Chapter 1257

Fang chunian didn't say anything, so he went to catch the medicine, paid the money and went back with the medicine.

Now that the ghost doesn't follow him, where has he gone?

Although it's good that the ghost doesn't follow him, will he go to other places to harm others? If he really did harm to others, he could be regarded as an accomplice.

Fang Chu Nian went home so uneasily, but he was worried too much. As soon as he got home, he saw the red clothes floating gently on the low locust tree planted in the hospital. He looked up slightly in amazement and saw that the strong branches of the locust tree were dressed in red clothes.

Ji Rao's legs crisscrossed and swayed gently in the air. He sat on the branch, holding the branch in his hands. His face was expressionless. His ink hair was blown up and down like the Milky way. At this time, it was the time when the sophora flower was mature. A gust of wind came, and the sophora flower rustled down. If Ji Rao's pale skin was ignored, his delicate face would look like a shadow The gods come down to earth.

"In the early years, what did you see?"

The person sitting in the hospital looked up at the tree and said, "look how well the flowers are blooming. My husband still wants me to make some cakes of sophora flower."

"I want to do it too. I have to pick some."

"Now I have nothing to do. Why don't I just have a meeting?"

"I don't think so."

Fang chunian was surprised, and he took a step to the locust tree. "If not, I'll pick it later. Uncle Zhou is busy outside these days, and I can't eat it after making it. And now I don't think it's sweet. It's better to wait for two days."

Originally, that group of women is a sudden whim, uncle Zhou's daughter-in-law nodded, "also, my family was not at home for two days, and I ate it with my baby."

It's easy for women to give up a plan when they're not accompanied.

As soon as they heard what Zhou's daughter-in-law said, they all changed their words and said, "then another day, another day."

"Yes, yes."

Fang chunian was relieved to see that they had changed their mind. He turned around and looked at Ji Rao from the bottom up. Ji Rao didn't look at him. He looked straight ahead and looked at the flat courtyard in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, Fang chunian thought Ji Rao was not so terrible.

He went to cook medicine for his mother, which took a lot of time. It was an hour after he cooked it. He rushed to cook again. After he cooked rice porridge, he put out the medicine and poured it into a broken bowl.

This medicine is very expensive. He didn't dare to spill it at all. When he came into the room with it, Ji Rao was standing in front of the room and looking at him. For a moment, he almost didn't spill it.

Fang chunian pulled a smile rigidly, and then went in with a bowl. He sat by the bed and said in a soft voice, "mother, I've got some medicine for you. You can have some rice porridge first and drink the medicine after drinking."

He helped his mother up and fed porridge one by one. His mother coughed from time to time and looked weak. After drinking a few mouthfuls, his mother shook her head and couldn't drink any more.

"Have some more?"

Fang chunian's face was full of worry. His mother ate less all the time and lost weight very quickly. He was very worried when he saw it.

His mother shook her head gently.

Fang chunian put down the bowl, and took the bowl of medicine, "mother, come and drink medicine."

Good easy to feed a few, his mother looked at this medicine way, "this medicine, not cheap?"

Fang chunian said vaguely, "it's OK, and it's not expensive."