Chapter 552 Chen Tianfeng recovers from illness

Jiang Fubao handed the jar to Luer.

Then I picked up my chopsticks and started eating.

At that time, the carriage that Shen Hechi was riding in had already passed the neighboring town of Baishui.

The driver did not stop but continued driving forward.

Shen Hechi in the carriage did not rest. He was wearing a black suit, his face was as cold as ice, his eyes were half-closed, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

His eyes were dim and unclear.

In fact, he lied to Fubao.

It was not the great scholar that the teacher had specially helped him find, but he had written to the lady begging her to help him find one, and he had attached a silver note of five hundred taels in the letter.

Mr. Dong could no longer teach him anything.

Meng Zhixian is almost completing his third term in office and has been very busy recently. He has not been back to Lianshan Town for a long time and has no time to give him any advice.

Plus, I'll be transferred next year, so there's no need for me to stay in Lianshan Town any longer.

Shen He sighed.

If he wants to surpass Meng Bujiu in the Spring Examination, he must go to Jiangnan.

But, Fubao...

A young girl appeared in my mind.

Shen Hechi's stiff body finally relaxed a lot.

No one else knows why he sticks to Jiang Fubao, only he himself knows that if it weren't for Jiang Fubao, he would have lived a lie all his life.

He took the revenge for his mother's murder into his grave forever.

It was Jiang Fubao who told him the truth so that he would not live like a fool.

When they met again, he recognized Jiang Fubao at first sight.

I also began to want to get closer to her.

It’s like walking on a night road for a lifetime, and suddenly seeing a light not far away, and you can’t help but want to run over to see what’s going on.

He had no friends. When he was studying in Jiangnan, he was not close to his classmates. It can be said that except for his relatives, he kept to himself for several years.

Thinking of the fate of his father and Duan, Shen Hechi curled the corners of his mouth. He picked up a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

"Faster!" A voice as cold as a knife came from the carriage.

"Yes, young master." The servant replied quickly.

“Pah—”

The sound of a whip hitting a horse could be heard outside. The horse felt pain and howled twice. Not wanting to be beaten again, it could only quicken its pace.

The carriage was going too fast and became more bumpy. Shen Hechi put away the tea set and put it in the cabinet.

Close your eyes and think.

His body swayed back and forth along with the carriage.

Like a tumbler.

"Fubao, I hope that you will have grown up when we meet next time." The words came out of his thin lips and only he could hear them.

"Grandpa, grandma——"

"Second brother, he, he can walk now!" Another half a month passed.

The old Chentou family in Jiangjia Village.

Chen Hongxia, who had just returned from picking mushrooms in the mountains with her sister-in-law, found that her second brother Chen Tianfeng was actually walking back and forth in the yard, but he had been paralyzed for a long time, and his body swayed with every step.

But in the end, I can walk without any external help, which is a happy thing.

Wang Ruer dropped the backpack and hugged Chen Tianfeng and cried.

Chen Hongxia also ran to the field with red eyes.

He shouted to his grandparents across the river.

The sound followed the wind and penetrated into everyone's ears.

"What, Tian Feng can walk? Old woman, go back quickly, quickly." Old Chen excitedly threw down the dung bucket in his hand and ran forward with his old legs.

Mrs. Cui followed closely behind.

The fact that they even gave up their farm tools was enough to prove how excited the old couple were.

"Did you hear that? Tian Feng can walk now. I thought he would be bedridden for the rest of his life. What kind of luck is this? He was able to recover even though he was disabled. Why didn't my nephew have this fate? He died after being bedridden for three years."

"That's Fubao's credit. Have you forgotten what Fubao does? From what I saw, Fubao went to Chen's house twice. He must have gone to help Tianfeng with his back injury."

"It's not just twice, it's three times. Every time I went, the old Chen couple smiled more. I think they are completely well now. They suffered a lot. Their son and daughter-in-law died, and they only have three grandchildren. They raised them with great difficulty, and the grandson is disabled. If it were someone else, they would have jumped into the river because they couldn't bear the blow. Well, it can be said that God has blessed them. They have finally made it through."

"After I finish my work, I'll go visit Chen's house."

"I'll go too. I want to see if Fubao's medical skills are really that good. He can even cure a paralyzed person and let him get out of bed."

"If the disabled can be cured, what about the lame? When my niece was young, she fell down a mountain and broke her leg. My brother and sister-in-law were reluctant to send her to the hospital, so they tied two bamboo sticks on her leg and she gradually recovered.

It's a pity that she walks with a severe limp. My niece is very pretty, but because of this leg, she is still unmarried at the age of 18. Either people don't like her or they are unwilling to pay the bride price. My sister-in-law can only keep her until now. I am very anxious. "

"Otherwise, you can ask Fubao for help. Her treatment is not expensive. Huaihua was not feeling well before and went to Fubao for treatment. Fubao only charged her five copper coins for the consultation and did not even prescribe any medicine. After a few injections, Huaihua was cured."

"It's so cheap, almost as cheap as the doctor in the neighboring village. I'll go back to my mother's house tomorrow and take my niece to see him."

"......"

When the women in the fields heard that Chen Tianfeng was able to walk again, they gathered together to chat.

It happened to be heard by Jiang Sanniu who was working.

Her eyes rolled back and forth and her ears stood up high.

In the evening, the aroma of meat wafted out of the chimney of Lao Chentou's house, which made the villagers living nearby so hungry that they could no longer eat.

The child smelled the meat and started crying loudly, also clamoring for meat.

The sounds of slapping, crying, and cursing rose from the east, south, west, and north.

"This damn old man, why is he eating meat when it's not a festival? Has his family made a fortune?"

The villagers sniffed and smelled where the aroma of meat came from and cursed loudly.

"Don't say anything. He's so happy. The kid from the Chen family can walk. I went to see him specially. I thought it was fake at first, but he actually walked back and forth in the yard three times without any help. Tsk tsk, if it were me, I would also eat meat to celebrate. Not only that, I would also set off firecrackers to drive away the bad luck."

"He can really go? He is so lucky. It looks like Old Chen will enjoy a good life in the future."

"That's right, come on, stop scolding me, it's a rare opportunity for me to eat here, go back."

The villagers who learned the truth went into the house wisely.

The cursing stopped.

Day and night alternated, and another month passed. Jiang Fubao, who was diagnosing a patient in the school, suddenly saw a servant from Sanshan School running in from outside.

He was panting and seemed to be in a hurry.

Could it be that something happened to Grandpa?

Jiang Fubao put down his hand, quickly stood up, and asked anxiously.

"What's wrong? What happened to grandpa?" Jiang Fubao's hands were shaking with fear of hearing the bad news.

"No, no, it's, it's the young master, the young master, he, he..."