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Originally, Wu Yun wanted to call Bai Xinyu directly to clarify, but Wu Siyan stopped her.

It's useless to say anything now. It's better to let Bai Xinyu confront Mr. Chen tomorrow.

If Bai Xinyu really stole Mr. Chen's prescription, just apologize.

"No, you don't understand." Wu Yun shook her head and said, "What Mr. Chen valued most was his prescriptions. In his early years, his own nephew stole the prescriptions and robbed patients. He killed people and then beat them up. The nephew and the family members of the patients who received the money put all the blame on him, and everyone called him a quack.

It was at that time that his legs were broken by the patients he had treated.

The revenge seekers also kidnapped him and threw him into the deep mountains and forests in the ice and snow, where he almost lost his life.

He was trapped in that mountain for three whole years, a cripple... We don't know how he survived.

Although he was later exonerated, his legs were lame and his heart was dead. He no longer healed anyone and only guarded his small square courtyard. If anyone asked, he would say that he was waiting to die there. "

Listening to Wu Yun's words, Wu Siyan also frowned with complicated emotions: "No matter what, those who have done something wrong should pay the price for their actions."

When Wu Yun heard the sound, she also raised her hand to rub her temples, feeling that the headache that had been relieved for a long time seemed to be on the rise again.

Early the next morning, Bai Xinyu received a call. It was Wu Yun who invited her to visit Wu's house this morning.

"Has the head of the Wu family been discharged from the hospital? Okay, I will visit on time." Bai Xinyu did not doubt that he was there. After hanging up the phone, she looked at Liang Qiuying and said, "I have something else to do today. You can go by yourself in the morning. See you in the afternoon."

"Okay." Liang Qiuying graciously agreed and set off.

Bai Xinyu changed her clothes and bought some gifts before setting off to the Wu family.

The head of the Wu family returned from the hospital this morning. He changed his clothes as soon as he got home. Mr. Chen arrived early and sat in the living room with a straight face and no words.

Everyone else in the Wu family could clearly feel the heavy atmosphere in the air, and they didn't dare to breathe out.

After finally waiting until the agreed time, Bai Xinyu arrived.

Seeing Bai Xinyu coming, Wu Yun smiled with difficulty and led her to the living room. She only asked briefly on the way: "Xinyu, did you write the recipe you gave me?"

"No, it was given by an acquaintance." Bai Xinyu replied.

Hearing Bai Xinyu's answer, Wu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, showed a slight smile to Bai Xinyu and said, "In that moment, please be honest and don't be nervous."

"Huh?" Bai Xinyu looked at Wu Yun with some confusion.

A good confession?take it easy?

What do you mean?

Upon entering the living room, Bai Xinyu also noticed the strange atmosphere here.

"I knew you were not a light-hearted person." Wu Siheng whispered as he passed by Bai Xinyu, and after saying this, he left the living room and walked away.

"?" Bai Xinyu looked at Wu Siheng's back with confusion, what is this?

Could it be that she was involved in something strange...

There were five or six people in the Wu family's living room, most of them with unfamiliar faces, and they all looked at her with unkind eyes.

Wu Siyan was also there, standing on the side of the sofa, looking at her indifferently.

The head of the Wu family immediately darkened his face when Bai Xinyu walked in, with a serious expression.

Bai Xinyu's eyes moved from the head of the Wu family to the old man beside him.

This old man has been wearing a dark Tang suit all his life. He has a pure black crutch beside him. There is a bunch of old rope hangings hanging on the head of the crutch... he looks so familiar...

Bai Xinyu looked at the crutch carefully, then looked at the old man, repeated it twice before calling out uncertainly: "Chen Guaizi?"

After hearing Bai Xinyu's words, everyone in the Wu family stiffened.

Who doesn't know that this lameness is a lifelong injury of Mr. Chen. Someone once mocked Mr. Chen in public about being on crutches, and as a result, the whole family disappeared from Xicheng very quickly.

This Bai Xinyu is really not afraid of death!

Bai Xinyu didn't notice the change in everyone's expressions. She just strode up to Mr. Chen, put her hands on her knees and bent down to look at Mr. Chen's face seriously: "Chen Guaizi! It's really you!"

"Xinyu!" Wu Yun came back to her senses, immediately stepped forward and grabbed Bai Xinyu's wrist, shook her head vigorously, and signaled her not to talk nonsense, and then looked at Mr. Chen apologetically and said: "Mr. Chen, the child is not Sensible, don't mind! I just asked, that recipe was given to her by an acquaintance, she definitely didn't steal it!"

"Ah? Stole it?" Bai Xinyu was also confused. How could she steal the prescription?

"You haven't apologized to Mr. Chen yet!" Wu Weiguo, the eldest uncle of the Wu family who had a relationship with Bai Xinyu, also said quickly.

Although he also hates Bai Xinyu, Bai Xinyu is not guilty enough to die.

"Come here." Mr. Chen raised his finger and pointed at Bai Xinyu, his voice trembling slightly.

Bai Xinyu felt Wu Yun's grip on her wrist tighten in vain, obviously worried about her.

Bai Xinyu looked at Mr. Chen and then at Wu Yun. Although she didn't know what happened, she patted Wu Yun's arm to express her relief, and then walked straight to Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen looked at Bai Xinyu from top to bottom, then raised his hand and patted Bai Xinyu's shoulder heavily, his voice hoarse: "Okay, he has grown up, Xiaoyu has grown up, let me take a good look!"

"You disappeared so suddenly. We all thought you died outside. We even built an empty grave for you on the top of the mountain, right next to Hua Niu." Bai Xinyu felt mixed emotions in her heart when she looked at Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen's hand froze slightly, and he was stunned when he saw Bai Xinyu's expression: "You actually buried me next to the old sow of Liuzi's family!"

"You're still alive! Don't worry about the details!" Bai Xinyu quickly changed the subject and said, "It's enough to know that you are okay. I shed a lot of tears for you at that time!"

As if he had returned to that difficult time, Bai Xinyu's eyes were hot.

Hearing that Bai Xinyu had cried for him, Mr. Chen's mood eased a lot. He held Bai Xinyu's hand firmly in his palm: "Isn't this still alive? Xiaoyu doesn't cry."

"Well, don't cry anymore." Bai Xinyu curled her lips at Mr. Chen: "Kaizi...it seems it's not polite to call you this all the time. I'll call you Grandpa Chen."

I used to be young and ignorant.

No more barking now.

"Okay, everything is okay." Mr. Chen patted the back of Bai Xinyu's hand, as if he had many things he wanted to say to Bai Xinyu.

Everyone in the Wu family was stunned, and the head of the Wu family asked: "What on earth is going on!"

This was the first time Mr. Chen talked about those difficult years.

At first, his legs were broken by his nephew, and he was thrown into the mountains and froze for several hours. He thought he was going to die, but he was dragged home by a child named Xiaoyu.

The little fish was young, only about ten years old, not tall, but quite strong.

Liuzi, who lived next door, rubbed his body with snow and gave him hot ginger soup to keep him warm. Only then did he save his life.

After that, he lived in a side room next to the small courtyard where tools and firewood were kept. Liuzi would usually come to help take care of him, and most of the time, Xiaoyu would be beside him, chirping in childlike tones.

When the weather is fine, Xiaoyu will open the doors and windows of the penthouse to let him bask in the sun. When the weather is cold, Xiaoyu will let the big dog in the yard come into the penthouse to accompany him.

At that time, Mr. Chen was heartbroken by his nephew and the patients he had treated. He really wanted to die, but he was unwilling to die like this.

As he went through this day after day, he didn't know how to survive.

Until one day, Xiaoyu gave him a crutch with rough workmanship. There was a string of red rope hangings on the head of the crutch. The small bell on the decoration made it ring loud and clear when he shook it.

It was also that day that he walked out of the penthouse for the first time.

Sunshine.

The snow melted and green sprouts sprouted in the yard.

He wanted to live.