Chapter 8 Eight, full moon

The laughter of the dolls came from the courtyard, and the immature voices yelled: "Sister, give me one!" The sun is jumping and laughter is everywhere. Jun Wuyi sat quietly on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, watching them gently.A doll ran over: "Brother, you play with us too!" "My legs can't walk." Jun Wuyi smiled and patted her head. The baby looked at his snow-white skirt and touched his legs.Ye Fangting had already rushed over, Jun Wuyi shook her head, signaling her not to be nervous. The baby stuck to his leg with a childish face: "My brother is so pitiful, can I play with my brother?"

Jun Wuyi was startled, as if suddenly recalling something from the past. "Tongtong, go and play by yourself, let your brother rest, and my sister will give you a candy." Ye Fangting quietly leaned into Doll's ear and said with a smile. Tongtong blinked her big eyes, clapped her hands and laughed straight away: "Is elder sister brother's bride?" Ye Fangting almost choked on his saliva. "Hey!" Ye Fangting pulled Tongtong aside and taught her seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, kid, my sister is my brother's subordinate." "What is a 'subordinate'?" Tongtong opened his eyes suspiciously.

"It's...the person who does things for others and receives a salary." "What is 'salary'?" Tongtong was even more confused. "The salary... is sugar, melon seeds, and bamboo dragonflies, all of which are bought by the salary!" "My sister listens to my brother, just like my mother listens to my father; my brother buys good things for my sister, just like my father buys good things for my mother." Tongtong tilted her head innocently. Ye Fangting had black lines all over his face, one head and two big. "A woman can be a bride only when she marries someone she can rely on for life." A gentle voice came from the side: "That man will treat her wholeheartedly, and won't let her cry, sigh, or be sad. In the world, you can get Everything, he is willing to give her with both hands."

Tongtong obviously didn't understand, so she already took the candy and happily went to play. The sun shone on Jun Wuyi's snow-white clothes, and there was also a sense of loneliness, lonely and warm. Ye Fangting looked at him in confusion, but couldn't see the trace of loss in his faint smile. Su Changshan walked into the courtyard carrying something: "Try it." A brand new wooden wheelchair probably took a lot of thought to make. "Use it first, I have a way to heal your leg." Su Changshan unceremoniously picked up Jun Wuwu and put him on the wheelchair: "Before this, you have to move around occasionally, otherwise your body will recover more slowly .”

Jun Wuyi grabbed Su Changshan's arm, adjusted his posture on the wheelchair cooperatively, and pushed the wheel with both hands—the sun was crushed under the wheel, like the time that never came back was crushed, leaving a deep impression.He looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be a smile on his eyelashes, but the smile was very far away. It's night, the stars are sparse and the moon is cool. Jun Wuyi sat alone in the courtyard, not knowing whether he was looking at the moon or his own shadow under the moonlight. A hand waved twice in front of him, covering the moon. "General," Ye Fangting leaned in front of him, "It's a bit sad not to be able to move freely, but you don't need to look at the moon every night, right?"

"I didn't look at the moon, but I just remembered some past events." Jun Wuyi said gently. "Su Tong said that he can cure your leg, so he will be able to do it—except for giving birth and cooking, there is nothing that guy can't do in this world." Ye Fangting touched his chin and said, "Oh, yes Although I felt that his self-confidence was lacking at the time, but he never let people down." "Yes." Jun Wuxin smiled. "Su Tong said that anyone who looks at the moon for more than a minute is lonely." Ye Fangting looked at him. "yes."

"You have friends like us who share life and death with you, so what's so lonely?" "yes." "General!" Ye Fangting suddenly pinched Jun Wuyi's face with both hands—Jun Wuyi's elegant face was ruthlessly ravaged by her into a funny grimace, and she shouted: "Wow, your face is so smooth, no more Miss Ben's fault." Jun Wuyi brushed her hand away, dumbfounded. "You don't listen to me well, you'll only be perfunctory, be careful with me—hehe~" Ye Fangting was very proud. The atmosphere was completely messed up by her, Jun Wuyi could only push the wheelchair towards the house.At the threshold, the wheels were slightly stagnant, and a hand was already exerting force from the side, allowing the wheelchair to enter the house smoothly.

"It's not that I wasn't lonely before, it's just that I didn't have time to be lonely, right?" Su Changshan pushed his wheelchair forward slowly. Jun Wuwu hesitated for a moment. It's not that I'm not lonely, it's just that I don't have time to be lonely—— "Since you think it's very boring to be idle," Su Changshan squatted down, lifted the robe covering his legs on the wheelchair, and checked the injury on the ankle: "It happens that you can start healing tomorrow. Three After a month, you can go to the ground." He spoke with such confidence, as if making a man with a broken hamstring walk is as easy as teaching a duck to swim.

But in fact—— three months later. "Wow, why do I still want to pick these weird herbs?" Ye Fangting, dressed as a villager, put down a big basket on his back: "It's already the eighty-seventh day!" The sky was high and the clouds were clear, and a few leaves poked their heads out of the basket comically. Su Changshan checked the medicinal herbs she picked one by one: "I won't need to go in three days. The medicinal materials must not be wrong at all, otherwise Jun Wuyi will be permanently disabled." Ye Fangting looked at him sadly, knowing that he never said anything wrong—but, with such a serious matter, how could he understate "lifetime disability" as common as "eating and going to the toilet"?

"You don't care about loyalty! Don't accidentally let my general really... Hey, disabled." Ye Fangting said the last two words with lingering fear. "At least I haven't made any mistakes so far." Su Changshan said without raising his head. Ye Fangting rubbed his chin and looked at him, no matter what serious matter fell into Su Tong's hands, he suddenly became as light as possible.But why does she feel a little uneasy in her heart? The smell of medicine is lingering in the house. Jun Wuyi sat on the bed, Su Changshan untied his wound, first applied the freshly pounded medicine, and then gently held his ankle, letting the internal force from his palm help the medicine evaporate.

"It doesn't hurt much anymore recently," Jun Wuwu asked, "Is this a good sign?" "It can only be said to be half a good phenomenon." Su Changshan said flatly: "You don't feel pain, it means that your wound is getting closer to healing, and it also means that it is getting closer to danger." "How to say?" "Injured tendons and bones, there is only one chance for treatment. Once the opportunity is over, the tendons and wounds will age, and I am afraid that even the best medical skills will not be able to take care of it. The previous treatment is important, but the key is whether it will succeed in the end. If the tendons are not truly Get up and you'll lose feeling in your legs." Jun Wuwu nodded: "I will be careful." There was a sudden noise outside the house, which seemed to be mixed with crying. "What's going on outside?" Jun Wuyi's heart shuddered inexplicably. "The dolls are fighting." Su Changshan said flatly, covering his feet with a quilt: "I'll go and see."