Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

"Squeak-"

The door was gently pushed open, and the boy who was responsible for running errands for Qiu Rirong poked his head in.

It's a pity that the distance is quite far, and the gauze curtain and bead curtain make it difficult to see the figures behind.

The boy walked a few steps forward and stopped outside the bead curtain.

He bent down and asked softly.

"Master, are you awake yet?"

Qiu Rirong didn't know why Cheng Yaozu came to see him, but he vaguely felt that it had something to do with Qiu Wanying.

From the beginning, Qiu Rirong did not look down upon Cheng Yaozu.

It can be said that half of Cheng Yaozu's rolling eyes in the Qiu Mansion came from Mr. Qiu.

He was also sensible and knew that Mr. Qiu looked down on him, so he didn't get too close to him.

He focused on Qiu Wanying to please her.

Seeing that his daughter was happy, Qiu Rirong did not make things difficult for him and turned a blind eye.

Miles Yaozu didn't have the habit of visiting him on weekdays, but Qiu Wanying would come over at a fixed time every day to chat with Qiu Rirong.

There has been no news since Qiu Wanying took Cheng Yao and Tingyu to Qiubu Village a few days ago.

Qiu Rirong couldn't help but feel a little worried while lying on the bed. The servant only told him that the eldest lady went to Qiubu Village to inspect the factory.

After hearing this, he felt both proud and worried.

After being gone for several days, there was no bad news coming from the outside, and the days just passed day by day.

But Qiu Rirong's already unstable heart sounded the alarm the first second he heard Cheng Yaozu's voice.

Why is he here, but something happened to Wan'er?
Qiu Rirong suppressed his anxiety and replied calmly.

"I woke up and let him in."

After getting Mr. Qiu's affirmative reply, the man just went out to reply to the message.

"Hey, uncle, you came at the right time."

"The master just woke up and asked you to come in and talk."

"it is good."

Cheng Yaozu only replied with one word.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of him entering the door.

Master Qiu did not call the servants to come in to serve him anymore, and since the master was talking, it was naturally inconvenient for the servants to be present without permission.

The boy who was in charge of delivering the message just now closed the door and stood upright, ready to be dispatched at any time.

As soon as Cheng Yaozu entered the door, he was hit by the strong smell of medicine and coughed twice slightly in discomfort.

The whole room was immersed in deep silence, only the occasional crunching and ticking sounds broke the quiet atmosphere.

Until Cheng Yaozu entered, it was as quiet as a forbidden place.

Mr. Qiu is the most dignified person in the house, and no one dares to disrespect him.

Naturally, no one dares to approach his room without his permission.

Mr. Qiu likes quietness and dislikes extravagance and waste.

Therefore, except for some necessary servants, no one was walking around in the yard.

Therefore, his courtyard can be regarded as one of the most lonely places in Qiu Mansion.

After Cheng Yaozu entered the room, it took him a few seconds to adapt to the dim environment here.

The windows were all closed, and even reinforced with a few more layers, and only a faint light shone through the gaps.

The whole room was lifeless, filled with a sense of decay.

Before that, Qiu Wanying also persuaded him several times.

But Mr. Qiu still went his own way, and for some reason, he began to become photophobic.

This was not an important matter. Seeing his persistence, Qiu Wanying had no choice but to let it go.

Cheng Yaozu calmly took the surrounding scene into his eyes, then stood outside the bead curtain and said respectfully.

"Dad, my son-in-law is here to visit you." "I wonder, has your health gotten better recently?"

Qiu Rirong did not pay attention to Cheng Yaozu immediately, but shouted outside.

"A Ming, come in."

Hearing Master Qiu calling for someone, A Ming didn't dare to delay and immediately opened the door and entered.

"Master, what do you want to tell A Ming to do?"

Qiu Rirong took a breath a little tiredly and continued.

"Come here and help me up."

"I'm going to sit and talk."

After receiving the order, A Ming immediately stepped forward, passed Cheng Yaozu, opened the bead curtain and gauze curtain, and came to Master Qiu's side.

Cheng Yaozu, who was left alone, didn't say anything, and didn't even show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face.

He still stood so decently and humbly, with only his clenched fists showing his inner resentment.

Cheng Yaozu thought mockingly to himself, what does it mean to have a hot face but a cold butt? I'm afraid there is no more vivid case than what he is doing now.

At this time, the old man is still here to show off. He wants to see how long the other party can be crazy.

Cheng Yaozu has been patient for so long, so naturally he will not miss this for a while and a half.

He watched A Ming's movements in the gauze coldly, waiting for the official confrontation with Qiu Rirong.

I saw A Ming help Mr. Qiu up first and let him put gravity on his body.

Taking advantage of this gap, he folded the quilt behind him and stuffed it behind Mr. Qiu to act as a backrest.

After the bedding behind him was properly placed, he carefully leaned Master Qiu up.

A Ming is strong and strong, and his movements are also very skillful.

It can be seen that he takes good care of Master Qiu on weekdays.

Qiu Rirong leaned on the quilt and released the breath he had been holding.

It turns out that when A Ming moved, Qiu Rirong did not want to put all the weight of his body on the opponent, and he also had some control.

Qiu Rirong had been strong all his life, and even when he was seriously ill, he didn't want to be too embarrassed.

A Ming thoughtfully put another quilt on Qiu Rirong's body. After finishing it, he tied up the gauze curtain and rolled up the bead curtain.

After completing this series of actions, A Ming asked for instructions.

"Master, do you want to fetch water for you to wash up now?"

Qiu Rirong squinted his eyes, glanced at Cheng Yaozu who was waiting by the side, and said slowly.

"No need for now, I'll call you later."

"Yes."

After receiving the reply, A Ming quickly retreated.

When he came, he closed the door.

The room that had finally become brighter just now became dim again.

Cheng Yaozu looked at Qiu Rirong on the bed, and the other party also looked over.

Looking at the frail middle-aged man in front of him, Cheng Yaozu was in a daze for a moment.

The eyes are sunken, the cheekbones are prominent, and the hair has turned a little white.

His shoulders were drooped, his limbs were weak, and he was a little too thin.

His eyes also lost their former brightness, replaced by a deep tiredness.

But when he faced Cheng Yaozu, he still put on his deepest guard.

Cheng Yaozu felt the rejection in Qiu Rirong's eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked away.

Qiu Rirong was about to speak, but he couldn't help coughing, which caused his body to shake violently.

Cheng Yaozu did not step forward to help, but still watched quietly.