It was still cold on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the deeper the night, the colder it became.

For the sake of the two children, the crowd did not go around much, and when the street was almost the most lively, they squeezed out of the crowd.

Yang Yanwen was holding the child, and Jiang Qingming was carrying the moon rabbit lantern that Yang Yanwen guessed the riddle for her to win.

It's obviously the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, how can there be a moon rabbit lantern.

Anachronistic.

But this pink moon rabbit lantern is really beautiful.

Jiang Qinglime likes it very much, thinking that when she leaves tomorrow, she must take it with her.

sent Wu Jiaojiao home first, Yang Yanwen's family of three stayed at Zhao's house, and Anqiao followed Yang Yanwu back to Li's house and squeezed into a bed with him for one night.

Fucheng, Wang's family.

"Old lady, you better rest early. The master's illness won't be cured for a while, so don't worry about it. The doctors all said to let you rest more. If you keep doing this, if you collapse again, then there will be no one on our side who can stand. ”

Coming back from Nanhai Zen Temple today, Mrs. Shen slept for a while.

Before I slept until dinner, I had a supper, and I wanted to go back to sleep. But who knew that the old man's illness had recurred. The old man is the son of the old lady, and the old lady feels sorry for her son, so she is naturally in a hurry.

It's the middle of the night now, and Xiyue sees that Old Madam Shen is still not resting, but she is in a hurry.

"It doesn't matter if I'm broken, it doesn't matter as long as Mang'er's illness can be cured."

Mang'er, Wang Mang, the head of the Wang family.

A month ago, he suddenly fell ill and couldn't afford to get sick.

It is said that Wang Mang is also in his forties this year, and Mrs. Shen is still reckless, which really hurts her son to the bone.

"By the way, how is the situation in the second room today?"

The Wang family has a big business, don't look at the real power is their big house, but the second room is still eyeing it.

Of course, there are more than two rooms.

But the second room is the strongest.

But when it came to the second room, Old Madam Shen thought of his dead old guy and gritted her teeth. Obviously, she is a big house, and it stands to reason that the family property should be inherited by the big house, but the old guy is eccentric, and before he died, he handed over a lot of property to the second house to take care of.

The people in the second room can also be regarded as competitive, seize the opportunity to develop their own strength, and when the old guy dies, they turn their heads to suppress the second room, only to find that the second room is no longer moving.

Now that her son is terminally ill, I'm afraid the happiest one is the second room.

"This slave doesn't know."

She is a subordinate, where would she know so much.

"That's it, that's it, you go down and rest, and leave me alone."

Since she didn't know, Old Madam Shen didn't ask any more, and waved her hand to let her go down first. Hearing this, Xiyue didn't dare to leave, but helped her to lie down on the bed.

As soon as she lay down, who knew that Old Madam Shen suddenly asked, "By the way, I heard you say that it was a little woman who treated me today?" ”

"yes."

Xiyue didn't know why the old lady asked this, so she was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Old Madam Shen was silent for a while, "In that case, you can send someone to inquire about the little woman." At a young age, her medical skills are good, maybe her master is a master. Although we have invited many famous doctors in the past month, there are always some famous doctors who like to hide their names. ”

"Okay, I'll tell you about it tomorrow."

One more person and one more hope, Xiyue understands this truth.