood in front of Xiao An, "Brother Xiao An, I heard that you are sick, and my parents and I miss you very much. You must listen to the doctor, take medicine well, and get better soon!"

Xiao An looked at He Lian'er, her eyes were also red.

"I, I am not worthy of your and uncle's concern, I, I am guilty, I killed Qingsong..."

Xiao An's voice was a little choked up, and she wanted to cry, but the tears couldn't come out no matter what.

His throat seemed to be stuffed with stones, and the heaviest stone was pressed against his heart, blood from all over his body was pouring into his eyes, and the bunch of Sophora japonica flowers had already been crushed into pieces by him.

He Lianer shook her head.

"No, brother Xiaoan, neither my parents nor I blamed you. It's not your fault. It's my brother who is unlucky."

Xiao An didn't think so, he lowered his head in shame, gritted his teeth, and the muscles and veins on his face were stiffened.

It seems that some are going to be a manic prelude.

Yang Ruoqing watched from a distance, her heart rose to her throat.

Suddenly, He Lian'er took off the bundle that was slung over her shoulder, put it on the table and said to Xiao An while pulling the bundle, "By the way, my parents asked me to bring you something..."

There are two things.

A brand new pair of shoes, a man's size.

There is also a [-]% new robe, which is also a man's.

"The shoes are my mother's new shoes for my brother, and the clothes are worn out by my brother. They were originally intended to be burned for my brother, but after discussion with my parents, I plan to give them to you."

"Mother said, your foot size is about the same as my brother's. I will wear shoes for you. You will have to walk a long, long way in the future. You should help my brother walk the unfinished road."

"My father asked me to give you the clothes. My father said, you are good brothers, and I will leave it for you to think about."

Xiao An took the shoes and clothes with trembling hands and held them tightly in her arms.

The tears I held back for many days finally came out of my eyes...

Yang Ruoqing quietly left the room, leaving the two of them talking inside.

When he got outside, Yang Huazhou, who was busy greeting guests just now, had time to run upstairs, seeing Yang Ruoqing standing at the corner of the stairs secretly wiping tears, Yang Huazhou's heart skipped a beat, and he strode up to her.

"Why are you crying? Did something happen to Xiao An?"

Seeing Yang Huazhou's nervous face, Yang Ruoqing quickly shook her head: "Don't panic, Uncle Wu, I'm happy..."

"Ah?" Yang Huazhou was even more puzzled.

With so many days of gloom and mist hanging over it, the entire Tianxiang Building, from the managers to the waiters, have been cautious wherever they go in the past few days, for fear of running into the bad luck of the boss and the shopkeeper.

Where does this joy come from?

"Uncle Wu, it's like this..."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't wait to share the joy with Yang Huazhou, so she pulled him aside and told about He Lianer's coming.

Yang Huazhou was also excited.

"It's good if you can talk, it's good if you know how to cry!" He nodded again and again, wishing he could run to Xiao'an's room and hug his head with him and cry again.

Yang Ruoqing stopped him: "Uncle Wu, let's not go in and disturb them now, let them have a good talk."

Yang Huazhou nodded repeatedly.

The two uncles and nephews stood guard at the stairs, you looked at me and smiled, and I looked at you with joy, the cloud that had been shrouded for several days was also blown away by a gust of wind.

Yes, a pair of shoes and a piece of clothing are not worth a lot, let alone a family heirloom.

But here in Xiaoan, the meaning is not ordinary.

This conveys the attitude of He father and mother, forgiveness, tolerance, understanding, acceptance, and encouragement.

For Xiaoan, this is a good medicine for him to let go of the burden in his heart and live in peace.

And the medicine will cure the disease.

At night, after He Lian'er returned to her guest room to rest, Xiao An came to Yang Ruoqing's room.

"Sister, these days... have made you all worry about me."

Yang Ruoqing was reading a book, when she heard Xiao An's words, she quickly put down the book to meet him, and took his hand affectionately to look him up and down.

"You silly brother, we are a family, as long as you are well, we are better than anything else."

"Come on, come sit here and have a good conversation with my sister. It's been a long time since we siblings talked like this."

Xiao An smiled foolishly, no matter how upright a man he has grown into, when he was pulled by his sister to sit on the stool, he was as obedient and obedient as the tiger-headed little guy back then.

"Sister, I came to see you because I have something to discuss with you."

(End of this chapter)