Chapter 108: Three Brothers Chasing Their Wife to the Crematorium
Three years later.
The afterglow of the setting sun outside the house shines on the plaque of Meng's Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Meng Shuyue had just finished getting medicine for the last patient and was about to close the shop when a masked and elegant man suddenly blocked the closed wooden door.
The man was standing against the light, so Meng Shuyue couldn't see his face clearly. Looking at his figure, she felt dazed.
His figure actually resembles Shen Jinxiao.
Meng Shuyue stared at him blankly, her eyes turning red unconsciously, "You are..."
"I'm here to see a doctor."
As soon as the man's voice came out, it shattered all her fantasies.
Bai Qingfeng pulled up his mask and stepped back into the small clinic.
Three years have passed since I last returned to Hong Kong City.
For some reason, as soon as he got off the boat, he couldn't wait to come to the clinic to see the woman who had appeared in his dreams countless times.
That year, he had to take Yanyan back immediately because of an emergency in Hong Kong. Before leaving, he learned about Shen Jinxiao's death.
When he heard the news, he stood in front of the car and laughed for a long time, and he didn't even know why he was so happy.
He thought that after some time, he would come back here to make fun of this woman, mocking her for being so ungrateful and not letting him touch her, and she deserved this fate.
In the following three years, he wanted to come over every time, but was delayed by many things after inheriting the company.
Just now, he looked at the woman he hadn't seen for several years, saw her eyes full of tears, and saw a small piece of white hair sticking out from the top of her black hair, and he couldn't bear to ridicule her.
Meng Shuyue sat down on the pillow mat and motioned him to sit down.
Bai Qingfeng glanced towards the small courtyard behind the clinic.
Under the big tree, a little boy and a little girl were playing shuttlecock with laughter, and a chubby little boy was throwing and picking up stones seriously.
He was a little stunned. He didn't expect that her three children were already this big.
"Comrade, what's wrong with you?"
The woman's gentle words brought him back to his senses.
Bai Qingfeng looked at the woman in front of him with a gloomy face, and his heart skipped a beat.
This woman is still as beautiful as ever without makeup, but she doesn't smile as much anymore.
"My waist is a little uncomfortable. I heard that you are good at acupuncture. Can you give me a few needles?"
Meng Shuyue didn't show any expression. She just calmly opened the acupuncture box and motioned him to lie down on the small bed beside her.
Bai Qingfeng was a little disappointed that she didn't recognize his voice.
He thought the acupuncture would take a long time, but before he had even finished the procedure for fifteen minutes, he felt the woman next to him start to get impatient.
Meng Shuyue looked at the time on the wall, quickly put away the needle on his back, and explained: "Comrade, please come back another day. I have to close at six o'clock."
Bai Qingfeng stood up reluctantly. Just as he took out the money, he saw her hurriedly closing the wooden board and about to close the door.
He was completely confused. As soon as he stepped out of the store, the door closed quickly.
Bai Qingfeng was totally confused. When he turned around, he ran into the three brothers of the Song family who were carrying large and small bags.
Now I understand everything.
The three brothers had turbulent looks in their eyes, and they rushed towards the Chinese medicine clinic with their shoulders against each other. Bai Qingfeng, who was wearing a mask, was so scared that he quickly hid aside.
"Shuyue, I brought you your favorite pork head, just open the door for me."
"Our department store got a few dresses from Hong Kong today. There are pearls on the dresses. I left one for you. Do you want to open the door and take a look?"
"No, do you think Shuyue is a vain woman who loves to eat, dress up and be greedy?"
Song Shijing refuted the two with a mocking look on his face, and said loudly through the crack of the door, "Shuyue, I brought you the best children's special antipyretic medicine on the market. There is no place to buy it outside..."
The three brothers took the things in their hands and pried through the crack of the door, asking for it to be opened.
Bai Qingfeng was so frightened by the scene that he took several steps back and retreated to the door of the Chaos Shop opposite.
The Chaos Shop owner was sweeping the floor in front of the shop with a broom. As he was sweeping, he came up to Bai Qingfeng, who was looking surprised, and explained in a tone of indifference: "Young man, you are here to see this young widow because of her reputation, right? Don't be discouraged. These three brothers have been sticking to the young widow like a dog-skin plaster for the past few years, but the young widow ignores them. I think your physique is quite similar to her dead husband, so I think there's a chance..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bai Qingfeng's eyes widened as he tried to defend himself, "I...how could I possibly like a widow!"
After saying that, he pulled his mask again, and left in a hurry as if he was afraid of being recognized.
The wonton shop owner shook his head and said, "You're just being stubborn..."
Seeing that no one paid attention to the main entrance of the shop, the three brothers opposite turned into the alley beside the shop and climbed up to the yard at the back door stealthily.
In the yard.
Meng Shuyue served each child a bowl of duck soup and placed it in front of them.
There was a small square table with three children sitting crookedly.
Xiaotou looked at the duck wings in his sister's candy bowl and reached out to grab them with chopsticks.
Naitang saw the duck wings being snatched away from her second brother's bowl, and she quickly reached for the chicken leg from his second brother's bowl.
In a blink of an eye, two pairs of chopsticks were passing back and forth, picking up the duck legs and wings. While snatching the food, the two boys did not forget to show off the duck legs and wings in their mouths.
As the greasy duck soup splashed all over the table, Meng Shuyue dropped the chopsticks in his hand with a "pop" and said sternly, "If you keep fighting like this, you'll have bubbles in your mouth!"
Oral ulcers are definitely a shadow for children.
Sure enough, when Naitang heard this, she quickly stuffed the chopsticks into her mouth, shook her pigtailed head like a wave drum, and said with tears in her eyes, "Mom, Naitang, be good and don't get bubbles!"
Xiaotou was also very frightened, and his chopsticks were dropped. He then remembered the painful incident when he had a mouth full of bubbles from the milk candy last time, and he immediately fell silent and drank the soup quietly.
Seeing that the two furry kids had calmed down, Meng Shuyue lovingly touched the head of Big Head, who couldn't speak, and reminded him, "Big Head, eat slowly, don't burn your throat again."
Big Head smiled happily, nodded continuously, and silently shared the duck meat with duck skin in the bowl with his younger brothers and sisters.
Just with this action, Meng Shuyue couldn't help but have tears in her eyes again. She turned her back and wiped away her tears.
Big Head was obviously the healthiest child at the time, but because of some unknown human error or intentional burn, his voice became hoarse. His fever did not go down during the treatment, and he eventually became a fool.
Meng Shuyue felt that she was sorry for her child, and even more sorry for the deceased Shen Jinxiao.
The three brothers on the wall looked at the woman's shaking shoulders and knew that she was crying again.
In the past three years, they had seen her crying countless times in corners or on top of walls.
Three years ago, on the day when she learned that Shen Jinxiao had died and her body could not be seen, Meng Shuyue returned to the door of the emergency room, only to learn the sad news that Datou's fever had not subsided.
After that night, when the three brothers saw her again, her hair had turned white overnight.
Her current black hair was dyed by her mother after she finished breastfeeding.
Song Shixuan, who was on the wall, withdrew his gaze and quietly climbed down the wall.
Standing at the entrance of the alley, he, who never smoked before, now took puffs of his cigarette.
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