As for the money to buy the land, just give a little as a token of your appreciation.

Cui Mi was not poor, so he would not give people any reason to talk about it. He immediately rejected his seventh uncle's kindness. He would pay the money he wanted, and he would never owe the villagers a penny.

Seventh Uncle immediately showed even more respect.

The two of them had a very pleasant conversation. The seventh uncle even invited Cui Mi to have dinner and asked the old woman to prepare a few more delicious dishes.

Now, my seventh uncle lives alone in the old house with his wife. As for his sons, they have been separated from the family and are allowed to live on their own.

Just come and show your filial respect to them during the festivals, and take care of their family on weekdays.

They, as parents, are not so old that they cannot move.

Upon learning that Mr. Cui had stayed at his seventh uncle's house for lunch, Shen Yizhi asked Han Baoluo to send two dishes over as extra food for the two elderly people.

When Han Baoluo opened the food box and took out the braised pork with preserved vegetables and braised pig's trotters, the two elderly people's eyes lit up at the same time.

Noticing each other's greedy looks, the two looked at each other and laughed.

Han Baoluo took out another pot of wine, "Seventh Uncle, this wine is made from snake gallbladder, it has the effects of dispelling wind and activating collaterals, harmonizing qi and blood, and dispelling dampness and cold. Sister Zhizhi said that you can have a small drink of this wine every night, after drinking it for a while, your old cold legs will be much better."

"Okay, okay. You're thoughtful." Uncle Seven was very touched.

However, Cui Mi felt a little jealous.

Han Baoluo glanced at his expression and couldn't help laughing. What Sister Zhizhi said was true. Old and young, old and young. When this man gets old, he is just like a child and needs to be coaxed.

"Grandpa, the pickled mustard greens used in this dish of pork with preserved vegetables have the effects of stimulating appetite, promoting blood circulation, replenishing body fluids, and curing cough and phlegm. Sister Zhizhi said that you had lost a lot of weight in your early years and needed to replenish your body, so I made this dish especially for you."

When Cui Mi heard this, his eyebrows and eyes widened with smiles. He tried hard to appear calm and unperturbed, but failed.

Han Baoluo made the two old men happy, and then said, "Grandpa, Seventh Uncle, take your time eating. I'm going back now."

Seventh uncle's wife, Nie, sent her out and gave her a jar of homemade salted duck eggs.

Han Baoluo did not refuse. The salted duck eggs made by Grandma Nie were extremely delicious and were perfect to go with porridge.

When they reached the gate, she asked the old lady to stop and took out a box of ointment from her sleeve. "Grandma, this is Fengyou ointment. Sister Zhizhi heard that you often have headaches, so she asked me to bring this ointment to you. You can apply a little here and rub it in slowly, and your headache will go away."

She pointed to her temple.

Nie held the ointment box in her hand and kept muttering to her good child, "It's hard for her to still miss an old woman like me."

Han Baoluo returned briskly, holding a jar of salted duck eggs.

Within two days, Cui Mi received a reply letter stating that the hospital had reservations about his resignation as dean and required him to return for face-to-face discussions.

Moreover, Cui Mi had some things to deal with in Dancheng, so he had to go back.

Han Baoluo was worried and suggested going back with him to see the place where her mother used to live.

Cui Mi naturally would not refuse.

Shen Yizhi hosted a barbecue dinner for them.

It is located in a bamboo forest behind the yard.

There are two barbecue grills placed on the open space. Shen Yizi drew the blueprints and had them customized.

It is about 1.2 meters high, with a long iron box on its four legs. It is used to store charcoal and is covered with a layer of wire mesh. Put the red-hot charcoal in it, and then put the skewered food on the wire mesh, turn it over constantly, sprinkle seasonings on it, and take it down after it is cooked.

This way, there is a layer of wire mesh to block the food, so it is not easy to burn it. Even a novice can try it.

The rectangular table next to the grill is filled with various processed ingredients, including various meats, vegetables, sausages, meatballs and the like.

It seems that apart from rice, there is nothing that cannot be roasted, it’s just a matter of whether it tastes good or not.

Roasted food has a special aroma that is very appetizing.

In addition, the charcoal used by Shen Yizi was high-quality pine charcoal. When it burned, there was no choking smoke and it also exuded a faint fragrance.

This fragrance gradually permeates into the ingredients as the cooking progresses, and it tastes like a light pine scent, which is delicious.

Of course, eating only barbecue would be a bit monotonous, so Shen Yizhi arranged a few simple games, such as tossing pots, cards, and Chu (pronounced the same as Chu) and Pu (pronounced the same as Pu) chess, to make the atmosphere more lively.

Several people ate and played at the same time, and the air was filled with the tempting aroma of meat and the atmosphere of happiness.

The next day, Shen Yizhi prepared a lot of food, drinks and daily necessities for Han Baoluo, as well as many medicines, and asked her to take them with her.

It’s best if you don’t need it, but if you need it, it can come in handy for emergencies.

Han Baoluo was so moved that she hugged her.

But they did not feel sad at all. Instead, they were very excited and looking forward to it, because they would not stay in Dancheng for long. Once grandpa had dealt with things in Dancheng, they could come back!

So in her opinion, this trip was just a short journey.

Shen Yizhi gave Cui Mi a few pots of flowers, including a pot of Epiphyllum that he coveted.

Cui Mi held the flowers as if she were holding her son and smiled like a child.

Shen Yizhi accompanied them all the way to the village entrance.

"Sister Zhizhi, please go back. I will be back soon!" Han Baoluo leaned against the window and waved at her with a bright smile on her face.

Just as he was about to lower the curtain, a head suddenly dropped from the window. Who else could it be but Mo Feiyang? Han Baoluo almost screamed out of fright, and when she realized what was happening, she wanted to smash his head with a hammer.

Why did this guy follow me? Mo Feiyang smiled widely, then quickly retracted his smile and lay down on the top of the carriage again.

He put his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, and held a sweet grass root in his mouth. He looked so happy.

Han Baoluo thought that she could get rid of this guy by going to Dancheng with her grandfather this time, but who knew that he would follow her quietly!

The haunting!

Seeing that she looked unhappy, Cui Mi couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong with Bao Luo? Is she feeling unwell?" She was fine just now.

"It's okay, Grandpa. I'm just a little sleepy. I got up too early in the morning."

Han Baoluo pretended to be sleepy and even yawned.

Cui Mi did not doubt him and said, "Then lie down and sleep for a while. Grandpa will call you when we get there."

"Yeah." Han Baoluo lay down and thought about how to drive Mo Feiyang away.

Cui Mi touched her head with kindness in his eyes.

Then, while she fell asleep, he secretly took out some snacks from the secret compartment under the seat, and a sweet fragrance wafted out.

Han Baoluo: Should she wake up at this time to stop her grandfather or pretend that she doesn't know?