Small wood

A Niang raised her head from her father's arms, her face was flushed from crying, and her eyes that were always smiling were filled with worry. Who's in there?"

A Niang wiped her eyes, and touched A Mu's head: "A Niang was not born in this mountain, she used to be a maidservant at Mr. Gu's house, and the person in the house was A Niang's former master, who was very kind to A Niang , now that he is in trouble, Auntie can't ignore it."

Amu thought about it, but couldn't figure it out, since he was kind to A Niang, he should be a good person, how could a good person be harmed like this.

Seeing that A Niang did not intend to continue, Amu stopped asking.He lowered his head and pounded the medicine vigorously.

The sun had already hidden behind the mountain, revealing some orange-red halos, and the clouds and mist on the high mountain fell halfway up, when Amu raised his sore back, the mist in the mountains was dimly wrapped in the bushes, It was so quiet that even the chirping of birds could not be heard.Uncle Tong finally finished treating those wounds. His brow was covered with sweat, and he wiped his blood-stained hands. He rummaged through the things in the back bag and took some clean white cloths. , he gave the cloth to Dad, and said: "I can only do this. His wound is clean, but I can't get rid of the blood in his body. It's best to ask a doctor in the city to prescribe some good medicine." For medicinal soup, if you develop a fever in the next two days, it may be more or less auspicious."

Amu went to look at the person on the bed, but saw that he seemed to have fallen asleep, lying on his side, covered in medicinal herbs and white cloth, and the white cloth was still seeping blood, which was shocking to see.

"Thank you." Dad said, and gave Uncle Tong the pair of animal skin wrists that A Niang made earlier: "I don't remember what happened today, brother, please don't say anything. This pair of wrists was made by the lady a long time ago. At this time Just for my sister-in-law."

Uncle Tong didn't shirk, and put his wrist in the back basket. He came over and patted Amu's head: "The boy is 15 years old today. He's an older child. He has to listen to his father and mother." He took out a small bow and handed it to Amu.

The bow body was made of wood, the edges were polished extremely smooth, and the size was just right for Amu's age.Amu's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Dad, seeing that he didn't object, he took it: "Thank you, Uncle Tong!"

Dad took advantage of the night to go into the city to find out about the situation, and Aniang also went to eat, leaving Amu to take care of the man. Aniang said that the man's name was Gu Lin. If you want to call him Mr. Gu, this name should not be real, because When Amu called the man, the man lowered his eyelashes and did not respond at all.

"Young Master Gu, I've taken the medicine." Amu whispered while holding a bowl.Gu Lin closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. Amu put down the bowl and yelled a few more times.Gu Lin finally moved, still keeping his eyes down so that no one could see his eyes.

Amu wanted to help him up, but there was nowhere to start, and there were white cloths all around.Gu Lin struggled to sit up and leaned against the head of the bed, reaching out to catch the medicine bowl in Amu's hand.

The fingers were slender but swollen, the nails were turned up, and the fingertips were covered with black and purple blood. Amu saw the pain in his heart, and quickly blocked his hand: "Your hand must be very painful. bring it on."

Gu Lin didn't let go of his hand, but reached out to take the medicine bowl in Amu's hand. Amu didn't dare to grab it for fear that his hand would hurt, so he gave it to him. Seeing that his fingertips were still shaking, he drank the medicine soup one mouthful at a time. When the soup reached the bottom, it finally couldn't hold on and fell to the side, and Amu hurriedly took the leftover bowl.

He knew that this person was stubborn, but he didn't expect to be so stubborn, he didn't even want to be fed a medicinal soup, and he was a little angry, but this person was hurt like this, and he was full of heartache, he couldn't get angry, so he had to be soft He raised his voice, and said softly: "Drink the medicine and lie down quickly. Father has gone to the city to check the situation. If it's good, he might bring the doctor over."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Lin closed his eyes, his face was pale, his breathing was shallow and weak.

Amu stood by the bedside with the bowl for a long time, but still couldn't help frowning, turned around and left the back room.

A Niang happened to be serving the porridge, and she was not very happy when she saw his wrinkled face: "What's the matter? But Mr. Gu is unwell?"

Amu shook his head: "No, he fell asleep after drinking the medicine."

A Niang touched his head and straightened his somewhat messy hair: "What's the matter?"

"Mother, Dad took the risk to go to the city to find out the situation for him, and we also took good care of him. He can speak clearly, but he didn't even say thank you."

A Niang smiled, and there were tears in her eyes again: "Little Wood, you have never seen Mr. Gu's appearance before, but A Niang watched him grow up. He is quiet and gentle, and he is also very good to servants. But he was very stubborn in his heart, when the old man punished his family, the lashes on his back were full of whip marks and he didn't even grunt. Ordinary people should beg for mercy when they were whipped. He didn't cry out after five or six whips. It was so painful that I didn’t have the energy to speak.”

Amu listened, remembering the shocking injuries of the man, immediately lowered his head guiltily: "I, I saw that he drank the medicine by himself, and thought he was better..."

A Niang shook her head, wanted to say something but seemed to have no strength, and sighed helplessly, she pinched A Mu's face: "Xiao Mu, you just need to remember that Mr. Gu is a good person, without him, A Niang and Dad would have nothing to do." It's gone."

Amu's heart trembled, he nodded hurriedly, and stopped talking while holding the pill.

Dad didn't come back when it was dark, A Niang stood outside the door with a sad face, her fingers wrinkled her dress, A Mu moved a small stool and sat next to Gu Lin, watching his situation at any time .

Gu Lin slept on his own bed, and Amu didn't complain. He rested his elbows on the edge of the bed and supported his chin, staring blankly at him. This man was still so thin even though he was wrapped in a white cloth, his neck was as pale as resin, breathing Sometimes it was serious and sometimes it was light, and Amu was worried, and he would touch his forehead from time to time to see if he had a fever. Uncle Tong said that if he had a fever, this person would be hard to save.

In a daze, Amu was so sleepy that he hit his head on the edge of the bed with a loud bang, not only knocked himself awake, but also opened Gu Lin's eyes.

Amu sat dumbfounded, before he could figure out what happened, his forehead was swollen, his eyes were round and round like a squirrel in a daze.

He shook his head only to realize that he had woken up Gu Lin, and hurriedly said, "I, I'm just sleepy, I didn't mean to wake you up." He blushed with shame, and Gu Lin was in pain for a long time He just fell asleep, and he woke him up. He didn't know how long it would take for him to fall asleep again.

Gu Lin didn't speak, his gaze seemed to be on Amu's forehead, and after a while, he moved back with some difficulty, vacating half of the bed.

Amu stared and understood: "You, you want to give me half of the bed?" Seeing that Gu Lin responded to his words, he was so happy that he forgot that this was his own bed in the first place.

Gu Lin lowered his eyes and slowly curled up, still silent.

Amu rubbed his legs that were a little numb from sitting, and then looked at his little bed, but still couldn't hold back, he slid up on it, and curled up tightly, not daring to touch Gu Lin.

The wind outside the house was whistling, and it hit the window frame empty. Amu hugged the pillow that A Niang gave him, and sighed contentedly.