Peerless luthier

Zhong Yi packed up her things and walked quickly to the downstairs of Xiheju.

Fu Sanyi was walking around downstairs, saw him, and hurriedly said: "Why do you suddenly want to go back? I didn't dare to look at Master Shi's face just now."

Zhong Yi looked uncertain, and said: "Last night... last night I had a bad dream, I dreamed... don't say it, don't say it!" Zhong Yi held the simple luggage, frowned, and said : "That feeling is so real, I have to go home and see it."

At this time, Yin Zizhong came down from the downstairs and said in a low voice, "You can write a letter and go back and ask."

Zhong Yi shook her head with a gloomy expression: "No, I can't wait."

Huatian poked his head out of Zhongyi's backpack, looking at Yin Zizhong with his cat eyes half-closed.

Seeing that they could not stop Zhong Yi, they let him go back.

Fu Sanyi took out a bag of dried fish from his bosom, and waved it in front of the somewhat dull cat in Huatian: "Silly cat, here you are."

Huatian's eyes lit up, and he let out a happy "meow--".

The three of Zhong Yi and the others all laughed, and the sun shone on the handsome smiling faces of the three of them, looking harmonious and warm.

Perhaps at this time, the most carefree thing is the flower field.

Zhong Yi didn't dare to see Master Shi, and asked for leave not long after the last time. Besides, his performance these days, Master Shi must have been somewhat disappointed in him.

It was morning, and there were small breakfast stalls in the streets and alleys. Zhong Yi bought a few steamed buns and a bowl of hot porridge for Huatian.

Standing on the side of the street waiting for the carriage, I saw a pair of brothers about seven or eight years old, jumping to the front of the steamed stuffed bun stand. The two children rummaged in their pockets, and finally the older brother collected a few copper coins. After buying a big bun, the two of them broke apart the bun with a smile on their face, and each of them took half of it, holding it in their hands, chatting and laughing as they walked past Zhong Yi.

"..." Zhong Yi watched them leave, with a sore nose, and looked up at the gradually rising sun. He remembered the time he was "tricked" by Zhong Li to listen to books many years ago.At that time, I was young and carefree, and all the joys, sorrows and joys were shared with a person who was always by my side.

A peddler selling oranges passed by pushing a small cart. Zhong Yi remembered that time, when Zhong Li was upset, he stuffed two sweet orange petals into his mouth.

So, Zhong Yi stepped forward, bought a small bag, peeled the orange, put it in his mouth, and the sourness crowded between his lips.

Zhong Yi looked at the golden orange in his hand and smiled wryly.

Hua Tian licked the corner of his mouth, "Meow Meow", and greedily looked at the orange petal in his hand.

Zhong Yi knelt down: "It's not sweet, it's sour and bitter."

Hua Tian flicked his tail, still looking at Zhong Yi expectantly with a pair of watery cat eyes.

Zhong Yi had no choice but to feed a small petal to the flower field.

"Meow!——" Hua Tian stood on tiptoe, resting her two little paws on Zhong Yi's knee, playfully licked all the remaining orange petals, and then looked at him innocently.

Zhong Yi: "..."

Why is Hanada not afraid of acid?

Zhong Yi squinted at Huatian's bald fur in the sun, stretched out her hand and touched it, and could feel the thin flesh under her fingers. Zhong Yi was a little worried, and said, "Huatian, don't mink any more."

Hanada raised her eyes and looked at him with wide cat eyes.

Zhong Yi smiled and stroked its little pink nose.

Along the way, Zhong Yi opened the car window, allowing the gentle and fresh wind to blow in. Hua Tian lay in his arms, snoring a little, and seemed to be sleeping very peacefully.

At this moment, it was raining heavily in Andu.

The delicate flowers blooming in the flower beds withered in an instant, the wetness of the rain still remained on the floor, and the courtyard was shrouded in a layer of cold air. If Yan Hui was in good health, most of the time when the rain stopped, she and The maids got to work.

In the room, Zhong Han slowly read the letter sent from the Governor's Mansion of Hecheng, Yan Hui leaned on the bed with a faint smile.

After reading it, Zhong Han said: "Father-in-law and mother-in-law are very worried, and they said they want to come and have a look."

Yan Hui shook her head, her face was still pale, she said: "Now, my complexion is not good, it can be seen at a glance, not good."

Zhong Han gently held her hand: "It's a bit cold, let's put it in."

After pulling the quilt for Yan Hui, Zhong Han said: "Okay, when you feel better, let them come and see you."

Yan Hui nodded, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and sighed, "Why is it raining?"

Zhong Han walked over, closed the curtains, lit candles again, the warm light illuminated the room, and said, "Is it better now?"

Yan Hui smiled: "It's much better, Han, you're so kind."

Zhong Han said: "If you get better, then I will be really better."

Yan Hui lowered her eyes and said: "I always feel like it's not going to get better. In the middle of the night last night, I suddenly woke up with a smell of blood in my throat."

Zhong Han was worried, and asked, "Is the medicine sent by my mother-in-law useful?"

Yan Hui said: "It should be useful. When I was young, the old doctor showed me when I was sick. He is very skilled in medicine. My mother always believed in him. Now that the old man is old, she still goes to him." After finishing speaking , then smiled: "I think, if the rain stops, I might be fine."

Maybe it was because the old doctor had excellent medical skills. After taking the medicine for a few days, Yan Hui never coughed up blood again, but she still couldn't catch a cold.

It rained all the time, and the people under it were bored.

Yan Hui felt better, so she urged Zhong Han to go to the academy. For some reason recently, the old masters of the academy seemed to squeeze Zhong Han intentionally or unintentionally. Yan Hui was worried that they would make use of the problem.

As soon as Zhong Han left, the courtyard became much darker, and the withered flowers fell on the lawn, looking very pitiful.

When Xu Shi knew that Yan Hui was in a low mood, Old Butler Liu said with a beaming face, "Ma'am! The young master is back!"

"...!" Yan Hui was sitting in front of the window wearing a thick cloak when she saw a young man in white rushing into the courtyard.

As soon as Zhong Yi saw Yan Hui, her eyes turned sour, and she cried, "Mother!"

Yan Hui didn't even react to the surprise, hugged Zhong Yi's thin back, choked up and said, "Xiaoyi?! Is it really Xiaoyi? Let mother see, let mother see..."

Zhong Yi raised her eyes, eyes filled with tears.

Yan Hui laughed through tears: "How come you are still like a child at this age." Yan Hui took out a handkerchief and wiped Zhong Yi's tears.

Zhong Yi looked at her haggard face worriedly: "Mother, are you sick?"

Yan Hui kept a secret: "No...the weather has been unpredictable recently, mother has caught the wind and cold." She stroked Zhong Yi's eyebrows with a smile: "Xiao Yi, you have grown up."

Zhong Yi tilted her head: "Really?"

Yan Hui nodded, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi is handsome, more handsome than your grandfather, and more heroic than your father." She stroked Zhongyi's soft black hair and said, "Go a little farther away, let me see how long she is. How tall is it?"

Zhong Yi walked not far away, Yan Hui smiled and said: "Okay, he is a handsome boy, our little Yi...cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Yan Hui suddenly lowered her head and covered her mouth with a handkerchief.

Zhong Yi hurried over and patted her on the back lightly: "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Hui waved her hand: "No...cough cough cough...it's okay."

However, the cough seemed to be a sudden rivalry with Yan Hui's. Yan Hui's cough became more and more severe. A Rong crossed the threshold with the medicine soup and saw Yan Hui's face flushed with her head lowered. She panicked and said, "Ma'am , madam! Take your medicine quickly!"

Zhong Yi watched in shock as A Rong took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out two pills and handed it to Yan Hui, Yan Hui took it, Zhong Yi quickly handed over a cup of hot tea, Yan Hui swallowed it , After a while, it got better.

A Rong quickly passed the medicinal soup to Yan Hui: "Madam, drink it while it's hot."

Yan Hui took it naturally, bowed her head and drank it.

Zhong Yi waited for Yan Hui to finish drinking, then said cautiously: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Ah Rong gave the hand that took the medicine bowl a pause, and looked at Yan Hui.

Yan Hui smiled in disguise, her complexion was pale, and said: "It's just a common cold, coughing a bit hard." After speaking, she gestured with her eyes, and Ah Rong hurried down with the medicine bowl.

Zhong Yi doesn't talk to her, Hua Tian sneaks in and rubs against Yan Hui.

Yan Hui bent down and hugged Huatian, stroking its fur: "Huh? Why did it lose its hair?" Huatian was unhappy, and arched his buttocks.

Yan Hui hugged Hua Tian with a smile, looked at Zhong Yi and said, "By the way, why did you come back suddenly? Are you on vacation?"

Zhong Yi shook her head: "No, I came back from leave."

Yan Hui frowned: "Okay, why did you ask for leave and come back?"

Zhong Yi looked at Yan Hui and said in a low voice, "I had a nightmare."

Yan Hui was stunned, then smiled slightly: "What's the matter, what dream did you have?"

Zhong Yi lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes drooping down: "I dreamed that my mother was seriously ill, Ah Li, Ah Li... Ah Li is covered in blood..."

Yan Hui's beautiful eyes widened in surprise: "How could you have such a dream?!"

Zhong Yi said: "I don't know. In fact, I have dreamed many times. Sometimes it is Ah Li, sometimes it is Mother... Mother, I can't find Ah Li. I am so afraid..."

Yan Hui stroked Zhong Yi's cheek: "Good boy, good boy, everything will be fine, mother just has a little cold, and cough was the root cause of the disease before, but now it's cold, so I've committed it." Yan Hui saw that his face was still unhappy, He said, "Don't worry, dreams and reality are opposite, you know?"

Zhong Yi raised her eyes and looked at Yan Hui's haggard face, feeling bitter in her heart, but smiled slightly: "Got it."

At this moment, Yan Hui's heart was cold. It seemed that something really happened to Ah Li.Earlier, Zhong Han said that Ah Li and Xiaoyi had been in contact and would be back soon, but according to Xiaoyi's words, he never found Ah Li at all.

Thinking of this, Yan Hui felt sad, what happened?

In the evening, when Zhong Han came back from the academy, he was really surprised to see Zhong Yi.

But as soon as Zhong Yi threw himself into his arms, Zhong Han's eyes began to turn red.

Zhong Han asked: "Why are you back?"

Zhong Yi flattened her mouth: "I'll come back to see my father and mother, I'm here for you."

Zhong Han looked at Zhong Yi, who was about to be as tall as himself, and smiled slightly.

On the day when the youngest son Zhong Yi came back, the Zhong Mansion finally ushered in a night of celebration, and this was rarely seen after the eldest son Zhong Li and the youngest son Zhong Yi left home.