Southern flower locust

Chun Manyue looked at the three people in front of her, feeling dazzling.

After Nan He finished explaining the whole story, Huang Xiaonian greeted Chun Manyue, "Hello." But she wondered why this woman still looked a little like a man.

With a smile on his face, he handed him the jade bracelet in his hand, "This was given to me by Brother Nine's mother, and now I'm going to give it to you."

Chun Manyue didn't answer or speak.

"Chun'er's voice is not very good today, he can't make a sound," Nan He explained from the side, and reached out to take it, "I'll keep this bracelet."

"Okay," Huang Xiaonian smiled, then pulled Nan Sang to face Chun Manyue, "Ah Sang, this is your mother too, quickly call her mother."

"But I think he's a boy." Tong Yan Wuji, Nan Sang looked at his mother and expressed his thoughts.

Huang Xiaonian smiled apologetically at Chun Manyue in embarrassment, and slapped Nan Sang lightly, intending to teach her a lesson, but Nan He stopped her.

"Ah Sang is right, Chun'er is a man."

When Huang Xiaonian came back to her senses, she had already dragged Nan Sang along the alleyway in a daze.She didn't know how she got out of that yard. Today was a big blow to her, her mood was up and down, and she might not be able to say those words in her heart for the rest of her life.

"Mom, you scratched me."

Huang Xiaonian came to her senses, touched the child's hand and blew, and said, "I'm sorry, mom was distracted just now."

"But Mom, was that really Dad just now? Since we found him, why can't we live with him? "

"Daddy already has a new home."

"No way, there is only one big brother in my father's family."

Huang Xiaonian was stunned, the biggest blow to her today was nothing more than this, Nan He fell in love with a man.

"Hey, here," a woman behind stopped Huang Xiaonian, she looked back, and saw three aunts sitting on the bench in front of the door, "Yes, yes, it's you."

Huang Xiaonian asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"Come here, sit here." Several aunts greeted.

Huang Xiaonian thought about it, and sat down anyway.

"Oh, this kid is really juicy," the aunt first teased Nan Sang, "Do you want to eat melon seeds, kid?"

After Nan Sang sat aside and picked the melon seeds carefully, an aunt pointed to Nanhe's courtyard and asked casually, "Did you come out of that courtyard just now?"

"Yes."

"Hey, Doctor Nanhe here is amazing. Did you also go to see a doctor at his place?"

"Doctor Nanhe?" Huang Xiaonian asked suspiciously, she didn't know that Nan Jiu had changed her name, and she didn't know when Nan Jiu, who was expected to be a high official in the past, became a doctor.

"Yes," the aunt's eyes lit up, "you don't know? If you don't know, then why did you go?"

Huang Xiaonian lowered her head, wanting a place to confide in the frustrations in her heart, so she said, "He is my ex-husband."

"Ah, but he's not..." The aunt straightened her back, and for a moment her face seemed to be full of indescribable words, "Then this kid is Dr. Nan's child, right? Ah, how come?"

Huang Xiaonian mistook them for Nanhe's abandoned mother and son, and quickly explained the reason to the aunts.

"Oh, I get it. Dr. Nan thought you were all gone. It's God's fault. Why did these things go wrong?"

"You are so young, you two are really suffering."

The other aunt took Huang Xiaonian's hand, patted it lightly, and said, "Sister, let me tell you a few words from my heart, our family's illnesses are all caused by Dr. Nan, Dr. Nan is so good. People, but sometimes people are too nice to be deceived. Have you seen that man, tsk tsk, he looks like a flamboyant at first glance, he looks more beautiful than a woman, probably because of Dr. Nan."

"Yes, girl, can this be normal? When you come back now, you have to pull the man back."

"Then how do we do it?" Huang Xiaonian saw that they were all indignant, so he made up his mind to ask for advice.

Several aunts looked at each other and said: "This is the case, I think we should start with that man."

"But..." Huang Xiaonian hesitated, she saw Nan He's attitude towards Chun Manyue with her own eyes, even if she was Nan He's biological mother, Nan He would not be like this.

"But what, let me tell you, now Dr. Nan is definitely being cheated by that man. It's useless for you to go directly to Dr. Nan. Besides, girl, look at this child, think about it Which man doesn't want to carry on the family line, this child is your capital, what are you afraid of if you have him."

"Yes, yes, yes." The other two aunts echoed.

"We won't talk about it empty-handed, because we can't watch it anymore."

"Doctor Nan usually leaves at eight o'clock in the morning to go to the Pharmacopoeia Hall for a consultation, and comes back at twelve o'clock at noon, sister, remember, your greatest capital is this child."

After Huang Xiaonian silently kept these words in her heart, she took Nansang to say goodbye.

Nan He happened to come back early that day, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Huang Xiaonian who was about to go out, and wondered.

"How did you come?"

"Ah, Brother Nine, you're back." Huang Xiaonian panicked, but said truthfully, "I've been here for the past few days, Brother Chun isn't feeling well, I'm also idle at home, just wanted to see if there was any Where can I help you?"

"I'm sorry to trouble you," Nan He smiled politely.

Huang Xiaonian rubbed his palms together, really didn't know what else to say, thinking that if he continued in this embarrassment, he would be kicked out, so he just said something.

"Brother Nine, Brother Chun's body is getting more and more uncomfortable. I think he drinks only traditional Chinese medicine. Have you tried western medicine? Western medicine is still quite good now. Ah Sang always takes western medicine when he gets sick."

Nan He bowed his head and thought for a while, and felt that it was quite reasonable, but he still said: "The most important thing to treat a disease is to treat it mildly, without harming the body."

After speaking, I felt that I might be a little cold, and said, "Nan Sang, do you often get sick?"

Huang Xiaonian nodded immediately: "Ah-sang has been in poor health. I have taken him to various places over the years, and he has been unstable. Ah-sang's immunization shots are not on time, and he gets sick from time to time."

Nan He frowned, feeling really guilty.

Huang Xiaonian looked at Nanhe's reaction, and remembered the warnings those aunts had given her a few days ago, and said, "Ninth brother, Ah Sang has always missed you, and I kept telling him that his father went to work to earn money, so I didn't want him. He has been thinking about you for the past few days, thinking about when he can come to play with you, I..."

Huang Xiaonian began to cry while talking, Nan He could only comfort him: "Don't cry, how about this, you let Nan Sang come and play by himself whenever he wants, this is his home after all."

"Really?!" Huang Xiaonian laughed through tears, and was very grateful immediately.

After saying goodbye to Nanhe, Huang Xiaonian walked back to the newly bought house, planning when to bring Ah Sang there tomorrow and how to continue to defeat that pretentious man with words.

After getting along with Chun Manyue for the past two days, her impression of him was that he was cold and seldom talked.I thought to myself how could Brother Jiu like this kind of person, without any tenderness, it must be that Chun Manyue behaved differently before and after, and he was actually a bad embryo to seduce Brother Jiu.

Huang Xiaonian deeply believes that her conclusion is correct, but she cannot continue to let Chun Manyue stay by Nanhe's side.

"Why is the wind and cold getting worse and worse? It hasn't recovered after a month." Nan He took the medicinal soup, patted Chun'er's back lightly, waited anxiously for him to finish coughing, and blew on the spoon in his hand. Medicine, send it to his mouth.

Before the spoon came close, Chun Manyue directly took the bowl in his hand and swallowed it down.

Nan He hurriedly went to get the sugar water, seeing that Chun'er's brows were tightly wrinkled together, his heart felt as if he was twisting.

After drinking the sugar water, Chun Manyue got up, walked outside, subconsciously raised her hand to cover the light of the electric lamp.

In the past few days, Nan Sang will come here to play in the afternoon, and he invited him personally, so Nan He can't say anything.It's just that because the child is afraid of the heat, the candles in the room are burning stuffy, Nan He has no choice but to blow out the candles outside and turn on the light.

"Do you know why I don't like electric lights?" Chun Manyue said suddenly, her voice hoarse, "Because it's too bright, so bright that it can put all the filth of people on the bright side."

"Chun'er?" Nan He wanted to grab Chun'er's hand, but was interrupted by Nan Sang who ran in.

"Dad, can you play crickets with me?"

Chunmanyue glanced at Nansang, then walked back into the room.

Looking at Nan Sang's longing eyes, after all, he is his own son, Nan He can only accompany him outside, which can be regarded as making up for the child, Liu Chunmanyue stays alone in the room, lying in front of the window to look at the magnolia tree in the middle of the yard.

As soon as Senlu entered the gate of Pharmacopoeia Hall, he saw Nanhe sitting on a chair in a daze, fiddling with a pestle in his hand, and asked, "Nanhe, how is he?"

Nanhe shook his head weakly: "It's getting worse."

Remembering what Huang Xiaonian told him to try western medicine, Nan He suddenly asked: "Last time you told me to buy a batch of western medicine, did you buy it?"

"Going in is going in, why are you asking this?"

"If Chun'er takes western medicine for this disease, which ones are more effective?"

"I'll ask."

After a while, Senlu came in with a bag of medicine: "It's written on how to eat."

"Thanks."

"Thank you for telling me, I still want his illness to recover soon, so you can come to visit with my wine."

Nanhe patted Moriru's chest, expressing his sincere gratitude for meeting this confidant in life.

Mori looked at the watch in his hand and urged: "If you have nothing to do, go home quickly. I heard that there will be a typhoon tonight. Be careful."

The typhoon came with great momentum, and the noise kept beating against the windows. The wind and rain slanted in from the cracks caused the lights in the house to flicker on and off, and the ground was covered with a layer of sand washed in by the rain.

"Nanhe." Hearing the wind outside, Chun Manyue suddenly called out.

"What's the matter?" Nanhe was packing the pills in his hand.

"I want to go home, go back to my vegetable garden."

The hand that was picking up the pills paused, then continued to move: "Okay, I will take you back when you recover from illness."

"The sky in the north is too dry, I don't want to stay anymore."

Nanhe held Chun'er's thin frame: "Then we will build a building on the south side, in front of the vegetable garden, and then plant all the flowers you like in front of and behind the building, and the first floor of the building will be the doctor of my Nan family." The second floor is our home, and the two of us will stay there for the rest of our lives."

"And never leave again?"

"Fool, there is the second article of the Nan family's medical training. Once the building is completed, the light will not be lit, and the door of the building will not be closed. How can I get out?"

Chun Manyue smiled, not quite understanding how the three unwritten medical teachings could be transformed into Nanhe's unfailing law.

"What are you laughing at?" Nan He hooked Gou Chun'er's nose and said, "You are the daughter-in-law of our Nan family, so we still have to remember the family training and medical training."

Chun'er murmured, and then started coughing again.

Nan He patted Chun'er's back lightly, and tried all his medical skills, but he really didn't know how the root of the disease was so deep.

"If you want to go back, get well soon."

Chun Manyue didn't answer.

Nanhe suddenly panicked, and said anxiously, "Chun'er will always be here, right?"

Chun Manyue looked at the warm light on the candlestick: "If the fire doesn't go out, I'm here."

Turning to look at Nanhe, Nanhe also looked into Chuner's eyes.

The two did not speak a word, but responded to each other.