Chapter 4: How can you reduce the intent of a book and a sword in the humble room? ()

"The way of heaven is good, but retribution is unhappy. You can do things that can be used to put down the wrongs, but don't complain if you are stabbed in the future..." This is what a senior from He Fang said to him after drinking. It was the feeling that they had just attended another colleague's memorial service. The colleague lying in the transparent coffin of the funeral home, and his face that could not be repaired no matter how much makeup was applied, and he was chopped to pieces, which greatly stimulated He Fang. After that day, He Fan gave up the job that made money quickly and found a serious thing to do. In his later life, he always had to pay more points and never do anything.

He Fang was deeply impressed by what his senior said, and it was just right to use it now. 'The way of heaven is good. Since you dare to take advantage of the situation, don't blame me for giving you a retribution.' He Fang has a distinct and revengeful temperament. He swore in his heart that the retribution should be taken by himself.

However, a thousand years ago was not completely disappointing. On the other side of the bed, a delicate girl was lying on the edge of the bed and was dozing. From He Fang's perspective, she could not see the girl's appearance, but could only see her hair as soft as clouds dyed by the lights. She heard the soft and delicate breathing that made He Fang's ears feel itchy. Judging from the girl's thin figure, she was at most eleven or twelve years old, but in fact, she was just twelve years old. When He Fang woke up for the first time, the "third brother" came from the girl's mouth.

Although she called Han Gang the "third brother", the girl was not the daughter of the Han family. According to Han Gang's memory, the girl was named Yun Niang, who was the adopted mother of the Han family and was born in a foreign country. Four years ago, the ruler of the Western Xia Kingdom, Wei Mingliangzuo, personally led a large army to attack Qinzhou. Many Shufan, who was pro-Song in Yanbian, were destroyed and many were driven away. At that time, the Qinzhou road was in chaos, and the young Yun Niang was kidnapped by human traffickers in the chaos and sold it to the Han family, and he also took the Han family's surname.

The so-called raising a mother, He Fang literally means adopting a daughter, but this is another statement about maids in the Song Dynasty. As for Han Yunniang calling Han Gang as the third brother, it was not surprising. In ancient times, as long as the maids served by the family had no official status, it was very common to call the master and the wife as parents and the young master as brother. He Fang at least saw Jin Pingmei, but was not very surprised.

Han Gang was mainly taken care of by Han Yunniang during these days when he was half-awake on his sickbed. The twelve-year-old girl served the patient properly, and even the bedsores that were difficult for large hospitals in later generations to avoid were not born. Han Gang was used to it, but He Fang, who was reincarnated in the body, knew how rare it was. He was grateful, so He Fang tried to raise his hand and planned to correct Han Yunniang's hair scattered on the bedding. His very slight movement caused the girl to wake up from her sleep.

"Three brother?"

The girl was still half asleep and half awake, her eyes were blurry, her voice was soft, with a little childish speech. But when she looked up, He Ban suddenly felt her eyes lit up. In the memory left by Han Gang, when he left home to study more than two years ago, Han Yunniang was just a yellow-haired girl who had not yet grown. But now in He Fang's eyes, the twelve-year-old girl really surprised him.

Maybe because she had been lying by the bed for too long, the double buns that symbolize the identity of a girl have been scattered half of them, and half of her hair fell down like a waterfall. The dizzy lights reflected on her hair, as bright as the best silk. Her pretty face was half covered by her hair, adding a bit of charm to her childish melon-seeded face.

The rosy little mouth is slightly open, the bridge of the small nose is straight, the eyebrows are curved like the moon, and the eyes are slightly concave. Maybe it was because of the Uighur caravans of Western Regions who often came and went in Qinzhou, and the foreigners are not as chaste as the Han people. Therefore, the foreigners who have Western Regions are not very particular about chastity in Qinzhou, but the deep and clear appearance in Qinzhou does not conform to the aesthetic concept at this time. However, if Han Yunniang walked on the street a thousand years later, she would not know how many longing eyes would attract.

Awoke from her sleep, Han Yunniang rubbed her eyes in a daze. When she put down her hand, she met He Fang's stunning and admiring eyes.

"Third Brother!" The little girl covered her mouth and widened her eyes and looked surprised and adorable. The day before yesterday, she saw her third brother finally awake after sleeping for a long time. In the past few days, she lay on the edge of the bed and took care of Han's mother alternately, hoping that Han Gang would wake up again.

In the past half month, every doctor who had paid a lot of money to invite a consultation from Qinzhou City shook his head and sighed at the end of the diagnosis, saying that her third brother was not saved. Several doctors said that no one could be seriously ill and bedridden for four months, and finally fell into a coma for more than half a month, and could be saved again. However, Han Yunniang still held a glimmer of hope in her heart and refused to give up. She tried her best to change clothes and scrub Hangang every day, and prayed to the gods in the sky when she was free.

The little girl has a simple mind. Since she is the foster mother of the Han family, she must do her best. Moreover, in the Han family, the one who treats her best is Han Gang. It is pitiful that many days of hard work have finally not been wasted. Thinking of this, Han Yunniang's nose felt sour, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks.

Holding her beside the bed, Han Yunniang was sobbing and crying. The fatigue and uneasiness of the past few months surged out with tears. She held the corner of the quilt tightly, "Brother Third, you are awake..."
Chapter completed!