The general is easy to bully

When crossing Naihe Bridge, Po Meng handed him a bowl of Po Meng soup.

Lu Yanhan asked: "Can you see a child? His name is Wen Jue, and he is very beautiful."

Meng Po: "He drank Meng Po's soup and devoted himself to being a human being."

Lu Yanhan looked down at the bowl in his hand, suddenly smiled, and threw it into the Wangchuan River beside him.

Meng Po: "Let's forget about the past."

Lu Yanhan smiled lightly: "How can I forget."

He raised his foot and crossed the Naihe Bridge, and Granny Meng's hoarse and distant voice sounded behind him: "He said that his life was too hard, and in the next life he must join a clean and good family. Mole, wait for someone who is destined to find him."

……

Great Chu 33 years.

Gusu.

On the Dragon Boat Festival, there is always a dragon boat race on the West Lake.

A young man in fiery red costume ran out of Fu's mansion in a hurry.

The young man has a fair complexion, clear features, curved eyebrows, and a red mole at the end of his eyes, which is bright and moving.

"Mother! I'm leaving!"

A beautiful woman came out with a cloak at the door, smiling kindly, "Yi'er, what's the rush."

The boy named Fu Yi reluctantly ran back to his mother, took the cloak and put it on, impatiently: "I'm going to the dragon boat race too, it's too late. Mother, do you want to go see it?"

"It's so noisy, mother doesn't want to go, it's so noisy that I get a headache."

The woman stretched out her hand to fasten the tie of the cloak for her son: "Come back after rowing the dragon boat. You are not allowed to play outside. Mother made rice dumplings for you to eat at night."

"Got it! Mother, I'm leaving!"

Like a sparrow born in spring, the young man rushed out of the house lively.

"Chun'er, look at the young master, don't tell him to mess around outside."

The servant named Chun'er responded, and quickly followed his young master.

The Fu family runs a rice business in Gusu, and they are well-known and prominent families in Gusu.

According to the training of the family support group, men are not allowed to take concubines, and they are not allowed to go whoring outside. In addition, the current head of the house is weak, so there are few people.

In the generation of the Fu family, only Fu Yi, the single seedling, was handed down, so it was held in the hands of the whole clan and loved by thousands of people.

Fujia is kind and honest, and every year he opens a warehouse to help the poor people. Zaigu has a good reputation, and even all the people in Gusu like this bright young man.

Fu Yi had just arrived at the West Lake when he was dragged to the side of the competition stage.

"Fu Yi, you've come! We all thought you'd run away!"

Fu Yi snorted and laughed, "This young master hasn't won the first place yet, how could he run away."

He smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were very coquettish.

It has the charm of Gusu beauties and a bit of youthful heroism, especially the ocher red moles at the end of the eyes, like the red snow falling on the white snow in winter, which makes people unforgettable at a glance.

"I heard that today's winner is drinking with Miss Qingqing! Fu Yi, I won't let you go today."

Miss Qingqing is a well-known singer in the capital, and it's hard for her to see each other even if she has a lot of money.

Fu Yi: "You also have to have that ability.

"Fu Yi, you are too unkind. Didn't your father not let you enter the Hualou?"

Fu Yi shrugged: "Just because I won doesn't mean I have to go."

A group of kids got on the tall dragon boat lively.

Hello sounded.Dozens of dragon boats are like arrows leaving the string, rushing towards the finish line amidst the loud noise——

Fu Yi took the lead, and the friend who was yelling at him chased after him. Seeing that Fu Yi was about to break through the finish line, that person slammed into Fu Yi with his dragon boat.

Fu Yi fell off the dragon boat in an instant, and was submerged in the water with a "plop".

It's a bit chilly in May.

Fu Yi couldn't swim, so he choked on several saliva,

When his consciousness was blurred, he was suddenly pulled out of the water with one hand, and with a little effort, he carried him and flew back to the small two-story building built by the lake.

Fu Yi's face was pale, shivering from the cold.

The man was a little older than him, dressed in green clothes, with gentle brows and eyes like a spring breeze.

Fu Yi's chest was heavy, and he was panting heavily in pain.

He took a cup of hot tea, stuffed it into Fu Yi's hand, and then reached out to pat him on the back, "Don't be afraid, it'll be comfortable to spit out the water."

Fu Yi coughed several times, and finally spit out the stuffy mouthful of water.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, took off his blue cloak and put it on for Fu Yi.

Fu Yi shrank his body like a kitten, buried his head under the cloak, held the cup of hot tea, and said in a trembling voice, "You... who are you?"

The man was slightly startled, and smiled: "Your savior."

Fu Yi blinked and lowered his head, "Oh, thank you then, you and I will go home later, and I'll ask someone to give you the money."

The man smiled: "Do you think I look like someone short of money?"

Fu Yizai sized him up carefully.

The man was wearing a simple Tsing Yi, but the material was really high-quality Suzhou embroidery, and the jade pendant on his waist alone was already worth a lot.

Seeing Fu Yi staring at his jade pendant, the man stretched out his hand to untie it, and handed it to Fu Yi: "Send it to you, okay?"

Fu Yi stretched out his hand to take it, muttering: "I can't, I can't..."

"It's okay, take it, just treat it as a small meeting gift for us to meet today."

Fu Yi: "Then what's your name?"

"Lu Yanhan"

Fu Yi sneezed: "The name sounds nice... like a cultural person."

Lu Yanhan: "My family runs a medicine hall. It's just in the east of the city, Fu Yi, you can come to me later."

Fu Yi: "How do you know my name? I didn't tell you."

"I..." Lu Yanhan chuckled, "I always knew."

He sent Fu Yi back home, seeing Fu Yi enter the mansion surrounded by servants and maids, he was slightly relieved.

Then the corner of his lips couldn't help evoking a gratified smile.

Fu Yi is 16 years younger than him.

No one knew that he had been waiting for Fu Yi for 16 years.

Thirty years ago, when he crossed the Naihe Bridge, he didn't drink Mengpo soup, and followed Wen Jue's reincarnation to Gusu.

He grew up with Wen Jue, and watched Wen Jue grow from a baby with the same breasts as him to a vigorous young man. With enthusiasm, excitement, and extreme caution, he waited for Wen Jue to come. feel the death.

He told himself, it doesn't matter, he can continue to wait.

He bid farewell to his parents and opened a pharmacy in Gusu, and he also went there on the day when the young master of his family was full moon.

The soft baby in his arms was a new hope that sprouted from his long life.

He hung the safety lock he made with his own hands around Fu Yi's neck.

He wishes him well.

After sixteen cycles of reincarnation in winter, spring, autumn and summer, he finally found Fu Yi.

He follows Fu Yi every day, watching him toddler, babbling, watching him become more and more dazzling, he smiles very beautifully, just like Wen Jue back then.

Lu Yanhan was ecstatic, his restlessness and clumsiness were like seeds buried in spring, and he couldn't help but break out of the ground.

He wants to have him.

……

Also from that day on, Fu Yi often went to Lu Yanhan's pharmacy.

When Lu Yanhan checked the patient's pulse, Fu Yi obediently squatted aside and fiddled with Lu Yanhan's herbs.

When Lu Yanhan sent the patient away, Fu Yi had already fallen asleep lying on the pile of medicinal herbs exuding the scent of medicine.

Lu Yanhan walked over and gently hugged him.

Fu Yi opened his eyes in a daze: "Brother Yanhan, don't disturb me."

Lu Yanhan's memory was instantly pulled back to a long, long time ago.

At that time they were still in Medicine King Valley.

There was no betrayal, no jealousy, and no hatred.

Wen Jue often slept in the room where he made medicine, like a kitten, dozing off in the intoxicating afternoon sun.

When he woke up Wen Jue, he said the same thing, "Brother Yanhan, don't disturb me."

Lu Yanhan's eye sockets were instantly wet.

"You remember that, don't you?"

Fu Yi was breathing heavily, and had already fallen asleep.

Lu Yanhan bowed his head and kissed the corner of his lips: "Sleep well, little lazy cat."

……

Fu's family likes Lu Yanhan as a doctor, and Fu Yi is even more obsessed with Lu Yanhan.

On a rainy day in Suzhou, Fu Yi suddenly developed a high fever.

Lu Yanhan was so worried that the nightmare from 17 years ago seemed to reappear, which frightened him.

He hugged Fu Yi who was hot all over, panicked like never before.

Fortunately, the next morning, Fu Yi's fever subsided.

Lu Yanhan cooked porridge with his own hands and fed it to him. Fu Yi's ears were red, and he stared at Lu Yanhan: "Brother Yanhan, shall we be together?"

The bowl in Lu Yanhan's frightened hand fell directly to the ground.

Fu Yi: "Don't you like me?"

Lu Yanhan turned his face away and clenched his hands tightly.

Like it, why doesn't he like it.

Otherwise, why wait so many years.

However, he was afraid.

16 years ago, Wen Jue's reincarnation was because he took his family back to keep him together, and died soon after.

If he will always be an elder brother, watching him get married and have children, will he be able to fulfill his life of peace and joy.

But he...

How willing.

Seeing Lu Yanhan's pale face, Fu Yi seemed to understand.

He nodded and smiled: "Brother Yanhan, I understand. You don't have to force yourself."

In the autumn of this year, Fuyi changed.

After a year, the child seemed to have grown up a lot, and he didn't like to go to Lu Yanhan's pharmacy anymore.

Lu Yanhan waited at the door all day long, but he couldn't see that familiar figure.

He went to Fu's house several times to look for Fu Yi, but was told that Fu Yi was not there.

Lu Yanhan's heart was empty.

Also, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy mustered up the courage to confess to an older man, but was rejected. Whoever it was, he would never come again.

At the end of autumn this year.

Suddenly there was a rumor in Gusu.

It is said that the young master Fujia is engaged to a famous talented girl in Gusu, the eldest lady of the Zhang family, and will get married soon.

It is said that there are noses and eyes.

Hearing the news, Lu Yanhan directly broke the medicine jar, his face pale.

The kind of flowers that had been guarded for many years and finally bloomed, and the anger and discomfort that were about to be picked by others overnight overwhelmed him.

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and the next morning, with a haggard face, he went to knock on the door of Fu's house.

"Fuyi! Come out for me!"