Wang Xieliu Yanhua

Wang Xie was about to go up to meet him, and the neighbor just came out. Seeing Yan Hua, he hurriedly called out: "Xiao Huazi, it's not dark yet. There are no clouds today. It's getting dark late, let's put away the lanterns first."

"Uncle Li, it's okay, I'll save it for a while, and it will be bad if my young master falls in the dark."

"This honest child, you went to wait for someone at the alley again? I said when did Young Master Wang receive your love? He doesn't even know these two steps, so you just sit at the door for a while."

"No, he said he was going home for dinner, and he will be back soon."

Uncle Li was very surprised: "What? Don't you usually go out to eat, drink, and play enough, and you don't come back until the curfew?"

"The young master is injured, I think he wouldn't go to those places." Yan Hua thought for a while, and then said, "The young master said to bring food back today, and I can help with it when the time comes."

"You should also eat more, look how thin you are - you don't have to hide your shame for Young Master Wang, when did he ever care what you eat? Why don't you mix up all the leftovers, and you have bad eyesight , I don’t even know if the food is broken. Every month, I squander countless money, and when it comes to you, how much has he deducted for living expenses? People are doing their own work and the sky is watching, sooner or later... who is that over there?"

Uncle Li's eyes were not very good either, he could only see a man in blue standing in the shadows not far away, his face was blurred, his arms were folded, he listened intently, and hurriedly asked a question.

The man in blue walked out of the shadows slowly, and before he had time to say hello, Yan Hua heard the sound of footsteps in the quiet surroundings: "Master..."

Uncle Li was startled, and looked again and again with his eyes. Although his face was full of colors, he was indeed Young Master Wang himself, but this young master was dressed so plainly today, and he didn't have a sachet, pouch or jade pendant on his body. She didn't take the flowery fan, but a bunch of paper bags in one hand, and a lotus leaf bag in the other.This posture is really rare.

He said behind his back that he was not, and made people listen to him. Uncle Li was afraid that the young master would make a fool of himself, so he hurriedly said: "It turns out that it is Master Xie, we are joking." After finishing speaking, he was about to enter the door.

Wang Xie remembered very clearly that he only said hello to Yanhua and said that he would go out for a walk and eat dinner at home, but he didn't say when he would come back.Fortunately, I returned early so that Yan Huakong would not wait and overhear this conversation.

Everything the neighbor said was true, Wang Xie first glanced at Yan Hua who was full of nervousness, and then said: "Uncle, stay here."

Uncle Li turned around unwillingly: "What else can Master Xie do?"

"Uncle also knows that I was beaten up a few days ago, and my face is still swollen." Wang Xie pointed to his face and said, "After waking up, I figured it out. One is that I am greedy for money, and the other is that I The people who take the money are the ones who plan on my money. In the future, I will not waste half of my money, and Yanhua will not lose a penny. After all, Yanhua and I are dependent on each other in the family. In the future, he will follow what I eat. Whatever I eat, I’ll serve it on the table in a while. The mess I’ve done in the past can’t be changed, and the days to come will still be long——Yanhua, let’s go back.”

Uncle Li's stunned and Yan Hua's unbelievable expression, Wang Xie pushed open the door of his house.

He was afraid that Yan Hua would not believe these words too early, but he didn't expect to blurt them out so quickly on impulse.

Putting the things in his hand in the hall, Wang Xie turned around and said to Yan Hua who was following behind: "What I said just now was not angry, but also aimed at you. I used to be a bastard. From today on, I will serve you at the table for dinner." ——I ordered food from the shop at the door, and it will be here in a while."

"Master, Yan Hua is serving you...Master?" Before Yan Hua finished speaking, her body tightened—but she was hugged by Wang Xie again.

Wang Xie wrapped his arms around him, untied the slipknot at the back of his head with one hand, and removed the cloth belt three or two times.

"Yanhua, how bad are your eyes? How much can you see?"

Yan Hua shook her head honestly: "I can't see it at all."

"Don't move." Wang Xie let go of him, lit a candle in the room, "Now? Do you think it's bright?"

Yan Hua hesitated for a while, then shook her head.

Wang Xie lit another candle, Yan Hua still shook his head.

It wasn't until seven candles were set up on the table that Yanhua said: "I feel the light, a ball."

"Show me the direction."

The finger is facing the candle flame.

Wang Xie took a piece of wax, and slowly approached Yanhua's eyes from another direction: "Do you feel the light change?"

When the candle was about three inches away from her eyes, Yanhua's eyes were fixed on the candlelight, and she stopped moving: "I feel it now."

After some inspections, Wang Xie came to a general judgment on the cause of the blindness, and just to be on the safe side, he asked again: "Did you lose sight after falling on your head, or did you lose sight due to illness?"

I just remember that I beat and scolded Yanhua every day, regardless of whether he was injured or sick, Yanhua always accepted it. One day after Yanhua had a fit, he drank some wine at home and was not happy, so he went to a friend's house to drink the second round. I stayed outside, and when I got home, I saw Yanhua mending gray clothes with red thread. I laughed and realized that Yanhua was blind. At that time, he was angry that Yanhua was not pleasing to the eye, so he asked Yanhua not to show his eyes in front of him. How blind I never asked.

Yan Hua muttered, "It's... blind after illness."

Wang Xie was taken aback, pinched Yanhua's pulse, did he make a wrong diagnosis?Could it be that the medical skills learned in the dream were fake?

He reached out and tapped a few acupuncture points on Yanhua's head: "Tell me where it hurts."

When attacking three of them, Yanhua obviously felt a shock in his body, followed by a low "pain".

Wang Xie was silent.

Yan Hua didn't know the reason for his silence, she listened attentively, and suddenly said: "Master, there is someone outside the door, it's delivering food."

Wang Xie came back to his senses, the door was knocking on the outside, he hurriedly said: "Clean your hands, I will answer the door."

Seeing that Yan Hua still wanted to talk, he hurriedly said, "By the way, bring the bowls and chopsticks."

Yan Hua just left.

Wang Xie said behind him: "Slow down, don't rush."

Sure enough, Yanhua is not used to not arranging things, so it doesn't matter, take your time.

After opening the door, Xiaoer opened the food box, put four dishes, one soup and scallion fried rice rolls on the table, and agreed to take away the bowls, dishes and food box the next day.

Wang Xie sent Xiao Er away, looked at the paper bags and candles on the table, thought of Yan Hua's smug expression just now, and slapped his thigh to understand—Yan Hua took care of everything, and he was a jerk again, this The eye disease must not be caused by his illness, he just dared not say it.

How sinful I am.

Washing hands under the stove—his hands were heavily wrapped, that is to say, fingertips were only wet, Yan Hua was not at peace.

The young master hated himself, but just now the young master hugged him again, don't you think it's dirty... He suddenly realized that after the young master woke up, his words and deeds seemed to be a different person, and his attitude towards him could be described as amiable.At first, he thought that the young master was suppressing his anger and thinking of some new tricks to torment him, so he kept serving him cautiously.However, until now, based on his own experience, he can pick out his own faults on several matters instead of the young master - smashing the medicinal wine is the first incident; insisting on applying the medicinal wine is the second incident; talking to Uncle Li is the first incident There are three cases; the fourth case is to eat with the master and servant at the same table with bowls and chopsticks;

But the young master didn't have any incidents.

He also said that he would be good to himself.

The young master is really like what he said just now, has he suddenly come to his senses and started planning for his future life?Thank goodness.

The young master really treats himself well, and he can't get what he wants; if it's fake, it's only for the sake of worsening it in the future, at least he can't see it, so why not treat the good life in front of him as real.

I am a drag, as long as the young master doesn't abandon me, as long as... can stay by the young master's side, no matter how much beatings and scolding I suffer, I am willing.

Then, whatever the young master ordered, I can do it myself.

Yanhua made up her mind, took the bowls and chopsticks, and went back slowly.

"Give it to me." A pair of hands touched his hands, leading him into a seat, and said, "Take off all the wrapping on your hands, you don't need to wrap them in the future, and the same goes for your eyes." Gradually relaxed.

The hands were twisted and deformed, full of scars.Because the bones are crooked and the tendons are tangled, I have a dull pain on weekdays, and I can't lift heavy objects or do fine work.It is even more painful when it rains on cloudy days or the solar terms change.

Yanhua remembers that year, he played the piano for the guests for a whole day, and his ten fingers were cut and bloody, but some old customers also ordered his brand, and his hands trembled. The new lover forgot the old love, raised the piano and smashed his hands, broke his bones, and crushed his feet severely before leaving.

The old customer had some influence in the local area, and the Fireworks Building didn't dare to offend him, so he called the doctor to see him, and the doctor said that even if he got his tendons, he would not be able to play the piano in the future.

His tendons and bones were injured for a hundred days, and his hands could not be moved within a hundred days. How could the Fireworks Building be willing to support a disabled person for a hundred days, and then drove him to the backyard the next day and became the most low-level little husband. Anyone, twenty A lot of money can buy him a whole night, and he can be messed up casually.

In the following days, he... Wang Xie had both eyes in Yanhua's hands, touched the meridian probably once, called twice, but there was no answer.Looking up, Yan Hua closed his eyes slightly, his face was expressionless, his whole body was like a wooden sculpture made of clay.Wang Xie had no choice but to squeeze Yanhua's arm hard.

As expected, Yanhua reacted to this pinch, but the reaction was a wailing overflowing from her lips: "Master, be gentle—" Suddenly his face changed, and his voice stopped abruptly, as if he had recovered and was busy. Withdrawing his hand, he said, "Young Master, Yanhua is wrong."

From the word "Master" just now, to the pair of ruined hands, Wang Xie also guessed that Yanhua had thought of something bad just now, so he said without saying a word, "Let's eat."

Yan Hua agreed, Wang Xie grabbed his hand and touched the bowl and chopsticks in front of him.

Wang Xie didn't know what Yanhua was thinking, seeing that he was not trembling like before, but eating obediently, he couldn't help feeling relieved, he put all the meat and vegetables into Yanhua's bowl, and the bowl was full after a while.

Yanhua carefully picked up the contents of the bowl, took a bite, the small flower rolls soaked in the aroma of the onion juice, the taste was very delicious, took another bite, chewed and swallowed slowly.

He couldn't see the dishes, so he ate whatever he picked up, until he felt a little more full than usual, the weight in his hand was still not light, and he couldn't help showing a embarrassed look on his face.

Wang Xie's attention was all on him, and he immediately said, "Drink some soup when you're full." A cup of ginger duck soup was already filled.

After the meal, Yanhua got up to clean up the dishes, Wang Xie wanted to stop him, but on a second thought, he took advantage of Yanhua's time to go to the kitchen, and entered Yanhua's room.

It was a clear and cold room next to the woodshed, and the windows were pasted with layers of colorless paper. Inside, a wooden bed, a large suitcase, and tables and chairs were all pieced together.There is a wooden barrel and a wooden basin in the corner.

Wang Xie still remembered that he intentionally smashed several pieces of old furniture in front of Yan Hua, saying that a bitch is not worthy of using the things he used, and that it would be of some use to split the fire.

The teapot on the table was not covered, and was covered with a small wooden board, and the tea bowl with the gap was buckled.Next to it is a small bamboo basket with cloth needlework scissors.

The suitcase was unexpectedly full, not many clothes, and there were two large packages, both of which were cloth straps, but the width was different.

The clothes and belts are old, but they have been washed clean and neatly folded.

There are several thin quilts on the wooden bed, which are also very worn out, and the quilt covers can be of any color.Some have cotton exposed, and some have stains that cannot be washed off.At the foot of the bed was a pail, covered with a lid.

The hut is leaking from all directions, and there is no peculiar smell.

After twisting and twisting the thin quilt, as expected, the cotton was hardened.

Beside the pillow, there is actually a half-withered wild flower.

Wang Xie thought for a while, took a candle and shone under the bed again, and accidentally saw a box with peeling lacquer leather, three palms long, two palms wide, about one palm high, with a small lock hanging on it, which seemed to be something precious. thing.

He straightened up, went back to his bedroom, and rummaged through the boxes.

Carrying a new quilt and a few untucked clothes to the guest room, Wang Xie saw that Yanhua had gone back to the front hall to pack her things, and was carrying the paper bag he brought. He frowned slightly in thought, and raised his head. Said: "Yanhua, put it over there, ignore it for now, you come to the guest room."

The rooms appeared to have not been cleaned in a few days, but were not dirty.Wang Xie looked around and scolded himself secretly. Although this house is not big, it still has seven or eight rooms. It is all depended on Yanhua to take care of it by himself. It is not easy to keep it clean like this.Throwing the quilt casually to Yan Hua who had just followed, he opened the cabinet by himself, smiled wryly, he didn't know that the guest room had quilts, so he took out the whole set of quilts and spread them out immediately.

Yanhua heard the rustling noise, and didn't know what was going on for a while, so she just stood quietly and waited, and soon she heard Wang Xie say: "From now on, you will sleep here, put on my middle clothes first." of."

Yan Hua first nodded to him, then suddenly changed his expression slightly: "Master, how did this happen."

"There are only you and me in the house, so I will do as I say. Give me the quilt and clothes." As he spoke, thinking that Yanhua was weak, it would be okay to have an extra quilt, so he took a new quilt and spread it on the bed. On the bed, he smiled awkwardly, "You are more familiar with the location of the things in the guest room than I am. I put the coat next to the pillow, and some of my clothes. Lose your clothes. I will have them in a few days." Cailu, can I make you a new one?"

"Okay, young master." Yan Hua responded, without any joy on his brows, and said again, "Young master, the injury on your body..."

"I'll wash it first, and then you apply medicine to me."

Only then did the brows relax: "Yan Hua will go to boil the water."

"Well, burn more and you can wash it too."

"……Yes."

Yanhua went out of the house and felt under the stove. The stove was slightly warm, he was relieved, it seemed that the fire had not been extinguished.He carried half bucket and half bucket of water from the tank, and the sound of rushing water covered the sound of footsteps.

Wang Xie went back to the living room and took the things he had bought on credit, heeled forward and backward, seeing Yan Hua straining to lift the water, staggering, with half a bucket of water dangling, looking quite strenuous, he couldn't help saying: "Don't do it!" This is it, let me do it, you take this."

Holding the paper bag, Yan Hua stood blankly aside, listening to the sound of the water, suddenly asked, "Master, are you not going to let Yan Hua take care of you from now on?"

As soon as Wang Xie heard that Yan Hua was going to go into a corner, he quickly arranged: "No, I just don't need you to do heavy work, you—you mix all the medicinal materials in the paper bag together, and then divide them into two, no, four parts , Wrap them up and put them in my room, for my own use."

Yan Hua didn't ask any further questions, and went happily.

After Wang Xie finished lifting the water, he pulled the bellows, and boiled the water after a while—he was no longer in the mood to think about why a young master of his own could pull the bellows, and he did it quite skillfully.

First carry the water to the guest room, the wooden bucket is behind the screen, Wang Xie paid attention this time, saw the cabinet in the corner and opened it first to check, sure enough there were all the bathing things inside.

Then he took the hot water to his bedroom, the wooden barrel was behind the screen, and Yanhua was also there. He had prepared all the clothes, cloth towels and so on for him. Standing in a corner, I was a little apprehensive.

Wang Xie told him to go back and wash first, and then come back after changing clothes before he went out.

It was hot.

Wang Xie simply washed and soaked for a while, then got up, wiped his body and dressed, walked out from behind the screen, and was taken aback.He felt that the washing was already very fast, and Yanhua was faster than him. He stood by the table neatly dressed, and changed into his rose red butterfly wearing flower gown. , looked to have regained a bit of demeanor, but he was thin and thin, his shirt looked very fat, his feet were still worn with old cloth shoes, and his face was pale.

Wang Xie sat down at the table and asked Yanhua to sit behind him and apply medicine to him.

Yan Hua poured some medicinal wine into his palm, first with his free hand, he lightly touched Wang Xie's back, felt his muscles tense, stopped quickly, but heard that Wang Xie didn't respond, secretly heaved a sigh of relief , and then covered the palm with medicinal wine: "Young master, endure the pain, just rub it away and it will be fine."

Wang Xie said "hmm": "Your hands are very cold, didn't you wash them well?"

"Yanhua is impatient, I won't do it next time." Yanhua said in a low voice.

Wang Xie frowned, as if he was self-defeating, he wanted Yanhua to take a bath to relax his muscles and bones, but... he grabbed Yanhua's free wrist.

Yan Hua was confused by this sudden movement: "...Young Master?"

"Continue to apply the medicine." Wang Xie ordered, but he did not let go.

Burning on his back, Wang Xie knew that it was the medicine that had been released with the wine, so he said, "That's enough, I'll do it myself."

"Yes." Yan Hua immediately withdrew her hand and was about to stand up when she stepped on something and couldn't help but stumble.

It just so happened that Wang Xie turned his head, he quickly grabbed it with his hands and eyes, and brought him into his arms - looking down, it turned out that he had stepped on the hem of his clothes.

He was dizzy again, Yanhua's eyes were inconvenient, and his clothes were not suitable for him.

Yan Hua was startled, she had been frightened a lot today, she thought she would fall again, but instead of falling on the cold ground, she was pulled into... her arms?He hurriedly struggled to get up: "Master."

Wang Xie said angrily: "I forgot that long clothes are easy to get dirty and tripped up. I'll take you back to your room. Tomorrow, I'll find a tailor tomorrow."

"Young master's clothes are very good. Thank you, young master. Yan Hua can modify the clothes by himself." Yan Hua suddenly showed some nervousness, "Young master, rest in peace. Yan Hua has long been used to this few steps."

"It doesn't matter just these few steps." Wang Xie insisted on sending him off, but seeing Yan Hua's nervous and stiff expression, he said, "I'll go to the guest room to clean the tub."

Yan Hua replied in a low voice: "Yan Hua has packed everything up."

--So fast?

Reminiscent of the cold fingers, and the pulse of feeling the wind and cold faintly entering the body, Wang Xie couldn't help but sullen.