Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 198
As if he could have expected Zhou Wei to come over, Zhou Mingfeng was fully dressed and sitting on the stool beside the bed.

"If the old man doesn't come, what will Yan'er do? I'm not as cruel as you." Zhou Wei turned his head, looked at Zhou Mingfeng calmly, and spoke slightly aggressively.

"Uncle Zhou" Zhou Mingfeng smiled wryly when he heard Zhou Wei Nashi's reproachful words.

"Okay, I don't want to hear your reasons for bitterness and hatred. You must know the purpose of the old man's visit today. Let's not talk dark words. Now that Qing'er is gone, you really have the heart to treat Qing'er like this The only child?" Zhou Wei looked at Zhou Mingfeng in confusion, he really couldn't understand what Zhou Mingfeng was thinking.

It would be a lie to say that the death of Qing'er (Xu's boudoir name) has nothing to do with Zhou Huaiyan, but everyone knows that Qing'er's body is just a matter of enduring life. Mrs. Zhou had a lot of conflicts, and even forced the husband and wife to leave Linfang to spend their days.

But after all, no one forced her to give birth to Yan'er. When the girl Qing'er decided to give birth to Yan'er, they had already anticipated the situation today, and Zhou Mingfeng's mood was very calm at that time, Zhou Wei was still old. I came here feeling relieved, but unexpectedly, such a big thing happened again. It's really... Sigh!

Man is not as good as God, and something happened after all!

After Zhou Wei finished speaking, the room immediately became silent. Zhou Mingfeng's gaze was fixed on the teacup in front of him, and neither he opened his mouth to defend nor spoke, and the two of them remained deadlocked like this.

"...Uncle Zhou" is a junior after all, Zhou Mingfeng pressed his hands tightly on his thighs, lowered his head and said resignedly. "I have no choice. Every time I see the child Yan'er, I will think of Qing'er's appearance. I regret it. If I hadn't been deluded for a while and agreed with Qing'er to give birth to a child, Qing'er...wouldn't have Leaving me in such a hurry, I am sorry for Master, I am sorry for Qing'er..."

Zhou Mingfeng's voice became lower and lower, and finally it was more like a silent sigh. His whole body was shrouded in sadness, and he looked at Zhou Wei and shook his head again and again.

"Confused! Confused!"

Zhou Wei raised his volume and shouted loudly. "Are you talking about Qing'er rightly?" Zhou Wei was enraged by Zhou Mingfeng's anger, and immediately walked to Zhou Mingfeng's side, pointing at him and scolding, "Qing'er, this girl is October!" Isn’t the child born after a difficult pregnancy innocent? Isn’t the child who supported the Zhou family alone innocent? Yan’er is only ten years old, and he is still responsible for your family’s business at an early age. Have you ever thought about it? In Yan'er's life, you have fulfilled your father's responsibilities. Qing'er is gone, but Qing'er didn't tell you anything before leaving? People can't be resurrected after death, what are you struggling with?" Zhou Wei said In the end, it was more like waking Zhou Mingfeng awake, these words were like a hammer pounding Zhou Mingfeng's heart, questioning everything he had done.

Zhou Mingfeng just wanted to explain a few words, but unfortunately "I..." was stopped by Zhou Wei before he could say it.

"What? Do you still think you are right?" Zhou Wei sneered, and then sternly "hummed" all over his body, "Confused! Whether it is Qing'er or Yan'er, you are all confused, Mingfeng boy, the old man is considered I misread you." After Zhou Wei finished speaking, he turned around and pushed open the door and walked out without leaving Zhou Mingfeng the slightest time to explain.

Zhou Mingfeng stared blankly at Zhou Wei striding away, his lips pressed together fiercely, and kept asking himself, did he do something wrong?Is it his fault? …

Zhou Wei went straight out of the room without stopping, because he knew that Zhou Mingfeng needed to think about the problem quietly by himself at this time. He could wake him up with those words before, but he didn't have time to think about the problem with him.

On the road, I met the young man who was leading the way, and Zhou Wei stopped walking in an instant. He waved to the young man and said, "Little brother, please take the old man to the herbal hall."

Zhou Wei doesn't want to go back to the house to rest now, he had rested enough yesterday, and after talking about business, it's time to go see the kid Yan Yan'er.

"It's Doctor Zhou, this way please"

After the boy found out that the person in front of him was Doctor Zhou, he quickly stretched out his hand to the path beside him, then bowed his head and led Zhou Wei away.

Zhou Mingfeng, who was still in the room at this time, was still thinking about what Zhou Wei said just now. It can be said that Zhou Wei's scolding directly woke up Zhou Mingfeng who was still living in the imaginary. After a long time, Zhou Mingfeng suddenly spoke. , and shouted towards the door, "Uncle Li,...where did Uncle Zhou go?"

"If you go back to the master, Dr. Zhou went to the herbal hall"

Uncle Li forwarded the message sent by the boy earlier to Zhou Mingfeng in the room.

"Hehe, Uncle Li, do you think I did something wrong?"

Zhou Mingfeng looked up to the sky while laughing at himself. At this time, he was more like a helpless child. The man in his 40s looked at Li Bo beside him with expectation, trying to hear what he wanted to hear from his mouth.

Although Uncle Li also loves the master very much, he loves the young master who is mature and sensible at a young age even more. For the first time, Uncle Li did not answer Zhou Mingfeng's question directly. , Master sleeps very late these days..." In front of Zhou Mingfeng, Uncle Li told Zhou Mingfeng verbatim what Zhou Huaiyan had done these days.

Zhou Mingfeng could hear the implication behind the words.

After Li Bo finished talking about Zhou Huaiyan, he said, "Master, there is still something to do in the house..."

"Okay, I got it, Uncle Li, get down quickly." Zhou Mingfeng turned around and smiled at Uncle Li, waved his hand to let Uncle Li leave.

"...Hehe, it turns out that I was really wrong..." Zhou Ming's words were half a smile, half a mockery, and there was a touch of heartache for no reason in the ears of people who heard it.

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"This...that..." Zhou Huaiyan explained something to the Yaoboy beside him at this time, and the Yaoboy echoed from time to time with the prescription in his hand.

"Okay, don't make the patient wait too long, you can go now." After Zhou Huaiyan explained the precautions for the prescription, he waved his hand and the drug boy on the side left.

The drug boy responded, and then took the prescription written by Zhou Huaiyan and led the patients beside him to the medicine dispensing table to get the medicine.

After Zhou Huaiyan talked for a long time, he felt that his throat was tight with thirst, so he picked up the teacup beside him.After pouring some tea, he spat lightly a few mouthfuls.

Zhou Huaiyan put down his teacup, looked up habitually, and noticed Zhou Wei who had just entered the door. Zhou Huaiyan quickly stood up and respectfully greeted Zhou Wei in the direction where Zhou Wei came in, "Master, why are you here? But rest Are you ready?" After Zhou Huaiyan finished speaking, he quickly gave up the open space on the side for Zhou Wei.

Zhou Wei smiled at Zhou Huaiyan, and praised, "It's okay, come and take a look if you can't be free, I didn't expect Yan'er to improve so fast, the old man is also pleased."

Feeling a little embarrassed by Zhou Wei's praise, Zhou Huaiyan hurriedly lowered his head and moved a stool over, "Master, please sit down quickly, is there anything Yan'er can do?"

Zhou Wei shook his head, "Hehe, Yan'er, hurry up and get busy, the master is really fine." He really just came here on a whim to take a look. He didn't expect that Yan'er's medical skills have become more and more advanced in the past two years, and then Zhou Mingfeng was very excited. It is gratifying.

Zhou Huaiyan glanced at the patients who were still waiting for him to take his pulse. From time to time, the patients who secretly glanced at him confessed to Zhou Wei before turning around and leaving.

Zhou Huaiyan is really busy. Although he is young, his medical skills are inherited from Zhou Mingfeng and Zhou Wei. No matter whether it is a serious illness or a minor ailment, he can solve it perfectly and beautifully.

After eating lunch in the shop at noon, Zhou Wei used the excuse of lunch break to return to Zhou Mansion.

Looking at Zhou Mingfeng who was fidgeting in the room, Zhou Wei asked, "Boy Mingfeng, what are you doing here?"

Hearing Zhou Wei's words, Zhou Mingfeng got up from the stool beside him, "Uncle Zhou, I..." Zhou Mingfeng's face was flushed, he didn't say anything, he hesitated, and looked at Zhou Wei with a frown.

"Okay, is it Yan'er's business?"

Zhou Wei knew Zhou Mingfeng well, and knew the other party's temperament. Seeing Zhou Mingfeng who was anxious to get angry in front of him, he probably knew the other party's thoughts, "Do you want to understand?" Zhou Wei asked directly.

Miraculously, Zhou Mingfeng said "yes" lightly

"That's good. Yan'er is a good boy. If you have time, you father and son can have a good chat." After Zhou Wei finished speaking, he felt relieved. Yan'er was blamed for his death. Throughout the ages, there have been so many scenes where father and son turned against each other. Zhou Wei watched Zhou Mingfeng grow up, and couldn't bear to see the father and son as strangers, but luckily...it's not too late!
"Is there anything else?" Zhou Wei then asked.

Because Zhou Mingfeng had figured it out, Zhou Wei's voice became more relaxed.

Zhou Mingfeng shook his head, "No."

Zhou Wei took off his coat, walked up to Zhou Mingfeng, reached out and patted his arm, "Yan'er, I'll be back tonight, go and have a good chat with him, no matter how smart Yan'er is, he's still just a ten-year-old Don't be too hard on him

"I understand." Zhou Mingfeng looked at Zhou Wei firmly, "Uncle Zhou, don't worry, I already understand."

Zhou Mingfeng's smile was not as full of bitterness as before, but more relieved. He already understood how wrong he was. Qing'er was not here, and Yan'er was in need of comfort, but he did this Whatever makes people angry, no matter what the reason is, it is always his fault. This is the most precious thing Qing'er left for himself. He has already lost Qing'er, so he can't go to Yan'er anymore.

Zhou Mingfeng left Zhou Wei's room and went straight to Zhou Huaiyan's study where he usually handles things. Looking at the ledger on the desk, Zhou Mingfeng's eyes darkened, and he ordered the servants beside him to take the ledger away before Zhou Mingfeng turned and left.

When Zhou Huaiyan returned to the mansion at night and found that the books in the study were missing, he was surprised for a moment, then fell silent for a moment, staring straight at the vacated space, wondering what he was thinking...

(End of this chapter)