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Chang'an heard the sound and immediately ran into the house.

Through the small window, she saw a person whose face could not be seen clearly lying on the dark earthen bed.

"Uncle." Chang'an lay on the bedside and looked at the man: "I, I am Chang'an."

The young man smiled slightly, covered his mouth and nose with the quilt, and said in a sad voice: "It turns out to be Chang'an, cough cough cough. Is the eldest sister back too?"

At this time, the eldest sister came back with Chang'an. It must have been her parents who asked someone to deliver the letter, right? As expected, he was soon to die.

Changan shook his head: "Auntie didn't, didn't come."

She stood on tiptoes to see the boy clearly and asked, "Uncle, are you, are you sick?"

The young man hummed softly and coughed a few times, suppressing the itching in his throat. His chest rose and fell violently, and there was a strange whistling sound in his breathing.

Chang'an frowned when he saw his uncle like this, stretched out his little hand and looked at it for a while.

The little Miao Miao in the palm of her hand still had three leaves and a small spore. She originally wanted to keep them to save her father, but...

She glanced at the boy.

My uncle is also sick, more serious than Brother Goudan before. What should I do?

Otherwise, let Xiao Zhuzhu cure her uncle first, then try to imitate the rooster crow, and when she sees the little fish and fish, she will sing to them, and the fish will definitely throw Xiao Zhuzhu to her.

Chang'an felt that Yuyu asked her to imitate the rooster's ability, just to imitate the rooster's crow. This was very easy.

Thinking of this, Chang An became happy, tugged on the quilt and said, "Uncle, come over here."

Wu Zhonglou gasped and shook his head, saying weakly: "Chang'an, go out and play, don't get over your illness."

He kept covering his mouth and nose with the corners of his quilt, just to avoid his coughs splattering on the little baby.

Chang'an was anxious and tried his best to climb up the earthen bed: "Uncle, treat, cure the disease."

At this time, old man Wu walked in, grabbed Chang'an and said, "Chang'an, come out and play. The dough will be gone soon."

Chang'an was led out of the back room by Aweng and sat down at the small wooden table.

She didn't see Brother Goudan around, so she couldn't help but become anxious.

Old man Wu patted Chang'an and said, "The child is sleeping in the east room."

The east room was also the room where the old man and his wife lived. Changan ran over and saw Goudan lying on the kang, covered with a quilt, snoring and sleeping soundly.

The big cat Huahua curled up next to him, also sleeping soundly.

For some reason, Changan felt sleepy when he saw the two of them sleeping.

"Chang, Chang'an is sleeping too." Chang'an wanted to climb onto the kang.

She had walked such a long distance, and now she was tired and wanted to sleep.

Old man Wu touched her head and said lovingly: "Let's go to bed after eating gnocchi."

Chang An nodded and sat down at the small table again.

By the time Old Man Wu came over with the noodle bowl, the little baby was already asleep on the table.

Old man Wu nodded her forehead and said softly: "Chang'an, open your mouth and take a bite before going to sleep."

Chang An hummed, closed his eyes and opened his mouth. After taking a bite of gnocchi, he actually started snoring.

Old man Wu was afraid that the child would be frozen, so he quickly took her into the house, placed her at Goudan's feet, and covered her with a quilt.

After taking the bowl of gnocchi to his son's room, Old Man Wu touched his son's forehead and felt anxious when he saw that it was still very hot.

"Chonglou, get up and have some noodle soup."

Wu Zhonglou shook his head.

He couldn't eat anything.

Old man Wu sighed and took the noodle bowl back.

At this time, my wife Sun came back.

The old lady was less than fifty, but she had white hair. Her dress was patched with patches. In such a cold weather, she wore a pair of muddy straw sandals.

She put the basket of herbs on the ground and looked around: "Why did I hear from Yao's daughter-in-law that Xiuying is back?"

"It's not Xiuying who's back, it's Chang'an who came to our house with a six- or seven-year-old kid." Old man Wu bent down and rummaged through the herbs in his backpack.

Sun sat on a low stool, took a sickle to cut the thick mud on the soles of his feet, and asked, "Where are the people from Chang'an?"

"Slept in the house."

Old man Wu picked out a few herbs and said, "There are gnocchi in the pot and they are still hot. You eat some gnocchi first, and I will decoct the medicine."

The family doesn't even have a copper coin now. The medicine that my son usually takes is collected in the wild by himself. Tomorrow he will go to Tieniu Town to get medicine, and he has to borrow some from others. Alas, when will days like this end? .

Old Mrs. Sun hummed and scraped off the thick yellow mud on the soles of her shoes, then got up and went to see Chang An in the house.

In the dim room, two little dolls were sleeping deeply, and the big cat with gray and black patterns was curled up next to Chang'an.

It was getting dark now, so Sun lit the oil lamp with a flint and carried it to the main room.

"Master, how do you think Chang'an found our family?" Mrs. Sun went to the stove to put a bowl of noodle soup and took a sip.

Old man Wu was washing the herbal roots and stuffing them into medicine jars. "She has been here several times, so she naturally knows the way."

"How old is she? How can she remember the way?" Ms. Sun didn't believe it.

"Hey, I don't know if my daughter and Sanshun know that Chang'an has come to our place. If they don't know, they will be very anxious."

Old man Wu lit a fire to cook the medicine and said, "I'll ask Yao'er to go to Songjiacun tomorrow and send Chang'an back."

Mrs. Sun nodded, finished the soup in the bowl, picked up the oil lamp and went to the west room to check on her son.

Let’s talk about Song Sanshun.

When he and his wife came back from the fields, they saw Qiaoer being beaten with a broom by Qian.

Qiaoer cried loudly and said: "Goudan said that she and Chang'an would go find her father. I don't know what's going on? Mother, please stop fighting."

Sanshun and Wu frowned when they heard this, and immediately dropped the poles and baskets in their hands and ran over to pull Qian away.

"Sister-in-law, if you have something to say, why are you beating the child?" Mrs. Wu took the broom from Sister-in-law Qian's hand.

When Mrs. Qian saw Wu and Song Sanshun, she burst into tears and said, "Brothers and sisters, this is terrible. Goudan and Chang'an have gone somewhere. Lao Liu has gone looking for them with several people. Some people say they saw Goudan and Chang'an." The two of them left the village and headed towards the official road. Oh my god, what are we going to do? It's getting dark right now."

Qian cried heartbroken.

It was hard for her to raise this son, but if something went wrong, she wouldn't be able to survive.

Wu's mind was empty, and she immediately threw away her broom and ran home.

I searched everywhere at home, even looking under the basket, but there was no sign of Chang'an.

Wu felt her whole body go limp. She grabbed her husband's arm and her tears fell like broken beads: "Sanshun, Chang'an is not at home. Look for her quickly."

Song Sanshun also felt that his hands and feet were cold at this moment, so he rushed out of the house and ran towards the new house.

Mrs. Zhao and her daughter-in-law, who was holding Song Xiyue, were standing at the door watching the excitement. They snickered from time to time: "That little beast is indeed the evil star. The child of Song Laoliu's family was just sick, and she was the one who defeated him."

"I'm just wondering. Xiyue has already calculated that Goudan can't live to be seven years old, so how can he suddenly get better? He was waiting here." Little Zhao said with a smile.

Song Xiyue smiled slightly.

That bitch died of illness in his previous life, and Song Laoliu and his wife never gave birth to a son again.

Coupled with the severe drought that followed for three years, he and his wife died early, and Qiaoer was also sent to a family as a child bride.

I don’t know what happened in this life, but that bitch actually got better.

She thought it was because of her rebirth that the fate of that bitch had changed, but she didn't expect that he just died in a different way.

This is fine, if Goudan dies, it will be confirmed that Changan is a little evil star.