Envy

He knew that Yan Zhaohan heard it.Yan Zhaohan stood in the room and looked at him quietly, with his hands together, looking a little helpless.But then he restrained his weeping look, and ran to the side of his mother's bed.

Meng Tou heard him smiling and telling his mother that he would get better soon after taking the medicine.

Meng Tou entered the room and closed the door.After all, it was inconvenient, he didn't dare to approach, stood far away, and saluted the second lady Yan.

Madam Yan propped up half of her body on her elbows, her face was pale, she asked, "Who is this?"

Yan Zhaohan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, said, "I just met a trafficker on the street and was almost taken away. It was this brother who saved me."

Meng Tou lowered his eyes, clasped his fists and said, "I'm Mu Su's disciple. Shen Gui's head, Yan Shuhan, is my uncle. My name is Meng Tou. Madam is very polite."

For the next few days, Meng Tou spent all his time in the inn.He was worried that the second wife Yan would be suspicious of him, and even planned to show Mu Mi's badge.It can be said that the second lady did not have any doubts.Maybe she thought it was Yan Shuhan who secretly sent someone to protect their mother and child.

Mrs. Yan Er doesn't like to drink medicine, it's useless to drink medicine, but she drank it for Yan Zhaohan to see.She also loves to laugh when she is sick.One day, Meng Tou brought the fried medicine to the house. Seeing Yan Zhaohan lying on the bedside, she smiled and hummed a nursery rhyme, and patted his back lightly.

Meng Tou put down the medicine, but she didn't drink it, so Meng Tou sat down on the stool beside the bed.She said that she wanted to entrust Yan Zhaohan to him, and it would be fine to take him anywhere, as long as he was not sent to Yan's house.

He agreed without asking any reason.

Those medicines failed to save Huo Huoyan's second wife's life, and she passed away quietly one morning a few days later.When Yan Zhaohan woke up, he shouted thousands of times but failed to wake his mother up.

This was beyond Meng Tou's expectation.Mrs. Yan Er clearly passed away in the summer when Yan Zhaohan was 15 years old, why did she pass away in this year.Later, Meng Tou thought that perhaps in Yan Zhaohan's dream, he hoped that his mother would be liberated before meeting Yan Shuhan again, because it was too painful for her to live.

Before she died, Mrs. Yan said she wanted to be cremated, but she didn't want to drag Meng Tou to transport her body to all over the world.Yan Zhaohan was quiet during the cremation, but shed tears when Meng Tou put a small handful of his mother's ashes into a brocade bag and handed them to him.

Such a small child was holding the brocade bag with clasped hands, his thin shoulders trembling uncontrollably.Meng Tou took him into his arms, and he wept bitterly in Meng Tou's arms.

Meng Tou thought about his unsatisfactory life and the scars all over his body.He said: "Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

……

Yan Qingheng once said to him: "If you have seen Zhao Han when he was a child, you will know why I protect him so much."

Only now can Meng Tou empathize.

Xiao Yan Zhaohan is very well-behaved and clingy.Wherever he was going, Yan Zhaohan's dark eyes flickered, he took his hand and followed him.A very small hand.

Meng Tou wants to take Yan Zhaohan out of the dreamland as soon as possible, and once told him about the past, intending to arouse his memory.But the child was sitting on the bed eating candy, tilting his head, and giggling when he heard it, and he didn't seem to want to remember it at all.He couldn't hear it anymore, he lay softly on the bed and watched Meng Tou.

Meng Tou pretended to be annoyed and asked, "Did you understand what I said?"

"You said..." the child stuffed a candy into his mouth, "You said I was your wife."

...that's right.Meng Tou felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.In desperation, he thought of a person.His Uncle Yu Qing had opened a tavern in Fulian before entering Musu, he counted the time, it was around this time.So he took Yan Zhaohan to the tavern opened by Master Uncle Yu Qing.

Erbai Tavern.

Uncle Yu Qing said that he chose this name because he was poor when he opened the tavern.When Meng Tou inquired, the tavern was quite famous.People say that the female shopkeeper is beautiful and unparalleled in the world.

Meng Tou also thought, where did the female shopkeeper come from, maybe it was Master Yu Qing's former best friend.At noon on the day he found the place, he fed Xiao Yan Zhaohan a plate of crystal dumplings and a few pastries in the tavern, and he didn't give up until he opened his watery eyes and said "I'm full".

Meng Tou wiped his mouth.

In the tavern, there was a beautiful woman in fox fur who stared at him for a while, then sat beside Meng Tou with a jug of wine.Meng Tou glanced at her, his body froze, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The woman's appearance is glamorous, her cheekbones are slightly high, and her voice is a little low and hoarse. The person approached Meng Tou intentionally or unintentionally, "Is the food cooked by my family still to your liking?"

Meng Tou glanced at her, took Mu Mi's badge from his waist and put it on the table.

"Disciple Mu Su?" The woman's complexion changed, she quickly stood up, straightened her clothes, and whispered to him, "Follow me upstairs."

Meng Tou went upstairs carrying Xiao Yan Zhaohan in his arms, and followed the woman into a cubicle.

After sitting down, the man opened his mouth.

"Are you Mu Mi's disciple?" The man used his real voice, a man's voice.

"Yes, Uncle Yu Qing."

Yu Qing clenched his hand into a fist, put it to his lips and coughed lightly twice: "Master Uncle is having a hard time in order to attract business."

"Understood." Meng Tou looked at Master Yu Qing and said, "Master, I am here this time because I want to ask you for advice."

Uncle Yu Qing took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said, "Say it."

"How can a person whose soul is trapped in a nightmare be rescued?"

Yu Qing pondered for a while: "Well..."

His eyes suddenly fell on Yan Zhaohan.

Xiao Yan Zhaohan sat on Meng Tou's lap, leaning against his chest.Meng Tou circled him and held his small hand in his palm.

"This is your little brother?"

"No," Meng Tou said, "This is my wife."

Yu Qing took a sip of tea and sprayed it out: "What the hell?!"

Yan Zhaohan looked at him with watery eyes, then leaned back into Meng Tou's arms innocently, playing with Meng Tou's hair that fell down his shoulders.

"you……"

"Uncle Master," Meng Tou said solemnly, "Do you believe that what you are in now is an illusion?"

Yu Qing drank the rest of the tea in the cup and smacked it. "There's nothing to believe about it. Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. It's not true, it's true and false. It's just why you ask this?"

"We are now trapped in this illusion," Meng Tou glanced at Yan Zhaohan in his arms, and then said to Uncle Yu Qing, "I hope you can help us."

Yu Qing opened a pot of wine, filled the glass in front of Meng Tou, and said, "Since you are Mu Mi's disciple, you also call me Master Uncle. I don't want to help you with this favor... In this way, you can come back tomorrow." Bring...bring this kid to meet me in the tavern."

"Hey, let me say," Yu Qing looked at Yan Zhaohan with an expression that couldn't bear to look directly at him, "Is this really your wife?"

Meng Tou smiled but did not answer.

When Meng Tou took Yan Zhaohan out, he heard a guest in the tavern shouting, "Miss Qingqing!"

Then he heard his uncle reply in a coquettish voice: "Here we come!"

He shook off goosebumps.