Zheng Ruqian cried so hard that his nose burst into tears, and he wished he could kneel down to the sky in exchange for his eldest brother's life.
The person on the bed opened his eyes leisurely, showing a bit of helplessness at being woken up.
In order to protect the secret as much as possible, he often stayed up late at night to read and rested at noon. Before he could sleep, he heard too faint a cry.
"Second brother." Xu Mo pretended to be weak for a while and finally became proficient. "Don't worry, I'm fine."
This is the truth.
But what fell in Zheng Laoer's ears was, "My eldest brother is still comforting me when he is dying. Such a good brother is about to disappear. I am so heartbroken and sad."
When Jiang Sheng and his two brothers rushed in, they saw Zheng Ruqian throwing himself on the bed, crying all over the quilt.
Xu Mo sat up quietly on the bedside, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over.
"Thank you." Zheng Ruqian took it without raising his head and continued to choke.
Jiang Sheng, fourth brother and fifth brother covered their faces at the same time and did not look away.
"Second brother." Xu Mo sighed softly, "I didn't expect that you and I are so close to each other as brothers. One day I will see you crying like this for me. I really don't let my brothers down."
"Brother, if you were gone, wouldn't I become the eldest brother?" Zheng Ruqian was out of breath, "This is so bad."
The person on the bed pursed his lips and chuckled.
Those at the door could not suppress their joy.
Zheng Laoer, who was burying his head in tears, finally realized something was wrong. He raised his head and saw Xu Mo, who was full of energy. He then looked back at his younger brothers and sisters who were covering their mouths and snickering. No matter how slow they were, they realized after a while, "You... are you pretending to be sick?"
"This is too damaging. How can you pretend to be sick? Who came up with the idea? Is it Xiao Wu? You are the one with the darkest heart."
This time Chang Yan was really innocent, he spread his hands and said nothing.
"It's me." Xu Mo said calmly and generously, "Instead of standing as a target, it's better to lie down and hide."
As the old saying goes, it takes a thousand days to be a thief, but a thousand days to guard against a thief.
It's tiring to live on tenterhooks all the time.
"But, there is an uproar outside, saying that you are seriously ill and that you fell into the cold pool. What happened?" Zheng Ruqian asked with sobs.
Illness can be a fake illness, but falling into a cold pool cannot be a fake fall.
Xu Mo didn't speak this time, with a little guilt on his face.
"It's me." Jiang San came over wiping his nose, "I jumped down wearing a nobleman's clothes."
The two of them are similar in size and age, so it's hard to tell from a distance.
Jiang San was a martial arts practitioner. It was common for him to practice kung fu shirtless in the winter. He still suffered from typhoid fever after falling into a cold pool. Xu Mo would have lost half of his life. No wonder the whole Fengjing was in an uproar.
Zheng Ruqian got up and patted Jiang San gratefully, "Thank you for your hard work. Go back to Xiaosong and pay ten taels of silver. You can buy whatever you want!"
Jiang Sheng must have rewarded him for jumping into the cold pool, and if he rewards him again, it will only make Jiang San more loyal.
When it comes to winning people's hearts, it must be Mr. Zheng.
When Wang Xiaosong and Jiang San left, there were only five siblings left in the room, and the atmosphere changed from relaxed to solemn.
"It's so serious that my eldest brother pretended to be sick. It shows that the Fang family's methods are anything but easy." Zheng Ruqian frowned and asked, "What happened in the past few months since I left?"
Xu Mo paused for a moment. Even if he realized the shortcomings of his character, his transformation did not happen overnight.
Some words are still difficult to say.
Fortunately, Jiang Sheng spoke quickly and said carelessly, "Eldest brother let a brothel girl tease him, and even had him knocked unconscious and sent to the brothel. If we ask the major families to find him, eldest brother's future reputation will be ruined. "
Zheng Ruqian, "..."
Sure enough, scholars have a lot of peach blossoms, they just know how to recite poems and write poems, or they just know how to read a sour article. Why are they so popular?
The two of them are almost the same age, so why is no one teasing him?
Zheng Ruqian was a little depressed.
"Is this the point?" Xu Mo wished he could crack his second brother's head open, "This is the Fang family's disgust at me."
And they were unwilling to endure the Fang family's disgust and concern anymore.
Wen Zhiyun used a silver needle to change his pulse, and Jiang Sheng used powder to treat the pale skin. Then he allowed the major families to inquire and visit, letting the whole Fengjing know that Xu Mo was sick and very seriously ill.
This has two benefits.
The first is to make smart people think about who was responsible for Xu Mo falling into the water. In the end, the Fang family was implicated, leaving the Fang family speechless and speechless.
The second is to show weakness. A weak person preparing for the exam can always make the Fang family feel more at ease.
"Even if the Fang family doesn't believe it, as long as other people in Fengjing believe it, they can restrict the Fang family's actions." Xu Mo's eyes flashed with coldness, "The price I pay is to act in some plays and stay at home until I can try it out." That’s all.”
It's the end of the year, and there isn't much time left, only about two months.
It only hurts my younger siblings at home that they have to follow the acting, and they can't even buy the festive outfits for the Chinese New Year.
"It's okay, brother." Jiang Sheng waved his hand, "I'm tired of buying new clothes every year. It's good to wear old clothes this year."
"Yes, yes." Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun echoed, "Isn't it just a red paper posted to set off firecrackers? It's the same thing every year. It's okay not to look at it."
Their little faces were full of sincerity, as if they came from the bottom of their hearts.
But who child doesn’t like celebrating the New Year, buying new clothes and shoes, and setting off firecrackers happily?
For Xu Mo, for the exam, and for the family affection, they just endured it.
The tip of Xu Mo's nose was slightly sore, as if he had gone back to the time when his broken leg was about to heal and his younger brothers and sisters needed to earn money to go to school. He was ashamed and unwilling in his heart, but he had to accept it.
Because Xiao Wu was right, the protection of a copywriter is not as good as the protection of an official.
A New Year without firecrackers in exchange for a future with fireworks every year.
"From now on, eldest brother will set off fireworks for you every year." Xu Mo said seriously, "Every year."
This time, Jiang Sheng believed it.
"Not only set off fireworks, but also eat meat." She raised her hand, "Eat mutton, eat beef, eat all the delicious meat."
The brothers all laughed, and the solemnity in the room disappeared. Places with my sister are always so joyful.
Zheng Ruqian also laughed, smiling and feeling something was wrong.
"Baa... baa..."
what sound?
Everyone's smiles gradually stopped and they held their breath to listen. The bleating sound became more intense until it was tragic.
Zheng Ruqian jumped up from the edge of the bed, "Oh, sheep."
Forgot to forget.
He even brought the sheep back.
Speaking of the sheep in the border areas, they are already lambs in April. When Zheng Ruqian went to Shangjun to buy a sheep-raising yard, it was already October when he found it. The lambs were all fat and strong. I can eat two large handfuls of fresh grass every day.
Jiang Yi, who was in charge of taking care of them, was so miserable that he decided to cut twice as much grass to suffocate the sheep so that they could be freed and skinned for meat.
But I didn’t expect that the sheep on the grassland are really edible. Their bellies are so full that they can poop out piles of sheep shit and balls the next day and continue running.
Jiang Yi could only continue mowing the grass with a grimace.
Finally, Zheng Ruqian arrived. He wanted to throw himself on the ground and howl, "Second Young Master, take them away quickly. Take away these sheep that can be eaten and pulled. I don't want to see them anymore, and the entire fifth team doesn't want to see them." "
It’s not that you don’t want to see sheep, it’s that you don’t want to see sheep that you can look at but not eat.
Fang Heng felt slightly guilty and rubbed his nose not to show up.
Zheng Ruqian could only calm down his resentment by ruthlessly taking out the braised beef from his waist and asking Jiang Yi to eat it.
