The worst is the next cousin

Accompanying Mu Canshang to eat the meal, and said everything that should be said, there were three knocks on the door outside.

Mu Canshang looked at Mao Xiaofei, he was sitting, Mao Xiaofei was standing, Mu Canshang beckoned for Mao Xiaofei to come over, then he hugged Mao Xiaofei's waist, his whole body relaxed, the clothes on his back were sticky with blood and sweat Together, the pain is not so obvious, he is used to it.

"It's been a few days, so bear with it," Mao Xiaofei suddenly smiled, "You didn't feel unaccustomed to walking around in front of me every day. After being away these two days, you feel that you eat less and sleep less. If there is any movement, I will be suspicious and unable to sleep. Hurry up and come back, otherwise I will not be able to eat or sleep well, and I will die of discomfort."

"Me too." Mu Canshang's voice was hoarse, almost choking.

Mao Xiaofei grabbed his chin, touched his face, felt relieved when he felt it was dry, and patted Mu Canshang's cheek, "I'm going back first, and I have to buy some food for the child, otherwise he won't Let me come out, you will take care of the child in the future, he is too clingy, maybe you won't be clingy anymore."

"That's because you are soft-hearted and soft-hearted. You are used to it."

Mao Xiaofei squinted his eyes, "Then look at your appearance, am I used to it?"

Mu Canshang remained silent, leaned quietly in Mao Xiaofei's arms for a while, then sat up, and said in a muffled voice, "Let's go."

"Well, let's go." Mao Xiaofei bent down, kissed Mu Canshang on the forehead, and then opened the door and went out.

The door left the room silent to Mu Canshang. Mu Canshang's whole body collapsed. He raised his hand to untie his neckerchief and tear off his collar. The wound that was soaked in sweat was bloody red, and the pain on his neck Blue veins protrude from time to time irresistibly.

Mao Xiaofei followed Steward Chen to the gate, and an acquaintance walked up to them, both of them were stunned.

"Why did you come here?" Tong Yi asked loudly, turning his questioning eyes to Uncle Chen.

Fortunately, Shi Yizhong was also there, holding Tong Yi who was about to come forward.

"The young man must have come to look for the major general. Have you found someone? Do you want me to pass on a message for you?" Shi Yizhong smiled warmly.

"What's the matter with you, what you said is wrong, Lao Shi," Tong Yiyi raised his hand, opened Shi Yizhong, walked in front of Mao Xiaofei, looked him up and down carefully, folded his elbows, Holding his chin with one hand, he said meaningfully: "People say that it is better to destroy ten temples than tear down one marriage. I am sensible, so don't put it on like a plaster. This Mu Mansion is also a place where you can come. Who is on duty today, I will talk about it later, it was too careless."

Mao Xiaofei stood still and frowned involuntarily.

"What did you say?" Mao Xiaofei heard that sentence clearly, but he just thought he didn't hear clearly.

Tong Yi pulled the creases around his mouth, and shook his cheeks with a half-smile, his rough voice was like a thin knife being rubbed against the gravel: "I said, it's best if you can put your tricks in place." The bright spot, don't be too thick-skinned, our major general will marry the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Minister of the Ministry of War, in a few days. I heard that these days you are living in the house where the major general returns to Beijing alone. Come out, it’s better to leave early, lest the mistress live in and leave, making her face look ugly. You said those in Nanfeng Hall, pointing to climbing high branches to redeem themselves, at least others have face, they are as delicate as boneless , or do you mean you have no bones? Are you also a thousand people riding?"

"Tong Yi!"

Before Tong Yihua finished speaking, Shi Yizhong pulled him behind him.

Mao Xiaofei's face suddenly turned pale when he heard who Mu Canshang was going to marry, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.He was a little dazed, he didn't listen to what Tong Yi said later, he saw Shi Yizhong walking over with a smile, and said in front of him: "He ate two extra cups today, talking nonsense, old boy, why don't you give it to me?" The young hero apologizes."

"Bah, what the hell, someone who went through the back door, why should I apologize to him?" Tong Yi spat on the ground and raised his chin high.

"Who did you say was going to marry whom?" No one expected that Mao Xiaofei's sudden strength would cause Shi Yizhong to be overturned, and Mao Xiaofei rushed forward and grabbed Tong Yi's lapel. Mao Xiaofei was killed with a knife, and he didn't dare to move anymore, but he still panted heavily in dissatisfaction: "You are so kind, go ask the major general! Go ask our general. Didn't he tell you? You don't even think about why you don't Tell you, it’s up to you, you deserve to ask him, do you deserve to know? Are you worthy? Ah?”

Seeing Mao Xiaofei's distorted expression, Shi Yizhong was afraid that he would really strangle Tong Yi to death, so he hurried up to persuade him: "Young Xia, that's not the case, listen to me."

"What's going on?" Mao Xiaofei turned his head suddenly, staring at Shi Yizhong like a sharp knife, making him tremble all over.

Shi Yizhong swallowed his saliva nervously, and then said: "Our young master is going to marry a wife, this old boy pours too much yellow soup, and wants to annoy you. Don't take it to heart, ah."

Mao Xiaofei mechanically turned his face away, looked at Tong Yi who was pressed against the wall by him for a long time, his face turned pale and ugly because he couldn't breathe, and asked in a deep voice: "Is what he said true?"

Tong Yi's neck was tightly supported by Mao Xiaofei's knuckles, the back of his head was painfully stuck against the wall, his tiger eyes widened, he gritted his teeth, and his heart sank.

"Your grandpa lied to you! Damn it, don't let me down!"

Mao Xiaofei's mind went blank, and there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest. He let go, and Tong Yi fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Brother Mao, let's go." Only then did Bo Shanxi dare to come up to help Mao Xiaofei, but he didn't dare to come up again when he threw his hands away.

Walking to the front of the sedan chair, Mao Xiaofei tripped and fell into the sedan chair.

Bo Shanxi hurried up to support him and put him on the seat.

Mao Xiaofei didn't speak all the way, looking at his face, Bo Shanxi didn't dare to talk to him, the moment Mao Xiaofei grabbed Tong Yi just now, the murderous aura emanating from him seemed to faintly frighten him.

On the way back, Mao Xiaofei suddenly slapped the car and shouted to stop the car.

The sedan chair behind also stopped, Chen Butler walked over quickly, but was still a step slower, only to see that Mao Xiaofei was already walking towards the side of the street, where was a shop selling rice cracker candies.

"Follow?" Bo Shanxi lost his mind and asked Chen Butler.

"Did he bring any money?" Chen Butler asked.

"I brought it. When I went out, I said that I would bring home something delicious for his son." Bo Shanxi patted his thigh, "By the way, he should have gone to buy food for Fu Dong."

Butler Chen didn't speak, and stood outside the shop with his arms folded, waiting in the ice and snow.

Mao Xiaofei barely stood still in front of the counter. There were several kinds of candies on display, all of which were not separated. A middle-aged man in his forties surrounded a brazier with a little girl of thirteen or fourteen. Warm up.

"Guest officer, what do you buy? The rice is freshly popped, including peanuts, sesame seeds, melon seeds, sweet and salty. Would you like to try it before buying?" The middle-aged man came out to greet.

Mao Xiaofei stared blankly at the spread out candy for a while, and with a casual finger, the boss immediately cut open the candy for him enthusiastically, wrapped it up, and wrapped it in oiled paper.

"Shopkeeper, I want to inquire about something." Mao Xiaofei opened his mouth with difficulty, his mouth bitter.

"You say."

"The family at the end of this street is going to have a wedding?"

"Ah, you are from outside, right? That is the family of the great general of the town, Mu. He wants to marry a daughter-in-law. The emperor decreed to marry his eldest son. The woman is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Minister of the Ministry of War. Although she is not the daughter-in-law, But since I was young, I have both civil and military skills, so I don’t let my eyebrows go.” The shopkeeper handed the paper package to Mao Xiaofei, “It’s this one.” He showed a thumb.

Mao Xiaofei bit his cheek sorely, took the things, and asked again: "Is the eldest son of the Mu family wanting to marry a wife?"

"That's right, General Zhen Guo has no sons and daughters, and the young general of the Mu family is also a pillar. His Majesty thinks highly of him. It would be great to marry him with the honor of the general. The husband's family fights on the front line, and the rear can keep up." , Your Majesty's move is brilliant." The shopkeeper saw that Mao Xiaofei hadn't left yet, and asked with a smile on his face, "Guest officer, what else do you want?"

Mao Xiaofei waved his hand.

What more can he order? He can't afford anything.

After leaving this store, Mao Xiaofei looked much better. There were not many shops open on the street, and he bought a lot of things, all of which were held by Bo Shanxi.Back on the sedan chair, Mao Xiaofei slept with his eyes closed all the way, but was awakened by Bo Shanxi when he got off the sedan chair.

A pile of snacks in large and small packages was placed on the table, and there was no one in the room.

Bo Shanxi was standing at the door, and Mao Xiaofei was about to close the door.

"Brother Mao, are you alright?"

Mao Xiaofei looked tired, "It's okay, what can be the matter?" He smiled lightly and scratched his head, "Before Fu Dong comes back, I want to sleep for a while, you are free to help me take care of the child, let me quietly , sleep for half an hour."

Bo Shanxi hummed worriedly, seeing Mao Xiaofei closing the door in front of his eyes, the sound of closing the door was neither soft nor heavy, he believed that Mao Xiaofei was really fine.

Walking to the bedside, Mao Xiaofei threw his entire body weight on the bed. He didn't take off his clothes and shoes, and he didn't have the strength to get up after lying down.

The room was not as dark as daytime, and this dim scene wrapped him tightly, making him feel safe.

Mu Canshang's voice rang clearly in his head: "The second young master of the Mu family is getting married."

"However, I, Mu Canshang, swear that I will definitely let you be my man in an upright manner. In my house, only you are my only wife."

Something was blocked in his throat, and Mao Xiaofei suddenly sat up. He felt a spasm in his waist and abdomen, and vomited out all the food that he ate with Mu Canshang at Mu's residence.

After going out to ask someone to clean up, Mao Xiaofei washed his face, rinsed his mouth, wiped his hands and feet in the silent room, lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt over his head, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

This sleep lasted far more than half an hour, Bo Shanxi was guarding outside, and no one dared to disturb her.

When Qingtang rushed over with the drenched Fu Dong in her arms, before Bo Shanxi could react, Bo Shanjue had already knocked on the door.

Fu Dong's face was purple from the cold, his head hung in Qingtang's slender arms, dying.

Bo Shanxi hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"The ice surface is not firm. He fell into the lake. Go to Steward Chen and ask him to call a doctor." As Bo Shanjue said, he kicked the door open. Qingtang saw someone lying on the bed, so she had to put Fu Dong on the low couch. up, straighten his body.

Bo Shanjue walked over to wake Mao Xiaofei up.

"Falling into the water?" Mao Xiaofei's head ached from sleep, and he didn't know what they were talking about until he saw Fu Dong's appearance.

Fu Dong's face was crooked, lifeless, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Mao Xiaofei choked for breath, and shouted hoarsely: "Please doctor, brazier, light up the brazier, Qingtang, get out of the way." With trembling hands, Mao Xiaofei peeled off Fu Dong's icy wet clothes layer by layer , the child's body was naked|exposed, and there were many wounds on the legs and arms, both new and old. Mao Xiaofei suddenly realized that during his time in Jielin, Fu Dong might be mischievous or maybe he didn't know why. He didn't even mention the injuries he caused.

Mao Xiaofei carried Fu Dong to the bed, Qingtang had already poured cold water.

Mao Xiaofei bit his teeth bleeding, he didn't even dare to touch the child's breath, silently wrung out the handkerchief and wiped his face, hands and feet, wiped him two or three times before wrapping him in the quilt, and put his hand on Fu Dong Try it on your neck.

The faint beating was like a ray of dawn in the dark night, faint but full of hope.

Mao Xiaofei collapsed and sat on the ground suddenly, his body wrapped in clothes was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

At this time, Uncle Chen came in with the doctor.

Mao Xiaofei grabbed the stool next to him, stood up and scrambled, and stabilized. His legs were so stiff that they hurt, and he struggled to support his whole body.

No one spoke, they all stared at the child on the bed.