"Who?"

As the rhythmic knocking sound ended, a sound of age and gender could not be heard from the wooden house.

"Uncle, it's me, little Que'er."

The short man heard the sound from the room and immediately replied respectfully.

With a creaking sound, the wooden house door opened from the inside, and it was impossible to see what the person inside was like in the darkness.

It was still the sound of the age and gender that could not be heard without any emotion: "Come in."

"Why."

The short man listened to the voice, responded quickly, and then followed him in.

Once the door of the house is closed, everything returns to peace.

The howling mountain wind was still blew tirelessly, blowing the traces of the short man completely.

...

"Boss, go to the academy to see your third brother first."

This day was the day to send Zhang Yiming to the city for a follow-up visit. Feng Yin gave an order when she came out of the clinic.

The child only gave him more than ten cents before leaving the house last time. I don’t know how he has been doing these few days?

"Oh, okay mom."

Zhang Qiubai responded with heartily, climbed up the shaft, and drove the ox cart to Heshan Academy with Zhang Xinghe.

Today, the doctor said that my father's injury had improved and he could go downstairs and walk slowly after he was recuperating for another ten days.

Zhang Qiubai and Zhang Xinghe were both so happy that they couldn't stop talking.

As for Feng Yin's body, it improved slightly under those medicines and the nutritious diet during this period, but he still had to continue to drink the medicine.

Zhang Yiming leaned halfway on the ox cart and signaled Feng Yin sitting next to him: "Madam, put your legs in, don't blow outside, be careful of the cold legs."

Feng Yin faced the man's deep gaze and saw sincere concerns from it.

She was not pretentious, and she really put away her legs that had fallen on the edge of the car, rubbed them with her hands first, so that the cold air was less, and then she put them in the quilt.

"Well, it's really warmer."

Feng Yin felt the warmth in the quilt and sighed, "It won't affect your rest, will it?"

"What did the lady say?"

Zhang Yiming looked at her with a smile on his lips, "What can this affect?"

"Besides, if you are healthy, you can accompany me further. I don't want to have a life without you in the years ahead."

Zhang Qiubai was concentrating on rushing the car and didn't pay attention to listening to the conversation between his parents on the car.

But Zhang Xinghe could hear it clearly.

When I recalled the scene I saw in my parents' room that evening, the boy who became a father couldn't help but blush.

He muttered in his heart: "Why are my father and mother still so tired of being so tired? He is not afraid of teaching his sons badly."

He glanced secretly at the two elders behind him. Sure enough, they were so close when they spoke, and quickly withdrew their gaze and observed their brother's appearance.

From Zhang Qiubai's calm expression, Zhang Xinghe was sure that he did not notice the ambiguous atmosphere between his parents.

Feng Yin didn't pay attention to the little movements of his son, and he couldn't know what he was thinking about.

After hearing Zhang Yiming's words, she rolled her eyes in her heart, but her old face was so hot that she angrily angry with him.

He whispered: "On the street, don't talk nonsense."

"I told someone to listen, can we still be human?"

Zhang Yiming listened to her complaining in a low voice, smiled silently, then curled his smile and pretended to be serious.

Seeing this, Feng Yin pulled the corner of her mouth and sat up straight, and did not talk to him again.

"Dad, mother, eldest brother, second brother."

Not long after, the family of four came outside the academy. It happened that the one who guarded the gate today was the one who last time.

Zhang Qiubai made the way with five cents, and soon Zhang Jingyu came out of it.
Chapter completed!