Traveling through the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, a story of survival in troubled tim

It was not until the afternoon that Grandma Yao came out, her face showing signs of fatigue.

Looking at the little stone standing at the door, just a half-grown child, his eyes were full of pity.

Without saying much, she pointed into the house and said, "Child, go into the house and have a good talk with your grandmother."

After saying that, he walked towards Wen Shu and said, "You are the new patriarch of the Du family, right?"

"Grandma Yao, I am Wenshu, thank you for your family's trust."

Wen Shu hurried over and helped her sit down on a stool nearby to rest. It was just a simple stool made of flattened wooden stakes.

Grandma Yao is old, and she has been in there for a long time for treatment. Treating a disease requires concentration and focus, which is extremely stressful, not to mention that this is saving a life.

She hadn't given acupuncture in all these years. Not only was she not in good spirits, but her eyesight was also not very good. If it weren't for the special situation of Mrs. Luo this time, she would not have been willing to help.

Following Wen Shu's hand, he sat down to take a break and took a breath. He placed his hand on the back of Wen Shu's hand and patted it gently:

"Well, you're a good kid."

I don't know what she said.

At this moment, a voice interrupted their conversation.

"Grandma Medicine, has Little Stone's grandmother finally recovered...?"

The person who asked the question came to watch the fun later and saw the woman who had freed up her hands to help out when the yard became busy.

The woman thought that if the child's grandmother recovered and nothing serious happened, she would also leave. After all, everyone has their own problems.

After the woman finished speaking, she waited for Medicine Granny to reply.

"Um……"

Grandma Yao didn't answer her. She frowned and looked inside with a worried look.

Then he shook his head at the woman and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's not good."

Thinking that the boy inside was not very old, he looked at the little girl standing next to him with a medicine box hanging on her neck.

Grandma Yao thought that she was getting old and wondered if her body could last until the little girl got married and had children.

If she didn't have a good life, she would have gone to find that dead old man when she couldn't breathe one day, leaving her poor little girl alone and helpless.

I don’t know if it’s the same as Mrs. Luo, where an old woman lives with her grandchildren.

Granny Yao put herself in her partner's shoes and sighed, "I have done everything I can do as an old woman. The only thing I can do is to help her pass away with dignity."

"You mean"

Hearing what Grandma Yao said, the woman was filled with disbelief and gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

Wen Shu frowned slightly and looked into the house. She could still vaguely hear the conversation between the grandmother and grandson inside. She thought that Grandma Yao's wonderful needlework could heal the pain.

I didn't expect this result.

The medicine woman didn't take the woman's words to heart. "I'm just an old woman who knows a little about pharmacology. It's just that everyone in Dujia Village trusts my skills, so they let me live here.

What's more, no matter how skilled a doctor is, he cannot make people immortal like gods. We are all mortals.

There is no escape, no escape"

Grandma Yao sighed inwardly, and after estimating the time, she said to Wen Shu, "Young Clan Leader, it's time to start preparing, prepare!"

"it is good"

Wenshu didn't ask or say much. She just responded, waved to Fuan, and gave him some instructions.

Although Fu'an was a bit greedy and selfish, he never took matters of life and death lightly. After receiving Wenshu's instructions, he turned around and ran back to the clan to call people and make preparations.

……

Medicine Granny could have left after rescuing the child, but thinking that the child was pitiful and that Granny Luo's life was about to run out, she decided to send her off properly so that Little Stone wouldn't have any regrets.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

Those who had not left yet were already paying attention to the movements inside. The sudden noise made everyone in the yard nervous and they all looked towards the door.

Little Shitou walked out of the house with red eyes. After finding Wenshu's location, he walked towards her.

Standing in front of Wen Shu, he whispered in an almost pleading voice, "Chief, my grandmother invites you in."

"Well, let's go." Wen Shu nodded without saying anything more. She just let him lead the way.

Wen Shu felt heavy in her heart. Although the distance was only a few steps, time seemed to be expanded infinitely.

As soon as she stepped into the house, Wen Shu saw an old woman sitting half-leaning against the wall. It cannot be said that she was sitting, but her body was supported by the objects around her, so that she could barely "sit firmly" and not slip.

There was no expression on her face, and her eyes were misty and lifeless.

Little Stone immediately stepped forward to support his grandmother and whispered in her ear, "Grandma, the clan leader is here."

As expected, her guess was correct. Wen Shu looked away and walked up to her and called out, "Grandma Luo, you're looking for me."

When Mrs. Luo heard that the patriarch was coming, she struggled to get up with all her might, but her body wouldn't allow it. She had been lying in bed for so many years that she was like a living dead.

She was able to speak clearly at this time, and her body and mind knew that her time was almost up.

She heard her child say that the head of the Du family was kind enough to wake her up. She thought that she would risk her dying dignity and ask the head of the family to take care of their grandson for a while, so that she, an old woman, could die in peace.

But when the patriarch spoke, he found out that it was a little girl. She didn't look very old from her voice, probably a few years older than his grandson.

She thought that after she was gone, her grandson would be too young to be carried on her shoulders or lifted up in her hands. If this half-grown child without a father, a mother, or any family was bullied, she would not be at ease lying there.

Although she has been living in a half-dead state for so many years, it is because of her that this little stone is not a wild child.

But after hesitating for a moment, she still stretched out her hand tremblingly and gestured in the air.

"patriarch"

I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t spoken for a long time, but my voice is hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sand and gravel.

An inexplicable feeling of powerlessness enveloped Wen Shu. Looking at the hands that were stretched out with all her strength, she immediately stepped forward and held them with both hands.

"Grandma Luo, I'm here"

"Don't worry, take good care of yourself. You are blessed with a long life. Take good care of yourself so that little Stone can be filial to you when he grows up!"

Wen Shu suppressed her emotions and said comfortingly.

"Chief, please don't comfort me.

I know how my wife is doing. I am doing well. I should have died a long time ago, but I have been gritting my teeth and trying to stay alive all these years.

If I were gone, my little Shitou would become a wild child without any relatives."

Mrs. Luo's voice was hoarse, and it took her several times longer than an ordinary person to say these words.

I was so exhausted that I had to breathe for a long time after saying a word.

“I’m not a wild child, I have a grandmother, I’m not a wild child.

I don’t want to be a wild child anymore.”

When Little Stone heard what his grandmother said, he interrupted anxiously.

"I……"

Mrs. Luo was probably anxious, and she took a deep breath after saying just one word.

Wenshu shook her head at Xiao Shitou.

He lowered his head unwillingly and turned his head away as if in a fit of anger.

After a long while, Mrs. Luo's breathing gradually became normal.

There was quite a commotion in the room, and Grandma Yao, who was sitting outside waiting, was as steady as a mountain.