Fu Xiao did not stop arranging the herbs. When she heard what he said, she just raised her eyes and looked at him calmly.
Fu Yu said calmly: "Sometimes I am a little afraid of her. She is too crazy about me, but my brother is also her child. He is only a few years older than me, but he has never been loved by his mother since he was a child."
Fu Xiao didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but after hearing this, he said calmly: "He treats you very well."
Hearing her say this, Fu Yu's eyes turned red and he smiled very unpleasantly, "Brother really hated me at first, and he should hate me."
He recalled an incident from his childhood, the first time he met Fu Sui. It was winter at that time and he was not well enough to go out, so Tan Lingling was always with him.
He saw a boy who was only a few years older than him at the window, staring at his mother. His face was covered with scars and the clothes he wore did not fit him well.
At that time, his father was out on a mission and no one cared about him. Tan Lingling, who was focusing all her attention on Fu Yu, did not notice the injuries on his face from the fight and the thin clothes he wore.
When he saw Tan Lingling standing up in the house, his eyes lit up and he brushed the dirt off his body, but his mother didn't see him, she just went out to get him medicine.
The light in the little boy's eyes suddenly disappeared.
Fu Yu still remembers the sight of him turning and leaving.
From that time on, he began to be afraid of his mother being nice to him. He liked his brother Fu Sui very much and didn't want his brother to hate him. He hoped that his mother would pay less attention to him and pay more attention to his brother.
But even though he was treated like this since he was a child, his brother Fu Sui still treated him very well, never thought he was troublesome, and always protected him. When someone nicknamed him a sickly boy, he would fight with them and beat them so hard that they no longer dared to call him that.
Fu Yu didn't know why his brother was so nice to him, a burden. If it weren't for him, his brother wouldn't have been ignored by their mother. He even felt that it was reasonable for his brother to hate him.
Today, when Fu Xiao said that his disease could be cured, he could see the light in Fu Sui's eyes.
In fact, he doesn’t care whether the disease can be cured or not, but his brother seems to care a lot.
so...
Fu Yu looked at the girl who was only a few days older than him and said indifferently, "If my disease cannot be cured in the end, please keep it a secret from everyone and treat it as cured."
Fu Xiao paused and frowned, "Fu Yu, I'll say it one last time. I can cure your disease. I don't want to say more. Don't say anything more. I'm kindly reminding you that it's best not to annoy the doctor who is treating you."
Hearing her say this, Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, then he coughed lightly and let out a low laugh.
"I have so much affection for you now," Fu Xiao lowered her eyes and continued to sort her herbs, "so don't make me unhappy here, or I won't treat you."
"Puchi..." Fu Yu didn't know why, but he found it funny to see Fu Xiao's serious expression on his round face. Especially now, the girl in front of him had baby fat on her face. She was obviously a child, but she still pretended to be serious.
Fu Xiao stared at him speechlessly.
Fu Yu's expression gradually became calm and peaceful, and he seemed to have returned to his original tranquility.
He smiled at her and walked out of the room.
After he left, Fu Xiao threw the herbs in his hand into the dustpan and thought: This second uncle's second son can't be a yandere. Looking at his mentally abnormal appearance just now, he seems to be somewhat schizophrenic.
She muttered, "Maybe I took too many pills when I was young, and my brain is blocked."
He lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the herbs in his hand.
In the backyard, Li Xiufen finished cleaning the chickens and said to Fu Sui who had been helping her, "A Sui, go find your sister and tell her that you want to make ginseng chicken soup and ask her to add the herbs."
"Okay," Fu Sui responded and walked towards the innermost warehouse.
When I came in, I saw that she had already packed up all the herbs in the basket. "Sister, we're going to make chicken soup. Auntie asked you to put the herbs in."
Fu Xiao nodded without saying anything and placed the sorted herbs on a shelf on the side.
He stood up, picked up the backpack and walked out.
When she came to the kitchen, she saw that the chicken had already been cleaned. Because the pheasant was too fat, she divided it into two parts, using half to make soup and the other half to stir-fry.
He put half of the pheasant into the casserole, prepared the herbs, took out half a ginseng and threw it in, and said to Fu Sui who was squatting in front of the stove: "Light the fire..."
Fu Sui said "oh", lit the kindling leaves with a match, and started adding more firewood. When he saw the fire started, he looked up at Fu Xiao who was putting herbs into the casserole, and said casually, "Sister, what did Xiao Yu say to you just now?"
Fu Xiao glanced at him and said calmly, "It's not good to suppress your emotions for too long. It's good to vent them once."
Have you suppressed your emotions for too long?
Fu Sui was about to ask what was going on when Li Xiufen came in from behind and saw him making a fire. "Hey, Sui, why are you making a fire here?"
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