Shi Hai's legacy

"Master Mei, Hangzhou is here." The attendant who followed Mei Yaochen called into the cabin.

Hearing the sound, Mei Yaochen raised the curtain and poked his head out from the cabin: "After floating on the river for these days, it's finally here."

The boat stopped at the pier, and the attendants packed the luggage that Mei Yaochen had brought on this trip, and then got off the boat together with his master.

"Master Mei, let's go to the post house to settle down first, and then go visit Mr. Lin." The attendant suggested.

Mei Yaochen nodded, and said: "The road is full of dust and dust, we really should take a bath and change clothes before going to see Mr.

The two walked across the noisy street towards the post house.After asking for an upper room, Mei Yaochen sat on a chair and said to the attendant, "This is my first time in Hangzhou, but for some reason, it seems like I have been here before."

"Master Xu, you were from Hangzhou in your previous life." The attendant joked.

"Past life, maybe, maybe this is my hometown in my previous life." Mei Yaochen said with a smile.

"Xiao Bu, this is your cousin Mei Yi, do you remember?" Lin Bu was called to the living room by his mother early in the morning. At this time, he was still sleepy, rubbing his eyes and looking at the person in front of him.

"You used to like your elder brother Mei, and you pestered him to play with you every day, have you forgotten?" His mother's words awakened Lin Bu's memory of Mei Yi.

Mei Yi is the only son of Uncle Lin Bu. When Lin Bu was six years old, he and his mother went to live with his uncle in Hangzhou for a few months, so he met a cousin who was about the same age as him.It's just that his cousin has been weak since he was a child, and has almost never traveled far, so he doesn't know how he came to his home today.

"Your uncle and aunt had an accident half a year ago, and now Xiaoyi is the only one left in the family. Thanks to Xiaoyi and my aunt who can go to him, otherwise Xiaoyi is young and not in good health, how would he live alone. "My mother wiped her tears and explained to Lin Bu, "Although your elder brother Mei is your elder brother, he is more than a month older than you. From now on, he will live with you, and you will take care of him."

Lin Bu nodded, and took Mei Yi's hand, which was too cold, not like the hand of a young man with strong firepower.Lin Bu said to Mei Yi: "Brother Mei, come with me, I'll take you around the Lin Mansion, and take a look at the room."

Mei Yi didn't say a word, and obediently followed behind Lin Bu.

"This is the west wing room. Brother Mei, you can live here from now on." Lin Bu pushed open the door of the west wing room directly opposite his own room. His mother had sent someone to clean the room a few days ago, and there was no trace of dust in the room. , very clean and tidy, "Later, the servants will bring all your things. My family invited a gentleman to teach me to read. Now the time is coming. Brother Mei, you can study with me."

Mei Yi suddenly coughed violently twice, and then said apologetically: "I was rude just now. Let's go."

Lin Bu raised his eyes to look at Mei Yi, his face had lost a trace of blood, and his lips were also pale.Lin Bu asked worriedly: "Brother Mei, is your health okay? Let the doctor take a look at it first, and then go to the study."

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to the problems that came out of my mother's womb." After hearing Mei Yi's words, Lin Bu couldn't help sympathizing with him, and silently decided that he must treat Mei Yi better in the future.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month, and all the wintersweet trees in the Lin Mansion were in full bloom, making the whole Lin Mansion linger with the fragrance of plum blossoms.Because Mei Yi was afraid of the cold, she seldom went out since winter, apart from taking medicine all day long, she hugged the stove and waited for Lin Bu to leave school.

In recent days, due to the approaching of the end of the new year, Lin Bu's schoolwork for this year ended early, and my husband also returned to his hometown in the countryside to buy new year's goods.Lin Bu was free, and unexpectedly did not play outside all day like in previous years, but stayed with this sick cousin and chatted with him.

This day Lin Bu stole the firecrackers and planned to release them in the yard.Mei Yi leaned against the door frame, still holding his stove in his hand, and watched with a smile as Lin Bu carefully lit the firecracker.Lin Bu ignited the firecrackers, ran to Mei Yi and covered his ears, and saw that Mei Yi was holding the stove in his hands and couldn't cover his ears, so he stretched out a hand and said, "Come on, we are half of each other." , put a hand on Mei Yi's ear.

"Lin Bu, what do you want to do in the future?" The sound of firecrackers stopped, and Mei Yi asked suddenly, looking at the red cannon skins all over the courtyard.

Suddenly being asked this way, Lin Bu was stumped: "I really never thought about it. Brother Mei, what do you want to do in the future."

"For people like me, if you live one more day, you earn one day. How can I have any free time to think about the future." Mei Yi laughed.Somehow, Mei Yi was obviously smiling, but Lin Bu saw a trace of sadness in it.

"Brother Mei, I've made up my mind. From now on, I'll be by your side. As long as you're here, I'll be with you." Lin Bu said suddenly.

Mei Yi only thought that he was impulsive because of sympathy for herself, and replied: "Forget it, you are still young, and the days to come will be long, let's talk about it later."

But Lin Bu understood that although he was still young, his words were definitely from the heart, and he would definitely do this in the future.

"It's been a few days, why don't you wake me up." Mei Yaochen got up and said to the attendant.

The attendant was drying Mei Yaochen's changed clothes. Seeing that Mei Yaochen had woken up, he hurriedly said, "My lord Mei, you must be tired from the hard work these days. I can't bear to wake you up. It's already noon."

Mei Yaochen saw that the attendant had good intentions, so he no longer blamed him, but shook his head regretfully: "Forget it, it's late today, and it's rare to come to West Lake, let's just go around and visit Mr. Lin tomorrow. "

The two walked out of the post house and walked towards the West Lake.

"It's the end of autumn now, and it's a pity that we can't see the lotus in the upper half of the West Lake." Looking at the endless West Lake, Mei Yaochen said with emotion.

"Master Mei likes lotus?" the attendant asked.

"I don't really like it, but the lotus in the West Lake is the most famous. Didn't Mr. Liu write that word, Sanqiu osmanthus, ten-mile lotus. But I want to see lotus, it's just arty." Mei Yaochen said, "Speaking of flowers, I still prefer plum blossoms."

"Is it because plum blossoms are not afraid of the severe cold, and their spirit is admired by adults?"

Mei Yaochen shook his head: "That's not true, it's just because there is plum in my name, seeing plum blossoms is like seeing myself."

"Brother Mei, I cut some unfulfilled plum blossoms from the yard and put them in a bottle for you. They will last for many days." It was another winter, Lin Bu recklessly ran into the garden with a handful of plum blossoms in his hands. The West Wing Room.

Mei Yi was drinking medicine at this time, and there was a bit of bitter smell in the room.Lin Bu moved his nose and felt that the smell was not pleasant, so he hurriedly found a vase, filled some water in it, and put all the plum branches in it.

"Little Bu, you really like plum blossoms." Mei Yi said.

The 13-year-old Lin Bu scratched his head and replied, "I don't really like it that much. I just think that you, brother Mei, are surnamed Mei, and you have a good relationship with this plum blossom. Looking at the plum blossom seems to see you." After that, he blushed and turned around. Ran out of the West Wing.

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