The reason why Xiaozhu Village is called Xiaozhu Village is because there are large bamboo forests around the village, some of which are native, but most of them were planted by the villagers themselves later.

In addition to the fields, most of the people in the village are like Uncle Fei. Most of them have the skills to make bamboo tools.

Therefore, although life is not considered wealthy, it is rare to be as poor as Uncle Fei's family.

Ye Xinyi had never been here, but said that he had entered the village and could not make a mistake by looking for the poorest family.

As expected, there was no need to ask for directions. He went straight to the broken and oldest yard. Looking through the wall of the courtyard that was only half a person high, he saw three thatched houses that were about to fall. In the yard, Uncle Fei was coughing and was still chopping bamboo strips under his hands.

When Uncle Fei went to Ye’s pharmacy for treatment, he met Ye Xinyi. Therefore, they knew each other. Ye Xinyi stepped forward and knocked on the wood door to explain his purpose, and was welcomed by Uncle Fei.

Uncle Fei was so thin that he was so thin that he was clenched deep, and his eyes were blue. He was obviously not yet in his forties, but he was as old as if he was about to die.

Although Ye Xinyi thought he was a little hard-hearted, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Uncle, my father accidentally broke his leg two days ago. Therefore, I am afraid that I will come to see you on behalf of him during this period. Look, it's a holiday now, and there is nothing. This is the mooncake I made myself, so don't dislike it."

The backpack was a bit heavy. It turned out that it was not just herbs, but also a bundle was covered under the grass. When I opened it, I found a box of mooncakes.

Uncle Fei couldn't help but waved his hands repeatedly, "If it weren't for Dr. Ye, I would have been buried long ago. You would have to take care of me on weekdays. How could this be done?"

"Uncle, it's just a few mooncakes, just don't dislike you. Uncle, my father made a special explanation when he came out and asked me to take your pulse." Ye Xinyi still remembers the serious matter of coming here.

The only table left in Uncle Fei's family was still intact, so Ye Xinyi and Uncle Fei moved to the table to see the doctor.

On the way, Ye Xinyi tried to prevent trouble, and deliberately passed away with Shen Yue first. Because of her previous experience, Miss Fei was very afraid of adult men, especially as young and strong as he was, she could not come to her, otherwise the madness would definitely occur again.

If she doesn't irritate her, she will just sit on the side, ignore anyone, and talk to herself. But if she gets crazy, she will yell and not say anything, and will beat and bite whenever she sees people. Then it will be troublesome.

Therefore, he naturally would not join in the fun when he knew that Miss Fei was locked in the house by Uncle Fei.

There was a cradle under the eaves. Uncle Fei was skillful and the cradle was exquisitely made. The basket was covered with old blue quilts. The child was lying on his head, basking in the sun, squinting his eyes, and gnawing his fingers.

This child should have been a hundred days old, but he looks like he is not as big as the boy who was just over a month old in Zhao Qingfeng's family two days ago. He is thin and small, but his eyes are particularly round and big. I wonder if it is because he knows that no one is coaxing him, so he doesn't make a noise or make a fuss. He is particularly well-behaved and so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.

Seeing someone looking at him by the cradle, he seemed quite excited. He whispered twice, waved his arms, and put his fingers into his mouth in a blink of an eye. He ate sweetly, and his eyes were rolling around.

Shen Yue stretched out a hand and he immediately grabbed...

Even though his hands were full of drool and wet, he didn't look disgusted at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, and a trace of smile appeared.

Ye Xinyi turned his head to take the distance for Uncle Fei to take his pulse and saw this rare scene.

Why can an executioner with bloody hands show such a gentle expression when facing a child he has never met before?

Chen Yue was very keen. He suddenly turned his head, but the girl had already withdrawn her gaze as if nothing had happened and turned to say something to Uncle Fei.

Chen Yue raised his eyebrows gently, turned around, gently shaking his fingers that were caught by the child. Listening to the child's "babbles" sound, the smile also rippled in his eyes.

His eyes turned around inadvertently, but it fell on a cloth tiger placed beside the child.

He raised his eyebrows and picked up the cloth tiger, as if he was extremely interested, and looked carefully.

"That was made by the child's mother. When she was awake, she probably remembered that she had a child, which was the only thing she made for the child with her own hands." A string of crisp sounds sounded behind her. Turning back, it was the girl's warm smile. The two smiles turned slightly, and they turned into wine with the autumn wind. They didn't drink, and they were also slightly drunk.

Chen Yuebo smiled with cold lips, and finally glanced at the cloth tiger, put it back in the cradle, lowered his head and looked at the child, "Although he was crazy and stupid, at least his mother was still by his side."

These words seemed to have a different meaning. Ye Xinyi raised his eyebrows. Before he could even find out, Chen Yue had already asked the others with a faint smile, "Have you finished the diagnosis?"

Ye Xinyi nodded, and the two of them said goodbye to Uncle Fei, left Xiaozhu Village, and walked back to the city in the afterglow of the sunset.

Unexpectedly, it was quite fashionable and early to go out. In a blink of an eye, most of the day passed. There were only a lot of heavy clouds in the sky. It was really as Shen Yue said, and it would change the sky.

"The girl seems a little depressed, why?" Chen Yue asked softly when he walked away from Xiaozhu Village.

Ye Xinyi's heart sank slightly. She said nothing, and even the smile on her face was the same as before. How did he realize that she was depressed?

Think about it, how can it not be shocking?

However, it is not surprising that when I think of the purgatory prison of the Jinyiwei, some of them are good at guessing people's hearts.

After a moment of heart, Ye Xinyi smiled and said, "Uncle Fei's illness is not very good. My father originally thought of taking a different sword and using ancient formula to try it for him, but, there was some risk, and I just discussed it with Uncle Fei..."

"He doesn't agree?" Chen Yue raised his eyebrows, not very surprised.

"Yes, Uncle Fei is unwilling to take risks. He said that it would be better to have one day and live one day. He can still make more money for his daughter and grandson in his last days and find a place to entrust him."

"It can be understood. Everyone has their own ideas, and no one can force them. You and Dr. Ye have tried your best. In the future, it will be his own choice."

Ye Xinyi turned his head to look at him, as if he was a little surprised. Is he comforting her?

But...how is it possible?

What is his intention? Or is he testing her?

When she was thinking, she couldn't help but stop. Chen Yue stopped and turned to look at her strangely.

Ye Xinyi smiled in a blink of an eye and followed quickly.

Chen Yue sent Ye Xinyi all the way to the Ye family's medicine shop, then stopped, took off the basket on his back, and handed it to Ye Xinyi.

"Mr. Shen, I haven't taken your pulse for you yet..." He followed her all day today, wasn't he just using this as an excuse?

"It's a bit too late today. I'll come to trouble Miss Ye again next time."

Sure enough, he refused.

Ye Xinyi sneered in his heart.

"Sister, are you back?" Ye Xinyi was about to send the plague god away with two slow words, but Ye Songlan's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Chapter completed!