Looking at the bright moon

He Zongkui stayed in the hospital for more than a month, and the doctor finally gave a verdict on his condition: "Now your father's condition has stabilized, and it is impossible to return to the original state. Instead of letting your father continue to be confined in the ward, you Take him home for recuperation, after three to five years, maybe he can gradually improve."

Because the person they were talking to was He Lingshan, the doctors all looked worried, for fear that this cold-faced young master would make an excuse and make them lose their jobs.Unexpectedly, after hearing this, He Lingshan didn't say anything, and sent someone to go to discharge his adoptive father from the hospital.That night, they took He Zongkui back to He Mansion.

Several private doctors had been waiting there long ago, including a German. They all examined He Zongkui one after another, but the diagnosis results they obtained were not much different from those of the hospital.After hearing this, Mrs. He took a few steps back, sat down on the sofa, covered her face with a handkerchief and cried, "Master is 65 now, and if he spends another three to five years in such a muddle, how much more will he have?" Can I enjoy the good days? If he ignores me, my sky will collapse!"

Xingli was also hiding in the corner wiping her tears. After hearing her words, she immediately raised her face and said, "Aunt Lan, what are you talking about? My father is in such a healthy body, and it is not impossible for him to recover in the future. There are so many good days to enjoy, you don't need to worry about it!"

Mrs. He Er was refuted by the juniors in front of outsiders, she suddenly felt humiliated, and couldn't help raising her voice a lot: "What? I just feel sorry for the master. He is your father and my husband. Do I expect him to Is it not good?"

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Chunqiao immediately winked at Xingli and said, "Father is still ill, please don't shout in his room to disturb his cleanliness."

In the past, Mrs. He Er did not get along well with He Zongkui's children, but her own health was not up to par. She had been with He Zongkui for seven years and never conceived a single child.Now that He Zongkui is unconscious, and all the power is in the hands of He Lingshan, the second wife of He only feels that she is alone and helpless, and her status in this family has plummeted. Just be dumb, anyway, what I say now is wrong.”

Xingli planned to continue to argue with her, but before she could open her mouth, she saw a man and a woman pass through the moon gate one after another, and came to He Zongkui's bed, it was He Lingshan and the second young lady Xingmeng.

In Xingli's eyes, these two people were much stricter than her father, she didn't dare to continue the fight, so she pouted and stood aside obediently.

Compared with his handsome elder brother and pretty younger sister, Xingmeng's appearance is much more ordinary.However, she was very tall and tall, with a demure demeanor and a refined demeanor.She took a few glances at He Zongkui, then sat on the edge of the bed, and said to Chunqiao and Xingli, "If you have nothing else to do, you can go out and have a stroll and find some entertainment. If you make such a fuss in front of Dad, it's okay." Aren't you afraid that he will be sad?"

"I'm sorry." Xingli took her hand, a little coquettishly: "Will you have dinner with me later?"

Xingmeng knew that she was afraid of being alone, so she smiled and said, "You've said that, why should I not accompany you?"

Seeing that the brothers and sisters had a harmonious chat, Mrs. He left without saying a word. Xingli also bid farewell not long after, saying that she would go back to her room to study.Seeing that He Lingshan and Xingmeng were together, Chunqiao might have business matters to discuss, so he followed Xingli and quietly wanted to leave.

"Brother, please stop." Xingmeng called him unexpectedly: "It just so happens that everyone is here today, I have something to ask you and fifth brother, please come and sit with me for a while."

Although she said a word of please, she had already stood up, leaving no room for the two of them to refuse.Chunqiao had no choice but to respond, "Okay, okay, how dare I disobey your orders?"

After finishing speaking, he put He Lingshan's shoulders on his shoulders and went to Xingmeng's yard.Xingmeng is happy and quiet, and I planted a few privet plants in the yard. This tree is still full of green in winter. The stretched branches and leaves intersect with the corners of the eaves. The sunlight passes through the gaps and hits the porch obliquely. interest.

The tables and chairs are set up in front of the corridor, and they are cleaned very well. It seems that Xingmeng often works and reads here.She asked the two to sit down here, and called a little girl to pour tea.That girl seemed to seldom see strangers on weekdays, but as soon as she met He Lingshan and Chunqiao, her face immediately became redder than the ribbon at the end of her braid, and she ran away in a hurry.

Chunqiao picked up a leaf that fell on the table, and said to Xingmeng: "It's all your fault that you always lock yourself in the room. Look at the people under your hands, seeing me is like seeing a stranger. Nothing."

Xingmeng smiled, and didn't care about his teasing: "It's always about losing face in front of my family, so what's the matter?"

When the tea was poured, she was finally willing to turn to the topic: "Brother, what did your father do in the past, and how did you fool around? It's meaningless to mention it now. I just want to ask you, what are you doing?" When will you be willing to take on the responsibility of the eldest brother and be a real head of the family?"

Chunqiao didn't expect her to be so straightforward, he couldn't answer for a while, just holding the hot teacup in a daze.

He Lingshan couldn't stand it anymore, and kicked him quietly under the table.Chunqiao swayed, and then came back to his senses, and said: "When you talk like this, are you blaming Ling Shan for not doing a good enough job? Let's not say that I don't want to be this job, even if I agree to take up the post, what is your name Ling Shan?" What should he do? How many things has he done in the He family over the years, and he just tried to fight for the position of deputy, that would be too wronged him."

Xingmeng seemed to expect him to say this, and immediately glanced at He Lingshan, and asked, "Lingshan, what do you think?"

Although he had discussed with Xingmeng long ago, after hearing Chunqiao's words of protecting himself, He Lingshan was a little embarrassed to force the other party, hesitantly said: "I..."

Chunqiao misunderstood his attitude, and immediately interfaced displeasedly: "Xingmeng, Ling Shan is your younger brother anyway, how can you persecute him like this? You don't need to say any more, with Ling Shan here, I will never promise you .”

But Xingmeng asked back: "Then, what if Ling Shan isn't here?"

She put down the porcelain cup, folded her hands on her knees, and looked at her elder brother frankly.Seeing him stunned, Xingmeng lowered her head and sighed. She was afraid of trouble, and even more afraid of explaining to others, but with a younger brother like He Lingshan who was not good at talking, she had to speak for him: "Lingshan came back this time, not so much as a The heir, it's better to say that he came to rescue the emergency. If he intends to be in charge of the family, why did he delay for so many days and still not reveal a little bit to the outside world, and still act as the Fifth Young Master?"

Chunqiao has never been involved in housework these years, so he really doesn't know anything about what she said.He was speechless for a moment, and glanced at He Lingshan suspiciously.

Xingmeng said again: "Besides, Ling Shan is from the Wen family. If he takes over as Jing Gang, how can he go back to Yannan in the future? There are also people waiting for him over there. If you let Ling Shan stay here, is it not forcible?" broke them up."

Even though he knew that Xingmeng's words of dismantling had no ambiguous meaning, He Lingshan was still shocked when he heard it, and wanted her to stop talking.When they talked about this topic, before He Lingshan opened his mouth, Xingmeng already guessed that he and Wen Mingyu had a great relationship.Otherwise, the two of them would be so far apart, one in Yannan and the other in Yiling. As the half master of Yannan, why would Wen Mingyu go there for a birthday banquet in person? He was clearly looking for someone.

"I really didn't think of this." Chunqiao folded his hands behind his head, and said flickeringly: "But since Lingshan chose to join his father's family three years ago, he must have the consciousness to be a lifetime of the He family, isn't it? Do you want to go back on your word?"

He blatantly acted foolishly, but Xingmeng had no choice but to turn his gaze to He Lingshan for help.He Lingshan knew this elder brother well. According to the comments left by members of the Jing Gang on Chunqiao, he was not a man without ambition. After his mother passed away, he allowed himself to be so indulgent, obviously because of his grievances. reason.

"I won't go back on my word," He Lingshan replied flatly, "If you refuse, I'll wait for you here until you change your mind."

Xingmeng counted on him to support her, but she never expected that he would say a soft word first, and then she gave him a rare glare, her face full of indignation.

He Lingshan let her stare at her without even turning his head, and said to Chunqiao, "Brother, if you really don't want to forgive your adoptive father, why don't you just leave this family and run your own business, which is better than throwing yourself away?" Toss into a useless person. You don't want to think about your own future, don't you even want to think about Qingrong sister?"

He said this cynical advice very sincerely, and it was indeed what he thought in his heart. In He Lingshan's cognition, he was never willing to give up on himself unless it was absolutely necessary.Even if he was pushed into the mud by someone, he would try his best to straighten up and hit that person somersault hard before giving up.

After he finished speaking the last word, Chunqiao's wrist trembled, and the teacup in his palm shattered to the ground with a snap.He stood up abruptly, first pointed at He Lingshan, then put down his hand, and said angrily with a complex expression: "Lingshan, you are really my good brother, this time you really drove me to death!"

He Lingshan thought that he had angered Chunqiao by speaking too harshly, and immediately wanted to apologize to him.Unexpectedly, Chunqiao sighed heavily, and asked him again: "Do you have something to do tomorrow morning?"

After finishing speaking, Chunqiao didn't wait for him to reply, and said directly: "Even if you have something to do, please spare me some time, and I will take you to meet someone."

His outburst of temper was inexplicable, so Xingmeng and He Lingshan didn't know why.On the morning of the second day, Chunqiao really came to the door on time. Instead of calling the family car, he took He Lingshan and stopped two drivers on the road, and immediately reported a place name, as if he was familiar with the road.

The place where Chunqiao was going was originally hidden in an alley. The houses on both sides of the alley were old, and the color of the bricks and tiles was gray and dull, but they were better than clean.He Lingshan followed behind the other party silently, looking back from time to time, afraid that he might not recognize the way out.It's difficult for Chunqiao to find its destination without hindrance. This is simply an excellent hiding place. He Lingshan stayed in Yiling for three years, and he couldn't find this place after wandering all over the streets and alleys.

The two finally came to a closed door, a small nail was embedded in the crack of the brick beside the door, and a house number hung underneath, which read: No. 26.

There is no beginning and no end, I am afraid that the person who wrote this line of words does not know what name should be placed here.

"Ling Shan, from now on, no matter who asks about it, you must not tell about this place." Before knocking on the door, Chunqiao was still not at ease, and told He Lingshan.

Although he didn't know what Chunqiao's plan was, He Lingshan nodded in agreement.

The person who came to open the door was a 50-[-]-year-old mother. When she saw Chunqiao, she greeted him warmly and familiarly: "Master, did you come so early today?" Now she was finally stunned, not knowing how to greet him for a long while.

"It's okay, this is my younger brother." Chunqiao closed the door behind He Lingshan, and asked the old lady, "Is she up yet?"

While they were talking, a woman pushed open the door of the south wing and walked into the courtyard.She was wrapped in a heavy overcoat, her hair was loosely tied, she had a clean and delicate face, and there was still a pillow mark on her right cheek, obviously she had just woken up.

"Why is Lingshan here?" She didn't greet Chunqiao, but greeted He Lingshan first, smiling a little embarrassedly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but you see me looking so sloppy, you won't laugh at me, will you? "