"Nannan, your dim sum is so delicious, I've never seen this kind of it before!"

"This is what the little owner usually brings, I can't eat it alone, there are a lot left, you will come often in the future, help me share a little, otherwise it will be a pity to spoil it for a long time."

"How can such a delicious thing be spoiled! We'll come over to help you eat it in the future! ”

"That's it!"

"Uh-huh!"

There are also children eating, and their attention is gradually attracted by the confiscated paper on the table, "Nan, did you write these words?" It's so beautifully written! ”

"I didn't write it, it was Brother Ah Xiu who wrote it, he knows a lot!"

"Wow! It's amazing! ”

"Ah, Brother Ashu...... Can you teach us how to write? ”

"Teach me." Chat to death.

Liu Yusheng sneered, "Brother Ah Xiu doesn't like to talk, I am his apprentice, I will teach you if you want to learn." ”

"Nan Nan and Brother Ah Xiu can write, what about the little owner, will they too?"

Qian Wanjin grinned, "Needless to say, in addition to literacy, I can also count and read the account book, how about it, do you want to learn from me too?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

"No problem, I'll teach you when I have time!"

Now that life in Xinghua Village is good, with money in hand, every family has sent their children to private schools to study, leaving a group of four, five or six-year-old radish heads, catching chickens and dogs all day long. With them, they will become the king of children, and Qian Wanjin is very interested in this.

One of the two old men in the hall was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and the other was sitting at the door with the soles of his shoes, listening to the excitement in the courtyard, and sometimes showing a smile that he couldn't help laughing.

Where there are children, there is always childlike fun and joy.

"Sister Nannan, we are going to go to the field tomorrow to catch loaches, will you go with us? It's spring sowing, and those loaches have been raised for a winter to be fattened! ”

"Okay, tomorrow you come and call me, and I will go with Brother Axiu!"

"I'll go too, there's not much going on in the restaurant lately, I'll stay in the village for a few days before leaving."

The children cheered, it turned out that Nan Nan was very close, and Brother Axiu, that face didn't seem so terrible if he saw too much, even the little proprietor who was so rich was very friendly to them, and there was no arrogance at all as the adults said.

In the cheers, there was a faint cry outside the courtyard of the Liu family, sharp and poignant, getting closer and closer.

Liu Yusheng frowned, stood up and ran out.

When the children saw it, they also hula and followed.

Without the noise to cover up, the crying became clear.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a woman running like crazy in front of a small clay figure with a small clay figure in her arms, and a group of people chasing after her.

The little clay figurine's hanging hands swayed weakly with the adult's running movements, as if they had lost the breath of life.

Seeing Liu Yusheng and others standing at the gate of the courtyard, the woman's red eyes burst out of light, and she knelt on the ground when she pounced, and said madly, "Little proprietor, little proprietor, you have a carriage, take me to the town to find a doctor, please, save my family bolt, please!" ”

"Osmanthus! The plug is dead! The man who caught up was dead, and his voice was full of despair, "Come back with me, let's bury the bolt well, don't embarrass the owner......"

The woman shook off the man's pull and glared at him and screamed, "Not dead! The plug is not dead! As long as you go to the town to find a doctor, the doctor can save and save! He's not dead! ”

Liu Yusheng has already recognized the person.

It is Aunt Osmanthus and his wife, the little clay figure in her arms, they are old, born four years ago, and the nickname is Bolt.

A very cute little boy.

Now silently with his eyes closed, his chest undulating at all, and he has no breath.

In the courtyard, Mrs. Liu and Liu Daliu, who were taking a nap, heard the news and were shocked to see the scene in front of them.

"What's going on, osmanthus, what's wrong with the plug?" Old woman Liu asked in a trembling voice.

A villager who chased Aunt Osmanthus over said the reason, "Ploughing the field today, Osmanthus brought the child with me, and when the people were busy, one didn't pay attention to it, and I don't know when the child drowned in the ditch, and when I found it, it was almost out of breath, and now I ......."

The rest of the words can't go on. Halfway to the rescue, the child was completely out of breath.

Old woman Liu and the others turned pale and couldn't say anything.

They empathize with the pain of losing a child, and when she disappeared, the family almost went crazy.

"Rhubarb, shunting head, take Aunt Osmanthus to the town medical center." Qian Wanjin twisted his eyebrows and ordered.

knew that the child was hopeless, but he couldn't open his mouth to refuse, to shatter a mother's last hope.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Liujiayuan, and Rhubarb was instructed to immediately pull up the reins and prepare to turn around.

"Thank you, little owner, you don't have to go." In the end, it was the osmanthus man who spoke, slowly squatted down, and pressed the osmanthus hand to the little boy's chest, the man's facial muscles trembled violently, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his throat...... Nope. ”

Under the palm of the hand, there is no heartbeat.

Aunt Osmanthus's kneeling body was paralyzed, and she suddenly became quiet, not heartbreaking, and no more vocal.

It's so quiet that you want to cry.

The crowd fell silent.

"Auntie, put the bolt flat." At this time, a small child's voice sounded, different from the voices of the people around him with strong emotions, calm and firm, inexplicably with a soothing power.

Only then did people find out that they didn't know when, Liu Yusheng walked to the osmanthus side, one hand was attached to the neck of the bolt, and the other hand was into the bolt's clothes, not knowing what he was doing.

Aunt Osmanthus looked at Liu Yusheng in a daze, as if she couldn't react, or the man seemed to have been stung by something, quickly took the child out and squared it on the ground, staring at Liu Yusheng, "......?" ”

His voice choked as if it was blocked, and a tiny light jumped from the depths of his eyes.

"Grandma, help me bring the little wooden box under the cabinet in the hall."

"Dad, help me get a basin of water."

Without saying much nonsense, Liu Yusheng commanded while untying the dirty sludge coat on the bolt, his face was calm, and his mouth was pursed.

Mrs. Liu and Liu Dafei quickly went back to the house to bring the things she wanted and put them next to her, without asking a word in the middle.

No hesitation, no blocking, no questioning.

The space was very quiet.

Everyone almost subconsciously held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make a little noise to disturb the girl, only staring at her every move with their eyes firmly fixed on her every move, and their heartbeats were violent.

The plug was no longer breathing, but Liu Yusheng had probed it with his hand just now, and his heart was still warm.

It shows that it doesn't take long to really cut off the breath.

People are not dead yet, she wants to gamble!

Take out a set of silver needles from the small wooden box and quickly pierce several key points on the little boy's body, blocking the heart and keeping the vitality that is about to disperse.

The small wooden box is a simple medicine box that she usually keeps at home, which contains a lot of emergency medicines and medical gadgets.

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