"who are you?"
"Huh?" Ji Dongli was beaten there in place, and then hurriedly shook Qing Meng's shoulder: "It's me, clear dreams! I'm Ji Dongli!"
Ji Dongli tears under the rain, and he still has a hint of hope in his heart: "The clear dream may be pretended to us."
"Ji Dongli? Who is this?" Qing Meng was even more puzzled, not like pretending.
Ji Dongli's last hopes were also shattered; at this time, her stomach suddenly had colic and rushed out of the door.
Mu Mingrui looked at Qingmeng a little incredible, and didn't say a word.
"But thank you for saving me." Qing Meng said. .
Father Zhang was also calm and terrible, and then said silently, "The head is hit ... Do you then amnesia?"
"You talk about amnesia ..." Mu Ming stood up excitedly, and then sat back without saying a word.
Qingmeng looked at the two blankly, and it was difficult to understand what they were talking about.
"Then, what happened to Ji Dongli?" Father Zhang suddenly remembered Ji Dongli who ran out of the house and quickly walked out of the house. I saw Ji Dongli vomiting in the snow, covering her belly with her left hand, and dragging her hair in her right hand.
"What's wrong?" Father Zhang quickly stepped forward to pat the back of Ji Dongli.
"Yue ... father -in -law ... I ... so uncomfortable ..." Ji Dongli reluctantly answered a few words, and began to vomit again.
At this time, Mu Mingrui also walked out of the house and said, "Hurry up and go to the settlement to find Langzhong!"
The three came to Kayama, and under the leadership of Puge found a broken felt room in a Lao Lang in the city.
There was a heavy snowfall in the sky. The three barely stretched out Ji Dongli into the house. I saw the old man holding a horse head piano and the other hand touched the little grandson's head.
When the old doctor saw these four people, he greeted them with a smile and moved a small chair over. Ji Dongli sat on it. The old doctor stretched out his hand to diagnose Ji Dongli's pulse.
"In Lao Lang, please also diagnose it carefully. The money is not a problem!" Bog said.
"Oh, our family can only be a normal diagnosis. As for whether it is good, I don't know ..." Lao Lang said with a smile.
"Oberge, why don't you tell me?" The child next to him rubbed the old doctor's back, as if he had just been telling him a story. (Oboli: Grandpa)
"Well, I just told the pulse, don't worry, just listen to the story I told." Lao Lang said with a smile.
"Sir, we don't have so much time!" Mu Mingrui hurriedly said.
"What is panic! Is this the attitude of the southern people towards Langzhong?" Lao Lang Zhong was a little unhappy.
When Mu Mingrui saw him unhappy, he had to sit aside, listening to his story silently.
Bug's eyes shone, and he put the child on his lap and listened together.
Ji Dongli forgot to be nervous and listened to him with Zhang's father.
"That's a few weeks ago, do you know? Who is our grassland hero?"
"Erviney!" Big replied excitedly: "He is a grassland hero. I admire him very much, dare to fight with the aristocratic kings, and abolish the section of the chief. I admire it very much! "
"You know a lot, you know a lot. Are you from Zabibi?"
"Yes!"
"It's also honest. Looking at your tear moles and looks, it is really like the son of that guy -Ervin. I have seen the big child since I was a child. His mother was South, and was sold by the slave owner. That is to say, half of his descent is southern. "Lao Langzhong recalled.
"The South ... is it the empire?" Mu Mingrui asked.
"Ah, yes, we all call you the South -Er region, I have been naughty since childhood. I have been fighting with his father, but I have worried about this child's child all day. I am afraid he will fight against bad bravery in the future ... "
"He was very courageous, and his father was even more courageous. He gave up the position of the next chief to him instead of giving it to the child of the head wife."
"Why give him?" The little grandson asked.
"That's because I have a great ambition. When the child's child is playful, Ervin has begun to plan his unity!" Lao Langzhong said here, choked.
"He was a young boy. Not long after he came to power, he began to abolish the noble princes, and took out all the grain, cattle, sheep and pastures they had taken. After defeating the chiefs, he killed them and did not divide the new chiefs. Just to make people live a good life, this can be made many people unhappy ... "
"Soon the child ... was rebelled ... When he was executed, I sat on the hillside south, pulled Ma head piano, and sent him away ..." Lao Lang's eyes were full of tears.
"If you find his son Nalan, you must notify me!" Lao Lang said severely.
"The hero's son ... really want to see, how old is he?" Bog asked.
"Fifteen years old ... are you too old?"
"Yes! Yes!" Big jumped excitedly: "Can we be a good friend?"
"It can also be Anda like Boyer and Ervin." (Anda: By worship brothers)
"Anda ... it's also good! If you meet him, we will definitely tell you that we must be Anda!" Bog laughed happily.
"Okay, it's finished!" Lao Lang said, Mu Mingrui and Zhang's father couldn't wait, and immediately raised his ears and opened his eyes.
"The pulse is fluent, very smooth, the moving is moving, walking back and forth ... This joy is also, congratulations!" Lao Lang said with a smile.
"Xisai? Are you talking about it?" It was not Ji Dongli, but Bog.
"In Lao Lang, don't you really make a mistake?" Bog's interest suddenly disappeared, and it was just a blank puzzle and shock that surrounded him.
"Joke, I have been medical for more than 80 years, do you still know the pulse? The pulse is left to the left, and it is a boy." Lao Langzhong answered with a smile.
"This ... this is impossible ... just kidding ..." Bug was hit and sat on the ground.
"Well? Xiaobuge, why would you be hit so, I have a baby, shouldn't it be happy?" Ji Dongli asked puzzledly.
Bug did not answer, but Zhang's father opened his mouth, patted his hands and yelled, "This child is from A Meng!"
"Of course, I dare to be sure!" Ji Dongli answered.
"It's okay, I thought I was sick, Huh ..." Mu Mingrui relieved.
Ji Dongli was full of question marks. He waved his hand and signaled that Bog Ge came out to chat alone. Bugg moved behind him like a dead corpse.
"Then you tell me, what's going on?" Ji Dongli stood outside the felt room and asked Boger.
"Erge Qi ... Actually ..." Bug was hesitating whether he wanted to say.
"Say!" Ji Dongli yelled very angryly: "Are you still a man like this?"
"I ... like ... Erge Qiqi ... Sister ... Yo ..." Buge trembled, jumping out of his mouth one by one, and his big eyes stared at Ji Dongli in fear.
Ji Dongli's face suddenly tense, holding her double punch, and Buge could even hear the giggle of gritting teeth.
Suddenly, Ji Dongli raised her left hand and made a gesture of slapping her mouth. Bug was so frightened that he quickly fell to the ground and put his hands in front of his head: "I'm sorry... ergeqi... I... don't dare to say anything anymore..."
Ji Dongli stretched his hand back and sighed, "What, is this?"
"That's it ...?" Bog felt that he had been despised, but he couldn't bear what he didn't dare to say for a long time.
"You can like me, thank you!" Ji Dongli said happily that the first hand helped Bogge up. She felt that Bugge's frozen red hands were constantly trembling, so he put his mouth close to Buger's ears and quietly quietly. said.
"I like you too."
"Eh?" Buge's face froze with complicated emotions, and he started to cry.
"It's really a child... He's still crying!" Ji Dongli hugged the boy. In her eyes, he was just a child. No matter how handsome he was, he was still a child. How could he be a child? Are children emotional?
But he really had feelings for the eldest sister in front of him.
"Leave those words you just said to your loved ones in the future. Don't be so nervous by then." Ji Dongli wanted to release Buge from her arms.
"No... don't..." Bug hugged Ji Dongli tightly, not wanting her to run away.
"Why?" Ji Dongli stroked the boy's head.
"I will never love another person again!" Bug cried.
"You are still a child and you still don't understand some things, so my sister will teach you: sometimes blindly cherishing, blindly redeeming, and blindly forcing will not bring any good results, and it will only hurt others in the end. At the same time, I also hurt myself. So, sometimes it is wiser to give up than to persist, and give in for love, what do you think?"
Bug calmed down, still sobbing.
"Does what you said count?"
"Which sentence?"
"like me……"
"Forget it, but we are destined to have no fate."
"Well ... In order not to hurt the Erqi, then I can do it ..." Buger replied.
These people returned to their original residence. There was no movement at all in the yurt, and it was so quiet that it was trembling.
Mu Mingrui opened the door, but found that there was no one on the bed. His heart tightened, and he quickly ran into the house to check.
"What's wrong, Mu Mingrui?" Ji Dongli asked, touching her belly.
"Mengzi ... it's gone ..." Mu Mingrui shed cold sweat.
"What do you say ..." Ji Dongli quickly ran into the house, looking through the box to find a piece of cloth under the table, which was written in blood:
"Thank you for taking care of me, but I can't trouble you anymore. Farewell!"
Ji Dongli opened her eyes. This was the second time that he was hit. She fell to the ground weakly, and several people quickly helped her to the bed.
To be continued…
