Chapter 379 The taste of mother


    Meng Qianqian went to Liu Qingyun''s house and asked her the same question.


    Her answer is no different from Lu Yuan''s. Her grandmother may be able to relieve Shang Changle''s poison, but Wushan has rules that will not heal foreigners.


    Meng Qianqian and Lu Yuan became relatives, and they could be considered as members of their own tribe, but Shang Changle had no connection with Miaojiang in any case.


    "Can you let my grandmother be comfortable?"


    Meng Qianqian asked.


    Liu Qingyun lazily took off the bead hairpin from her bun: "It''s hard, my mother doesn''t get in and is absent-minded, otherwise she wouldn''t have never left Wushan."


    Meng Qianqian frowned secretly.


    It seems that Lu Yuan did not lie to her. Wushan does have such rules.


    Meng Qianqian looked down at her belly, and shook her head like a rattle for a while.


    No, absolutely not! -


    Meng Qianqian took Niangzi Yan''s medicine to Shang Changle''s room.


    Shang Wuyou was still standing in front of the bed.


    Just now, Mrs. Yan''s words caused a huge impact on him, and he needed time to sort out and accept it.


    Meng Qianqian did not force him, but walked slowly to the bed and whispered: "Changle''s high fever will last for three or five days. I will stay here to take care of her. You can go back to your room to rest and come to change me during the day. If you are not at ease, I will have someone to set up a bamboo bed for you, but you can only put it in the outer room."


    She will wipe Changle''s body in a while. Even though Wuyou is his biological brother, she has to avoid suspicion.


    Shang Wuyou whispered: "Let me have a bamboo bed."


    Meng Qianqian asked her servant to set up a bamboo bed and lay a bedding for Shang Wuyou in the outer room.


    Shang Wuyou stayed in front of his sister''s bed until dark, and then he consciously lay down on the bamboo bed.


    He didn''t fall asleep.


    He just opened his eyes and kept repeating Madam Yan''s words in his mind.


    He and his sister were not born to their parents, they were descendants of the business.


    My sister was poisoned by the man he called her father for more than ten years, and his life was taken to the Medicine King Valley for the medicine.


    "This is not true...No..."


    He closed his swollen eyes and pinched his fingers little by little.


    At night, Banxia brought the food box into the house.


    She first saw Shang Wuyou who had fallen asleep on the bamboo bed, walked over and covered half of the quilt back on Shang Wuyou''s body, and then gently slammed the curtain into the inner room.


    Meng Qianqian had just finished exerting an injection to Shang Changle.


    Banxia put the food box on the table: "Miss, is the second lady better?"


    Meng Qianqian put away the silver needle and looked at the sleeping Shang Changle softly: "It''s better."


    She fed Shang Changle the medicine given by Mrs. Yan, and the chronic poison in her body was temporarily controlled. What troubled her now was the wind and cold.


    Banxia opened the food box: "Miss, you didn''t eat much at night. Madam Du cooked dumplings, so you can eat some while it''s hot."


    Meng Qianqian was indeed hungry now and walked to the table to sit down.


    Banxia brought out the dumplings and brought a basin to Meng Qianqian to wash her hands.


    Meng Qianqian took a shower and asked, "Where is Wuyou?"


    Banxia whispered: "Young Master is asleep. Do you want to wake up the young master and eat together?"


    Meng Qianqian said, "No, he should have no appetite now. When he wakes up, let Madam Du make some food for him."


    “Hey.”


    Banxia responded and handed Meng Qianqian a clean handkerchief. After Meng Qianqian finished wiping it, she took the handkerchief and the water basin together.


    Meng Qianqian ate a plate of dumplings completely, and after eating them, she was puzzled.


    "Is it so edible?"


    “…Yes, I’m exhausted.”


    She finished speaking in a low voice and silently put down her chopsticks.


    Meng Qianqian took care of Shang Changle for three days in disguise.


    During this period, Shang Wuyou stayed in the outer room and only went in and sat for a while when his sister woke up.


    As soon as my sister slept, he came out immediately.


    It seems that I don’t want to stay with Meng Qianqian for a moment.


    If it were Meng Qianqian in the past, she might feel uncomfortable with her brother''s alienation, but since she was enlightened by King Miao, Meng Qianqian felt that she would be content with her twins.


    There were no unnecessary expectations and requirements, but instead she felt much more relaxed and comfortable.


    On the night of the third day, Shang Changle''s fever subsided and his appetite improved.


    “So hungry.”


    She lay on the bed and looked at Meng Qianqian and said.


    Meng Qianqian smiled slightly and brushed off her cheeks: "What do Changle wants to eat?"


    "sweet dumpling."


    Shang Changle said.


    Meng Qianqian smiled: "Sesame stuffing, red bean stuffing, and peanut stuffing, come a little each? Have another egg?"


    Shang Changle nodded obediently.


    Perhaps because I knew that the person who took care of me in front of the bed these days was Meng Qianqian, my unfamiliarity with Meng Qianqian almost disappeared.


    Her eyes at Meng Qianqian at this time were the same as Baoshu.


    Meng Qianqian suddenly understood why her daughter always attracted people more pain than a boy. Look at her dependent eyes, who doesn’t want to hold it in her palm and feel distressed?


    Meng Qianqian pinched her face, she was more cute than your brother.


    Madam Du quickly cooked the dumplings and cooked a bowl for Shang Wuyou.


    "Why is mine different from my sister''s?"


    Shang Wuyou asked.


    Meng Qianqian said, "You don''t like sweet foods, your dumplings are meat filling."


    Shang Wuyou was surprised: "Sister, did you tell her?"


    Shang Changle shook his head.


    Meng Qianqian said lightly: "Is it difficult to observe you?"


    Shang Wuyou was choked.


    Shang Changle ate dumplings, and as he ate, his eyes turned red.


    Seeing this, Meng Qianqian asked her softly, "Changle, what''s wrong?" She sat on the left side of the candlestick, and the warm yellow candlelight fell on her side. Shang Changle''s vision was blurred by tears. In a trance, she saw the figure buried deep in her memory through Meng Qianqian.


    Meng Qianqian''s gentle voice and Meng Qianqian''s caring tone made her feel familiar.


    “I…I ate it when I was a kid.”


    Shang Changle said with a sob.


    Shang Wuyou said, "Of course you have eaten it. We eat dumplings every year in Qianji Pavilion."


    "Not a dumpling..." Shang Changle looked at Tangxin eggs that had been bitten half from the spoon, "Tangxin..."


    Meng Qianqian''s nose is sore.


    Her father was in the military camp all year round, and her mother treated her very harshly, so she asked her to practice martial arts and study medicine.


    When she wanted to be lazy, she pretended to be sick and hid in her second aunt''s house.


    Second aunt would ask someone to boil soft-boiled eggs with brown sugar water.


    Her habit of eating soft-boiled eggs has not changed since she was reborn.


    Madam Du has always cooked it according to her preferences.


    When my second aunt was alive, I thought she had cooked it for her two children, but I didn’t expect Changle to remember this taste.


    Shang Changle finished the dumplings with tears in his eyes.


    Shang Wuyou was so panicked that it didn''t matter how he was held hostage by others, but he would never be able to stand his sister for suffering.


    If there is only one person in the world who can make him willing to die, then this person must be Changle.


    Meng Qianqian waited until Shang Changle calmed down a little, and then she thought about the important matter: "Changle, since you are awake, there is something I want to discuss with you and Wuyou."


    Shang Wuyou said coldly: "If you have anything, it''s enough to tell me, don''t get involved in my sister!"


    This child is still full of vigilance about himself.


    Meng Qianqian said seriously: "Your sister has the right to know the truth and also has the right to make choices for her future."


    Shang Wuyou stood up and said, "I don''t allow you to talk nonsense in front of her!"


    "elder brother."


    Shang Changle pulled his sleeve and whispered, "I heard what Elder Yan said to you the day he came here."


    Shang Wuyou was shocked: "Changle, you..."


    Shang Changle smiled weakly: "You don''t have to hide it from me, it''s okay for me."


    Shang Wuyou frowned and said, "Sister, what Elder Yan said may not be the truth. Elder Yan has a close relationship with the Governor''s Office. Maybe she was also bribed, so she helped the Governor''s Office to provoke our relationship with Qianji Pavilion."


    Shang Changle smiled and said, "Brother, I knew about me being drugged."


    Shang Wuyou was stunned: "When...why didn''t you tell me?"


    Shang Changle said: "I don''t want my brother to be in danger, so I can only pretend not to know."


    Meng Qianqian looked at Shang Changle deeply and asked thoughtfully, "Changle, have you ever asked the owner of Qianji Pavilion to not drug your brother?"


    Shang Wuyouru was struck by lightning: "Changle, is what she said true?"


    Shang Changle lowered his head and did not answer.


    Shang Wuyou staggered and shook his body. He couldn''t believe that his sister had made such a great sacrifice, and as his brother, he knew nothing about it.


    Meng Qianqian said seriously, "Wuyou, do you understand now? The truth that your father doesn''t drug you is because your own sister carries everything. Do you still have to continue to be stubborn and continue to recognize the thief as your father?"


    Shang Wuyou felt that the sky above his head had collapsed.


    He fell on the stool in a mess.


    He may not listen to Meng Qianqian''s words.


    He could not believe Elder Yan’s words.


    But Changle is his sister!


    Meng Qianqian looked at Shang Wuyou calmly: "Have you calmed down? I''ll tell you how to cure Changle."


    Shang Wuyou clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging blow and emotions back to his heart: "You said."


    Meng Qianqian said, "Miss Yan gave me three medicines, so I can ensure that Changle is safe for three months. I plan to take Changle to Miaojiang to find the Miaojiang Saint to detoxify Changle."


    Shang Wuyou frowned: "The Miaojiang goddess never treats foreigners."


    Boy, I know a lot.


    Meng Qianqian glanced at him: "I will find a way. If the March period arrives and I still cannot cure Changle, I will send Changle back to Qianji Pavilion."


    I thought of any retreat, and Shang Wuyou didn’t even want to pick on it.


    Meng Qianqian looked at Shang Changle again and said softly: "Changle, it is cold to Miaojiang, and the road will be very hard. Would you like to go with me?"


    "Um."


    Shang Changle nodded.


    Meng Qianqian touched Shang Changle''s head in a doting way: "Okay, that''s all. When I handle some of the things at hand, I will set off for Miaojiang immediately."


    "You haven''t asked me yet."


    Shang Wuyou discovered it.


    This woman has completely different attitudes towards herself and her sister.


    Meng Qianqian said casually: "What are you asking? I took Changle to treat my illness, not to take you. If you want to follow me, I don''t object, I don''t want to go, and I don''t force you."


    After saying that, she touched Changle''s head again, got up and walked out.


    Shang Wuyou gritted his teeth in anger: "Are you afraid that I will return to Qianji Pavilion?"


    "what ever."


    Meng Qianqian went out without looking back.


    Shang Wuyou was so angry that he was half-expected.


    Shang Changle couldn''t help laughing when he saw his brother''s furious look.


    Shang Wuyou asked resentfully, "Why are you laughing?"


    Shang Changle smiled and said, "Brother, are you jealous?"


    "How is that possible?"


    Shang Wuyou was really not jealous, but he didn''t know what was wrong. That woman was different from the people he met, and she could always make him angry easily.


    He sighed and asked, "Sister, are you really planning to go to Miaojiang with her?"


    Shang Changle said seriously: "Brother, I want to go, she... has the smell of mother. It doesn''t matter if it doesn''t cure it. I want to smell more of mother before I die."


    Three thousand words of chapter, ahhhh, I''m going to be late again in class! !