Chapter 31 thirty-one

Shuhua and Cuihuan bring Juexin into his room.They planned to help him into the inner room and let him sleep on the bed for a while.But Juexin didn't want to sleep. He felt that his spirit was much better and his mind was clear.He said two or three words of thanks to them.He wanted to sit in the movable chair and read, so he left them and went to the desk alone. Qin and Shuzhen came in.Seeing Qin, Cuihuan said: "Miss Qin, please persuade the young master, he won't rest for a while. He's not in good spirits and still needs to read." Qin nodded and hurried to Juexin's side.Juexin was already sitting on the movable chair.Qin stretched out her hand to gently pull his arm, and gently persuaded: "Big cousin, why do you have to torture yourself like this? You should also cherish your body."

Juexin didn't answer.Shuhua also came over to help Qin and advised him: "Brother, you should go to sleep for a while, your complexion is very bad." "You can all see, what's the point of living like me? It's better to let me die, and they will feel at ease, and nothing will happen," Juexin said desperately, covering his face with his hands again. "Brother, how do you talk about dying? We should find a way to vent our anger when we are angry. What good is there for you to die quietly by yourself?" Shuhua complained with concern. She couldn't figure out why her brother Will say the word dead.

"Big Cousin, Third Cousin is right," Jean went on, "to those people, you shouldn't give in anymore. You should fight them. It's easy for you to understand: you have a future, but they don't. You should take good care of your body." "Take care of your body? What is my body worth taking care of? What can I do if I live?" Juexin struggled in pain.He suddenly put down his hand and turned to look at Shuhua, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here too? Didn't they scold you? Where's the second brother?" He seemed to wake up from a dream, his tear-stained face Suddenly a horrified expression appeared on his face.

"My aunt asked me to help you out. She never scolded me," Shuhua smiled gently.There was a little smugness in her smile.Most of Juexin's terror immediately disappeared.Shuhua added: "Second brother is probably still there. But I don't think my aunt would scold him. I think my aunt seemed to understand later. Otherwise, why would she let me go?" "Cuihuan," Juexin called out when he saw that Cuihuan was also in the room. Cuihuan agreed, and walked up to Juexin. "Why don't you go and see if the second young master is still in the eldest wife's house, and if there is anything wrong?" Juexin ordered gently.

Cuihuan happily agreed.But just as she turned around, she saw Juemin open the door curtain and come in from the outside.She called out: "Second young master." "Second brother, have you been scolded?" Shuhua asked in surprise. "Second cousin, is the matter over?" Qin felt relieved when she saw Juemin's quiet face, and just asked in a low voice. "I didn't even receive a word of scolding. My aunt told me to leave after you passed by. But I stood outside the window and listened for a while when I came out," Juemin replied with a smile. "What about the future? Did you hear anything?" Qin continued to ask.

"In the future, the fourth aunt will naturally talk to Aunt Chen. But after they said a few words, they left angrily," Juemin said with satisfaction. He felt that they had won again today. "This is unexpected. I thought I would at least get scolded today," Shuhua said happily. "Third sister, don't be too happy. I think they will try to get revenge, and I'm afraid there will be more troubles in the future," Juexin said, frowning. "I'm not afraid of any trouble! They never dare to kill me!" Shuhua said without hesitation. "They will find me. If you offend them, they will take revenge on me," Juexin said anxiously.

After a while of silence in the room, Cuihuan suddenly said: "Eldest young master, I'll get a basin of water for your face, so you can wash your face." She went to the inner room to get the basin, and went outside again. Juemin's eyes fell on Juexin's face.Juemin seems to want to use his firm gaze to calm his elder brother's heart.He gently persuaded: "Brother, why are you always so weak? You always look down on yourself like this! What is the difference between us and you? Of course you are the great-grandson, but you should be able to see that: in our family, Everything is over. No one can control me, and no one can control you. Those elders are actually paper lanterns, and now they have been exposed. They don't live up to themselves, they can't set a good example, they only do bad things , how can you control others? As long as you are tougher, how can they hurt you? It is because you are willing to obey and listen to them that they have the cheek to do their best..."

"Second brother, please be quiet," Juexin begged.He still had some doubts about Juemin's words.He replied with a bit of stubbornness: "Of course there is some truth in what you said. But you still don't know much about the situation in our family. The facts are not as simple as you said." Everyone in this room, except Shuzhen, was not satisfied with Juexin's words.Shuzhen sat quietly at the square table, her eyes slowly moving on the faces of the people in front of the desk.Shuhua stood in front of the window and leaned against the window sill.Qin leaned against the outward end of the desk.Juemin stood behind Juexin.But when Juexin turned the chair back to the window sill, Juemin's feet didn't move.

"Big cousin, I always feel that you think too much," Qin said disapprovingly.Juexin didn't answer.Cuihuan came in with a basin of water from the outside, and she carried the basin to the inner room.Qin said again: "You take things too complicated." Cuihuan twisted until she took out a facekerchief and put it in front of Juexin. "Cuihuan, I'm sorry. You didn't see Mrs. He?" Juexin said to her, taking the handkerchief. "Aunt He is washing clothes in the back," Cuihuan replied.When Juexin returned the handkerchief to her, she asked again: "Master, do you want to wash the handkerchief again?"

"It's enough for me, it's hard for you," Juexin replied politely. "Miss Qin, you see that the eldest young master is so polite. He said 'embarrassing' twice about this matter..." Cuihuan looked at Qin Dai and said with a smile. Jean smiled kindly.She said gently: "Cuihuan, don't talk about Eldest Young Master, even I am ashamed to treat you like a girl." "Second sister sent a letter yesterday asking us to treat you well. Didn't she ask you to write a letter to her? Did you write it?" Shuhua interrupted.This last sentence made Cuihuan's face blush.

"I didn't write, I can't write well. Second Miss only taught me to read a few words, I can't write letters," Cuihuan replied shyly. "It doesn't matter if I can't write well. I can't write well either. Just write it. After you write it, please ask Sister Qin to correct it for you," Shuhua said encouragingly. "I can't write well, how dare I show it to Miss Qin?" Cuihuan replied with a little embarrassment. Qixia appeared in the room, as if she had come to rescue Cuihuan.She said to Juexin: "Young master, my wife and aunt called me to ask you how you feel now..." "I'm fine now, go back and tell your wife and aunt, thank them," Juexin replied with a smile. "Qixia, let me ask you, what are the ladies doing now?" Shuhua interrupted and asked. "The table has just been set, and we are about to play cards," Qixia replied. "Playing cards? How can there be enough people?" Shuhua asked strangely. "There is also the fifth wife, she is a good person today, she is afraid to talk too much," Qixia replied with a smile. "Qixia, did you hear what your wife and aunt said?" Juexin asked with some worry. Qixia understood what he meant, and replied: "They said that the Fourth Wife and Aunt Chen were too wrong, and deliberately made troubles." She looked at Shuhua and smiled slightly, and then said: "But the aunt and the third wife said that the third lady , The second young master's temper is also a bit too big..." She stopped talking. Qin immediately glanced at Juemin, Juemin smiled, but did not speak.But Shuhua said unhappily: "I was born with this temper, and they can't change me." "That's right, they want to change our temper now, but it's too late," Juemin added this sentence in agreement.He smiled again. "What orders does Eldest Young Master have? I'm going back to serve my wife and the others," Qixia said looking at Juexin. "Okay, you go," Juexin replied weakly. "I'll watch my aunt and the others play cards later." Qixia responded.Cuihuan then said: "Qixia, I'll go with you." She was going to pack cigarettes for Mrs. Zhang. "You don't want to go, the third wife tells you to serve the young master Tongqin in the young master's room," Qixia said to Cuihuan. "But don't forget to wait a while to see Qian'er's illness. I probably won't be able to go." Qixia hurried out of the room.Shuhua then asked Cuihuan: "What's wrong with Qian'er? What's wrong with her? Is it serious?" When Cuihuan heard about Qian'er, she put away her smile, and replied worriedly: "Qian'er has been sick for a few days, and she can't even eat. The Fourth Wife only called for a doctor yesterday, and prescribed a prescription to pick it up." Even taking medicine didn't work. She was skinny. Qixia and I went to see her last night." "What disease did the doctor say?" Juexin asked. "The doctor said it doesn't matter, just take one or two doses of medicine. But we saw that Qian'er was getting worse day by day. The fourth wife scolded her for pretending to be sick at first, but she didn't care about her until she couldn't get up anymore," Cui Cui Huan said painfully, sympathy stirred her heart, and she unconsciously remembered her own life experience. In the eyes of other people in this room, Qian'er is just an ordinary maid.They don't have many opportunities to meet her.But Cuihuan's words brought a gust of cold wind into the room. "Fourth aunt doesn't hire a good doctor to treat Qian'er," Shuhua complained. "Miss San still says she's a good doctor? As a girl, we're sick, so as long as a doctor comes to see us, that's a good fortune," Cuihuan's voice had a bit of irony, which she didn't notice. "Then take me to see Qian'er," Shuhua suddenly made up her mind to order Cuihuan. "Miss San, are you really going?" Cuihuan asked in surprise. "Of course it's true. Do you think I've never said anything that doesn't count?" Shuhua said conceitedly.No one stopped her.Everyone looked at her encouragingly, so she urged Cuihuan: "What are you delaying? We are going, let's go now!" She stood up, ready to leave. "But my wife ordered me to serve the young master here," Cuihuan said suddenly, hesitantly, she looked at Juexin. "It doesn't matter, you fuck yourself," Juexin said gently.He turned around again and cautiously reminded Shuhua: "Third sister, be careful, I don't know what kind of disease it is and whether it will be contagious." "I know," Shuhua didn't pay attention to Juexin's words, but vaguely heard them in her ears, answered casually, and walked out with Cuihuan. They stepped into the small door of Tonggui Hall, passed under the window of Ke'an's house, entered Guitang, and then went out through a door.Behind Guitang, in the dam where several large walnut trees and phoenix trees grow (with some broken branches lying messily on the ground), there are two dark, low and narrow side houses.When they walked to the door, Cuihuan suddenly asked Shuhua, "Miss San, have you never been here?" "I've been here two or three times before, but it's been a long time," Shuhua replied with a smile.She suddenly heard a slight groan, and immediately restrained her smile. Cuihuan stepped across the threshold first.There are only crude tables, benches and wooden beds in the room.There is no one, but there is a smell that touches the nose.Without a floor, the ground seemed wet.There is also a small door here, through which Shuhua followed Cuihuan to enter the inner room. It was a smaller room, and darker than the one outside.There is only one square table, two beds and two benches in the room.Qian'er slept on the low bed in the back, and there was an empty medicine bowl on a bench in front of the bed.There is also a toilet in the corner by the bed.As soon as Shuhua entered the room, she saw a thin black face quietly placed on the pillow. "Qian'er, Miss San has come to see you," Cuihuan walked to the bed and said cordially to the patient on the bed. The patient wanted to speak, but instead of speaking, he snorted.She turned her face away slowly. Shuhua walked to the bed, cast her eyes on the patient's face, and called softly: "Qian'er." Qianer's eyes finally found Shuhua's face.She moved her mouth weakly and forced a smile, but the smile was still covered by a painful expression.She called out: "Miss San." She pressed her hands on the bed board and tried to sit up. "Qian'er, don't get up. You should sleep well," Shuhua hurriedly gestured to stop her.She said to Cuihuan again: "You tell her not to get up." Cuihuan bowed her head and spoke to Qian'er.Qian'er moved her body a few times, and she barely sat up.But at once she uttered two or three groans of pain.Her hands let go, and she fell down again.After a while, she opened her eyes wide, panting and said to Shuhua: "Miss San, thank you very much." "Are you feeling better today?" Shuhua asked sympathetically. "Today may not be good, I feel very sad," Qian'er looked at Shuhua gratefully, just opened her eyes wide, then lowered her eyelids again, she panted and said these two words word by word.Two flies were crawling on her face, and she couldn't get them off.On the edge of the bed and on the thin yellow-black quilt, there were many flies crawling around leisurely.There were also a few golden flies stuck on the bench and the mouth of the medicine bowl.After Qian'er closed her mouth, there was only the sound of flies in the room. "Why are there so many flies?" Shuhua said with disgust.There was also a fly stuck to her sleeve, which she waved away. As soon as Cuihuan sat down by the patient's bed, she replied to Shuhua: "Qian'er is sick, who else is willing to clean here?" She turned her head and asked Qian'er: "Are you hot? They also Don't leave a fan." "It's a bit hot, but I don't feel it now," Qian'er replied weakly.She looked at Shuhua again and begged Cuihuan, "I want to have some tea, but I don't know if there is any outside. It's hard for you, just pour me half a cup of cold tea." Shuhua inadvertently turned her eyes to look at the square table.There were no teapots and cups. Cuihuan stood up and complained angrily: "Aunt Li and the others are too unreasonable, they won't even bring you the teapot." She went out and brought in a thick teacup.She put the teacup on the bench, and said to Qian'er, "Qian'er only has cold tea here. When I go out, I'll pour you a cup of hot tea in the third wife's room, okay?" When Qian'er saw the teacup, her eyes lit up, she quickly stretched out her hand, and said anxiously: "Cuihuan, send it to me by courier, and I want to have cold tea. I'm very thirsty." "I can't eat cold tea. If I eat it, I'm afraid I'll get sick," Cuihuan dissuaded her with concern. "No, no. My heart is burning badly. I want to have cold tea," Qian'er opened her mouth, panting, and said to Cuihuan with all her strength.Her gaze seemed to be a dying fire, still burning towards the teacup.She complained again: "They don't even pour me a cup of tea. I can't invite anyone. Cuihuan, you have pity on me." "Cuihuan, you can just give it to her," pity disturbed Shuhua She felt that this small request of the patient should be met. Cuihuan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the teacup from the bench and gave it to the patient.When Qian'er saw the tea was brought, she stood up and stretched out her trembling hand to take the teacup.Cuihuan quickly supported her.Holding the cup in both hands, she took the red and black cold tea to her lips as if it was a delicacy.Cuihuan was still saying: "Eat less." But Qian'er lowered her head, opened her mouth, gurgled and drank the tea juice quickly.The tea juice was still dripping from the corner of her mouth and fell on the thin quilt.She sighed happily, handed the cup back to Cuihuan, and collapsed on the bed as if exhausted. "Miss San, you go back, this place is very dirty," Qian'er noticed that Shuhua's eyes were still fixed on her face, looked at Shuhua gratefully, and said slowly. "It doesn't matter," Shuhua replied gently.She comforted Qian'er again and said, "Take care of yourself. Your illness doesn't matter. You'll be fine in a few days." "Miss San, thank you very much. But I took the medicine and it didn't work. It's only getting worse every day. I know that I probably won't live long," Qian'er said desperately, and tears suddenly flowed from her eyes. Shuhua felt very sad.She looked at Cuihuan, and found that Cuihuan's eye circles were also red.She stood there silently, biting her lip.She heard Cuihuan say: "Your little illness, how can it not be cured? Don't think about it. I'll bring you a fan later. When did you take the medicine today?" "I took one medicine this morning, but I only took one medicine for this medicine," Qian'er replied in a low voice. "Then you should take your medicine now. Aunt Li and the others won't let you simmer for a while," Cuihuan continued.She looked around the house for the medicine jar.The medicine jar stood quietly at the foot of the bench.She continued: "I'll go and simmer the medicine for you to eat. If you're sick and don't take medicine, how can you be cured?" She stretched her waist and picked up the medicine jar. "If it doesn't work again tomorrow, I'd better invite another better doctor to see it, and I'll go and tell my elder brother," Shuhua said gently. "Yes. Miss San, please go back. I'll go and make medicine for Qian'er. I'll come out to serve the young master later," Cuihuan said to Shuhua holding the pot of medicine. "Miss San, thank you very much, please go back," Qian'er said with difficulty moving her head on the bed. "I have never served you, but you came to see me. I am cured, and I will thank you again. Her weak eyes expressed deep gratitude. "You should breathe well. Cuihuan and the others will take care of you. Have you eaten anything?" Shuhua said kindly. "I didn't eat it. I really can't eat the food Mrs. Li brought me. I only eat some tea a day, and I often feel sick," Qian'er looked at Shuhua and said almost word for word. "Fourth aunt is too cruel," Shuhua complained unjustly.She changed her tone and said to Qian'er: "It doesn't matter, tell Cuihuan what you want to eat, and I'll ask someone to buy it for you. If you feel better tomorrow, I'll ask someone to cook some porridge for you." "Thank you Miss San, Miss San is so kind," Qian'er said gratefully.A little color began to show on her face.But then she said with a fearful expression: "But our fourth wife will definitely not agree. She knows she must be unhappy." Shuhua was taken aback when she heard the unexpected words.Cuihuan woke up next to her and said: "Miss San, you know the temper of the fourth wife. If you want to buy something for Qian'er, you have to give it to her secretly, and don't let the fourth wife know." "Okay, okay," Shuhua said one after another with a little carelessness in her heart.She instructed the patient a few more words, and followed Cuihuan out. They stepped over the threshold and had just taken three or four steps when they suddenly heard the sound of vomiting in the room.Cuihuan quickly stopped and said to Shuhua: "Miss San, please go back first. Wait for me to go in and see her." She left Shuhua, turned around and went to Qian'er's room by herself.The medicine jar was still in her hand. Standing in the yard, Shuhua sighed uncomfortably, then hurried up the stone steps and stepped into the threshold of Guitang.