At this time, the boy in Shen Yanliu's courtyard was posting books. When he saw Shen Yanjiao coming, his eyes suddenly became as big as copper bells:
It's Miss Shen San who's here. It's Miss Shen San who's here in person!
When he went to Mozhuyuan to ask Shen Yanliu, he didn't expect the third girl to really agree. After all, the third girl has never paid attention to the fourth young master's affairs.
Unexpectedly, the third girl did not chase him out directly today, and even told him to wait until he found the little wooden horse and brought it over...
I thought it was an excuse, but I didn't know it was true. The third girl came here on her own.
Seeing that the boy came to his senses from the shock and wanted to say hello, Shen Yanjiao waved her hand to signal him to keep quiet.
Then, Shen Yanjiao handed the little wooden horse to the boy and asked him to deliver it to Shen Yanliu first. The boy took the wooden horse in confusion and trotted into Shen Yanliu's small study.
"Fourth Young Master,"
As soon as the boy entered, he quickly reported, "The little wooden horse sent by the third girl... The young master asked the third girl if this is what she is looking for?"
"Um?"
Shen Yanliu was huddled on the small couch in the study room and coughing. When he heard this, he suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief, "Sister...sister...found it for me? Hurry...bring it here!"
Shen Yanliu almost snatched the little wooden horse from the boy's hand. Shen Yanliu's hands started to shake. His eyes were greedy and eager to stare at the little wooden horse in his hand:
The plump poplar pony has its hooves raised high, like a horse running on the boundless grassland, with a proud look on the spring breeze.
Shen Yanliu pursed his lips silently, then bit his lip with his teeth, trying not to let tears fall.
The sun was very hot and poisonous this summer. Unfortunately, when he was alone in the yard, he felt chilly in his heart, and his body was still cold. He coughed and felt like he couldn't breathe. He lay there uncomfortably, full of fear and uneasiness.
The cicadas chirping outside and the hot and humid smell seemed to be drowning him. In his panic, he just wanted to grasp a trace of concern from his relatives. He knew that his sister was tired of him, but he still found excuses time and time again for people to go to her place.
He knew best in his heart that there was no such thing as a wooden horse. He only heard it mentioned by one of his clan members in school.
He couldn't remember things since he was too young. He only remembered that his dead mother always pinched him with her long nails, causing pain all over his body.
Not to mention the little wooden horses, even the little trinkets that the old lady and the madam in the mansion distributed to several brothers during the Chinese New Year, were either smashed by his mother or burned by him.
How could he have anything from his childhood... Even though he knew there was no such thing, he still asked the boy to find it. He couldn't help it.
Even if you send me a message, that's fine.
He just made excuses again and again, and was disappointed again and again. He was so disappointed that he was almost desperate.
At the moment he felt a bit like he was in a dream: is this real? Did sister tell him the truth? Really give him a little wooden horse?
"Fourth Young Master, Young Master?"
Seeing that Shen Yanliu's hands were shaking violently, and his pale face was looking more and more strange, as if he was about to faint, the young man said quickly, "Young Master, you are not feeling well? I will go back to Madam -"
"Don't-don't go...cough cough cough cough-"
Shen Yanliu finally let out the breath he was holding, followed by a violent cough, "Don't... bother Madam -"
Even though he was young, and even though he knew that his aunt would not treat him harshly, people in the family always said that he had many things to do and had the most number of doctors.
"you say--"
Shen Yanliu took a deep breath, and suddenly grabbed the boy's collar like a madman with his eyes a little red, "Where did this little wooden horse come from? Did my sister...ahem, did my sister give it to you? Or did you ask someone to go to the street? Bought from here!”
"I did it,"
At this moment, Shen Yanjiao entered the door softly, and lowered her voice and whispered, "Aliu, do you... like it?"
The moment she saw Shen Yanliu, she felt that the sharp thorns in her heart suddenly exploded, exploding thousands of tiny thorns, piercing every inch of her heart:
Shen Yanliu is too thin.
In fact, she is less than four years older than Shen Yanliu, but boys grow up later, and Shen Yanliu is extremely delicate and thin...
The ten-year-old Shen Yanliu in front of him looked even more pitiful.
Shen Yanliu turned around suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Staring at Shen Yanjiao, after a while, he let go of the boy's collar, then turned around and twisted his little body away, then suddenly pulled up the thin quilt, covering himself head and feet. He squeezed it in tightly.
Shen Yanjiao put down the snack box in her hand and waved her hand at the boy.
The boy quickly retreated.
Shen Yanjiao walked to the couch and looked at the thin quilt that was shaking violently.
"A Liu is good,"
Shen Yanjiao's voice was a little choked, and she called softly, "Sister, I see you are coming... Are you ignoring me to drive her away?"
Shen Yanliu, who was under the thin quilt, still didn't say a word, but his body was shaking even more.
"Then I'll go back first,"
Shen Yanjiao tentatively said softly, "When A Liu is willing to see Sister A, can I come over to see you?"
Seeing that Shen Yanliu was still holding on tightly, Shen Yanjiao heard the wheezing sound in his throat that was a bit heavy, paused for a moment, then stood up gently and prepared to leave first.
She had not taken two steps when Shen Yanliu suddenly lifted the thin quilt.
Before Shen Yanjiao could react, Shen Yanliu jumped directly from the couch and hugged Shen Yanjiao.
"Aliu——"
"Plop!"
Shen Yanliu's movements were so fast that Shen Yanjiao was caught off guard and failed to catch him for a moment. Shen Yanliu fell from the couch to the ground with a thud.
"Wow...cough cough cough...wow..."
Before Shen Yanjiao could help him up from the ground, her legs were already tightly hugged by Shen Yanliu, and then Shen Yanliu burst into tears while coughing violently.
Shen Yanjiao burst into tears.
She knelt down and hugged her brother's pitiful little body tightly, letting Shen Yanliu's nose and tears wipe her all over.
After a while, Shen Yanliu, who was crying hysterically, slowly stopped crying. She was probably crying hard and couldn't breathe. Shen Yanjiao gently stroked Shen Yanliu's back and coaxed her softly.
"...Sister,"
Shen Yanliu was still holding on to Shen Yanjiao's clothes, looking up at Shen Yanjiao with a bit of stubbornness on her face, "You... missed me, right?"
After saying that, he grabbed Shen Yanjiao's clothes with more strength, as if he was afraid that Shen Yanjiao would fly away if he let go.
"I miss A Liu,"
Shen Yanjiao wiped his tears, smiled and said, "I have thought about it for a long time... I was afraid of delaying your studies, so I never came here."
As she was speaking, her hand felt the heat on Shen Yanliu's forehead. It was a little hot, but not high. It was precisely because of this in the previous life that the doctor was a little careless when Shen Yanliu fell ill this time.
Seeing that Shen Yanliu was so excited that it was difficult to calm down, Shen Yanjiao quickly comforted him and asked him to stop talking, and helped him back to the couch.
But Shen Yanliu was so excited that he couldn't lie down, so Shen Yanjiao had no choice but to get a pillow for him to lean on.
Shen Yanliu stared at Shen Yanjiao almost intently, and was very obedient. Shen Yanjiao asked him to drink water, and asked him to change his sweaty clothes from crying first. He also asked Shen Yanjiao to turn his back on him. Change it obediently.
"I heard that you haven't been able to eat well these days,"
After he calmed down, Shen Yanjiao brought the snack box over and said with a smile, "I just made some sour plum soup for you, and brought a few plates of snacks, do you want to try them?"
Shen Yanliu couldn't help but pursed his lips again.
Afraid that he would cry again, Shen Yanjiao smiled and scratched his little face with her finger: "Smile."
Shen Yanliu was shy, snorted and turned away, but his hands tightly grasped the corners of Shen Yanjiao's clothes, and said with a muffled nose: "I can drink it myself."
"Open your mouth."
Shen Yanjiao smiled and said directly, "Turn around."
Shen Yanliu took a sip from the spoon in Shen Yanjiao's hand, and then took another sip. As he drank, his eyes became red again.
"I'm going to find another doctor for you."
Shen Yanjiao's eyes were also a little sour. After he drank some, he quickly changed the topic, "Have you been having fever for several days this time?"
"Don't go,"
Shen Yanliu was anxious, "Cover your sweat and it will stop feeling hot. Sister, don't leave."
He doesn't want any doctor, just a sister.
Shen Yanjiao could only promise and promise that she would visit him every day from now on, and he would also go to Mozhuyuan to play every day... Only then did Shen Yanliu hesitantly let go of his hand.
"What a handsome young man,"
Shen Yanjiao smiled and coaxed him, "When you get better this time, let's go see the flowers and fish in the garden together, or go out and see the monkeys on the mountain path outside the Great Buddha Temple -"
Shen Yanliu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Seriously?"
The sudden joy caused his small, slightly pale face to blush with excitement. Coupled with his clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes, he was really a little handsome man.
Shen Yanjiao pursed her lips and smiled and nodded: "Of course, once a word is spoken, it is difficult to follow it -"
Only then did Shen Yanliu truly accept the fact that Sister A did not dislike him, and finally seemed to feel at ease. Because he had been in a state of excitement before, he relaxed a little now. He couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep leaning there. past.
Shen Yanjiao placed the wooden horse next to his pillow, called the servant to guard him, and gave some instructions before leaving Shen Yanliu's yard and walking towards her brother Shen Yansong's yard.
For no other reason than that, she said that she was looking for a doctor not to coax Shen Yanliu, but because it was true:
In the last life, it should have been about five or six years after this time. She remembered that Gu Nazhang once went to the Duke's mansion and brought a quack doctor with him. The man had an eccentric nature but excellent medical skills.
She still remembered that Gu Nazhang had roughly said that the miracle doctor had actually been in the capital for several years, but because this man seemed unreliable in his words and deeds, no one had ever believed him, and he just hung around in the market.
Let's do some extrapolation... I'm afraid that the miracle doctor is already in the capital at this time.
As long as the miracle doctor is found, Shen Yanliu's illness will probably not lead to near blindness.
But the capital city is so big, and unlike the previous dynasty's control over market hours, the markets are relatively open, free, and complex... Where can she find the miracle doctor?
Ask Gu Nanzhang? But at this time, Gu Nazhang probably didn't know this miracle doctor yet.
Fortunately, she vaguely remembered Gu Nazhang saying that if he hadn't often passed by that place, he wouldn't have noticed the miracle doctor.
That is to say, the place where the miracle doctor usually is is a place that Gu Nazhang often passes by.
As soon as she thought about this, Shen Yanjiao raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows: I didn't want to have anything to do with this person in this life, but I didn't expect that I would be involved with him again.
Moreover, this matter cannot be said directly, and it cannot be delayed for too long.
…
"A sneeze."
At this time, in Gu Nazhang's study at the British Palace in the capital, Gu Nazhang, who was staring at an old box with a cold face, suddenly sneezed.
"Master?"
The boy who was walking over carrying a small charcoal basin heard him and said quickly, "But he was hit by the wind and suffered from wind evil?"
Otherwise, everything will be fine, let him bring this charcoal basin in the middle of summer? Are you afraid of having a fever or chills?
"fine,"
After Gu Nazhang motioned to the boy to put the charcoal basin here, he waved his hand and said, "Go down -"
The boy retreated in confusion.
Gu Nazhang then opened the old box and took out a small purse from it.
Burn it.
This was the first thing he wanted to do after returning home from the Shen Mansion after his rebirth.
