In the evening, Zhou Yongbin could get out of bed, and Feng Tianpei helped him over to visit Hongxiu. He didn't say anything, just looked at Hong Xiu and cried. Zhou Wen whispered some words of comfort and told him the news that Shi Shouxin and Fatty Zhao had been beheaded.
Zhou Yongbin raised his head to the sky and murmured: "Xiu Qin, the evil man is dead, you can close your eyes." After that, he bowed deeply to Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen quickly grabbed him. He stopped talking, declined Feng Tianpei's support, and staggered back to the house alone.
Feng Tianpei looked at his lonely back and looked at Zhou Wen worriedly. Zhou Wen said softly: "It's okay. He has been hit one after another and has too much sorrow in his heart. At this time, we can just take good care of his body. It will take some time for him to adjust mentally. When Hong Xiu gets better, stay with him more." "
When it got dark, Hong Xiu opened her eyes. She blinked her big eyes to identify carefully, and finally saw clearly that it was Zhou Wen who was guarding the bedside. She immediately shed tears, but a smile appeared on her face, and she looked at Zhou Wen and smiled while shedding tears. Zhou Wen was so sad that he gently lifted her up, leaned against his chest, and said softly: "Hongxiu is suffering. It's all because of my brother's failure to come back in time. It's his fault."
Hongxiu said softly: "It's not my fault, big brother, it's those bad guys who are too bad."
"Brother has said before that as long as anyone dares to bully Hongxiu, he will deal with it. It's the same this time, all the bad guys are dead, not a single one is left."
"My pocket knife..."
"I brought it back, and it's under your pillow. It was your senior brother Xiaoping who did it himself..."
"Brother, when I was locked up, I couldn't help myself and peed my pants..."
"It's okay. It's not your fault. Even if my brother and I were tied up like that for two days, I would wet my pants. This is a normal physiological reaction of humans and has nothing to do with you."
"Brother, I can't move my hands anymore, am I still okay?"
"Of course it can be cured. It was caused by being tied up for a long time and the blood vessels were blocked. My brother has already massaged it for you. You will be able to recover after you exercise a few times."
"Brother, why do I feel uncomfortable when I see blood? I feel like I can't breathe, and my heart is beating so hard..."
"That's halohyperemia. Many people have it. You're still young. You can slowly adapt to it and be cured later."...
Zhou Wen was talking to Hongxiu like this, but until she couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep, she didn't mention her mother or ask. Zhou Wen sighed inwardly, knowing that the little girl was holding it back. She was afraid that she had guessed something, but she didn't dare to ask or think about it.
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Early the next morning, Zhou Wen helped Hongxiu, who had woken up early and regained some energy, to walk slowly in the yard. After Feng Tianpei came up to take Hongxiu's pulse, he was sure that Hongxiu was recovering well, and he repeatedly praised his senior brother's treatment methods. Zhou Wen couldn't laugh or cry. Hongxiu's quick recovery was certainly due to her prajna energy, but the main reason was that she had now achieved some success in Wudang mental skills, which were far beyond ordinary people.
Only then did Zhou Wen formally introduce Feng Tianpei to Hongxiu, and carefully discussed with Hongxiu: "Hongxiu, you see that Junior Brother Feng is so much older than you, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate to call you Senior Sister, so let him be ranked third. How about calling him Third Senior Brother?"
Hongxiu's originally smiling face immediately changed. She pouted her small mouth in grievance, and looked straight at Feng Tianpei with her big eyes without blinking. Tears gradually appeared in her eyes, and she looked like she would cry if she didn't call her senior sister. The expression you see.
Feng Tianpei was embarrassed, this was... he really couldn't say it. Zhou Wen won't talk about it. This senior brother is convinced by his name. The second senior brother Zhang Xiaoping is the direct disciple of the master. Although he is a little younger, his abilities are not outstanding.
But it is too embarrassing to call such a yellow-haired little girl senior sister who has not yet grown up.
But looking at Hongxiu's bloodless face, her tearful little face, her thin and shaky body, and thinking of what happened to her, I really couldn't bear to make her sad anymore. I couldn't help but blurt out: "Little--little senior sister."
Immediately, the swaying body stabilized, the tears retracted, and the aggrieved face turned into a smile. Hongxiu said with a bright smile: "Good junior brother, please call me senior sister again."
Feng Tianpei didn't know how he had caught her, and almost cried, so he could only call out with a grimace: "Little senior sister."
"Hey!" Hongxiu agreed sweetly.
Zhou Wen almost laughed out loud. This trick is Hong Xiu's little girl's go-to guy, and it's always unfavorable in the transportation team. What's more, most of the time, the figure that looks like an iron tower is standing behind her with raised eyebrows and raised eyes, which means he can do both soft and hard, and he can do anything.
It's good now, you called this senior sister by yourself, we didn't bully anyone. However, such an episode relieved Hongxiu's grief, and Zhou Wen was happy to hear it.
Zhou Wen saw that Hongxiu's spirit was getting better gradually, and he wanted to go to the team. After all, he had never had a chance to communicate with Old Uncle Wu. He was mentally unbalanced after hearing the bad news about Uncle Wu, and then he rushed to Xuchang yesterday. There was another rush, but Old Uncle Wu couldn't let his heart down.
So he said to Hong Xiu: "Hong Xiu is here to take care of his health. My brother has to go to the team to deal with some things. Brother Shan Zi and Uncle Wu haven't settled down yet. Let Junior Brother Feng accompany you first."
But Hongxiu's little face immediately became serious, and he said solemnly: "Brother, I want to join the transportation team, and I want to learn to shoot and fight from you. I don't want to be bullied by bad people anymore."
Zhou Wen was a little surprised and quickly persuaded: "You are still young..." Before he finished speaking, Hongxiu said loudly with tears in his eyes: "Brother, if you still love Hongxiu, you must let me join the transportation team. I don’t want to leave you again, I don’t want to be trapped in this yard for a long time, I don’t want to be frightened every day, I don’t want to be like my mother again..."
The more Hongxiu talked, the sadder she became. She threw herself into Zhou Wen's arms and burst into tears, as if she wanted to tell her brother all the grievances and suffering she had suffered.
Zhou Wen felt distressed and blamed himself. Yes, a child who is at an active age has no playmates and no entertainment. He has been staying in a small space with his parents for half a year, and he is still in fear every day. No one wants to think about this day. It seems that she already knows about Sun Xiuqin. She is really a sensible child.
Gently holding the crying Hong Xiu in his arms, he said without hesitation: "Okay! I agree with you to join the transportation team. From today on, you will be the first female member of the transportation team. But Hong Xiu, joined the transportation team The team has to abide by the rules of the team, so you can't be as free as usual. If you do something wrong, my brother will punish you. Can you accept it? "
Hongxiu left Zhou Wen's arms, stood up straight and said solemnly: "I can accept the report to the captain, and I will definitely abide by the rules." The thin and clear voice was extremely firm. I have never eaten pork and have seen pigs running away. After being with the transportation team for so long, I have a military appearance.
At this moment, Zhou Wen seemed to see the still thin girl in front of him suddenly grow up. The little face that was slightly flushed due to excitement showed a strong and confident glow.
