It rained all day and it still didn't stop. Zhang Dashan absentmindedly took advantage of the rain to go to the peanut field and take a look. The ditch dug on the edge of the field was not blocked by the heavy rain, and water was flowing out.
Zhang Dashan watched for a long time, in a daze. The rain soaked his clothes along with the raincoat, and then he walked back in spite of the heavy rain.
Like the constant heavy rain, Yan Qiuyu's mood also sank to the bottom. Yan Xiaoan kept having a fever on the bed. Ever since he came back, he would talk nonsense every once in a while.
"Auntie...don't leave Xiao An..."
Beads of sweat overflowed on his forehead. Yan Qiuyu frowned and sat on the bedside. This was Yan Xiaoan's own nightmare and he couldn't help at all.
When he first brought her back, the eldest brother once said that Yan Xiaoan's fate was over, and he didn't know what would happen if he forced her to stay with him.
Yan Qiuyu knew all about it, but he still couldn't bear to let go of Yan Xiaoan's hand. He tried his best to keep Yan Xiaoan by his side.
But if something like this happened again, Yan Qiuyu felt even more distressed. He had tried to extract Yan Xiaoan's hidden memories, but they all failed.
"Dad, no, Xiao An doesn't want it, you're hurting Xiao An..."
Yan Xiaoan's uneasy voice brought back Yan Qiuyu's consciousness. Zhang Dashan, who had just returned from the heavy rain outside, heard crying inside the house.
Hesitantly walked over and gently opened the door. Yan Xiaoan had been burning for a day, and Yan Qiuyu had also been waiting for a day.
"Second uncle, why don't you take a rest and I'll go to the city to get some side medicine for Xiao An."
"It takes a long time to come back and forth. Xiao An's fever is not an ordinary fever."
Zhang Dashan understood, "Then I'll go to the foot of the mountain and ask the Liu family's mother-in-law to come and show Xiao An."
It was windy and rainy at night, and it was in the mountains. Zhang Dashan didn't like to believe these things before, but when he saw Yan Xiaoan was so uncomfortable, he couldn't help but want to seek comfort.
"Forget it, go and boil some hot water."
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At this moment, in Yan Xiaoan's dream, it seemed like a place that would never see the light of day, surrounded by densely packed people.
Looking down at myself again, I saw that my body was covered in rags and rags, and it seemed that I only had skinny hands stained with black stuff.
Yan Xiaoan subconsciously wiped it off her body, but the rag hanging on her body not only had no effect, but when it touched the exposed skin, it felt like burning pain.
"Xiao'an, come to daddy." Suddenly hearing his name, Yan Xiaoan raised his head and looked over.
The source of the sound was a face whose facial features were blurred. Yan Xiaoan rubbed her eyes, but still couldn't see clearly. She could only walk towards it.
"Yan Xiaoan!"
A familiar voice sounded, and Yan Xiaoan stopped moving forward, "Master?"
Yan Xiaoan looked around and saw nothing except the gray sky. The sound just now seemed to have arrived through the clouds, but now there was no trace.
"Xiao An, come here, your mother-in-law is here too." The person in front continued to call.
Yan Xiaoan raised his feet and took two more steps, but for some reason, those feet were extremely heavy. Every time he tried to lift them up, he would feel like something was holding him down.
Then suddenly someone grabbed his arm and pulled him to one side, and someone also grabbed him on the other side.
The hands coming from all directions were filled with biting cold.
"Master, Xiao An hurts so much..."
Seeing Yan Xiaoan's tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes, Yan Qiuyu gritted his teeth and bit his index finger and placed it on Yan Xiaoan's forehead.
At that moment, the gray sky burst into golden light, and the fiery heat like a prairie fire enveloped Yan Xiaoan. The biting coldness dissipated, and Yan Xiaoan blinked.
God, have you seen me?
The feeling of no longer being restrained made Yan Xiaoan gradually calm down, and the temperature of his body, which was still a little feverish just now, gradually dropped.
Zhang Dashan boiled the water and poured a full bucket. Only then did he find some strange shredded paper next to the bathtub, some of which had been soaked in water and were disfigured and torn apart.
There were still some stains on the screen and clothes hangers. When Zhang Dashan went out with the bucket, he saw that the second uncle's complexion was getting better, so he dared to speak.
"Second uncle, I see there is a lot of waste paper on the floor in your house. Let me clean it up for you."
"Yes." Yan Qiuyu had just broken Yan Xiaoan's nightmare. At this moment, his heart was burning with fire. The pain was double or even more than what a person would endure in a nightmare.
Just looking at Yan Xiaoan's relaxed expression, he could no longer care about himself and sat on the stool to relax for a long time.
He had done something that was against the law, and this pain was what he should endure, he admitted it.
I still remember what my elder brother said when he laughed at me, and it is still vivid in my mind now.
"Brother Yu, you are not responsible for the children in this world. Otherwise, you can just find a good family to raise them."
There is a tree with pink flowers in the atrium of Duhunsi, which remains unbeaten all year round. There, Yan Qiuyu made a swing for Yan Xiaoan.
During the days of guarding her, he became very calm. Yan Qiujin tried to persuade her once or twice. Even though he knew that his younger brother had a stubborn temper, he still wanted to give it a try.
"She said I was her god." Yan Qiuyu answered the question and refused to answer his elder brother's words.
"But you are not just a god to her, you are also the common people in the world. You are the future master of the main temple. You can't live in this small soul crossing for a long time."
Yan Qiuyu shook his head and looked at Yan Xiaoan who was smiling happily on the swing with his big white teeth exposed. "But I just want to be her god, watch over her and protect her."
Seeing that there was no hope of persuasion, Yan Qiujin could only sigh and look at the children on the swing who had grown into adults. It had been so long. He didn't understand his brother's persistence. All he could do was respect his decision.
"Master..." A weak voice sounded slightly.
Yan Qiuyu didn't react for a moment. Zhang Dashan, who had just finished collecting the shredded paper, heard the noise and ran over, "Xiao An, wake up."
After finishing the sentence, he seemed to think of something again, "Well, how about I..."
Before he could finish his stuttering words, he was interrupted by the sober Yan Qiuyu, "Do you still feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
Having just endured the pain, Yan Qiuyu wiped away the sweat on his temples calmly, without letting the two of them notice it at all.
Yan Xiaoan struggled to sit up, "Why am I in bed, ah..." Just after saying a few words, he suddenly screamed again, as if he remembered something, and when he heard the sound of rain outside, he thought it was over.
"Are all the peanuts dead?"
Yan Qiuyu was so surprised by her that he almost jumped out of his skin. Zhang Dashan also said, "Sister, how are you doing? Peanut is doing well. All of them are better than you." He touched her forehead with his hand, "Well, The fever finally stopped.”
Yan Qiuyu on the side had a dark face and said in a cold voice: "Get out as soon as you finish cleaning up. What? You still have to watch her take a shower here."
ha? Zhang Dashan almost dropped the broom in his hand, took a step back and almost fell over, "I, I didn't..."
After all, he was a simple person, and he couldn't stop himself from Yan Qiuyu's words, so he stumbled out.
