The Reborn Wife is Farming

Three-year-old Qi Haoran knows that when he is sick, he can only be cured by taking medicine, such as Fan Zijin.

Fan Zijin had to drink medicine every once in a while. If he didn't take the medicine, he would lie weak on the bed, unable to go out to play, and even couldn't eat what he liked. It was very pitiful.

Qi Haoran listened to the girls talking in private, if he didn't obediently take the medicine, he would die, then Fan Zijin wouldn't grow up, so would the elder brother do the same?

In such a living environment, Qi Haoran has already understood what "death" is, for example, sleeping in the tomb like his mother, and dying if he never sees him again.

Thinking of his elder brother's death, Qi Haoran immediately shuddered, stretched out his two small hands to pinch his elder brother's chin, he often snatched food from Fan Zixiao like this, knowing that this would open his mouth.

So Uncle Zhu saw the fourth young master opening the eldest young master's mouth fiercely. Fan Zijin and Qi Haoran have always had a tacit understanding, and the eldest cousin's mouth was pried open a little. He immediately turned around and jumped on the stool to grab Uncle Zhu With the medicine in his hand, he crawled to the side of the bed and poured it into his mouth.

The two friends had a clear division of labor and cooperated perfectly. They successfully poured the whole bowl of medicine into Qi Xiuyuan's stomach, but he was soon choked and spit out most of the medicine, which stained the quilt.

Even so, Uncle Zhu and the others breathed a sigh of relief, after all, a small half of it entered the young master's stomach, right?

But soon they discovered something was wrong, because the three-year-old Qi Haoran didn't understand the seriousness, and made a mark on the young master's face, and accidentally broke his jaw to bleed.

The servants silently looked at the two young masters.

Xiao Qi Haoran immediately put his hands behind his back and looked back at them with a pair of round eyes. Uncle Zhu and the others softened their hearts, so they had no choice but to stop thinking about it.

But you can't break your jaw every time you feed the medicine, right?

At that time, the young master's fever subsided, but he was injured again.

So Uncle Zhu said worriedly: "It's better to wake up the young master."

Fan Zijin rolled his eyes, pushed Qi Haoran down on the bed, pressed his hands and feet on his stomach nimbly, waved his fists and shouted: "Cry quickly, or I'll beat you up."

Qi Haoran was taken aback for a moment, and Yuanyuan's body immediately pushed upwards, but pressed the thin Fan Zijin under him, and said angrily, "I'll beat you up, I'm stronger than you!"

Fan Zijin raised his hand to hit him, and cursed: "You are so stupid, the eldest cousin loves you the most, if you cry, the eldest cousin will definitely wake up, if you cry soon, you will say that you were beaten, it was terrible Crap."

Little Qi Haoran opened his mouth, but couldn't cry after thinking about it for a long time, he could only stare at little Fan Zijin with a pair of big eyes.

Little Fan Zijin had no choice but to stretch out his hand to pinch him. Little Qi Haoran let out a "hiss", but he still didn't cry. He seldom cried when he was beaten. Afterwards, he found the place again, so even though Xiao Fan Zijin pinched him and it hurt, he didn't cry.

His hand itched, and he really wanted to pinch it back, but he didn't do it because he thought that his little friend was doing it for his own good.

Seeing that he didn't cry, little Fan Zijin saw that he didn't have anything to do, so he could only say, "Big cousin will die of illness if you don't cry, and you will have no brother in the future, and uncle Qi and Qi Shaosheng will bully you to death!"

Xiao Qi Haoran was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at his elder brother lying on the side, his heart ached, and he burst into tears immediately "Wow".

Little Fan Zijin was taken aback, and then clapped his hands happily: "Cry louder, louder."

Little Qi Haoran was really sad, thinking that his elder brother was going to die, he closed his eyes and howled, unable to hear the sound of the outside world at all.

Tears fell drop by drop on Qi Xiuyuan's face, but the person lying on the bed didn't react at all.

Uncle Zhu and the others were taken aback and wanted to go forward to coax him, but they thought it would be nice if the fourth young master could wake up the young master by crying, and they didn't know why the old lady asked the young master to go to do it yesterday, so she just scared people like this.

And their instinctive precautions prevented them from going to the trouble of asking for a doctor. They just went outside and described their illness so that the doctor could prescribe the medicine.

But even if they didn't ask the doctor to feel the pulse, they could tell from the young master's face and the unconscious sleep talk last night that he was worried about getting sick. For a while, they hated and feared the people in Qifu.

The most important thing at this moment is to get the young master to wake up and take the medicine.

Little Fan Zijin was still clapping his hands to encourage his friends to cry louder, but when he saw him crying so sadly, little Fan Zijin didn't want to anymore, his heart was sour, and he couldn't help but look down, whether to cry or not I looked at my little friend.

But little Qi Haoran cried out of bounds, thinking that he might lose his brother in the future, he was so sad that he almost couldn't breathe from crying.

Little Fan Zijin also lowered his head and burst into tears. Unlike little Qi Haoran who opened his mouth and howled, he just sat quietly by the bed and sobbed, but his tears were no less than Qi Haoran's.

Uncle Zhu and the others looked at it helplessly. The two children obviously forgot their original intention, and now they are completely sad and crying.

We can't cry the two children to death for the sake of the young master, so Uncle Zhu and the others had no choice but to go forward to coax them, but Qi Xiuyuan coughed twice and tried to open his eyes.

Zhu Shu was overjoyed, shook the two children and shouted: "Master, the eldest master is awake!"

Fan Zijin cried for a while, and immediately wiped away his tears to go to see his cousin. Seeing that Qi Haoran was still crying, he slapped him and shouted, "Don't cry, big cousin was woken up by you."

Qi Haoran stopped twitching, turned to look at his brother with tears in his eyes, and when he saw that he had opened his eyes, he threw himself into his arms and said aggrievedly: "Brother, don't leave me alone. Man, if you die, take me with you."

Qi Xiuyuan just woke up, his mind was still a little confused, he couldn't help feeling a pain in his chest when he heard this sentence, then he looked at his younger brother tenderly, nodded and said: "Okay, if my brother dies before you are underage, I will take care of you." with you."

Uncle Zhu exclaimed, "Master!"

Qi Xiuyuan was a little discouraged, and said lightly: "Living in this world is also suffering."

Uncle Zhu's face changed slightly.

Qi Haoran said foolishly: "No, you can eat while you're alive, but the nanny said you can't eat after you're dead. I really want to eat cornstarch candy, and I also want to eat fried chestnuts with sugar."

Looking at his chubby younger brother, Qi Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel amused. His heart, which had no business at all, became more energetic. The despair of an eight-year-old child came and went quickly. He rubbed his brother's head and smiled: "Okay, then We live."

Uncle Zhu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Qi Xiuyuan lived in a quiet corner of the courtyard, Qi Haoran howled too loudly just now, and it was the first time he came back when it was not Qingming and Chinese New Year. Everyone paid attention, so they all knew that something happened in this small courtyard.

Wu's family hated and feared Qi Xiuyuan, so she didn't come to ask questions, but Qi's mother didn't have any scruples, and immediately called the nanny to come over to ask.

After all, although she gave up the idea of ​​killing her grandson yesterday, all doubts in her heart have not been eliminated, so she is very concerned about the matter here.

Qi Xiuyuan didn't want them to know that he was seriously ill. If he let his grandmother know that he was sick with fear, he might be suspicious again, so he told Uncle Zhu, "Just say that I didn't want to sleep last night. Weeping at the moon, and then caught a cold and fell ill, the reason why my brother came back was because I promised him that I would take him to the street today, but I didn’t go to him so I found him.”

"As for the crying," Qi Xiuyuan looked at the two children with red eyes, and said, "Let's say they were fighting."

Uncle Zhu responded immediately.