Chapter 201 Master, Xiao Zhuzi will help you
In a blink of an eye, it was April or May.
Qian Jingsheng was transferred back to the Beijing Military Region after the New Year. So he would often come to pick up Wen Zhu from work whenever he had a holiday.
Wen Zhu would occasionally stare at the medicinal herbs in his hand in a daze.
I haven't seen my master for several months.
Whenever they called, he would hang up after just a few words, but her anxiety only grew.
The master's voice was old and hoarse, different from the master she remembered.
"Xiao Zhu, let's go. I'll take you home. Didn't you say that tomorrow is Big Brother's wedding?"
"Xiaozhu?"
Qian Jingsheng shouted again.
Wen Zhu finally came to his senses, put down the herbs in his hand, and wiped his hands.
"Okay, let's go!"
The eldest brother, Jiang Jiannan, planned to get married during the holiday because, as a civil servant, not getting married would affect his promotion next year. Qin Qing's parents also wanted them to get married soon, so the two families hit it off, and the ceremony was quickly completed and a date was set.
"Brother Qian, take me to the Wen Clinic first. I'll go see if Master has returned."
Qian Jingsheng's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, and he squeezed out a word with a stiff throat.
"good."
Wen Zhu glanced at him, then turned his gaze away to look out the window, and said in a faint voice, "You know where Master is, right? Is Master not feeling well and is deliberately avoiding me?"
Qian Jingsheng turned the car around. He couldn't bear it and told the truth.
"He doesn't want you to be sad."
Wen Zhu was just a little nervous looking at Brother Qian. She knew that he was not good at lying, so she was just trying to trick him.
I didn’t expect that I actually guessed it right.
Something was wrong with the master a few months ago.
When they arrived at the gate of a small courtyard, Qian Jingsheng stopped the car and knocked on the door with Wen Zhu.
When the door opened, Wen Zhu saw a bald master wearing green cloth.
Before he could ask, Wen Zhu heard a violent cough coming from inside.
She ran straight in.
“Master!”
Qian Jingsheng gave the master a bitter smile, "I can't hide it from her. She should meet the master. Otherwise, she will be obsessed with it for the rest of her life."
The master said a Dharma name, "Amitabha, cause and effect are like this, there is no need to force it, just let it be."
Wen Zhu immediately found a sunny spot under a locust tree. A little old man with completely white hair was leaning on a recliner, basking in the sun.
It was April or May and the temperature was not low, but he was still covered with a thick blanket.
"Old monk, who's here? Is it that girl Jiang Qin who's here to bring me food again? Don't ask her to run away from now on. I can't eat much either. Otherwise, cough cough...prevent that little girl Wen Zhu from coming over and crying when she sees me like this."
The master was muttering to herself on the recliner with his back to her.
Wen Zhu was not far behind him, her whole body was cold, and her tears were dripping onto the ground.
Why does this little old man suddenly look like he has aged ten years? Why is his body so weak?
Also, why are you avoiding her?
Wen Zhu thought about the time before New Year's Eve when he had a fever for no apparent reason and then recovered for no apparent reason.
She thought she had dreamed of her master.
It turned out that it was not a dream, she really saw the master. The master could heal her, but he could not heal himself.
"Master."
When Wen Zhu shouted this, his voice was trembling.
The rocking chair, which was originally swaying slightly, was like a clock that suddenly stopped, leaving only a slight tremor.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you hiding here alone and not seeing me? You old bastard, you're relying on me not to get angry and deliberately not telling me, right?"
"Master, I can't find you..." He pursed his lips and wiped the corner of his eyes childishly.
Like a child who feels wronged but pretends to be strong.
When Old Man Wen heard Wen Zhu's voice, he quickly forced himself to sit up straighter, but finally leaned weakly on the cushion.
Some of them were speechless and hurriedly straightened their clothes and hair, fearing that they would not be in order.
But his hands were weak.
Wen Zhu walked around the recliner, squatted in front of him, helped him tidy up his white hair that was messed up by the wind, and straightened his clothes.
"Master, Xiao Zhuzi will help you."
Wen Yun, a heartless old man all his life, couldn't help but tear up.
Wen Zhu took his master's hand and wanted to take his pulse.
The master naturally knew what the apprentice wanted to do, and Old Man Wen knew what she wanted to do. He pulled his hand away and said indifferently.
"Don't touch me, it'll only be three months at most. I'm your master, how could I not know my own body? Don't worry, everyone will eventually grow old, get sick, and die."
After saying this, he covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and coughed a few times, not daring to cough violently in front of her.
Wen Zhu suppressed the tears in her eyes and nodded.
"Master is truly amazing. I still want to learn more. Can you please teach me for a few more years? Otherwise, what if I embarrass you when I go out?"
Old Man Wen smiled and said, "You haven't learned much from me. If there's anything you don't know in the future, I've compiled all the notes. There are several volumes, and I'm leaving them all for you. If things really don't work out, I have a few old friends you can ask them. You can also discuss it with your senior brothers. Although they may not be as talented as you, they are at least a few years older and have some experience..."
He rambled on and on.
It was as if he was giving instructions for his last wishes. Wen Zhu listened and listened, and couldn't help but fall on his master's knees and burst into tears.
Old Man Wen didn't stop her, but just touched her head, silently comforting her.
Sigh helplessly.
for a long time.
Wen Zhu stopped crying and calmed down, acting as if nothing had happened. She tried to cheer up her master and told him about her past life as if it were a dream.
"I had a dream. In the dream, I was an orphan. You brought me home from the Sunshine Orphanage and said you saw me at first sight. You said I was the most stubborn and naughty little monkey. You named me Little Bamboo, taught me medicine, and raised me up..."
The master and disciple talked for a long time in the yard.
Wen Zhu made some soft and nourishing food for the master to eat with him.
After finishing the meal, they were forced to leave only when Old Man Wen drove them away.
On the way back.
Both of them were extremely silent.
Wen Zhu suddenly said, "Brother Qian, let's get married as soon as possible."
Wen Zhu's sudden bluntness made Qian Jingsheng's hands tremble while driving.
He pulled the car over and stopped there, looking at the girl in the passenger seat in the dim night.
This is the person he dreams of writing in his household registration book, his beloved girl.
After a brief surprise, his reason made him realize that this was just a temporary measure to avoid leaving any regrets for his master.
But as long as it was her, he would be happy with it.
It is his honor to be needed.
The man looked into her eyes seriously and answered solemnly.
"Okay, let's get married."
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