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"Sleep, then." She laughed, not angry at all.

"No, I'm going to sleep again. I haven't been home for more than a month. Hey, my mother will kill chicken for me today."

"Greedy cat."

"The native chicken in my family is the most tonic, hehe."

"You know how to eat."

"In any case, I'm not afraid of this airport body, ha ha."

"Then, you can't get married."

"Cut, I didn't want to marry at all. Otherwise, I would have had a lot of children."

I'll be there soon after I get off the bus. I know that the village is not small. There are at least hundreds of families in a very big village. Although the conditions here are not as good as those in the city, the houses are built very beautiful, just like the villas in the city. Moreover, the air is very good. Walking on the road in the village, the cement ground extends all the way forward, which is not like a country, It's different from what she imagined. It's just a small town, but there are fewer people.

Anyang all the way to say hello to people, Mo Xiaozhu quietly followed behind her, looking like the sun like Anyang walking in front of her, she did not want anything, as if it was a vacation.

The mood has never been good, such a good weather can really infect people, the mood is particularly good, Anyang suddenly stopped, "bamboo, you look ahead there, that is my home."

With Anyang's hand looking at the past, very fashionable small foreign-style building, "Anyang, I have to rob you, your villa can be very beautiful."

"What's the matter? My father owes a lot of debt for the sake of this small Western-style house. Otherwise, he won't even have the money for medical treatment. Alas, the ordinary people's life, no matter what they add, is saved from their teeth."

Yes, it's true to think about it.

"Anyang, let's start a company later." If she's still alive, she'll start a company with Anyang.

"OK, but I don't have the capital. I'll do the chores for you. Ha ha, but I want a high salary. Mo Xiaoxiao, you want to turn me into a white-collar woman. Let me also feel the feeling of being a white-collar worker."

"Ha ha, then, you will suffer with me."

"I'm not afraid to bear hardships. I'm afraid that I don't have money to earn and no man wants to Wu... " Anyang's voice suddenly small, "see my mother for a while, if she asks you if I have a boyfriend, you say yes, OK?"

Mo Xiaozhu laughed, but did not answer her.

"Hello, do you hear me?"

"No

"How can you do this? I knew I didn't bring you. If you said no, my mother would talk about it from the moment she saw me until I left. Good bamboo, I asked you. Otherwise, my ears are not clean, and you can't think of it."

"Cluck..." She covered her lips and laughed, but she refused to allow Anyang.

"Yang Yang..." With a smile, a "Yang Yang" attracted her and Anyang's attention. Looking at the past together, there was a woman in front of the door of the small Western-style building.

Anyang ran over, shouting, "Mom, I'm back." That kind of excitement has long put the matter of seeking Mo Xiaozhu behind.

Mo Xiaozhu also followed.

Anyang's mother seems to be in her fifties, not old at all, "Yang Yang, is this Miss Mo?"

"Auntie, just call me bamboo."

"He looks like a girl. He doesn't look like our Yang Yang. Oh, Yang Yang. Tell mom, do you have a boyfriend?"

Sure enough, as soon as we met, before saying five words, Anyang's mother began to care about Anyang's boyfriend.

"Yes, Ma. Don't worry. Your daughter will be married soon." Anyang said, pressing his eyes at Mo Xiaozhu.

Mo Xiaozhu smile, see Anyang like this, also can't bear, besides, she also want to have a clean ear, she can't stand Anyang from time to time to torture her, "aunt, I've seen it, not bad."

"Yang Yang, why don't you take it home? If your father had seen it, he would have been well. "

"Mom, I've only known each other for half a month. I'm still at the stage of understanding, and I haven't decided yet. Why should I bring it back?"

"Oh, yes. Look at me. You didn't have a boyfriend when your father came to the city last month. Next month, when your father comes back to town, he must go and have a look at it and help you to check it out."

After hearing this, Anyang's face suddenly turned black. Where did her boyfriend come from? She didn't dare to say what she wanted to say. Fortunately, the whole family came out to meet her, and the topic was wrong.

An family is really lively. Mo Xiaozhu really lives in an family.

She likes the air in the country. After lunch, Anyang takes her around. Unexpectedly, Anyang is very proud in this village. No one knows her. She takes Mo Xiaozhu with her from the east to the West. Mo Xiaozhu has become her follower. Follow her, too. She suddenly likes the bustle. How nice it is for people to live, to see the sun and meet here New people, new things.

"Bamboo, in front of me is the old Chinese medicine's home. I'll take you there. He's so divine that he can often make the simplest Chinese medicine into the most effective prescription." Anyang opened her mouth as soon as she talked about it, which was her strong point.As Anyang entered the courtyard of others, the courtyard was quiet, with Chinese herbal medicines drying everywhere and smelling the medicine fragrance, which gave Mo Xiaozhu a feeling of returning to ancient times.

Knocking at the door, she heard an old voice, "come in."

Anyang pushed the door into the room. The room was very bright. An old man was sitting on his bed making herbs. He looked up and saw Anyang and said with a smile, "girl Yang, you are here."

"Huabo, you're still so tough. With these herbs with you every day, you don't even dare to get sick."

"Ha ha, you are the most talkative girl. Is this one?" Hua Bo saw Mo Xiaozhu behind Anyang and asked in a low voice.

"Mo Xiaozhu." When she saw Hua Bo, she reported her real name.

Hua Bo reached out and held her hand. The old hand still had some calluses. But when he held it, the old man said, "you look bad. You are white in the green. Your blood is a little sticky. Have you had any sleepiness recently?"

Mo Xiaozhu silly, this even pulse did not touch it, the old man's home ran a word, hastily nodded, "mm-hmm, yes, I am sick."

This is the occupational disease. As soon as we met, the old man gave Mo Xiaozhu a pulse. He was so attentive for three minutes that he stopped, but he didn't say a word. He seemed to be thinking about something.

Anyang couldn't help it. "Hua Bo, how is it? Can she be cured?"

Hua Bo raised his head, but shook his head, "alas."

"Huabo, what do you mean? You mean it can't be cured?" Anyang anxious, quickly asked.

Hua Bo shook his head again.

Mo Xiaozhu was confused. What he meant was whether it could be cured or not. "Hua Bo, you can say it. I can stand it."

"Girl, if you can trust me, I'll tell you."

"I believe it, you say." How could she not believe such an expert who could tell her that she was ill with a handshake.

"You can cure this disease, but it's a little troublesome."

"Can it be cured?" Suddenly, she thought that she had no eyes.

"Yes, but there are some things in this world that you have to choose and choose by yourself

What does that mean? Listen to the language with mystery, "Hua Bo, you say, what do you want me to choose?"

"You have a medicine which is very effective, but if you use it, it will damage your brain."

"Do you mean that it may cure my present illness and cause me to have other diseases?" Only some joy suddenly faded, that is not cure is equivalent to no cure.

"Not really. It's just the damage, but it's hard for me to predict the extent of the damage. Maybe it's serious or not."

"What are the consequences?" Before she asked, Anyang anxiously asked.

"It's just memory loss. You decide by yourself. If you want to cure it, I'll give you the prescription. If you don't want to lose memory, then don't try."

All of a sudden, the air is dreary, Mo Xiaozhu's head is a little dizzy, amnesia?

What does that mean? She is clear about it, and she is not sure what memories she will lose. Isn't her life in chaos all of a sudden, even she doesn't know?

She really hesitated.

"Bamboo, what else do you think? Which is more important, life or amnesia?" Anyang shook her shoulder, trying to wake her up.

Yes, life and amnesia are, of course, more important than life.

Mo Xiaozhu sobered up and finally understood what Hua bogang had just said about her choice.

Everything in this world is that there is a loss, there must be a gain. She can cure the disease without Wei Wei's bone marrow. Nothing is better than this.

Amnesia, some of the memory lost to lose it, she now in addition to her mother's legacy has nothing, no fear of losing anything, right?

After thinking about it, she nodded heavily, "OK, I'll treat it."

"OK, then I'll write the prescription, Anyang, go to grind the ink for me."

The room soon filled with ink. In this era, there are few people who insist on writing brush characters. The old man is a national treasure. Smelling the fragrance of ink, she takes the prescription from the old man. The light floating paper also gives her a heavy feeling. What if she forgets her own children in the future?

"Girl, if you regret it, there's still time."

She chuckled. "I don't regret it." As long as she can live and see the children, what else can she be dissatisfied with.

Always thought she was going to die, but now, the twists and turns, although not 100% sure that she can live, but at least, she has hope.

"Yes, I'll get the medicine." The old man got out of bed and went to fill the medicine for her.

"Wait a minute." She cried low, really afraid that she would lose her memory all of a sudden, so, what she said about Li lingran could not be forgotten.