Envy

He woke up the next day, lying on the bed looking at the silver patterned curtain in a daze for a while.It's a little strange here, it's Meng's house, Meng Tou's house.He got off the bed and put on his clothes. Outside the bead curtain, the sun shines on the table through the window.Birds chirping outside the window.

He had had breakfast with Mrs. Meng Xie Meng in the main hall, so he should have bid farewell and left, but Meng Xie insisted on taking him to visit Meng's house.He declined but followed suit.

Meng's house was in a deep alley, he thought it should be smaller in size, simple and solemn, but he saw elegant pavilions, lake water, and deep vegetation.The further you go, the wider the view becomes.

The static flow flows through the garden.Meng Xi led him along the wide stone slabs on the muddy path, brushing the green bamboo branches and leaves.There is a house with white walls and black tiles in the bamboo forest. An old man with gray hair sits on a bamboo chair and basks in the sun.

Meng Xi called her grandfather, and the old man raised his wrinkled face to look at her, and asked, "Young girl, what are you doing?"

"I'll take the guests to the garden for a walk. The bamboo forest is closer."

The old man showed a puzzled look and let out an "ah".

Meng Xi walked up to the old man, raised her voice and said, "I said I will take people to stroll in the garden!"

The old man was a little deaf, but this time he heard clearly, nodded, and even said "oh" a few times.He squinted his eyes at Yan Zhaohan and said, "Daughter-in-law, are you here too?"

"Grandpa, you are so old again, he is not sister-in-law!"

The old man smirked and said displeasedly: "Girl, you bully me when I'm old, and you like to bully me. This is clearly your sister-in-law. Don't think I'm really stupid."

"Oh, grandpa, my two sister-in-laws have gone out with my brother, and they haven't..." Meng Xi was startled suddenly, looked at Yan Zhaohan, and knocked himself on the head.Her always confused grandfather seems to be right this time, this is indeed her sister-in-law.

The old man beckoned for Yan Zhaohan to come to him, and Yan Zhaohan approached hesitantly.

He looked at Yan Zhaohan for a while, frowned and said, "Oh, why is my granddaughter-in-law so thin?"

"Boy Tou, how do you take care of your wife?" He said, glaring at Meng Xi, then turning back to stare at Yan Zhaohan's waist.

Meng Xi pointed at herself and said innocently: "Grandpa, what did you call me just now?"

"I'm calling you, Meng Tou." The old man asked impatiently, "Just tell me how you take care of your wife. And this stomach, is there any movement..."

Meng Xi's heart skipped a beat, and said, "It's still early, Grandpa."

"It's still early? How old are you? What did your two elder brothers say at the time that they were at ease, and now they are obediently marrying a wife and having a baby, how long will you delay?" The old man was furious, blushing, and then said to Yan Zhaohan Said: "Daughter-in-law grandson, I just saw that your expression is not quite right, come on, you stretch out your hand, grandpa will give you a pulse."

Yan Zhaohan looked at Meng Xi, hesitantly rolled up his sleeves and exposed his wrists.The old man frowned intently and took a pulse for him.Standing beside the old man, Meng Xi pointed to her own brain, then her grandfather, spread her hands, and shook her head helplessly.

After the old man took his pulse, his expression became serious.Yan Zhaohan put his hands down, and when he rolled down his sleeves, he heard him say: "The pulse is too chaotic. Your body has suffered too much damage, and you have been buried with two kinds of poison. No wonder your stomach hasn't moved for so long. You are so weak. It’s like this. It needs to be cured as soon as possible, and it’s too late if it’s too late.”

Yan Zhaohan was startled, how could he know that he was planted with two kinds of Gu.

"How about this, you go grab the tonic medicine, first nourish your body, and then drink one qian of bitter almonds, four qian of licorice, two qian of tangerine peel, two taels of cassia seeds and a small half of Lushan ginseng every day."

Listening to what grandpa said, Meng Xi was a little frightened when she saw Yan Zhaohan's surprised expression.

"I have to drink it every day, and it will last half a month." The old man looked up at him with a serious expression, "Then make a small cut on his arm every day to let the poisonous blood flow out. It will take fifteen days."

Hearing this, Meng Xi shook his head at Yan Zhaohan, signaling him not to listen to grandpa's nonsense.

Yan Zhaohan still listened to it and remembered it in his heart.

He remembered that there was no cure for these two types of Gu.He asked Lingzhi to look through all the ancient books, but he couldn't find a way to relieve Gu.He had already accepted his fate, but he learned of this method by accident.He didn't know how the old man of the Meng family knew it, and he didn't know if it was effective. He had to try it, otherwise he had no other way.

The old man was still pulling on Meng Xi, cursing and complaining, and said: "How can you make your daughter-in-law look like this! I knew you were unreliable, but you are so unreliable. If you bring her to see me later , she will be on Huangquan Road in less than half a year! Tell me how you are a husband!"

Meng Xi was scolded for no reason, and when she came out, her head was still buzzing.She said that people were hanging around at home, and what the third brother owed her would have to be paid back sooner or later.

She sends Yan Zhaohan out of the Meng family, and advises Zhaohan to take care of his health.She said: "Young Master, let's go back to Lizhou with Third Brother to celebrate the New Year next year."

He smiled lightly.When he was about to leave, Mrs. Meng chased him out and handed him the snow-white cloak she was holding.Mrs. Meng said that he was wearing thin clothes and asked him to take it away, and said that it was cold in Lizhou.

He recognized that it was Meng Tou's cloak, took it, thanked him, and walked back to the inn along the alley and the long street.

When he left Lizhou in the carriage, the words of the old man of the Meng family still echoed in his mind: "You have to suffer a little bit. Don't be afraid, you will be fine after this period, and you will be happy in the future."

Lizhou is far away, and the scenery outside the car curtain is gradually getting colder and fading.Yan Zhaohan really realized that he had left Lizhou again, and subconsciously fumbled for the brocade bag at his waist.Seeing him sitting up straight with a restless expression, Lingzhi asked, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhaohan's hand was still on his waist, slowly hanging down.He said, "My jade pendant was lost at Meng's house."

Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, and said, "What should we do? Let's turn around and go back to Meng's house now? There's still time." She was about to lift the curtain of the car as she spoke, and ordered her attendants to stop the carriage and turn back to Lizhou.

"No need." Yan Zhaohan said, "Leave it to him."

Lingzhi was still wondering who "he" was, and then suddenly realized.

Last night before going to bed, Yan Zhaohan took off the brocade bag from his waist and put it beside his pillow.When I woke up this morning, I forgot to put the brocade bag back on my waist.

The brocade bag was given to him by Meng Tou on New Year's Eve that year, and it contained some lucky money.He was not willing to lose it, and kept it with him all these years.Later, he put the jade pendant inside.The jade pendant was passed down from his natal family, and his mother left it for him to give to his future wife.

Even if he is lucky enough to live for another few decades, he will never have a wife again.