Author: Wen Jiutao

Aunt Chun sat down and helped Mrs. Hou with her needlework. Mrs. Hou was carefully sewing the collar. The center of a piece of clothing was the collar. The stitching in that area must be dense and neat, so she had to lower her head.

, looked at the formation carefully.

There are already tiny lines at the corners of her eyes. Although she is still as beautiful as a flower, she is no longer as beautiful as she once was.

The Marquis is away at war all the year round, and Mrs. Hou has to worry about everything at home. Especially the illness of the young Marquis, which has consumed almost all her energy. She has aged really fast in the past few years.

I thought the young lady would be more sensible, but she was more troublesome than Qian'er.

If Qian'er's body and bones were strong, she could get married, have children, and live a peaceful old age like normal people, even if she was a little ordinary. Mrs. Hou would be happy.

Unfortunately not.

The little Marquis only has half a year to live, so Mrs. Hou must be suffering in her heart. She can't sleep all night long, just holding on.

Thinking of this, Aunt Chun actually started to hate Huo Shiyu again. This inhumane guy didn't know how to understand his mother at all. How could he have any humanity at all? He just jumped out of the cracks in the rocks.

The afternoon sun shone warmly in the yard. Aunt Chun felt much better, because Mrs. Hou seemed to have sang love songs just now, which were all songs she had sung when she was young.

"Guan Guan Jiujiu, in the river island; a graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight."

It's just that the song sounded a little sad at this time. She couldn't help but secretly shed tears.

Mrs. Hou stopped singing, stared at Aunt Chun, and said, "Ah Chun, why did an old love song make you cry?"

Aunt Chun just laughed.

A guard hurried over at this time. He stood in front of Mrs. Hou, bent down and said, "Mrs. Hou, the Marquis asked me to report. It seems that a doctor is coming to treat the little Marquis today. Can you please

Just give it a try."

Mrs. Hou was stunned for a moment and looked at him doubtfully, as if she suddenly thought of something. She didn't say anything, but just motioned to the guards to go down.

Mother Chun suddenly seemed to have thought of something and said, "Madam, didn't you say you won't see a doctor anymore?"

Mrs. Hou's eyes were full of tears, and she sighed longly, "Now when the words 'miraculous doctor', 'doctor', 'doctor' are mentioned, Qian'er is scared. Each person is prescribed a pack of medicine, and it's painful."

, it’s dark, Qian’er’s trouble makes me feel bad.”

After Mrs. Hou finished speaking, she covered her abdomen and turned around and entered the house.

Aunt Chun packed up the sewing frame in front of her and followed closely behind, saying, "Sister, maybe the doctor this time is very skilled in medicine?"

Mrs. Hou let out a long sigh, then shook her head helplessly and said, "If the medical skills were very good, the master would have said it when he came back a few days ago, and would not have waited until today to say it. He must have just remembered it today."

Aunt Chun nodded, approached Madam Hou, and whispered, "Why don't we let them enter the house? Will the young Marquis be afraid?"

Mrs. Hou paused for a moment, looked at Aunt Chun's worried eyes, shook her head and said, "Since they are here, it is not easy to go to the top of the mountain. Let them come into the house and sit around.

.Give them a few more pieces of silver, and then send them away."

Aunt Chun nodded and said with understanding, "Madam, you are still so kind! It is also their blessing to meet you, madam."

After saying this, Grandma Chun went down.
Chapter completed!