Great Imperial Merchant

The two talked for a while, and they didn't stop talking until Xu Xiaotian came in with a pot of noodles.

Xu Xiaotian has always called Xu An's father, so he probably doesn't know about his past, so Yang Zhongyuan didn't mention it, pretending he didn't know anything.

The noodles are just simple noodles in clear soup. Xu Xiaotian is a child, so it is not bad to be able to make it like this.He even ran to the kitchen and brought three sets of bowls and chopsticks, as if he wanted to invite Yang Zhongyuan to eat with him.

Yang Zhongyuan had eaten at noon, but seeing his expectant expression, he still filled a bowl of noodle soup and sat down to drink it slowly.

The noodle soup is very watery, it seems that there is no salt at all, and the noodles are a bit overcooked, almost melting in the mouth when biting into the mouth.

Such a bowl of noodles, but Xu An ate it deliciously. He ate most of the bowl in one sitting, then patted Xu Xiaotian on the head, and praised him: "Xiaotian is the best, he can even cook noodles."

Xu Xiaotian smiled shyly, and went out again with the bowl and chopsticks.

Such a child, like a hedgehog outside, doesn't look like a good person to anyone, but when he is around his relatives, he is obedient, shy, caring and cute.

"Little Tian is such a good boy." Yang Zhongyuan poured a glass of water for Xu An and sighed.

Xu An smiled, with a rather helpless expression: "Yes, he is so sensible at such a young age, and he is still tired of life. Zhongyuan, do you like him?"

Yang Zhongyuan nodded: "Well, he is very good and well-behaved."

After hearing what he said, Xu An lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly looked at Yang Zhongyuan and said: "Zhongyuan, you see, I have no relatives and no reason, and I only live with Xiaotian. If there is something wrong with me in the future, can you help me take care of Xiaotian?" sky?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that this request was too much, so he hurriedly added: "Xiaotian can do everything, and it doesn't cost much rations, you just need to raise him up."

His voice was full of pleading and hesitation. After Yang Zhongyuan was stunned, he asked him in a hoarse voice: "Brother Xu, you are well, Xiaotian will naturally be with you all the time, and he will be filial to you in the future. Don't think too much about it." .”

Xu An turned his head and looked out the window, seeing that his son was not in the courtyard, he said in a low voice: "Zhongyuan, my illness will never get better. I have dragged it until this time, nothing more than worrying about Xiaotian. You are a good man." Son, I will also watch you grow up, brother Xu, please promise me, and I will settle down and forget about it."

Yang Zhongyuan had a smooth and happy life when he was young, but later he went to Yong'an Palace, and the ups and downs and difficulties accompanied him to grow up.The Imperial Dining Room is not the safest place either. Many palace people will die of illness, and many people will be beaten and dragged to the dark alleys for doing something wrong.In those years, Yang Zhongyuan has experienced many times of life and death.

But now, when he heard Xu An say that his days were numbered, he still felt miserable.

This person has only known him for a few years, and later most of them are separated from each other, and now they meet each other, and before they can say a few words of gratitude in the future, they let him encounter such a situation.

Yang Zhongyuan stood where he was, feeling mixed feelings for a moment.

He didn't speak, and Xu An didn't say anything more, but after a long time, he reached out and wiped Yang Zhongyuan's eyes, but his expression was infinitely gentle: "At that time, there were so many little palace people in the imperial dining room, but I only liked you. You seemed the most stubborn." , but the most soft-hearted. Look, I just told you a word, and I was about to cry. Okay, okay, it's all Brother Xu's fault."

Yang Zhongyuan took a deep breath, rubbed his wet eyes with his sleeves, and said firmly: "I'll go back and invite you a genius doctor, and I will definitely cure you."

Xu An shook his head with a smile, and his expression became more gentle: "I know you have a kind heart, but I keep taking medicine every day, so I can't drag you and Xiaotian down. It's better to go early and get clean."

He has a springy face and a thin figure, but his smiling face seems to be shining. For a while, Yang Zhongyuan didn't know how to persuade him, so he sighed and said: "I don't care, doctor, I will invite you , you have to be obedient and take medicine. You can no longer say discouraged words, you should think about Xiaotian if you are not for yourself. These years, you are his only relative, you are his father, you still have to watch Watching him grow up and looking for a good relationship, how could he leave so early?"

Xu An smiled, knowing that he was always stubborn, so he didn't continue talking.

How could he not know about his own body?The first few years were fine, but for some reason, he missed Ahua more and more in the past few years. The work in the tea garden was not very hard for him, but it was not so easy.Later, his heart also became sad. As the day dragged on, he knew that he didn't want to stick to it anymore.

He missed Ah Hua, and felt that the world without him was very difficult. He was busy and tired in the palace for the first few years, so he didn't have time to think about it.After leaving the palace, life was not so difficult, but he began to miss his childhood abnormally.

At that time, he and Ahua ran all over the mountains and fields, Qili Village was full of tea gardens, and it was a very beautiful place.When he returned to his hometown, he never wanted to leave again.

Here is the Ah Hua in his heart, the happiness he used to have, and the family he has lost.

There is also a cute, well-behaved, and sensible Xiaotian who makes people feel distressed.

He lingered on, unwilling to close his eyes, because he was worried that after he left, Xiaotian would have no one to rely on and become an orphan.

The appearance of Yang Zhongyuan now gave him new hope.The moment he saw him, Xu An suddenly felt that everything was fixed.

He knows Yang Zhongyuan just as Yang Zhongyuan knows him.

"Don't say such things again. I like Xiaotian very much. If you are not in good health in the future, I will help you raise him. Maybe there will be more apprentices to inherit the mantle."

Xu An smiled, look, you can see that he is a hard-spoken person with a soft heart.

Having said that, Xu An had reached his limit, and before Xu Xiaotian came back, he had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yang Zhongyuan gently helped him close the door of the main room, and then found Xu Xiaotian who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

He didn't step forward to help, because he knew that Xu Xiaotian would not agree.

"Xiaotian, who did you ask to see your father?"

Xu Xiaotian carefully washed the dishes and put them neatly in the cupboard. Although his father was ill, the small kitchen looked clean and tidy.Yang Zhongyuan nodded secretly, he thought of the bowl of noodles just now, it was very rare for Xu Xiaotian to light a fire and cook the noodles with salt.

"I asked the old doctor in the village to show it, and he said it wouldn't cure it. Then I ran to ask Uncle Wang next door, and went to the city to ask Doctor Li to show it to my father," Xu Xiaotian answered honestly, Then he pointed to the packs of medicine on the side of the medicine stove, "This is all prescribed by Dr. Li. I heard people say that Dr. Li is very powerful. After my father finishes taking the medicine, he will be fine."

After he finished speaking, he took another cautious look at Yang Zhongyuan, then lowered his head and rubbed the edge of the jacket vigorously: "Uncle Yang, do you think father is getting better soon?"

Yang Zhongyuan felt that his breath was stuck in his throat, which made him unable to speak, and made his heart feel uncomfortable.

"Xiaotian, your father is a good man. I feel like brothers with him. In the future, you don't have to worry about anything else. I will take care of the family affairs for you. You just need to spend more time with your father, okay?"

No matter how sensible Xu Xiaotian was, he was still only ten years old. He looked at Yang Zhongyuan in a daze, and finally his face suddenly burst into light, which made his beautiful face even more outstanding: "Well, I will stay at home, Uncle Yang , When I grow up in the future, I will earn money and return it to you."

Yang Zhongyuan forced a smile at him, got up and patted his head, then walked around the courtyard of the house, gave a few careful instructions, and left five taels of silver to Xu Xiaotian, telling him to hand it over to Xu An when he woke up. .

Holding the money tightly, Xu Xiaotian followed him out the door: "Uncle Yang, thank you."

Yang Zhongyuan nodded, told him to go back and close the door, and then walked towards the nearby house.

Xu An was still ill, and it was not enough to eat noodles every day, so he went to Uncle Wang's house that Xu Xiaotian said, and asked his family's Zhengjun to pack more vegetables and send them to the next door when he was cooking. Of course, he would also give money. full amount.

The family next door is kind-hearted, and they often help to take care of it. Seeing that he wants to give money, they don't even say anything, just say that they should do so.Yang Zhongyuan talked about it, and finally left the silver, and then walked slowly to the entrance of the village.

To be honest, on this trip, he was first happy because he reunited with his old friend after a long absence, and then he was sad when he learned that he was not long in the world.This afternoon was full of sorrows and joys, and his thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't think about anything.

He didn't really want to go back now, so he walked slowly around the tea garden in Qili Village, carefully watching the scenery of the tea garden along the way.

It is said that the tea trees in Danluo are taller than those in Nandi, but they are limited. They all grow short and form a ridge, which looks neat and beautiful from a distance.

Yang Zhongyuan's mind was full of the past, and he kept thinking about the future. He didn't know where he was for a while, as if his whole body was empty.

It wasn't until he passed by a tall figure for the third time that he realized that the man looked very familiar: "Azhe, why are you here?"

The young man who was bending over to work in the field suddenly straightened up, turned his head and looked at Yang Zhongyuan in surprise: "Xiao Yuan, why are you here?"

Meeting Cheng Weizhe at such a moment, Yang Zhongyuan slowly calmed down, he took a deep breath, and carefully looked at Cheng Weizhe.

I saw him wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat, short jacket and long trousers, and a pair of straw sandals under his feet stepping on the soil. From a distance, he thought it was some tea farmer working.

Because he was wearing a short jacket, Yang Zhongyuan could clearly see the beautiful curves of his arms under the sun, so in a trance, he forgot to answer Cheng Weizhe's words, and only murmured: "Ah Zhe, I didn't expect you to be quite strong." of."

After he finished speaking, he blushed suddenly when he saw Cheng Weizhe's uncontrollably funny face, and said viciously, "I ask you, why did you come to be a tea farmer?"

Cheng Weizhe waved to him, and then dragged him to the small hut by the edge of the tea garden. It was already hot outside, and the hut was not so sunny. It's still stuffy outside.

"I am a tea maker, so naturally I need to know how to grow tea trees. The owner of the tea garden in Qili Village felt ashamed because of what happened last time, so he only allowed me to come and study for a few days this time. This is a rare opportunity, and I must come. "

"A few days ago, you were so secretive that you came here to do this?" Yang Zhongyuan finally came to his senses and asked him.

Cheng Weizhe chuckled softly and said, "Yes."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Yang Zhongyuan became anxious when he heard this.

Cheng Weizhe laughed again, stretched out his hand to pinch Yang Zhongyuan's face, and then pulled it out together: "If I tell you, will you worry about the hot weather outside and prepare mung bean soup for me? If the shop is not too busy, you You must come with me, right?"

Yang Zhongyuan slapped his hand away, and turned his head to look away awkwardly: "Hmph, who told you to keep it secret."

Seeing him like this, Cheng Weizhe's face became more tender, and the smile reached his eyes, as if he couldn't let it go for years.