After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Shen Zhiyi didn't speak, but put down the diary, hugged Yan Chenfeng, and buried her face in his chest.

Yan Chenfeng could clearly feel that the little woman in his arms was trembling slightly.

He patted Shen Zhiyi's back lightly, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Shen Zhiyi sniffed, let go of Yan Chenfeng, and handed him the diary: "There are too many, you can read it yourself."

Yan Chenfeng took the diary.

After reading only a few pages, his brows were furrowed like Shen Zhiyi.

The thick book recorded in detail Mo Jingrou's life from the first day she came to Mozhu Village until her death.

[Although Mozhu Village is desolate, it is a beautiful place, and the villagers are very kind to me, looking forward to the future life. 】

[The villagers seem to have some prejudices against reading, but it doesn’t matter. I discussed it with Ayan. When the time comes, we will knock on doors from door to door to let them understand the benefits of reading. Even if it can change one person’s mind, it is worth it. 】

[The little girl of the Ning family is so pitiful, I can't let her be buried here at such a young age. 】

[Xiuer came to school, I am very moved, I really hope she can realize her wish. 】

[The village chief came to me today and made such a request to me. I was a little scared. How could he be such a person? 】

[The village chief is here again, this time... Mo Jingrou, bear with me a little longer, for the sake of the children of Mozhu Village, for your dreams, don't be seen like scum. 】

【Yun Xiang also seemed to know something, and began to speak coldly to me, but I knew it was useless to expose them, they were a family and would cover each other. 】

[I took a shower several times today, but I still feel dirty. Ayan seems to have seen that I cried, and has been worried, but I can't tell him, and I can't let him be implicated...]

Yan Chenfeng pursed his thin lips tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

He continued to scroll down.

[Recently it is the rainy season, and the roads in the village are difficult to walk. I want to come to teach, but Ayan disagrees, fearing that I will be in danger. 】

【Ayan said that the rain will take away the dust in the air and make the stars brighter. When the rain stops, he will take me to see the stars. 】

【The rain is still falling, I asked Ayan when the rain will stop, he said, wait until there are no dark clouds in the sky. 】

On the next page, Mo Jingrou's pen suddenly became sharp and distorted.

【Ayan, you broke your promise, why, why? ! 】

[The people in the village said that you encountered a landslide when you were out collecting wind, I don't believe it!You are a geography teacher, how could you go to such a dangerous place in this season? 】

【Ayan, please come back, please come back...】

[I dreamed of you again, it was at a station, I ran to hug you and wanted to go with you, but you pushed me away, saying that the children in Mozhu Village can’t live without me, should I listen to you ? 】

【Ayan, there is good news and bad news.The good news is, I'm back in school again.The bad news is that Xiu'er is married, but I still haven't been able to change her fate...]

After Bai Yan passed away, the frequency of Mo Jingrou's diary writing decreased a lot.

And it can be seen that her body is getting worse day by day, and she is exhausted between the lines.

[Recently, my health is getting worse and worse, and I cough at every turn. The villagers sent a lot of things. I wrote down who gave what and returned them when I have a chance. 】

【The news of my illness actually reached Shen Yuanshan's ears.Shen Yuanshan, do you still remember?That is my college classmate, he is now the big boss. 】

[Shen Yuanshan insisted on giving me the money, I don't want it, but he still sent it over...]

[Liu Liu came today, and brought a respected old Chinese doctor over.The old Chinese doctor gave me a prescription, and Liuliu took the prescription to the town to help me grab the medicine for a month and came back. 】

[I don't know why, after drinking the medicine prescribed by the Chinese medicine doctor, not only did it not get better, but it got worse. Yesterday, I coughed up blood, and the students were all frightened. 】

【Ayan, I dreamed of you again, and I was still at the station. You didn't push me away this time. I held you and cried for a long time. Did you love me too and wanted to pick me up? 】

[But Ayan, if I leave with you, what will happen to Jiaojiao, what will happen to the children in Mozhu Village? 】

【Ayan, I'm so tired, I want to rest...】

At the end of the diary, Mo Jingrou's handwriting became very weak, as if she wrote it down with all her strength.

The time was fixed 14 years ago.

That year, Mo Jingrou was 36 years old.

Yan Chenfeng felt a pain in his heart, closed the diary, and hugged Shen Zhiyi tightly.

Shen Zhiyi's hands tightly clutched the man's skirt.

The village head and Yun Xiang were mentioned in the diary.

Although not written too clearly.

But she knew that the village chief must have done something to her mother.

And that Chinese medicine doctor.

Why did my mother get worse after taking the prescription he prescribed?

Shen Zhiyi was in a mess.

Suddenly, she thought of something and raised her head abruptly.

"Shen Feng, I want to go back again."

"what happened?"

"I remember that in the old house there were Chinese medicines left by my mother. I wanted to see if there was something wrong with that prescription."

Yesterday she saw a few packages of Chinese medicine that her mother hadn't finished eating in the house.

Although more than ten years have passed, the medicinal materials inside should still be discernible.

"I'll ask Jin Nan to pick it up."

……

After a while, Jin Nan came back with Chinese medicine.

There is also a prescription in the medicine bag.

Shen Zhiyi poured all the herbs on the table.

Check everything against the prescription.

Yan Chenfeng didn't understand these things, and watched Shen Zhiyi pawing around.

Suddenly, the little woman frowned.

With his fingertips, he picked up a pinch of medicinal materials that looked like wood chips, and brought them closer to his eyes for a closer look.

The more he looked, the darker his face became.

"Is there any problem?" Yan Chenfeng asked.

Shen Zhiyi pointed to a medicine on the prescription, and said: "The one in my hand is Baiwei, but the prescription is Baiqian. The two medicines look very similar, but their effects are completely different. With the dosage of this medicine, if you use it wrong, it will cause serious damage. Big negative impact..."

"You mean, someone deliberately changed this medicine?"

Shen Zhiyi shook her head, "I don't know, but the people in the pharmacy shouldn't make a mistake..."

Yan Chenfeng fell into deep thought when he heard the words.

If Mo Jingrou's medicine had been changed, it meant that her death was also artificial.

"That person named Liuliu may know something." Yan Chenfeng said, "She brought the traditional Chinese medicine, and she also helped your mother grab the medicine."

"But, I don't even know who Liuliu is..."

"Didn't Ning Xiu live in this village all the time? Why don't you ask her."