Chapter 9 Jinjiang First Release Chapter 9 Qinglong and Fang Shu's...

Yu Qinglong hadn't intended for things to get this far. But who had caused this old lady's misfortune? It must be that she'd done so much evil that the gods couldn't bear it any longer.

Soon, he got tired of howling, and then he simply rolled his eyes and pretended to faint again.

Someone pressed on his philtrum to relieve his chest, while someone else took him over and rested him on their legs. From the sounds, it seemed his family had heard the news and rushed over.

Zhou Yuehua was frightened at first. But he learned his lesson this time and simply held his youngest son's hand again. When his youngest son gently tickled his palm, he knew the child was pretending to be unconscious again.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the wound on his youngest son's mouth with heartache. However, after the previous experience, he quickly adjusted himself and asked the neighbors what had happened.

The neighbor briefly explained it to him, then asked, "Does Qinglong's father know about the plan to marry your son Qinglong to Zhao Laosi?"

Zhou Yuehua frowned immediately and looked towards the old house unhappily: "That's not true. Our Qinglong would never tell such a family."

The neighbor said, "That's what I was thinking. What kind of family is that? They have a bit of money, but going there is clearly suffering. I bet you wouldn't let your son Qinglong go there."

Zhou Yuehua nodded: "Jian'er, help Dad, let's take Qinglong home."

Zhou Jianer said, "Father, Doctor Mo will be here soon. Should we let him take a look?"

Zhou Yuehua knew that his youngest son was not unconscious, but his eldest daughter-in-law was right. If he took the child away now, it might arouse suspicion. Besides, he did not see how the child was beaten. What if the child was really injured and he did not see it? He would feel uneasy if he did not find out the truth, so he waited for a while.

It was freezing outside, and he didn't want to let the child lie on the ground and get cold, so he asked Zhou Jian'er to help him and planned to take him to the neighbor's house first. But at this moment, his son slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yu Qinglong asked, "Dad, you're here? Where's my grandma? How's grandma?"

He looked extremely anxious and distressed. Zhou Yuehua almost couldn't hold it in. She coughed lightly to suppress her laughter: "Grandma was helped into the house. She just woke up."

Yu Qinglong stood up with great effort: "Then I'll wait here too. I want to wait for Doctor Mo to come and confirm that grandma is okay before I leave."

The neighbors all praised him for his filial piety, saying that the third son of the Yu family was a piece of shit.

At this time, Doctor Mo and Yu Qingcai finally came out of the Mo family. After walking for a while, they saw Fang Shu and his son.

Doctor Mo knew that Fang Shu would come for a follow-up visit in the morning, and someone had already come to tell him about this in advance yesterday.

But they hadn't expected him to come so early. Surprised, Doctor Mo said to them, "Master Fang, Master Fang, I'm so sorry. I'm in a hurry to see someone injured. Could you please wait a moment for me?"

Fang Dingman said: "No problem, no problem, you go ahead and do your work."

Doctor Mo shouted towards the courtyard, "Mo'er! Come and invite Mr. Fang and Master Fang to sit inside!"

Liang Mo is usually well-behaved. Upon hearing this, he exclaimed, "I know, Grandpa. I'll be right there!"

After saying that, she pushed open the wooden door and came out, looking at Fang Dingman and Fang Shu. She walked a distance away and stretched out her hands towards her own yard: "Please come in, both of you."

His grandfather was a doctor, and people would come to his house to see him from time to time. Although he seldom went out, he saw a lot, so he naturally knew how to deal with guests.

Fang Dingman and Fang Shu watched as the onlookers gradually dispersed, and then followed Liang Mo into the courtyard.

The two did not enter the house because they did not see Liang Mo's mother and it was not appropriate to act on their own.

Liang Mo asked the two of them to sit down and poured out two bowls of tea.

Fang Shu didn't dare sit down, so he stood carefully, holding his waist. Fang Dingman took the tea and sat on the long wooden bench in the yard.

The tea Liang Mo brought wasn't particularly good, just ordinary leaves, brewed rather weakly. But his polite manner made Fang Dingman smile. He said, "Look at this wonderful child. You should get married soon so I can have a grandson too."

Fang Shu didn't respond.

He noticed that after Liang Mo poured them some tea, he fiddled with two small objects. One was a wooden boat, and the other was a windlass. Both were small gadgets, but the workmanship was exquisite. He couldn't take his eyes off the craftsmanship and the concept, and he casually replied, "Father, you're right."

Fang Dingman was slightly stunned and thought, did you take the wrong medicine?

When he saw where his son was moving, he knew what was going on!

He just knew it!

Fang Shu asked Liang Mo: "Mo'er, right? Can you tell me where these two things you're playing with came from?"

Liang Mo said, "My uncle Qinglong made this for me. Isn't it well made?"

Fang Shu asked in surprise: "Yu Qinglong?"

Liang Mo said, "Yes. Uncle Qinglong is very skillful. He said he could make more interesting things for me in the future. He only made these two because he has so little time."

Too little time?! Too little time to do such a great job!

Fang Shu thought about his own "bonfire pen holder" and then about the row of pen holders. He was so excited when he made it, but when he looked at it again two days later, he thought it was ugly! Compared with this level of precision, it was really far behind!

How could this person be called a bro?! Otherwise, he could have gone and asked how all this was done.

Fang Shu stood there staring for a long time. If his back wasn't weak, he would have beaten his chest and stamped his feet.

Unable to get enough of the sight, he slowly squatted down and said, "Mo'er, can you let me see this windlass well?"

Liang Mo didn't want to miss it, this was his favorite treasure recently.

But the other person was a guest, so he hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course, you can, but please don't break it."

After saying that, he gave the small windlass to Fang Shu.

Fang Shu looked at the smoothly rounded edges, the neatly braided lines, and the tightly fitted diagonals, and he loved them very much.

He just likes these interesting little gadgets!

Sure enough, only those who are not bound by convention can do these things and have these wonderful ideas! But why is he just a brother?!

Fang Shu looked at it over and over again, wanting to ask Liang Mo for the windlass well, but he was too embarrassed to ask. Finally, he wanted it so badly that he asked Liang Mo, "Mo'er, how about I trade you some candy for this windlass well?"

Liang Mo said without thinking: "No. My mother will buy me candy if I want it."

Fang Shu: “…”

Doctor Mo's family certainly had plenty of money for candy. But he couldn't ask Yu Qinglong to make one for him, so what would he do?

Of course, you can't snatch it from a child.

Fang Shu whispered to Liang Mo, "Mo'er, how about this? Ask your Uncle Qinglong to make you another one. Then you can sell it to me and I'll buy it from you. You can use the money to buy candy with your Uncle Qinglong. How about that?"

Liang Mo scratched his head: "I can't make the decision on this. I have to ask Uncle Qinglong."

Fang Shu said, "Sure. Do you like your Uncle Qinglong very much?"

Liang Mo said: "That's natural."

Fang Shu said, "Then you must keep it a secret. You can only tell your Uncle Qinglong what I just told you, and you can't let anyone else know. Otherwise, someone will scold your Uncle Qinglong, or even lock him up and never let you see him again, understand?"

Is this so scary?!

Liang Mo's eyes were timid. He felt it was dangerous just thinking about it. He nodded solemnly: "Okay."

A large man and a small child were squatting there, mumbling. Fang Dingman wanted to listen, but he knew what was going on. It must be his son who wanted to ask the other child for the wooden toy, but he was too embarrassed to be overheard.

Fang Shu played with the windlass in his hand and couldn't let it go. However, his waist couldn't bear squatting for too long, so he returned the windlass to Liang Mo and slowly stood up.

He returned to sit with his father and they drank tea together.

Doctor Mo came back soon. But what Fang Shu didn't expect was that Yu Qinglong was also there.

Yu Qinglong's mouth was bruised and broken, but his eyes were still as dark and powerful as when he first saw him. Fang Shu knew that this was a spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat, something not everyone possessed.

But the other person is a brother, what can he do if he sees it? It really makes people anxious.

Doctor Mo then said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Mr. Fang, please go in and lie down first."

Fang Shu said, "No hurry. You have something to do first."

He didn't want to accept a disciple but brought him here. No matter how you look at it, it must be because the other person was injured.

Sure enough, Doctor Mo said, "Then I'll get some medicine for the child first. It will be quick."

Doctor Mo went into the room and found a small bottle. He called Liang Mo over and said, "Mo'er, go and help your uncle Qinglong wipe it."

Mo'er was just asking how Yu Qinglong got injured. He felt very sad. Upon hearing this, he quickly ran over, took the small bottle from his grandfather's hand, and helped Yu Qinglong wipe it.

Yu Qinglong actually had wounds not only on the corners of his mouth, but also on his back and arms. But he only wiped the ones on his mouth and arms. Zhou Yuehua had wanted to come with him, but he didn't let her because he was afraid she would see the wounds. Besides, there were still two buckets of water, so Zhou Yuehua followed his lead and went home first.

He didn't expect Fang Shu to be here.

Fang Shu and Fang Shu's father have already entered the house.

Seeing that he and Yu Qinglong were the only ones in the yard, Mo'er whispered to Yu Qinglong what Fang Shu had just said to him.

He said, "Uncle Qinglong, Mr. Fang wanted to buy the windlass you made for me, but I refused. He told you to make another one and he'd buy it. He also said we could use the money to buy candy."

Yu Qinglong understood immediately. But he wasn't sure if Fang Shu was serious or just teasing the child. If he was serious, then it would be a good thing for him to make money from his handicrafts. He told Liang Mo, "Mo'er, do Uncle Qinglong a favor. Go ask Master Fang what the maximum he would pay for this windlass. Don't let anyone hear it, or Uncle may never come to see you again."

Liang Moke didn't want this to happen, so he promised, "Okay, Uncle Qinglong, wait for me, I'll go ask in a while."

Yu Qinglong's heart was pounding, and he was even more nervous than when he was fighting.

This is money!

Does his road to wealth after traveling through time start from this angle?

He decided not to fetch water for the Mo family for the time being, lest Liang Mo wanted to relay the message after asking but he was not there.

But today Mo Xiaoning wasn't here. He went into the mountains to collect herbs early in the morning. He had been sweeping the yard every day these days, so there wasn't a single dirty spot...

Let’s go to the yard and water the vegetables!

Yu Qinglong shouted towards the house, "Master! Have you watered the vegetables in the garden? They've been dry these past few days! If not, can I go and water them?"

Doctor Mo was overwhelmed when he heard this and did not respond.

Fang Dingman asked, "Doctor Mo, why did that child call you 'Master'?"

Doctor Mo said as he was giving Fang Shu acupuncture, "Hey, this kid insists on being my disciple. He's been coming here every day lately, every day. He's a poor kid, too. But I have no intention of accepting a disciple right now, so we're stuck."

"I saw them fighting today. Is what this kid said true?" Fang Dingman also liked to join in the fun and wanted to know if those people were really that weird.

"I can't say for sure. I was busy in the house at the time and didn't hear anything. I don't know what they were talking about."

"That kid outside the door said his uncle wanted to sell him to a widower. You know him, Zhao Laosi? He also said his cousin knocked over his bowl when he was a kid."

"Well, the old lady of the Yu family was a second wife. When she married into the family, she left behind a child from the first wife, who is the father of this Qinglong. Later, they divided the family, saying to others that the family had grown too large to accommodate the family, and the first wife also wanted to move out, so they did. But the truth is, when Qinglong was a child, he always didn't have enough to eat there. Later, his father found out, so he moved out. No father can bear to see his child go hungry, right?"

"How can he grow so tall without enough food? If he were well fed, wouldn't he be taller than Jia Shu'er?" Fang Dingman said, "He's really growing fast."

"That's true," Doctor Mo said with a smile. "There's probably no other kid as big as him in this area. But he's a good kid. He used to be tortured by his step-grandmother, so much so that he always walked with his head down and didn't dare to speak. I think he's come to his senses recently and is getting bolder."

"Why is there no movement?"

Fang Dingman was chatting with Doctor Mo when Fang Shu suddenly asked, "Could he have fainted?!"

Fang Dingman and Doctor Mo: "..."

Although it is indeed possible, what does it mean that you are suddenly so nervous about a guy?

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Decided to change the update time to 9 am. Since this is a farming novel, it needs to be a bit energetic!