Chapter 21

"Elder sister, don't cry, I really didn't mean it..." Zheng Qiu persuaded for a long time, and finally made the elder sister stop crying. He helped the elder sister back to the bed, and handed the porridge bowl to the elder sister.

"Eldest sister, drink porridge." But the elder sister glanced at the porridge bowl and turned her head away.

"Master, your body will not be able to hold on if you don't eat." The elder sister ignored him.

"Eldest sister, is it because you are not hungry now and don't want to eat?" The elder sister still ignored him.

Zheng Qiu scratched his head, and put the bowl on the low bedside cabinet: "Is the porridge cold, then I'll put this bowl here first, and I'll get another hot one right away."

After Zheng Qiu left, the eldest sister looked at the porridge bowl, her nose felt a little sore, she waved her hand to sweep the bowl to the ground, but she stopped when she reached the bowl. After hesitating for a long time, she raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes, and the elder sister finally picked up the bowl.

"Master, the hot porridge is here!" Zheng Qiu entered the room with the porridge bowl, and found that the elder sister had already drank the porridge.

"Hehe, I knew that Senior Sister was not hungry just now. Then I will keep this bowl. If you are not full, Senior Sister, you can have another bowl." After finishing speaking, Zheng Qiu packed up the empty bowl and went out in a hurry.

However, after eating this porridge, the elder sister never spoke again. Whether facing Zheng Qiu, Zheng Qiu's mother, or the master, the eldest sister kept her mouth tightly shut and refused to utter a word.

Zheng Qiu's mother said that she would only hum a few times because of the pain when changing the dressing. Zheng Qiu asked the master what to do, and the master told him that the elder sister had a heart disease, which could only be treated with heart medicine, and the master didn't know what the heart medicine was.

A few days later, Zheng Qiu's father brought back a chair from the carpenter's shop. There were four iron hooped wheels on the chair, two small at the front and two large at the back. Father said it was called a wheelchair, and he made it himself when he found time, and asked Zheng Qiu to send it to the elder sister.

Zheng Qiu pushed the wheelchair to the bed: "Master, this is a wheelchair made by my father. Is it okay? Do you like it?"

The elder sister looked at the wheelchair, her nose was sore, tears kept pouring out of her eyes, she quickly closed her eyes and turned her head away.

Seeing that the senior sister was so sad, Zheng Qiu felt very sad, as if a big rock was blocked. But what if you don't need a wheelchair, the eldest sister can't stay in bed all her life.

"Eldest sister, you, don't be like this. Look, with this wheelchair, I can push you wherever you want, and you just need to sit. Elder sister, really, not only me, but my family members can help You push the wheelchair..."

As he talked, Zheng Qiu's voice became lower and lower, and in the end, he was about to cry himself. Rubbing his nose, Zheng Qiu, unable to speak, pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the bed, and left the room silently with his head down.

"What can we do? This calculation is not enough." At noon the next day, Zheng Qiu's mother was talking with the master outside the kitchen. Zheng Qiu's mother was pinching a piece of paper, looking left and right with a sad expression on her face.

"Brothers and sisters, don't worry, there must be a way."

"How can I not be in a hurry, the carpenter's shop is so busy, I can't let the child's father work more. Now even if the eldest son earns by burning bricks, it is not enough for the medicine."

"Don't worry, don't worry." The master kept scratching his head while persuading him, and a lot of white hair was pulled out. He never had to worry about this kind of thing in the mountains before, but now a penny can be difficult for a hero, he really has no experience in this area.

"I can help too!" Zheng Qiu's voice suddenly sounded behind the master.

"Good apprentice, when did you come here?"

"I'll come to the kitchen to get lunch for the eldest sister." Zheng Qiu patted his chest, "Mother, master, I can also go to earn money."

"Son, you are too young, don't get involved in this matter."

"I'm not young. I'll be ten years old after the New Year's Eve. Big brother can make money, so of course I can."

The master smiled: "You are so small, what can you do?"

Zheng Qiu tilted his head and thought for a while,

He replied: "I can go to the restaurant in the town to serve the dishes, don't I also serve the elder sister every day now?"

Mother nodded: "That's a way. Your elder brother seems to know a restaurant owner. I'll ask him to ask."

Zheng Qiu thought for a while and then said: "Mother, you used to weave clothes very well, you made all the winter clothes for elder brother."

The mother's eyes lit up: "Yes, this is also a way."

She patted her son's head and turned to the master, "Brother Zheng, your son is right. I can weave clothes, but I'm buying fabrics and selling clothes..."

The master waved his hand to interrupt her: "Don't talk about it, it's on the elder brother. It's no problem to buy and sell things, the elder brother will."

After discussing a solution, the mother brought out the meal and handed it to Zheng Qiu, telling him to send it quickly.

"Master, let's eat!" Zheng Qiu walked into the room and found that the elder sister was actually sitting in a wheelchair.

He put all the meals on the table, and asked with his mouth: "Master, did you sit in the wheelchair by yourself? How is it, is it okay?"

"Yaotong." The elder sister spoke suddenly, startling Zheng Qiu, his body swayed, and almost knocked over the vegetables.

"Master, you are finally willing to speak!"

"Yaotong, what's your name?"

"Elder Sister, my name is Zheng Qiu, the name given by the master."

"Zheng Qiu, Zheng Qiu," the elder sister sighed, "don't call me elder sister, call me Yunyou, there is no elder elder sister anymore."

"Master..." Seeing the senior sister shaking her head, Zheng Qiu quickly changed her words, "Yun, sister Yunyou. Sister Yunyou, let's eat." Zheng Qiu pushed the wheelchair to the table and put the bowl and chopsticks into Yunyou's hands: " Sister Yunyou, eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Yunyou nodded slightly, took the chopsticks and put two mouthfuls of rice into her mouth. After she didn't eat much, she sighed again: "Zheng Qiu, I'm the one who dragged you down."

"Drag? No, no, how could it be a drag." Zheng Qiu kept shaking his head.

"In order for me to change my medicine, you are desperately earning money, and now..."

"Sister Yunyou, do you know?" Zheng Qiu looked down at the wheelchair and suddenly thought, "Sister Yunyou, you just left the house."

Seeing her nodding, Zheng Qiu patted her chest and said, "Sister Yunyou, you are my sister now, and my family. Don't worry, the problem of medical expenses will be resolved, and I will never leave you alone."

Hearing this, Yunyou lowered her head and stared at the bowl. After a while, she sniffed and raised her hand to wipe her eyes: "Zheng Qiu, thank you, thank you all."

After lunch, Yunyou asked Zheng Qiu to push her to the river, raised her head and looked upstream, and all she could see was the rolling green hills.

After looking at it for a long time, Yunyou said, "Zheng Qiu, bring that rag."

Zheng Qiu went back to the house to fetch the clothes and handed them to Yunyou. Yunyou picked up the clothes, and gently stroked every pattern and brocade thread with her hands.

"You are the youngest Qi Condensation Realm in Zongli, and you are also the disciple with the greatest potential in Zongli."

"Have you forgotten what I said, go quickly, or it will be too late if you don't go."

"Yunyou, let's go. Don't forget what I gave you."

She closed her eyes, tears slid down her cheeks, and swung her hands tightly to the distance.

The broken white clothes and the printed red skirt, like the colorful broken wings of a butterfly, floated into the river.

"Zheng Qiu, go back."