Beijing, Liuxiang, Bai Yifei's residence...
The capital is divided into four districts, the imperial city, the noble district, the merchant district, and the slums. The east of the city is home to all the dignitaries, princes and princes, the west of the city is where all the rich and foreign businessmen live, the south of the city is the palace, and the north of the city is where all the commoners live. People who maintain their homes. Liuxiang is the most dilapidated alley, with broken walls, houses full of cracks, and broken tiles showing a strange embarrassment.
Bai Yifei's home is here, a small house with some medicinal herbs and books in the yard, and a simple set of stone tables and chairs under the pavilion made of straw, with an open book on it. Books, although it has gradually entered autumn, the fallen leaves in the entire yard have been cleaned up, and a row of carefully designed fences surrounds the towering old trees.
The humble house was filled with the smell of medicine, and the constant coughing made people's heart twitch. Bai Yifei sat on the edge of the bed, helped the old woman on the bed, leaned on him, and held a bowl of black He carefully put the medicine in the old lady's mouth, wiped off the spilled concoction with a handkerchief, and put her back on the bed.
"Uncle Niu, when did my mother start doing this?" Standing beside Bai Yifei was the person who pulled him back from the poetry appreciation conference. Uncle Niu, who lived next to him, was brought to take care of him today by Bai Yifei. motherfucker. The reason why he went to the Poetry Appreciation Conference is because his mother's illness has improved a little today. Otherwise, he would definitely not go to the Poetry Appreciation Conference. Now... Looking at the shape on the bed Withered old woman, Bai Yifei's heart was full of guilt. He sighed softly and said, "Oh, it's all me, if it wasn't for me, my mother wouldn't be so tired."
"Yifei, don't blame yourself too much. Your mother is doing this for you. You should hurry up and get a name. Now your mother is sick, alas." Uncle Niu Comforting Bai Yifei, he shook his head and sighed heavily.
"My mother is like this, how can I feel at ease?" Bai Yifei shook his head with a wry smile. Of course, he understood what Uncle Niu said. Mother's illness is burning money. Every day he sells words in the market and earns enough medicinal materials. He has been borrowing from east to west until he can barely collect enough money for medicine, but this is not the way to go. Who in Liuxiang's family has a wealthy family and can keep borrowing money from him
"Tattoo. Shout!!" The voice of the horse's hoof sounded in the silent Liuxiang, Bai Yifei and Uncle Niu looked at each other and read some doubts in each other's eyes.
"Master, this is it." The man's respectful voice entered the ears of Bai Yifei and Uncle Niu. The two looked at each other suspiciously. Uncle Niu patted Bai Yifei on the shoulder, and then went out to check the situation.
Uncle Niu was stunned by the luxurious carriage parked in front of Bai Yifei's yard. As a person like him, I am afraid that he will never get a small ornament on the carriage in his life. The man in Chinese clothes stepped off the carriage with the air of a king, his cold eyes made Uncle Niu fear and awe, and he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.
"Giggle, my lord, I've seen you scared people." The smaller figure of the woman got off the carriage and stood beside the man, forming a beautiful picture. She smiled softly, walked into the yard with lotus steps, and watched Uncle Niu, who was dumbfounded, smiled and said, "Uncle, you don't have to be too afraid, the lord will not kill you."