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Ye Yuwei and his son said a word, then first carrying yuan Mo down the mountain.

Yuan Mo lay on Ye Yuwei's shoulder, holding her hands tightly together, "Auntie, I don't hurt so much, you don't have to walk so fast."

Ye Yuwei carries yuan Mo on her back. The frequency of her steps has not changed. Her ankles are swollen into small steamed buns. How can she not feel pain?

"In patience, I'll be at the foot of the mountain in a moment." Ye Yuwei opens her mouth in a low voice to comfort her.

"My mother said boys can't cry." Yuan Mo whispered.

Ye Yuwei pauses for a moment, suddenly thinking that grandfather Yuan said that he had not seen his parents for more than a year, just because his parents were soldiers.

"Children can cry. If it hurts badly, they can cry." Ye Yuwei loves yuan Mo, the little boy she just met, who always makes her daughter laugh. She also has her own heart hurt.

Yuan Mo tightly pursed his small mouth and never let himself cry.

Ye Yuwei carries yuan Mo to Mr. Yao's home and quickly puts yuan Mo on the outside diagnosis bed.

Old Mr. Yao frowned, reached out and pinched yuan Mo's wrist. Yuan Mo didn't hold back and called out. Ye Yuwei quickly hugged his little body.

"The bone is misplaced, boy. What's the matter?" Mr. Yao said, but he didn't worry too much.

Yuan Mo's little body was shaking, and his white face was sweating now.

"Wei Wei, hold him. I reset his bones." Mr. Yao said, looking down at his red and swollen feet, frowning.

Ye Yuwei can't believe that she looks at Mr. Yao. He's just like this. Is he just like this?

That kind of pain——

Mr. Yao reached out and held yuan Mo's little foot, then rubbed it gently.

Probably because the pain is too much, now yuan Mo finally can't help crying.

Ye Yuwei hugged his upper body and pressed his cerebellar pouch in his arms. "It will be OK after a while, it will be OK after a while."

"Wuwu, mom, Mom --" Yuan Mo cried. His voice was heartbreaking, which showed that the pain was extreme.

Ye Yuwei hugged him tightly and pressed his other leg with his other hand.

When ye Xicheng comes back with Xi Xi, he hears yuan Mo crying. He holds his sister in one hand and Yuan Mo's small medicine basket in the other,

Just when hearing yuan Mo's cry, ye Xicheng quickly put down the small medicine basket and ran in.

Ye Xicheng ran to the bed and held it tightly. Looking at Yuan Mo, who was struggling with pain all the time, water vapor slowly appeared in his big eyes.

"Mommy, what happened to brother yuan Mo?" Xixi looks at her mummy with fear, and listens to brother yuan Mo's cry. She feels so miserable.

"Xi Cheng, go and call your father over." Mr. Yao said that ye Yuwei couldn't control yuan Mo's little body alone. He was in pain, so he was struggling all the time. In this way, it was more difficult for her to help him set his bones, and it would make him more painful.

The cry of Yuan Mo was so loud that Gu juixi had heard it in the back, so now he had reached the door.

"What's the matter?" Gu juixi asked in a deep voice, went to Ye Yuwei's side, took over Ye Yuwei's position, hugged yuan Mo's struggling body, but frowned. This boy's strength is not general.

Yuan Mo cried and called his mother. Ye Yuwei pressed one of his legs. His heart seemed to be torn open, and his hair was sore.