Happy Little Scholar

"Mom, get up and drink the medicine. Read the book." The woman in a coarse cloth skirt brought a bowl of black medicine from outside, walked to the bedside, and said softly to the old woman lying on the bed.

"Cough, cough!"

The old woman's hair was white, her face was full of wrinkles, and her eyes were looking forward with lifeless eyes. She fumbled to sit up, and the woman hurriedly handed her hand.

"Where do you have the money to buy medicine?" The old woman grabbed the woman's hand and asked with her eyes staring at the door.

Only then did I see clearly that there was no trace of spirit in her eyes, and she should have been blind a long time ago.

"Business has been good these days, and I saved some money." The woman handed the medicine bowl to the old woman's mouth and said.

The old woman murmured: "What's the point of wasting this money? I don't have many days left, so I might as well save it for Duanwu..."

"Mom, don't say these words anymore, drink the medicine quickly." The woman sighed and urged.

She glanced at a jar in the corner. Under the jar, there was the silver that the young man gave her yesterday.

She used the money to buy medicine for her mother. There was more than nine taels left. If she used it sparingly, it would be enough for the family for several years. She must not let those people find it.

The two young men were good people. Good people should be rewarded. She prayed silently in her heart that nothing would happen to them.

The old woman drank the medicine silently. She picked up the medicine bowl, and before she put it down, a crisp voice came from outside the door.

"Mom, I'm back."

Hearing the girl's voice, the corners of the woman's mouth showed a smile. She would go out to buy a few feet of floral cloth tomorrow to make a new dress for Duanwu. She had wanted a beautiful floral dress for a long time.

The little girl jumped into the house with a cheerful step, stuffed a piece of white in her hand into the woman's mouth, and asked happily: "Mom, is it sweet?"

Before she could react, several figures walked in from the door. The woman's face changed, and she hurriedly protected the little girl behind her. Could it be that those people came again?

The first thing that came into view was an old face.

The woman was slightly startled, and the vigilant expression on her face disappeared. Over the years, whenever they encountered a problem that they could not solve, this old man would appear. Although she had never communicated with him, she had roughly guessed his origins in her heart.

And when another familiar face appeared in front of her, the woman stood up immediately.

"Is someone here?" The old woman couldn't see, but she could feel that there was an outsider in the house, so she asked out loud.

It seemed that it was not those evil people who often came. Her son worked during the day and came back at night. She was wondering in her heart, how many years has it been since an outsider came to this family?

After Li Yi entered the house, he looked around.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the house as bare.

Except for a stove and a bed, there is no other furniture. There are only four walls left. The only small bed is in the corner, and an old woman with gray hair is half lying on it.

There is also a small room inside, separated by a curtain. You can see a little clue through the gap. The space is not big, and there is probably only room for a bed.

"Benefactor..."

The woman hurried over, rubbing her hands, looking very cramped.

If it weren't for the young man in front of her, she would have no money to buy medicine for her mother. The ten taels of silver can be regarded as their life-saving money.

"Aunt." Li Yi looked at the woman and said.

The woman was about to open her mouth to say something, but suddenly she saw the young nobleman say something, and she was startled, her mouth half opened, and the expression on her face became blank.

"Young lady of the He family." The old man surnamed Li stepped forward, looked at the woman and said, "This is your sister's child."

"Yu Niang, is Yu Niang back? Where is Yu Niang?" Before the woman could react, an anxious voice suddenly came from the room. The old woman was anxious to get off the bed. Because she couldn't see, she stepped on the air and rolled off the bed, but she didn't care at all and struggled to crawl towards the door.

"Mother!"

The woman exclaimed, ran over and helped the old woman up. The old woman stared at the door in a daze, two lines of tears rolled down from her empty eyes, and murmured, "My Yu Niang, where is my Yu Niang?"

The little girl stood there in a daze, not knowing what happened. It was the first time she saw her grandmother like this. Her face was pale and she was at a loss.

"Grandma, don't worry. Mother is not in the capital. This time I came here to take you back." Li Yi didn't know if she could still bear such a blow if he told the old lady that the Yu Niang she mentioned had passed away more than ten years ago. At this time, he could only comfort her like this.

As for the truth of the matter, I'd better tell her slowly.

After seeing that they have lived in such a place for these years, he can also guess what kind of hard life they have lived. Naturally, he can't ignore it. Just now, Li Yi has already thought about taking them back to Qing'an Mansion.

No matter how long the hands of the nobles in the capital are, they can't reach Qing'an Mansion.

"Are you Yu Niang's child?" As if she thought of something, the old lady temporarily forgot about Yu Niang, grabbed Li Yi's hand, and the other rough palm covered with calluses kept rubbing his face, muttering: "Yu Niang's child, my grandson, is so handsome, just like Yu Niang..."

As the old woman spoke, her voice gradually became smaller, and she tilted her head and snored slightly.

Extreme joy and sorrow are the most distressing. Li Yi hurriedly helped the old woman to the bed and let her lie flat. After covering her with the quilt, he turned around and saw the woman, his aunt, looking at him with complicated eyes.

In fact, when he learned that the little girl was called He Duanwu, Li Yi understood where the familiar and intimate feeling about her came from.

Because both of them have half of the He family blood.

And the reason why he was familiar with the noodles on the stall was probably because he had eaten them when he was a child.

"Aunt Xiu, pack up and leave here today." Li Yi looked back at the woman and said, knowing from Uncle Li that the youngest daughter of the He family was called He Xiu.

"Okay..." Hearing Li Yi's unquestionable tone, the woman opened her mouth and finally uttered a word.

Seeing the little girl standing there in a daze, Li Yi walked over and rubbed her little head. The woman followed and looked at the little girl and said, "Duanwu, this is my brother."

The little girl nodded mechanically, looked up at Li Yi, and whispered in a mosquito-like voice, "Brother."

The little head hadn't figured out what happened, but she knew that this "brother" was different from the one she had called silently in her heart before.

Rong Xiaorong said

Sorry, the update is late, I will continue to write the second update.

In addition, thank "Xiaoxuanyi" for the reward of 10,000.