novelraw Chapter 379: Mother's taste
Chapter 379: Mother's taste
Chapter 379 Mother’s Taste
Meng Qianqian went to Liu Qingyun's house and asked her the same question.
Her answer was no different from Lu Yuan's. Grandma might be able to cure Shang Changle's poison, but Wushan had rules and did not treat foreigners.
Meng Qianqian and Lu Yuan were married and could be considered members of the same clan, but Shang Changle had nothing to do with Miao Jiang anyway.
"Can you please grandma be accommodating?"
Meng Qianqian asked.
Liu Qingyun lazily took off the beaded hairpin from her bun: "It's difficult, my mother is a person who doesn't have a lot of money and salt, and she's clinging to death, otherwise she wouldn't have never left Wushan."
Meng Qianqian frowned secretly.
It seemed that Lu Yuan didn't lie to her. Wushan did have such a rule.
Meng Qianqian looked down at her belly, and after a while, she shook her head like a rattle.
No, absolutely not! -
Meng Qianqian took Lady Yan's medicine to Shang Changle's room.
Shang Wuyou still stayed in front of the bed.
Lady Yan's words just now had a huge impact on him, and he needed time to sort out and accept them.
Meng Qianqian did not force him, but walked slowly to the bed and said softly: "Changle's high fever will come back for three to five days. I will stay here to take care of her. You can go back to the room to rest. Come to me during the day. If you Don’t worry, I’ll have someone build a bamboo bed for you, but it can only be placed in the outer room.”
After a while, she was going to protect Chang Le. Even though Wuyou was her biological brother, she had to avoid suspicion.
Shang Wuyou whispered: "Give me a bamboo bed."
Meng Qianqian asked her servants to set up a bamboo bed and quilt for Shang Wuyou in the outer room.
Shang Wuyou stayed in front of his sister's bed until dark, then he went to lie down on the bamboo bed of his own accord.
He didn't fall asleep.
He just kept his eyes open, repeating Lady Yan's words in his mind.
He and his sister are not his parents' biological children, they are descendants of merchants.
His sister was poisoned by the man he had called her father for more than ten years, and his life was taken to Yaowang Valley to exchange for the medicine.
"It's not true... it's not..."
He closed his red and swollen eyes and tightened his fingers little by little.
At night, Banxia entered the house carrying a food box.
She first saw Shang Wuyou sleeping on the bamboo bed, walked over and put the half-off quilt back on Shang Wuyou, then gently opened the curtain and entered the back room.
Meng Qianqian had just finished giving the injection to Shang Changle.
Banxia put the food box on the table: "Miss, is the second lady feeling better?"
Meng Qianqian put away the silver needle and looked at the sleeping Shang Changle softly: "It's better."
She gave Shang Changle the medicine given by Madam Yan, and the chronic poison in her body was temporarily under control. What troubled her now was the cold.
Banxia opened the food box: "Miss, you didn't eat much tonight. Mrs. Du cooked the dumplings. Eat some while they're hot."
Meng Qianqian was indeed hungry now, so she walked to the table and sat down.
Banxia took out the dumplings and brought a basin for Meng Qianqian to wash her hands.
Meng Qianqian washed herself and asked, "Where is Wuyou?"
Banxia whispered: "The young master is asleep. Do you want to wake him up and eat together?"
Meng Qianqian said: "No need, he should have lost his appetite right now. Let Madam Du make him something to eat when he wakes up."
"Eh."
Banxia agreed and handed Meng Qianqian a clean handkerchief. After Meng Qianqian finished wiping it, she took the handkerchief down with the basin.
Meng Qianqian ate a plate of dumplings cleanly, feeling puzzled after finishing the meal.
"Is it so edible?"
"...too, exhausted."
She whispered and silently put down her chopsticks.
Meng Qianqian took care of Shang Changle for three days.
During this time, Shang Wuyou stayed in the outer room. Only when his sister woke up did he go in and sit for a short while.
As soon as his sister fell asleep, he came out immediately.
It was as if she didn't want to spend any more time with Meng Qianqian.
In the past, Meng Qianqian might have felt uncomfortable with her brother's alienation, but since being enlightened by King Miao, Meng Qianqian felt that she would be content if the twins could live.
There were no unnecessary expectations and requirements, which made her feel much more relaxed.
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 the hair from her cheek: "What would Changle want to eat?"
"sweet dumpling."
Shang Changle said.
Meng Qianqian smiled: "Sesame stuffing, red bean stuffing, peanut stuffing, a little each? How about another egg?"
Shang Changle nodded obediently.
Perhaps because he knew that the person taking care of him in bed these days was Meng Qianqian, the strangeness towards Meng Qianqian in his heart almost disappeared.
The way she looked at Meng Qianqian was the same as Baoshu's.
Meng Qianqian suddenly understood why girls are always more painful than boys. Look at those dependent eyes, who wouldn't want to hold them in the palm of their hands and feel pain after looking at them?
Meng Qianqian pinched her cheek, she is cuter than your brother.
Madam Du quickly cooked the glutinous rice **** 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 things, your glutinous rice **** are stuffed with meat."
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 choked.
Shang Changle ate glutinous rice balls, his eyes became red as he ate.
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 the side of her face. Shang Changle's vision was blurred by tears, and in a trance, through Meng Qianqian saw the figure buried deep in her memory.
Meng Qianqian's gentle voice and Meng Qianqian's caring tone all felt familiar to her.
"I... I ate it when I was a kid."
Shang Changle choked with tears.
Shang Wuyou said: "Of course you have eaten it. We eat glutinous rice **** every year in Qianji Pavilion."
"It's not glutinous rice balls..." Shang Changle looked at the half-bitten sugar-filled eggs on the spoon, "Tangyuan..."
The tip of Meng Qianqian's nose was sour.
Her father was in the military camp all year round, and her mother treated her very harshly, making her practice martial arts and medicine.
When she wanted to be lazy, she would pretend to be sick and hide in her second aunt's house.
The second aunt would ask someone to boil soft-boiled eggs in brown sugar water for her.
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Her habit of eating soft-boiled eggs has not changed since her rebirth.
Mrs. Du always cooks according to her preferences.
When the second aunt was alive, she probably cooked it for her two children. Unexpectedly, Changle remembered the taste.
Shang Changle finished the glutinous rice **** with tears.
Shang Wuyou was extremely panicked. It didn't matter how he was held hostage, but he absolutely did not want to see his sister suffer.
If there is only one person in the world who can make him willing to die, then this person must be Chang Le.
Meng Qianqian waited until Shang Changle calmed down a bit before talking about the business carefully: "Changle, since you're awake, there's something I want to discuss with you and Wuyou."
Shang Wuyou said coldly: "If anything happens, just tell me. There's no need to involve my sister!"
This child is still wary of himself.
Meng Qianqian said sternly: "Your sister has the right to know the truth and the right to make choices for her own future."
Shang Wuyou stood up quickly: "I won't allow you to talk nonsense in front of her!"
"elder brother."
Shang Changle pulled his sleeve and said softly, "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 with 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 Mansion. Maybe she was bribed to help the Governor's Mansion sow discord between us and Qianji Pavilion."
Shang Changle smiled and said, "Brother, I already knew that I was drugged."
Shang Wuyou was stunned: "You... when did you... why didn't you tell me?"
Chief Shang said happily: "I don't want my brother to be in danger, so I can only pretend not to know."
Meng Qianqian took a deep look at Shang Changle and asked thoughtfully: "Changle, have you asked the master of Qianji Pavilion not to drug your brother?"
Shang Wuyou felt like he was struck by lightning: "Chang Le, is what she said true?"
Shang Changle lowered his head and did not answer.
Shang Wuyou stumbled and swayed. He couldn't believe that his sister had made such a big sacrifice, but as his brother, he didn't know anything about it.
Meng Qianqian said sternly: "Wuyou, do you understand now? The truth in your mouth that your father didn't drug you was because your biological sister was responsible for everything. Are you going to continue to be stubborn and continue to regard the thief as your father?"
Shang Wuyou felt that the sky above his head had collapsed.
He fell down on the stool in embarrassment.
He didn't have to listen to Meng Qianqian's words.
He could not believe what Elder Yan said.
But Changle is his sister!
Meng Qianqian looked at Shang Wuyou calmly: "Have you calmed down? Calm down. Let me tell you how to cure Changle."
Shang Wuyou clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging shock and emotions in his heart: "You say it."
Meng Qianqian said: "Ms. Yan gave me three pills to keep Chang Le safe for three months. I plan to take Chang Le to Miao territory and find the saint of Miao territory to detoxify Chang Le."
Shang Wuyou frowned: "The Miao goddess never heals foreigners."
Boy, you know a lot.
Meng Qianqian glanced at him: "I will find a way. If Changle still cannot be cured by the three-month period, I will send Changle back to Qianji Pavilion."
Shang Wuyou had thought of every possible escape route, and even if he wanted to find fault, Shang Wuyou couldn't.
Meng Qianqian looked at Shang Changle again and said softly: "Changle, we are going to Miao territory. The weather is cold and the road will be very hard. Are you willing to come with me?"
"Um."
Shang Changle nodded.
Meng Qianqian patted Shang Changle's head lovingly: "Okay, it's settled. As soon as I handle some matters at hand, I will leave for Miao territory."
"You haven't asked me yet."
Shang Wuyou discovered it.
This woman has completely different attitudes toward herself and her sister.
Meng Qianqian said nonchalantly: "What am I asking you for? I am taking Changle for medical treatment, not you. If you want to follow, I have no objection. I don't want to go, and I won't force you."
After saying that, she touched Chang Le's head again, got up and walked out.
Shang Wuyou gritted his teeth in anger: "You--you're not afraid of me returning to Qianji Pavilion?"
"what ever."
Meng Qianqian went out without looking back.
Shang Wuyou was so angry that he was half dead.
Shang Changle couldn't help but laugh when he saw his brother's hairy appearance.
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, do you really plan to go to Miao territory with her?"
Shang Changle said seriously: "Brother, I want to go. She smells like my mother. It doesn't matter if she can't be cured. I want to smell my mother's smell more before I die."
A big chapter of three thousand words, ah ah, I’m going to be late for class again! !