Chapter 112 Who Is Crying?

The loquat tree in the yard began to wither and turn yellow, and its golden leaves fell to the ground.

With the support of Le Yan and Tian Fang, Ming Yuejiao stepped on the withered and yellow leaves on the ground, making a crackling sound.

Niu Yulun arranged the salute, looked at Ming Yuejiao who was walking slowly, and asked with a slight frown.

"Jiaojiao, why do you wear so little?"

After speaking, he quickly took a cloak from the car and put it on Ming Yuejiao.

"I'm wearing too much, I can't breathe, and it's not very convenient to move around." Ming Yuejiao said a little impatiently.

"Hey, you're feeling better now, you can't stand the cold, if you get sick, you'll have to take medicine again, and you haven't stopped taking the medicine for long!"

Ming Yuejiao recalled the unbearable bitterness, and obediently gathered up her clothes.

After getting into the carriage, Tian Fang glanced at the back of her father-in-law sitting on the carriage frame, her eyes were full of envy.

She smiled softly, "Mother, Dad treats you so well!"

Mingyue Jiao asked in a daze, "Is your father treating me well?"

"It's natural. I've never seen such a considerate person like Dad. Dad will remember almost everything about Mother, big and small, and see Mother more than anything else."

"Really?" Ming Yuejiao's heart moved slightly, and she lifted the curtain of the car to glance at Niu Yulun.

Niu Yulun, who was driving the car, seemed to have sensed something. When he turned around, he saw Ming Yuejiao opened the curtains and looked at him.

She obviously looked like an old lady in her dying years, but there was a bit of ignorance in her eyes that only a girl could have.

Niu Yulun looked at Ming Yuejiao who poked her head out slightly, and subconsciously showed a gentle and affectionate smile, with a smile of joy on her brows and eyes.

For some reason, Ming Yuejiao felt even more unnatural when she saw the smile on Niu Yulun's face.

A little flustered, he lowered the car curtain, nodded solemnly to Tian Fang and said.

"Well, your father is indeed a very careful person."

"Besides, grandfather is still a very charming person!" Le Yan said aloud.

"What kind of charm?" Ming Yuejiao asked with some confusion.

Le Yan smiled helplessly, "I think it's because grandpa protects grandma too well. Grandma, you probably don't even know that grandpa is very popular."

"How popular?" Ming Yuejiao asked curiously.

Before Le Yan could answer, Tian Fang reprimanded her.

"Leyan, you, a scholar, can talk so much every day."

Le Yan, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, quickly stopped talking and said guiltily.

"Mom's reprimand was justified."

Then he took out a book from behind and said calmly.

"The spring is coming, I feel that my knowledge is still a little weak, I have to hurry up and read more books!"

"Mom, you got up early today, and your energy seems a little bad. Do you want to take a nap for a while?" Tian Fang asked softly.

Since Tian Fang and Le Yan were unwilling to continue the topic just now, Ming Yuejiao did not force it.

Following Tian Fang's words, "I feel a little tired, let's squint for a while!"

After closing her eyes, Ming Yuejiao asked Dudu.

"Is Niu Yulun very popular?"

"Of course. Although Niu Yulun is old, he has a great temperament, mature and handsome appearance. I don't know how many little girls and ladies out there are secretly attracted to him!"

"Is it that exaggerated?" Ming Yuejiao asked doubtfully.

"Of course there are, and those little girls and big ladies know that Niu Yulun is wholeheartedly guarding the old and ugly old wife at home. They feel so sorry that they almost broke their hearts."

Ming Yuejiao's face turned dark when she heard others say that she was an old and ugly old wife.

Dudu seized the opportunity to sell.

"Host, would you like a rejuvenation pill?"

Ming Yuejiao was shaken for a moment, gritted her teeth and said.

"No, the task is more than half done now, I think I can still hold out."

"Okay!" Dudu said with a little regret.

Huafeng Temple, located on a hill outside the city, is also as usual at this moment, full of incense.

Niu Qingli was wearing a blue-black monk's robe, three thousand traces of troubles had already been wiped away, and he was twirling Buddhist beads in his hand.

Standing in front of the mountain gate, put your palms together in the distance, and slowly perform a Buddha ceremony!
He said without sadness or joy, "Amitabha!"

The more she went to the capital, the colder the weather became. Ming Yuejiao always overestimated her physical fitness, and fell ill just halfway.

In order to take into account Ming Yuejiao's body, she had to suspend her trip and stop in Jijiang City.

Originally, she planned to wait for Ming Yuejiao to recover from her illness before continuing on her way.

It's just that I didn't expect that this time the disease would come in such a turbulent way, it was more serious than any other time.

The illness came like a mountain, and Ming Yuejiao was lying on the bed with fever.

The doctor checked Ming Yuejiao's pulse, sighed and shook his head.

"This old lady's body is in serious depletion. Even if she survives this serious illness, I'm afraid her body will not be as good as before."

Niu Yulun's fingertips hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly, but he asked as usual on his face.

"Is there any way to treat it?"

"Well, the only way now is to take good care of it after recovering from the illness, and it will last a day." The doctor said with a sigh.

After prescribing the prescription, Niu Yulun politely sent the doctor out.

Tian Fang sat on the edge of the bed, wiping away tears with a handkerchief, sobbing softly.

Le Yan also stood by the hospital bed with a sad look on his face!
Niu Yulun, who saw this scene when he returned to the room after seeing the doctor off, felt a little glaring, and asked angrily.

"Why are you making such a gesture now? Jiaojiao is still lying on the bed, why are you crying like this?"

"It's my daughter-in-law's fault." Tian Fang quickly wiped the tears off her face with a handkerchief.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to cook some porridge. If my mother wakes up and feels hungry, I can still eat two bites in time."

"En! Go!" Niu Yulun nodded, and said, brushing Mingyue's delicate silver hair with his hands.

"Grandfather, I..." Before Le Yan could speak, Niu Yulun interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"You don't need to worry about it here, you go back to your room and study hard, your grandmother's only thing is that you can be admitted to the first prize, don't disappoint your grandmother's heart!"

"Yes, grandfather!" Le Yan looked back at his grandfather before leaving the room.

Suddenly, I felt that the image in my mind, the grandfather who had always been as tall as a mountain, seemed to start to grow old in an instant.

Even his back, which had always been straight, gradually became bent.

Late at night, while Ming Yuejiao was half asleep and half awake, she faintly heard a low cry coming from the bedside. The hand outside was also tightly wrapped by a pair of warm hands.

Hot tears dripped on the back of her hand, and the burning skin was slightly painful.

A trace of confusion flashed through her burnt brain, who was crying on her bedside?
Why... crying so desperately!

(End of this chapter)

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