My son sleeps lightly

Xiao Chong opened his eyes, he kept the same posture, his arms were numb from sleep, he managed to stand up, and looked at the other three people who were next to each other.

Ye Lan basically occupied most of the positions, punching Xiao Chong, kicking Liang Qiu, forcing Liang Qiu...

Xiao Chong reassessed Liang Qiu's posture, and Liang Si who was staring helplessly at the roof and couldn't do anything,

Well, Liang Qiu may have done it on purpose.

Liang Qiu almost slept with his arms around Liang Si, his legs resting on each other's body, wishing he could climb up along Liang Si's torso.

Liang Si didn't sleep all night, keeping such a posture motionless, he seemed to be haggard a lot.

He may have noticed that Xiao Chong was already awake, his head moved slowly, and his eyes glanced to one side.

Xiao Chong sat up and pushed Ye Lan, "Second Young Master, wake up."

"I don't..." Ye Lan turned over to Liang Qiu's side, and slapped Liang Qiu's face directly.

Liang Qiu's whole face was wrinkled together, he gritted his teeth, "Ye, Lan."

But he didn't seem to be awake either, he hugged Liang Si and squeezed hard into the bed.

Poor Liang Si had no choice but to tighten his body even more, hoping that he was really a thoughtless pillow.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Chong couldn't bear it. After pushing Ye Lan, he pushed Liang Qiu again, "Wake up, wake up."

"Uncomfortable," Ye Lan said with a bitter face, pressing her head against Liang Qiu's back, "Everything hurts."

Liang Qiu shook his head, finally let go of the hands surrounding Liang Si, and pushed Ye Lan back, "Go aside."

"Second Young Master!" Xiao Chong kept harassing Ye Lan, "You want to sleep in the car, get up."

Ye Lan struggled for the last time, and finally sat up with her eyes squinted. However, she was still angry about getting up, but she didn't vent it on Xiao Chong.

"Get up, you!" He scratched Liang Qiu's waist vigorously, "Come on, squeeze Liang Si."

"Ah!" Liang Qiu couldn't bear it. In the past 20 years, he hated Ye Lan the most this morning. He took a breath and calmed down a little, only to realize that Liang Si was really squeezed by himself. Throat, move the legs away.

Liang Si regained his freedom and jumped up from the bed, "Master, I'll fetch water for you."

Almost fled.

Liang Qiu frowned, blinked twice, as if nothing happened, and patted Ye Lan's face, "Look at it, your face looks like a rag to wipe your feet."

Ye Lan looked at him expressionlessly, "You look like socks that have been worn all day."

These two people are inseparable from their feet.

Xiao Chong shook his head, followed Liang Si out.

Most of the people in this room have left to work. They pay special attention to the morning, and everyone is very careful, for fear of waking others up. After all, for poor people like them, a good night's sleep is almost the highest enjoyment.

Liang Si asked Xiao Er where the water was collected, and got busy with Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong thought it was quite funny, it turned out that the servants in every family did the same things.

In fact, he was walking beside Liang Si, thinking that the other party hadn't slept all night, but he didn't feel tired at all, which meant that both his physical strength and endurance were excellent, and he really wanted to ask how hard he had to practice to achieve this. .

Liang Si seemed to feel that Xiao Chong was looking at him, raised his head, and asked with his eyes.

Xiao Chong shook his head, "It's okay."

Liang Si lowered his head again, put the copper basin connected to the well water on the steps, put a cloth towel on his shoulders, splashed his face vigorously, and finally felt that he had calmed down a little.

Since last night, he felt hot all over his body, and his face was also hot, and every place Liang Qiu touched was burned badly.

Xiao Chong was washing his face, when he suddenly felt a black shadow shaking in front of his eyes, he subconsciously picked it up,

"Liang Si! What's wrong with you!?"

……

Only after He Hui recovered, Liang Si fell ill.

The group's journey was delayed again, but fortunately a few rooms were vacant, and everyone finally had a place to rest.

"Doctor," Liang Qiu tried his best to calm down his tone, "He usually doesn't even have a cold, how could he be like this all of a sudden?"

The doctor withdrew his pulse-diagnosing hand, "Can't you get over the wind and cold?"

These words made Liang Qiu choke enough, he didn't even know if Liang Si ever got sick...

He was embarrassed, and looked to Ye Lan for help.

"Hasn't Liang Si ever been sick?" Ye Lan asked him with blinked eyes, as if this is something the owner should pay attention to. Will anyone really pay attention to these things! ?

Liang Qiu was furious for no reason, but luckily the doctor didn't ask any further, "Let's see first, if the fever subsides today, it means that it's just fatigue, but if it doesn't subside..."

"What will happen?" Ye Lan asked quickly.

"At that time, we can only see according to the situation."

At this time, Xiao Chong put the newly fetched water on the side shelf, wet the cloth towel, and was about to put it on Liang Si's head, but Liang Qiu took it, "I'll do it."

Xiao Chong was sensible, and went to the doctor again, "Have you prescribed the medicine yet?"

"Ah, I'll just write."

Ye Lan glanced at Xiao Chong, then walked to Liang Qiu's side, "What do you want to eat, I'll help you."

"I don't really want to eat. Let's talk about it when he wakes up. Help me apologize to your teacher and He Hui for delaying them."

"Okay." Ye Lan seldom saw Liang Qiu showing such an unnatural expression, and patted him on the shoulder, a little worried, "Don't be afraid, Liang Si is a master of martial arts, how could he get sick so easily."

But he was sick.

Liang Qiu bit his lower lip and didn't say this, he could only look at the unconscious Liang Si, wondering why his lips were so pale.