Chapter 110: Bad Water
Fan family.
Fan Tong was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, thinking to himself that his itching was almost healed.
As long as you take the pills made by Chen Qingqing, you will be completely cured.
By then, he could do whatever he wanted again and show off his prowess in front of his concubine...
Thinking of those concubines, he suddenly lost interest.
The concubines in the backyard were plain looking, with big hips and waists. They wore heavy makeup all day long, making them look like monsters. He couldn't stand them no matter how he looked at them.
Suddenly he remembered Chen Qingqing's pure and lovely face without any makeup, and he couldn't stop himself from looking at her at first sight.
She is more eloquent than flowers and more fragrant than jade.
The most important thing is that she has great medical skills and can really save lives at critical moments. If he can get this beauty, he will live a long life and be as happy as a god!
No, once his navel rot is completely healed, I must find a way to get her into the room...
The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.
This scene happened to be seen by Mrs. Fan who had just entered. "Master, what are you thinking about?"
"No, no, no, I'm not thinking about anything." Fan Tong looked flustered, pretending to be calm.
Fan Hun followed closely behind with a wicked smile on his face, "Dad, are you thinking about that girl again?"
"Nonsense, Dad has just recovered from a serious illness, how could he think of such a thing?"
"Dad, don't try to quibble. You're drooling, and you still say you don't miss girls?"
After Fan Hun's reminder, Fan Tong immediately noticed his loss of composure and quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
"You rascal, you're so disrespectful every day. Who says drooling means you're thinking about girls?"
Fan Hun shook his bald, fat head and laughed heartily, "Dad, don't be embarrassed, I'll let you do it. Whenever I start to daydream, my saliva starts to flow unconsciously."
"Nonsense, Dad is drooling because he's craving for meat."
"Stop lying and you're still greedy for meat? Who would believe me?" He curled his lips and rolled his eyes.
Hearing him say this, Fan Tong was so angry that he gasped. This bastard son, he had told him so many times to think before speaking, but he just never learned his lesson. Sooner or later, he would be so angry that he would die.
He glared at Fan Hun unhappily and said, "Be a little more serious. Look at your current behavior. Take good care of yourself and stop thinking about those messy things."
Fan Hun said with a grin, "Don't worry, Dad. I'm not afraid of anything except death. So, in order to survive, I promise not to touch women for six months."
Fan Tong snorted coldly, "That's more like it."
Fan Hun winked and said with a face full of sarcasm, "Dad, tell me the truth, who were you thinking about just now?"
"Fan Tong's thoughts were exposed, and he was so angry that he raised his hand and pretended to hit Fan Hun, "Who are you thinking about? Who can I think about? Shut up right now. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death.
Fan Hun quickly stepped aside and said, "Mom, look at my dad. He's going to hit me again."
Mrs. Fan protected Fan Hun behind her and said, "Alright, stop hitting my precious son all the time. I don't know what kind of person you are. There is nothing wrong with what my son said."
Although he was unhappy, Fan Tong did not dare to show it. After all, Mrs. Fan was the wife he married in a formal ceremony. Most importantly, his brother-in-law was the county magistrate of Anyang County.
Even if he had a hundred guts, he would not dare to talk back to his wife. After all, the Fan family still needed her to take care of them.
Otherwise, given Mrs. Fan's current pot-bellied appearance, Fan Tong would not have discussed everything with her in a nice manner.
He had no choice but to compromise, "Madam, just spoil him!"
"I only have this one son, how can I not spoil him?" Madam Fan glared at him in disapproval and continued, "Master, you only ask the housekeeper to cook 50 kilograms of food a day. Isn't that a bit too little?"
When it comes to food, Fan Tong feels distressed.
"Fifty kilograms of food is already a lot, that's our monthly rations.
If we really want to distribute porridge in large quantities, we won't be able to get at least 1,800 kilograms of food a day.
Including labor and other expenses, it would cost one hundred to eighty taels of silver a day. What can't we do with this money?
Fill your stomach with gruel, and as long as those poor devils don't starve to death, they'll be fine."
Mrs. Fan agreed. "That's what happened, but I still feel a little uneasy. What if the gods think we're not sincere and punish us again? What will we do then?"
"You are really short-sighted. What is there to be afraid of?"
Fan Tong put on a confident look.
“As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Although the porridge we give out is a little watery, it can still save many lives. As long as we can save people, we are accumulating merit.
Think about it, the Buddha said that if you save one person, you can build a seven-story pagoda. We have saved so many people, so if you think about it, how high would that pagoda have to be?"
Mrs. Fan nodded repeatedly at these words. "Yes, Master, you are right. This is what we call doing good deeds."
Fan Hun counted on his fingers, "Dad, more than a hundred people means hundreds of floors. Wouldn't that mean we can reach the sky?"
"You silly boy, we can't go to heaven. We can only say that we have done immeasurable good deeds and have boundless blessings. Our family's life will definitely get better and better in the future."
Fan Hun touched his bald head and asked, "Will my hair grow back then?"
"Of course, our family has accumulated great virtues. If the gods don't bless us, our ancestors will not do anything but crawl out to settle accounts with these evil spirits."
"Master, please don't talk nonsense." Madam Fan shuddered with fear, looking around in panic. "Who knows where that thing is. If it hears your disrespectful words and shaves your hair off completely, it will be troublesome."
Fan Tong shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, ma'am. Our family has done great good deeds. Those evil spirits will never bother us again."
As soon as he finished speaking, a servant came in and reported, "Master, Miss Chen wants to see you."
Fan Tong was delighted. It was like what he thought was coming true. It seemed that Miss Chen really had some telepathy with him.
"Hurry up, please come quickly."
When Chen Qingqing walked in, Fan Tong's eyes widened.
I found that she was wearing new clothes, and her curvy figure looked even more charming and beautiful. She was really a rare beauty in the world...
Seeing his father's eyes almost falling to the ground, Fan Hun was so angry that he rolled his eyes.
He is so rude, he is even more useless than him when he sees a beautiful woman.
Those ghosts and gods are also blind. Instead of punishing the father who is more lustful than his son, they insist on shaving his hair off, making him too embarrassed to go out.
He couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he shouted, "Dad, what are you doing? You're going to drool soon."
Fan Tong finally came to his senses, shook his fat head, rubbed his hands and smiled, "Miss Chen, please take a seat."
Chen Qingqing saw his ugly appearance and looked away, her eyes calm. "Master Fan, are you ready for the porridge distribution?"
"Don't worry, Miss Chen. I've already asked Steward Shi to start distributing porridge to the people. I guarantee that every day will be consistent, and we'll continue distributing porridge for ten consecutive days."
"That's good, but you must remember that the standard for distributing porridge is that the chopsticks cannot fall over and the towels cannot leak. If you cut corners and deceive the gods, I believe the gods will not let it go."
Thinking of what she had just seen at the soup kitchen, Chen Qingqing's eyes darkened slightly as she threatened...
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