The sun shines in from the window again.

Du Shiyi was lying on the bed, looking at the green bamboo forest outside the window in a daze. His health improved these days, and after trying hard, he gradually turned over and even got up. He gradually planned to tell Du Shisanniang who had been with him. So, when he heard a movement outside, he looked up and found that it was a bamboo shadow in blue clothes. He habitually glanced at Zhu Ying's food on the bed. Seeing that it was corn, rice, two vegetables, and an egg, he couldn't help but look behind him again, and suddenly asked, "Where is Shisanniang?"

Hearing these simple four words, Zhuying was stunned at first, and then showed a look of surprise. After Du Shiyi was sick, although she could still eat and drink water, she needed to serve everything else. Now she was able to speak. Doesn’t it mean that there was a turning point? She took a deep breath, put down the bed in her hand, and then went to the bedside and bent her knees and half-kneeled.

"Congratulations to Mr. Lang, I can finally speak!"

"What's there to congratulate? I'm not born mute!"

Seeing Du Shiyi uttering such a sentence in anger, thinking of Du Shisanniang's hard support these days, Zhuying mistakenly thought that he was still giving up on himself, so she bit her lip gently and said boldly: "Mr., in order to seek medical treatment for you, my wife traveled thousands of miles from Jingzhao to Songshan, saving money every day, and saving the only egg for her. Now that the husband can speak, she still asks her to think about her hard work, cheer up and eat more, and take good care of her illness, it is not in vain that she goes to Songyang Temple to seek medical treatment every day."

Although he had no choice but to accept this life calmly and accept Du Shisanniang as his sister, Du Shiyi immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard such preaching. He counted clearly the days before that day. After falling into this strange era, a strange place, he became another person inexplicably. All of this was because of the guy who had lost all his talents and was like everyone else. He gave up on his own and sought death! Because of the loss of talent after a serious illness, he could not make praiseworthy poems. As for the cruelty of leaving the only sister who depended on each other!

Seeing Du Shiyi being in a daze, Zhuying remembered what Du Shisanniang said when she went out today, and couldn't help but say with sincerity: "Mr., my maid has never read a book and can't explain the great truths. But my husband just got sick and couldn't recover. Why be so discouraged? My wife has been forcibly smiling in front of you, brother, but she has cried behind her back many times. Didn't the husband just ask where the wife went? Today she was determined to go to Songyang Temple to kneel down and beg, and she didn't ask that Taoist Sun came out, so she planned to kneel down and die there! Since my husband got sick, my wife has been suffering and burdened at such a young age, but she has never complained. Even if the husband doesn't think about himself, please think about his wife and take good care of her health!"

As soon as these words were said, Du Shiyi was shocked. These days, Du Shisanniang often stayed in front of his bed, wiping her face, feeding her water and taking medicine, and she was full of admiration and concern for her brother. Even though he was completely different from the person who should have existed in this body, although he was still not willing to admit the memories that had come out of thin air, he finally accepted the love of that little girl. After all, if she hadn't been carefully caring for Zhuying, he would have been unable to bear these days!

At this moment, he felt a dazzling white light flashing in front of his eyes, and then a loud explosion came from outside the window. The dozens of days of bedridden his reaction slowed down. He realized that it was thunder. Zhuying suddenly turned his head and looked out the window, and then said with a pale face: "Oh, my wife is still kneeling in front of Songyang Temple! The mountain rain comes the fastest, I have to go and see it!" Zhuying said, then stood up and rushed out in three steps.

When Du Shiyi was about to call her, he had already heard the sound of opening the door and umbrellas in the outer room and rushing into the rain curtain. After thinking about it, he finally supported himself and sat upright. The movements that had been tried many times this evening were indeed completed without any stagnation. When he struggled to the ground, he felt his legs trembling, as if he would not be able to support his body in the next moment. It was not until he tried to walk a few times in a narrow space like a toddler that he barely regained the feeling of walking down to the ground. However, after walking back and forth for a while, he only heard the heavy rain sound, but the bamboo shadow that had been gone for a long time disappeared, and he became more and more anxious.

Thinking about Du Shisanniang, a young girl, was being frozen in the rain at this moment. After thinking about it, he finally dragged his heavy steps around the grid and fanned to the outside room. There were also only a few simple furniture in the outside room. He struggled to search for a while, and finally found a dusty hat and a straw raincoat. He put it on his body randomly, and he didn't bother to find the clogs and opened the door. The moment he opened the door, the Wuwhistle Mountain wind swept through countless raindrops, and he couldn't help but chill.

Not to mention whether he can hold on if he can walk in the rain, the most important thing is that he doesn't know where Songyang Temple is!

Just as he was hesitating, it seemed as if an umbrella-holder was staggering back at the end of the rain curtain. When the umbrella-holder gradually approached, Du Shiyi immediately recognized that the person soaked under the umbrella that had already cracked a big hole was a bamboo shadow.

Zhuying took an umbrella to the front of the house and saw the man wearing a straw hat and straw raincoat in front of the door. She was stunned at first. When she saw the man holding the hat above her head, she rushed over quickly and knelt down in the rain.

"Mr. Please go and persuade my wife! I said you can speak, but she didn't listen or believe it, and she still knelt in front of Songyang Temple. The door was closed in the Guanzhong!"

"Stop talking, support me!"

Although she didn't know why Du Shiyi could suddenly speak and go down the ground, Zhuying didn't care about that much. She didn't have time to pay attention to half of her wet body. She gritted her teeth and strode forward, supporting Du Shiyi's right arm. After walking for more than a dozen steps, she felt that most of the weight was pressing on her body, and she was sweating profusely. But when she remembered Du Shisanniang's shaking appearance before, she felt anxious again, and took a deep breath and tried to speed up her pace.

From the muddy path in the heavy rain to the stone road outside, Du Shiyi felt a wave of floating under his feet. Fortunately, the hat and straw raincoat had been covered in dust for a long time, but in the heavy rain, it was far more effective than the broken oil umbrella of the bamboo shadow. Seeing the wet maid holding him with one hand and holding the umbrella with the other, his face was pale but still holding it to him, he felt more and more angry.

This physical condition is not bad!

I don't know how long he had walked in the rain, but he saw that the dense woods on both sides became sparse for a moment. After walking dozens of steps, his eyes suddenly became clear. A towering wall was in the rain. The green tiles and eaves were arched, and the music inside was clear. When he heard it, he felt elegant and deep. It was a palace with an extremely vast area.

This is Songyang Temple!

However, at this moment, he was soaked by the wind and rain that his teeth were fighting, he didn't bother to be amazed at the grandeur of Songyang. As the bamboo shadow finally passed by, he could not easily bypass the long high wall, and he could see the delicate figure kneeling in the heavy rain. From time to time, a strong wind that whistled past swept the bean-sized raindrops and smashed water splashes on the bluestone ground in front of her, but the seemingly shaky figure was still standing there after the wind and rain.

"Madam, Madam!"

Zhuying immediately let go of the hand that was supporting Du Shiyi, rushed forward in three or two steps and raised the broken umbrella to block Du Shisanniang's head. Seeing that her lips were frozen and purple, the person was already a little dazed, but no matter how she dragged it, she couldn't help but shouted in anger: "Madam, your husband can speak and go down the ground. Look, he is here to find you! Madam, if you are sick, who can care about your husband? Are you planning to leave your husband alone?"

Du Shisanniang seemed to hear the shouting at the top of her lungs, and looked up at Zhuying in a daze. She found that in the white rain, there was a figure wearing a straw raincoat and a hat standing there. She couldn't help but be stunned. Until the other party raised the hat with his hand and saw clearly that it was indeed the brother who had been guarding day and night these days, she immediately burst into tears and wriggled her lips to say something. Finally, when Du Shiyi walked in front of her, she couldn't help but hold his arms tightly.

"Brother...it's really Brother! I'm not dreaming!"

"You didn't dream, come, let's go back!"

Du Shiyi, who came to Du Shisanniang, sighed and answered, and then pulled her up. With the same force as Zhuying, Du Shisanniang, who had already been numb and stiff, finally stood up involuntarily, but the pain on her knees that seemed like a needle prick made her moan involuntarily, but then she gritted her teeth.
Chapter completed!