The home of the heart of Langya Bang

The sun is setting on the western mountains, and Meiling is close at hand.

After the snow, it cleared up at the beginning of the day, and the sunset glow like fire dyed half of the sky red.

Meng Zhi ordered people to set up camp on the spot, while Mei Changsu walked on the snow, looking at Meiling in the distance, he couldn't help letting out a soft sigh. 14 years ago, there is no trace of the raging fire in Merlin today; the smoke of the battlefield is even gone.Back then, he was just a 17-year-old young commander, who used to be so high-spirited, so free and easy and proud!White-robed silver guns roaring back and forth, who else is the most dazzling young man in Jinling City?Thinking of this, Mei Changsu couldn't help but lowered his head and let out a wry smile.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Chen waved the folding fan that is always prepared for the four seasons, came to Mei Changsu's side, and said loudly, "Don't worry."

Mei Changsu looked sideways at Lin Chen when he heard the words, and then smiled back, "With you here, why am I not at ease?"

"Haha, that's right! You are obedient and take your medicine on time. My father, Dr. Xun, Old Man Yan, and I, with our four great doctors, will guarantee that you will live for at least three months!" Lin Chen said Still joking, he turned around but refused to look at Mei Changsu again.

"Cough cough, cough cough..." A gust of cold wind blew by, and Lin Chen coughed a few times against the wind.

Mei Changsu's heart tightened, "Lin Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"Me? Am I okay?" Lin Chen replied lazily.

"Then what about you?"

"Hey, it's just a breath of air." Lin Chen explained indifferently.

"Are you sick? It's the first time I've heard of it."

"What's the matter? I said, Master Mei, that you are allowed to linger on the sick bed at every turn, so why don't you let me get a cold once in a while? How can there be such unreasonable people in this world?" Before he finished speaking, Lin Chen suddenly trembled all over, and his lips turned pale. Turning blue and pale, before Mei Changsu could react, Lin Chen had already rushed towards Old Pavilion Master Lin's tent, "Father, bring me a bowl of ginger soup..."

When Mei Changsu followed into the tent, Old Pavilion Master Lin rushed forward to meet him and stopped him with his hand: "Changsu, Chen'er is a little bit cold, but it's not too serious, you should go back and rest first, keep your spirits up, and look forward to tomorrow." It remains to be seen how the Ten Jue Formation will be broken."

"Uncle Lin, Lin Chen..." Mei Changsu couldn't hide the worry in his heart and wanted to clarify, but was interrupted by the old Pavilion Master Lin.

"Changsu, don't you feel relieved with me here? A little cold, I promise he will recover tomorrow." He made a gesture of invitation and led Mei Changsu out of the tent.

"Then, Uncle Lin, I'll bring Lin Chen a bowl of ginger soup later." Mei Changsu's pleading expression made it impossible to refuse.

"Hey! You child, well, then I will trouble you." Old Pavilion Master Lin nodded and turned to pay.

"Lin Chen, are you really just suffering from a cold?" The cloud of suspicion that had been dispelled resurfaced in Mei Changsu's mind again.

"Brother Su!" Fei Liu had arrived at Mei Changsu's side at some point.

"Fei Liu, come on, brother Su will teach you how to make a bowl of soup?"

"soup?"

"That's right, it's ginger soup, which Fei Liu drank."

"Fei Liu is not sick." Hearing Jiang Tang, Fei Liu immediately thought of Aunt Ji, and thought of the bowl of soup that Aunt Ji brought him when he fell ill like Brother Su. It's hard to drink. "Fei Liu doesn't drink."

"Haha, it's not for Fei Liu, it's for brother Lin Chen."

"He? Ill?" Fei Liu flashed a pair of big eyes full of doubts, desperately searching for the appearance of Lin Chen's illness in his memory, until he couldn't help clenching his teeth when he thought of it.

"Fei Liu, Brother Lin Chen is also a human being, and everyone will get sick." Mei Changsu comforted the boy softly.

"Oh."

"Then, would we Feiliu make a bowl of ginger soup for brother Lin Chen, so that brother Lin Chen can get well soon?"

"Oh." Although Fei Liu didn't expect that the big brother who often teased him would be sick, but in Fei Liu's small heart, he still hoped that Lin Chen's brother would get well soon, just like when he was sick, After drinking a large bowl of spicy ginger soup, being watched by Brother Su, he covered himself with the quilt and sweated all over, and he was fine the next day.

Making a bowl of ginger soup may be an extremely simple task for ordinary children, but simply cutting ginger slices almost caused Xiao Feiliu to collapse completely.He didn't understand that if the knife in his hand was used to kill people, he could guarantee that it would be true, and the knife would see blood, but when it was used to cut ginger, he couldn't cut it well, as if his hand was not in control.Mei Changsu was on the sidelines guiding him hand in hand, but Fei Liu still either missed or nearly cut his own hand.Feiliu was so angry that he dropped the knife a few times, stamped his feet, and shouted, "Don't cut it, don't cut it!"

Mei Changsu picked up a piece of ginger that Feiliu had managed to cut off, and said with a smile, "Look, Feiliu, you cut it yourself. They say that Feiliu is the smartest. , even Brother Su can’t cut it out.”

"Really?"

"Of course! Our little Feiliu just learned how to make tea before we came to Jinling, but now we can even make ginger soup. If you say that our little Feiliu is not smart, who is smart? ?”

Hearing that Brother Su praised him greatly, Xiao Feiliu, who was pouting at first, burst into joy in the next second. "Well, Feiliu cut it." Just like that, Feiliu finally cut a few slices of ginger with great difficulty, and then, under Mei Changsu's guidance, a bowl of ginger soup made by Xiao Feiliu himself finally appeared in Lin Chen's room. before......