"Because of me?" Liangchen looked startled when he heard this, not knowing why.
"Yes, my wife has been seriously ill since she found out about the disappearance of the young master. She has also become in a trance. Apart from praying for you all day long, she just washes her face with tears. As time goes by, her eyes are becoming more and more blurred, and her health is also getting worse. It was worse than a year ago. The master sent several miraculous doctors to treat his wife, and he also brought a lot of miraculous medicines. However, the wife had no intention of treating her. After her eyes got a little better, she burst into tears. This happened over and over again, and finally her eyes were blinded by crying. Later, the miracle doctor said that she had a heart disease, and although the panacea could cure the eye disease, it could not cure the heart disease."
"Later, the master brought back a man and said that the young master had found him, but for some reason the wife said that the master had lied to her, and then the two had a big quarrel...
From then on, every time the master came back, he would cry when he saw his wife. After staying for a short time, he would leave with a gloomy face and a puff of sleeves. In the end, the master came back less and less often. It had been more than five years since he last came here. " Taohua explained and finally explained the general situation clearly. Only then did Liangchen understand the reason why his mother always talked about other things when he raised his eyes, and his heart suddenly felt like a thousand swords piercing his heart, and he was filled with grief.
"It's all my fault!" Liangchen murmured, standing on his feet and beating his chest. His eyes fell on the newly built attics of the surrounding courtyards. Then he looked at his shabby little courtyard and asked in a deep voice, "Why are there new houses built all around, but only ours?" The family didn’t build a new house? Could it be that my father could make my mother feel wronged even with this little gold and silver?”
"No, no, no!" Taohua waved her hands repeatedly: "Every time the master comes back, he keeps a lot of silver. Later, because he couldn't spend it, he kept more and more, which also attracted the greed of the long-term workers!
That man colluded with thieves in the mountains to break into the yard at night, but I don't know what trick my wife used, but they didn't even get in. The master also got the news and came over, burned the long-term worker to death on the spot, and then went into the mountain and turned the stronghold into a sea of flames! " Taohua seemed to remember the incident vividly when she talked about it, and her eyes were full of awe.
"Furthermore, the Li family, the most prestigious family in the town, would send people over every month to pay their respects to my wife. Each time they would bring a lot of belongings, and they would also send people to patrol the area at night, so besides missing her and being heartbroken, my wife had nothing else. I have been wronged.”
"Then why haven't we built a few larger houses?" Liangchen asked.
"It's because of the young master!" Taohua glanced at Liangchen and lowered her head to answer.
"Me?" Liangchen was confused again.
"Well, my wife is afraid that the young master will not be able to find a home when he comes back, so she is unwilling to tear down the old house and build a new one." Taohua said.
"Alas~" When Liangchen heard this, his heart tightened even more, and tears almost came out of his eyes again.
This is what worries mothers when their children travel thousands of miles, but how many people miss their mothers?
"Go and tidy up my old room. I'm going to stay here for a few days." Liangchen ordered, looking around in the courtyard, his eyes blurred as if he was reminiscing about the past thirty years.
Suddenly a cry came from the house: "Chen'er! Chen'er, where are you!"
His face changed and his figure moved, and he rushed into the house, only to find that his mother had woken up at some point, and was pawing around with her hands, shouting for him.
"Mother, Chen'er is here!" Liangchen said, holding his mother's hand.
"Sure enough, it's my Chen'er. My mother thought I just had a dream." My mother was happy when she heard this, but her tears couldn't stop flowing down again.
"Mom, stop crying, the baby is here." He said, holding his mother's hand tighter.
"When the child comes back, he will go find a miracle doctor to help his mother cure her eyes!" Liangchen said.
"Don't bother. I've been blind for so many years. How can I be cured? As long as you come back safely, everything will be fine for me!" His mother patted his hand gently and said.
"It can definitely be cured, don't worry, mother." Liangchen said seriously.
"Chen'er, I'm going to call your father over now. Let's get together as a family." Mother fumbled and took off a necklace from her neck, and a light blue bead dropped from the chain.
Liangchen sensed it briefly and discovered that this object was actually a magic weapon.
"How can mother use this?" he asked doubtfully.
"This is a protective treasure your father gave me. When you are in danger, just put blood into the bead and he will know everything." The mother said and was about to bite her finger with her mouth, but he stretched out his hand to stop her. .
"My child doesn't want to see his father for the time being," Liangchen said.
"Silly boy, why is this?" The mother was a little unhappy.
"My child just doesn't want to see him." Liangchen felt a sense of resentment in his heart, making him a little angry.
"I know what you are thinking. Don't blame your father. He is always busy with a lot of things. In addition, I have always made troubles over the years, so he must have had enough." As soon as my mother spoke, tears fell again.
"It's not strange, it's just that the child is still a little angry in his heart. Let's go to the clan to see him again in a few days." Liangchen saw his mother crying again and quickly comforted her.
"That's fine." Seeing that he really didn't want to see him, his mother slowly put the necklace around her neck again.
"Chen'er, how long do you plan to stay this time?"
"Prepare to stay with mother for a few more days." Liangchen thought for a while and answered.
"That's good, that's good!" When the mother heard this, she suddenly smiled.
Liangchen felt a little uncomfortable looking at his mother's silver hair, which seemed to be pierced by silver needles. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he immediately took out his hands, groped around his waist and took out a wooden box.
The box was gently opened, revealing six red hawthorn-like fruits. The fruits were not big but exuded a trace of amazing aura.
This fruit was a few red-faced fruits exchanged for at the Xihai auction. At that time, the man once introduced that this fruit has the power to prolong life. A cultivator can extend his life by one month after taking it, and a mortal can turn white hair into red face after taking it. effect!
If it is true as he said, then it is just right for my mother to take it!
Liangchen took out one, put away the rest, and handed it to his mother.
"Mother, try this fruit!"
Just as he was about to hand it over, he thought for a moment, shot out a sword energy with one hand and cut the fruit into four pieces, then took out a wooden box and put the remaining three pieces into it.
"Mother, the spiritual energy of this fruit is very powerful, but your body is too weak. The child is afraid that mother will not be able to bear it, so she divides it into four parts and takes one petal every three days." Liangchen said and handed one petal to his mother's hand.
Mother took it tremblingly, put the red fruit into her mouth, and chewed it gently.
She felt a warm current, like a warm spring breeze, blowing through her body. She felt lazy all over, and she felt sleepy again and dozed off.
When Liangchen saw his mother closing her eyes, she was immediately frightened, fearing that something had happened. After some gentle sensing, her mother's breathing was even and her pulse was steady, and she felt at ease.
After covering himself with the quilt, he sat for a while before walking out of the room.
The room where he lived as a child had been cleaned and the layout was no different from when he left. He slowly lay down on the bed.
I remember when I was a kid, this bed was so big that it could be turned three times. That window requires two stools to flip out. The appearance of several playmates at the entrance of the village had long been blurred, and only the colorful feather duster remained clearly visible. . .
