Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The doctor's brows gradually frowned.

Wu Xie was also flustered.

"Doctor? How is it?"

The doctor took back his hand and said strangely: "This little brother's pulse is very strange, coming and going.

Generally, most people with this kind of pulse condition are..."

Not long to die——

Before he finished speaking, Wu Xie stopped him with a look.

If someone who came out to fool around didn't have a sharp eye, his sign would have been smashed long ago.

"What is it?" The little brother couldn't help but ask with concern.

"No problem, no problem. This little brother has a rosy complexion and a strong body. There is no serious problem. He just needs to eat more ginseng and deer antlers." The doctor said, stroking his three or two beards.

Wu Xie also started to change the topic in time to prevent the younger brother from becoming suspicious. He lifted up his clothes and said, "Doctor, please show me this."

I saw that the place where he had been crooked by the little brother earlier was covered in a big bruise, and it looked terrible.

As expected, the little brother's attention was diverted.

Worryingly, he rubbed it with his fingertips, and found this spot alone on his snow-white skin.

He was beaten...

"The bones are fine. The blood stasis will disappear after rubbing it with bruises for two days."

Wu Xie nodded slightly and said to the doctor: "Sorry to trouble you, I will go to your hospital to find you later to get this medicinal wine."

"Okay, okay, I'll take my leave now."

Wu Xie sent the person out and saw the young man sitting on the stone bench with his head lowered, his knuckled fingers grasping the corner of his clothes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"what happened?"

Wu Xie walked over, touched the little brother's face, and raised his head.

This guy is clearly still blaming himself.

"Hey! I'm just a grown man who got beaten a little bit. What's the big deal? Don't look like the sky is falling, okay?"

Wu Xie pulled the corner of the little brother's mouth upwards, causing him to put on a rather twisted smile.

"Okay, okay, I'm still standing in front of you. Don't be downcast. I'll cook for you? What do you want to eat?"

"I have no idea......"

"That's okay! You don't have to choose anyway. I'll do whatever I have at home."

The little brother was pulled into the kitchen by Wu Xie. He pressed his shoulders and asked the little brother to sit in front of the fire-burning kang. "Can you make a fire?"

"Put some sawdust and small pieces of wood in, and it will burn."

The little brother nodded. Although he had lost his memory, he was very obedient.

The firewood was not dry enough, and the smoke that had no time to escape from the chimney overflowed and filled the small room.

"Ahem,"

Wu Xie fanned the tip of his nose with his hand.

This old-fashioned large stove actually tests the skill of the fire-maker.

Wu Xie went to see his brother.

Happy,

This idiot didn't know how to hide after being smoked. He just sat there upright, trying not to cough, and his eyes were shining with tears.

"Brother, all this smoke is blowing at your face. Stop sitting there and stand up." Wu Xie commanded with a spatula.

"Go outside and bring in some dry firewood."

Wu Xie was cooking and chatting with his little brother, "You were not as high as my knees when you were a kid, but you were awesome.

You jumped onto such a high stove easily. I didn't know how to cook at that time, but you squatted beside the pot and studied with me, and you were very smart! "

"No matter what I cook now, I don't know how many times I failed and how many dark dishes I made at the beginning, but you can eat it without changing your expression and say it's delicious in a serious manner.

Just like a little bun, it’s really cute, like a little angel!

When I first met you, you were very guarded, not talkative, and as calm as an old man at such a young age. "

Wu Han said it more and more excitedly, missing the small bottle that was only as high as his knees.

those days,

It seems like it happened yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, his little bottle was so big.

The little brother was listening quietly next to him. He couldn't remember a single thing about what Wu Xie said.

Is this really his childhood?

So beautiful, like a sweet dream...

He thought that he should have been happy in the past, but that happy emotion was not in his memories, so he could not empathize with it.

These are his past. It’s also someone else’s story…

One person's one-man show will get tired after singing for a long time.

Seeing that the younger brother showed no reaction, Wu Xie gradually stopped talking and concentrated on cooking.

The younger brother was very sensitive to Wu Xie's emotions. He noticed his unhappiness and leaned over to apologize softly: "I'm sorry, I don't remember..."

"It doesn't matter. I know you didn't mean it. It doesn't matter if you forget. I will remember it for you."

Wu Xie thought helplessly: The most common thing I said to my brother after he lost his memory was that I was sorry.

How cautious has this person become?

Wu Xie said: "The relationship between us does not require so many sorrys."

"I won't get angry with you."

The younger brother nodded in understanding.

Unfortunately, he didn't know what to say other than apologizing.

"Okay," Wu Xie kissed his cheek and said softly: "Go get the bowl, the food will be cooked soon."

Facing a large number of bowls of different sizes, the little brother was in trouble.

Because he didn't know what kind of bowl Wu Xie wanted.

He has no tacit understanding with Wu Xie now.

"Wu Xie, do you want this?" The little brother picked up a small bowl and asked.

Wu Xie took the time to take a look and said, "No, I have the plate. You can just take the small round bowl for rice."

At the same time, he moved his neck.

It's been a long time since he heard his little brother call him by his name, and he still missed it a bit.

The roots of the ears are numb.

Wu Xie took the dishes out and shouted to the next door: "Haike! Haike!"

"The meal is ready, do you want to come over to eat?"

soon,

A head slowly rose up on the wall, holding a bowl in his hand, looking towards their yard.

Haike raised the bowl in his hand to show off: "No, Uncle Qi, Haiying and I are eating. Xiaocui made it."

"Oh-ok!"

Wu Xie pulled out a chair for him to sit down, and at the same time asked from afar: "When did you live there?"

"I rented these two courtyards together at that time, and they were just for a few of us to live in. We took care of each other. For other people we didn't know well, I asked them to find another place to live."

Haike lay on the wall and said while eating: "Uncle Qi, I'm going to eat. I don't like me disturbing your world, so just pretend that there's no one next door to you."

Wu Xie laughed: "Go, go, remember to take good care of the two girls."

"it is good--"

The head on the wall disappeared, Wu Xie scratched the tip of the little brother's nose lovingly, and said: "I didn't expect you to have so many little thoughts?

Um? Good baby~"

"Have a meal,,,"