"Miss, who is that old man? I've never seen it before." After hearing Ruyi's words and closing the courtyard door, the little maid came back and asked suspiciously.
After seeing him, my uncle went back to the room without saying a word, looking a little sullen, which immediately made the little maid's impression of the old man bad.
Ruyi rubbed her head and said, "Young master is thinking about something very important, don't bother him."
"Oh..." Xiaohuan responded in a low voice, quietly walked outside the door, glanced inside, then walked lightly to the kitchen, it was getting late, it was time to make dinner.
Li Yi lay on the bed, staring blankly at the roof again, the difference is that this time he didn't think about anything in his head, and was in a state of emptiness.
Looking at it, the eyelids are a little heavy...
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The north wind whimpered, and the whole world was a vast expanse of whiteness.
"Father, why do Li Dong and Li Bei all have grandpas, where is my grandpa?" The boy in thin clothes stood in the yard under heavy snow and said loudly.
Snow fell on his head and shoulders, his lips turned purple from the cold, but the resolute expression on his face did not change at all.
"You don't have a grandfather." After a long time, a hoarse voice came from the room with flickering candles.
"Why?" The boy shivered, but his voice became louder.
"If you say no, it means no, don't ask again in the future!" The voice in the room became severe.
The young man bit his lip, his body began to tremble slightly, he stubbornly looked at the candlelight in the room, but refused to take a step.
The snow was even heavier, and the wind was blowing on his face like a knife. The boy's legs had already lost feeling. At a certain moment, his body swayed and fell on the snow.
At the same time, the door was pushed open abruptly, and an anxious man ran out of the room, picked up the boy on the snow, and hissed: "Yi'er, Yi'er..."
The boy was unconscious and his forehead was hot.
The man entered the house with the boy in his arms, and quickly rushed out again. He wrapped the boy in a quilt, put it on his back, pushed open the courtyard door, and disappeared into the snowstorm against the cold wind.
"Doctor, my child is sick, please open the door!"
"Doctor, please!"
"Doctor, please save my child!"
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On the night of the New Year's Eve, the pharmacies were closed and the medical clinics were closed. The man knocked on several medical clinics with his child on his back, but no one answered.
Finally, just when he was about to despair, the door of the last hospital opened slowly. The white-haired old doctor glanced at him, sighed, and said, "Come in."
When the boy woke up from a coma, he saw a man with bloodshot eyes and a messy bun standing in front of the bed.
"Father, I'm sorry, the child should be obedient." The boy said in a weak voice.
"It's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's all father's fault." The man held the boy's hand with tears in his eyes.
"Father, I miss my mother."
The man turned his head away, unwilling to let the teenager see the tears on his face.
The boy suddenly smiled, shook his hand firmly, and said, "Father, I won't ask that question in the future."
The man finally couldn't help crying.
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Li Yi suddenly sat up from the bed, only feeling that his heart was very blocked. When a white handkerchief was stretched out, he realized that his face was full of tears at some point.
Ruyi held one of his hands and wiped away his tears with the other. Li Yi looked at the sky outside and asked, "What time is it?"
"It's almost midnight." Ruyi looked at him and asked, "Did Xianggong have a nightmare?"
"Zi Shi..." Li Yi didn't expect that he would sleep for such a long time. Although the scenes that appeared in his dream just now were trivial, they were extremely real, as if he had experienced them himself.
Perhaps, "he" really experienced it himself.
Suddenly there was a strange noise in the room, Li Yi rubbed his stomach, Ruyi smiled, and said, "I didn't wake up my husband when I was eating in the afternoon, so I'm going to heat up the food."
Seeing Ruyi walk out of the room, Li Yi got out of bed, took a basin of ice water, and wiped it on his face a few times indiscriminately. After being stimulated by the ice water, he immediately became more awake.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, just now, he seemed to have experienced another life, everything in the dream was so clear, and after a short thought, those pictures would appear in his mind again.
"It's you." Li Yi murmured to the empty room, but there was an eerie silence in the room, and no one answered.
The food should have been hot in the pot very early, and Ruyi came in again after going out for a while, holding a steaming tray in her hand, and said: "It's late, I can't eat too much, Mr. Have some porridge."
The rice was plain porridge, and the dishes were homemade pickles. Li Yi picked up the bowl and ate it with relish. He just felt that tonight's porridge with pickles was better than all the delicacies he had eaten before.
The pickles are also pickled with a unique secret recipe, but the secret recipe is not found from the library. When I was a child, I ran around with my friends all over the mountains and plains after lunch in the afternoon. I had a lot of exercise. When I came home at night, I would become hungry again.
At this time, grandma will cook some simple white porridge with home-made pickles. When the rice is ready, the kang head will be almost burned. After eating quickly, I get into the warm bed.
I haven't eaten all day, so a bowl of white porridge is naturally not enough. At this time, I can't care about the rule of not eating too much at night, so I took another bowl by myself and quickly saw the bottom of the bowl.
"Xianggong can't eat anymore." When Li Yi stretched out his hand again, Ruyi stopped him in time.
Although he felt that he could have another bowl, but Ruyi refused to let him go, so Li Yi had no choice but to give up.
Ruyi put the bowls and chopsticks back, and when she walked back again, Li Yi suddenly asked, "Tell me, what should I do?"
Ruyi came over, smiled, and said, "Didn't Mr. Xiang already have the answer in his heart?"
Li Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, raised his palm and looked at it, and said: "Forget it, after receiving such a great favor from you, I should help you dispel your obsessions for so many years. After this time, you You should go with peace of mind."
"What are you talking about?" Ruyi looked at him suspiciously.
Li Yi smiled, patted her hand and said: "It's nothing, it's nothing, go to bed quickly, women will become ugly if they stay up late..."
When she walked to the bedside, she saw Ruyi still standing there, biting her lip, with a hesitant expression on her face.
Now it's Li Yi's turn to be confused. It's her who should be struggling. What is she hesitating about
"What's the matter?" He walked over and looked at her and asked.
"Sanggong." Ruyi suddenly raised her head and looked at him.
Li Yi looked into her eyes, waiting for her next words.
"Let's consummate the house." The hesitation in her eyes quickly disappeared, and turned into firmness.
Ruyi's voice came clearly, and Li Yi's mind seemed to have a flash of lightning, illuminating the whole world.
At this moment, what is the Li family, what is noble, what is the young master, what is going to the capital...
To hell with everything!