Rebirth alone

Zhou Yunxi was born prematurely. He was weak from birth. He almost died several times when he was young. When he was most critically ill, he even prepared the wrapping. Thoughtful and considerate, he feared that it would be difficult for him to live to this day.

However, at the turn of autumn and winter this year, the young master survived without any illness or disaster. Disasters and diseases continue, and it will be different if it is used by others. Could it be that the quality of the souls of the two are different?

The baby felt strange, and Zhou Ziqian also felt strange. When drinking tea with Mr. Liu, he asked what was the difference between the medicine his nephew took recently and what he usually took. Mr. Liu told him that the medicine was still the same medicine, but the difference was in the mood of the person who took the medicine.

The so-called health care in Chinese medicine not only refers to the cultivation of the body, but also the cultivation of the mind. The cultivation of the mind is the cultivation of the nature, and peace of mind is the foundation and key to the cultivation of the nature. Avoiding arrogance and impetuosity, calming the mind, is of great benefit to the maintenance of the body and mind.

Zhou Ziqian understood his nephew's temperament change better than anyone else, but he didn't expect that it would bring such great benefits.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and they couldn't spend this winter in peace, so Mr. Zhou called and asked when they would leave. The Spring Festival will be half a month away. According to the usual practice, Zhou Ziqian will take his two nephews to Huizhou to meet his father. The reunion, of course, depends on Zhou Yunxi's physical condition. Zhou Yunxi didn't go there last year. This summer, the old man asked his two grandsons to come over. Zhou Ziqian also refused, so he had to go there during the Spring Festival.

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, a group of people set off for Huizhou. After a long journey, Ye Tao fell ill when he arrived in Huizhou. Ge Qi, who accompanied him, was not as prestigious as his teacher and was not trusted by Mr. Zhou. come over.

In fact, it is not a serious illness, Ye Tao just caught a cold on the way, but his body is too weak, those common cold symptoms are particularly fierce and presumptuous on him, it seems that he wants to blame the one that he suffered less during the season change The profit is brought back to make up for it.

The small town was on vacation for the Spring Festival, so they couldn't come to Huizhou together. The servants here lacked experience in taking care of the young master. Zhou Ziqian was worried about handing over his nephew to others, so he took care of the sick one himself.

At night, Ye Tao had a high fever, and his body fluctuated from cold to hot. Zhou Ziqian was busy applying cold compresses to him, rubbing his palms and feet with alcohol over and over again, and tossing and tossing until early in the morning before going to bed. Well, it won't be uncomfortable when you wake up."

Ye Tao was so confused that he almost couldn't remember his last name. He only knew that someone was warming him. The voice of that person was soft and steady, which made people feel at ease, and then he fell asleep drowsily.

After a few days of intermittent fever, Ye Tao began to cough again. Although this is a symptom of a cold that is about to recover, every time he coughs, it hurts his heart, as if he wants to hollow out this weak body and shatter it. Ye Tao He often wakes up coughing in the middle of the night, and the coughing gets worse the more he lies down, Zhou Ziqian helps him up, puts him in his arms, pats him on the back, feeds him water and stomach medicine, and waits until he is relieved for a while before waking him up. Put it back on the bed.

Ye Tao lay in bed for six or seven days before getting out of the kang. Zhou Ziqian, who had been restless for several days, turned himself into a handsome panda. Ye Tao looked at the shadow in his eyes, and felt as if a small stone had been thrown into his heart. Swinging away in circles, the original tranquility was lost.

Ye Tao was not dazzled, he knew very well that all Zhou Ziqian's care, love, tenderness and patience were for Zhou Yunxi, and Ye Tao was just a stranger who Zhou Ziqian had never even heard of, but now the one who enjoys these is He is Ye Tao, and it has been nearly a year since he was held in the palm of his hand and cared for, he is not a plant, how can he remain indifferent?It's just that the relationship between the two is there, everything is just a heartbeat, and there can be no thought of overstepping the rules.

At noon on 29, the servant brought two strange-looking men into the guest room where Ye Tao and Zhou Ziqian were staying. One of them was carrying a small box.

"Your hair has grown, I'll ask someone to come over and cut it for you." Zhou Ziqian touched the end of Ye Tao's hair, "After cutting it, take a shower."

Ye Tao just met, and he shouldn't have bothered about these things, but Lao Lier pays attention to not shaving his head in the first month. Arrange like this.

Ye Tao has been waiting for this order for several days. Since he arrived in Huizhou, he has not had a single day of rest. In order to help him reduce his fever, Zhou Ziqian rubbed him with alcohol for several days, which made him look like a wine putty. Sanitation depends on wiping.

Seeing that he was slightly relieved, Zhou Ziqian deliberately teased him: "Don't want to wash? It's okay if you don't wash it. What flows from your sweat pores is Chuanbei Pipalu, so it won't stink."

Ye Tao said lightly: "It's better to wash it, you are so smoked by me that you can't tell the smell."

Zhou Ziqian rubbed his hair with a smile, and said comfortingly, "It's a bit more energetic."

The barber hired by the Zhou family is a well-known stylist in Huizhou. He is skilled and serious. If conditions permit, he can carve the customer's head as if it were a handicraft. Zhou Ziqian didn't let Ye Tao wash his hair, he sprayed it with a water bottle and then cut off the scissors, which saved the stylist's assistant a lot of trouble.

When the old man came to visit his grandson, Ye Tao had just finished cutting his hair, Zhou Ziqian went out, the servant was adjusting the hot water in the bathroom, and Ye Tao was alone in the room.

"Is it better?" Zhou Xianren is not an easy-going old man. He treats his son almost harshly, and he is not very friendly with his grandson. It's not that he doesn't like his grandson, it's just because of his personality, even if he likes him Keep it in your heart, not on the surface.

"It's much better." Ye Tao poured a cup of tea for the old man, "I heard from my uncle that you also have a little cough. I'm afraid I'll pass the cold on to you."

"I'm sick, it's okay." Zhou Xianren has lung disease and tuberculosis, he is prone to coughing and wheezing every winter, if it wasn't because of his health, he would not have left his grandson in the capital to be taken care of by his second son.

Before coming to Huizhou, Ye Tao and the old man talked on the phone several times, and saw this majestic headed family member in photos. Zhou Xianren didn't seem to like taking pictures very much. The photos left at home in the capital were all photos from his early years. Zhou Xianren was only fifty at that time. In his early days, there was still a youthful Fengshen Junyi between his brows, but now he is thin and his head is white. He is not yet 70 years old, even if he is old, he shouldn't look like this. His hair turned gray quickly after the loss of his beloved son and successive widows, and his body has been deteriorating since then. Part of the reason for leaving the capital to come to Huizhou for the elderly is because he does not want to touch the scene.

Both Ye Tao and Mr. Zhou were a bit reticent and smirked. The old man obviously wouldn’t use the communication skills in the business field here, but Ye Tao was worried that he would lose his words if he said too much, and he was afraid of showing his feet in front of the wise old man, so Zhou Ziqian came back Zhou Ziqian didn’t find it strange when he saw the old and the young sitting silently caring for each other. The real Zhou Yunxi got along with his grandfather in the same way. Other people’s grandparents are relatives in the next generation, and they panic when they don’t see each other for a few days. , in his family, it is better to miss each other than to meet each other. You can chat a few words on the phone, but you have nothing to say when you meet in person.

After sending the old man away, Zhou Ziqian asked Ye Tao: "It's been two years since I saw you, so you don't have anything to say to your grandpa?"

Ye Tao kept in his stomach the words that the baby told the truth, "Grandpa and I rarely meet each other, we have no common language, and we basically have nothing to talk about except to check on each other's health", and replied to Zhou Ziqian. Calm and innocent eyes.

Zhou Ziqian pinched his cheeks: "You, when you talk nonsense, you slip away, and when you say something serious, you get stuck."

Ye Tao agrees with this point, the baby does have this problem, and he has also discovered it.

Young Master Bao who was far away in the capital sneezed three times in a row, drawing Uncle Zhou's attention.

One person and one cat stared at each other for a few seconds, and Uncle Zhou said seriously: "If you want to make trouble, wait until Xiaocheng comes back. Don't make trouble for me."

Baby's angry meow: Can you hope I have something to eat?My health is bought by death, it is so precious and incomparable!If something goes wrong with my curse, don't blame me for messing with you!