Chapter 4

Xiaodong has been lying in bed for three days and can't lie down any more. Elder martial sister Linglong comes to see him five or six times a day. She is worried about Xiaodong's illness, and Xiaodong is also worried about her current anxiety. If he is not good all the time, most of the elder martial sister will keep blaming herself like this. Just for this, he also has to get better quickly, don't always let people treat him as a sick seedling.

In fact, Xiaodong vaguely understood that half of his illness was heart disease.

Since he can remember, only uncle is such a relative, uncle and nephew depend on each other. But now his uncle has no one in the world. Why did he not know that his uncle died of a relapse? He also knew that the master should come down to take him in before his uncle died, which was a kindness to him. But in his mind, there seemed to be an idea.

The idea was vague and unclear.

If you don't go back and forth to the mountains, but stay at home and take good care of your illness, maybe your uncle is still alive.

At the bottom of his heart, he might have thought so.

Maybe it's because of this idea in his heart that he doesn't like to return to the mountain. If uncle doesn't come here, maybe he won't die.

Of course, he has no reason to return to this place. The master took him in and treated him very well. The elder martial brothers and sisters were good to him. It was he who had been making trouble.

He is not idle these days. Xiaodong finds that the atmosphere on the mountain is different as soon as the elder martial brother comes back. Elder martial sister Linglong is irritable. If she can't say a word, she will be anxious. But she hasn't said a word aloud these days. Elder martial brother Jiang is not as lazy as he used to be. He even quickens his pace. As for elder martial brother Chen, he has not changed much, but Xiaodong always feels that he is worried. Yesterday he came over and talked, and he was stunned to see Xiaodong lose his mind. Xiaodong raised his voice and called twice before he regained consciousness.

As for elder martial brother

Xiaodong thought, the elder martial brother is really a very good person.

He gave Xiaodong a medicine bag about the size of a palm as a gift. When he brought it, he said, "I didn't know there was another younger martial brother until I came back. If I had known, I would have bought you something in the capital and brought it back. This is given to me by someone else in Bozhou. It is divided into three compartments. It can hold pills, sugar balls, preserves and so on. They won't cross smell each other. You can keep it and play. I'll bring you some good things when I go out next time

Xiaodong took the gift.

Elder martial brother treats him as a child. He specially gives him a silk pouch that can hold both common pills and snacks.

On that day, elder martial brother Jiang said that elder martial brother was very picky. He was still skeptical. Now he thinks that elder martial brother Jiang has not taken advantage of him. As long as the food is delicious, there is nothing he does not know.

There's something he really wants to know.

Who on earth sent such a silk bag to elder martial brother? It looks like a gift from a girl's house. Xiaodong has seen Zhang's girl, who used to be a domestic servant, to give her a purse to her sweetheart. She has also heard of singing in the opera that young ladies send handkerchief, hairpin, purse and sachet, so as to make love with the scholar.

Although he had been thinking about it, Xiaodong didn't dare to ask his elder martial brother whether this was given to him by any girl.

What's more, if it's something from the girl, the elder martial brother will not give it to him again, will he?

After a few more days of illness, the elder martial brother was relieved and said that he was almost cured.

In other words, he nodded his head and praised him: "I can see that you have worked hard on this set of sabre techniques, and you are also very attentive."

Xiaodong blushed a little when he said this.

He knew that his skill was only humiliating in front of the elder brother. Besides, he didn't study hard at that time. There were too many things that could distract him.

If we had studied and practiced hard at that time, maybe we would have learned a complete set of sabre techniques now.

At that time, he was too ignorant. If he had known that uncle was so ill

But no matter how much regret, people can not go back to the past.

"But younger martial brother, you couldn't concentrate on your sword practice just now, and you always thought about your sword technique. When practicing the sabre technique, I always remind myself that what I hold in my hand is not a sword but a sword. The sword techniques and sword techniques have become incoherent, and the results are different. "

The elder martial brother's tone is very gentle, but his words are to the point.

Xiaodong's face turned red slowly. He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to see the expression of the elder martial brother.

He was afraid to see disappointment and ridicule.

"Younger martial brother is still young. You can learn kung fu slowly, and there will be a long way to go. There's just one thing to remember, younger martial brother. "

Xiaodong unknowingly raised his head, Mo Chen looked at him seriously. The color of his eyes seemed lighter than ordinary people, like amber. Being watched with such eyes, Xiaodong felt as if he was going to be sucked in by these eyes.

"You have to understand what you want to do. What else can you do if you've been so distracted that you don't know where you're going?"What the elder martial brother said was plain and light. It was not the kind of solemn admonition and rebuke. However, Xiaodong felt that these words were extremely heavy, so heavy that he could hardly carry them.

After saying this, the elder martial brother told him again: "you are just sick. Don't be too tired to practice. Let's go back and have a rest today."

Xiaodong lowered his head and said in a very small voice, "good."

Just now, it sounds like a bloody sword to him, but it doesn't sound like a bloody knife to him.

His hesitation, bewilderment and cowardice were clearly seen by his elder martial brother.

Thanks to him, he thought that his mind was not noticed.

Maybe it's not only the elder martial brother, but also the elder martial sister and the Third Elder martial brother. The master also told him that it's not urgent to learn kung fu, so that he can live in Huihui mountain at ease.

But his heart is not steady.

My uncle loved him so much when he was still alive that he could not bear the slightest sin. He is like a grass under a big tree. The wind can't blow, the rain can't hit, and you don't have to worry about anything. When he wanted to go, he didn't want to go any way.

Never thought about it, not once.

Those are too far away for him. Besides, if there is an uncle, he will arrange for him.

But suddenly my uncle gave up.

He became a man, had never seen things that he had never thought of before, and all of a sudden he was in front of him. No one can make decisions for him, no one will be as meticulous as his uncle to protect him.

He has been muddleheaded these days. To be nice, he's just as happy as he can be. He's like a tortoise who thinks his head is in his shell and the wind and rain outside can't blow him, so he deceives himself as if those troubles are gone.

If it is a real wind and rain, shelter for a while, the wind and rain will really stop. But the trouble that people have to face is not like the wind and rain. Only knowing that escape can not solve the problem.

Where will he go in the future?

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