Chapter 400 Fubao's Wish
Liu Hongyu pointed at a few yamen runners and asked them to unload all the people tied up in Wan Laoer's car.
Liu Hongyu stood aside and observed for a moment and found that these people did not look like robbers. Although they were seriously injured and their clothes were dirty, it was obvious that their clothes were made of fine cotton, and their skin was delicate, unlike the robbers' skin, which was rough and dark.
Liu Hongyu did not ask questions immediately, but said to Wan Laoer: "Okay, you can go see the doctor first, you need to record your statement when you come back, I will wait for you in the county government office."
After expressing his gratitude profusely, Wan Laoer drove the ox cart and took Fubao away.
Along the way, Fubao called everyone "Uncle", "Aunt", "Grandpa", and "Auntie". She was very sweet and polite. An enthusiastic aunt took the father and daughter directly to the clinic.
The doctor was an old doctor in his sixties, but his medical skills were pretty good and he was not a quack. After taking Wan Laoer's pulse, he prescribed some medicine.
"You were injured by an external object, causing slight damage to your internal organs, but it's not a big deal. Take some medicine and take good care of yourself and you'll be fine. Don't drink alcohol or eat meat, and get more rest. You'll be fine in half a month."
Wan Laoer paid the medical expenses, took the medicine, and brought Fubao back to the yamen.
At this time, there were not many people at the gate of the yamen, and the guards at the gate of the yamen were not the same people that Wan Laoer saw when he came, but a new group.
"Daddy, why are these people not the same as before? Will they still let us in?" Fubao asked, holding Wan Laoer's hand and raising his little head.
"It's okay. The new master asked us to record a statement. He must have explained it. We will know when we go over and ask him."
Wan Lao Er led Fu Bao forward and asked respectfully, "Officer, we are the victims who just sent the robbers here. The new county magistrate asked us to come and record our statements. I wonder if the court is open now?"
A yamen runner looked at Wan Lao Er and said solemnly, "Wait, I'll go ask the master."
Wan Lao Er hurriedly said with a smile: "Then I'll trouble you, sir."
Fubao felt very uncomfortable seeing Wan Laoer being injured and having to smile at others. She secretly pulled Wan Laoer's big hand.
Wan Laoer felt Fubao's little movement and quickly looked down. He saw his daughter's eyes filled with tears. Wan Laoer quickly squatted down and wanted to pick up Fubao.
"Daddy, Fubao won't let you hold him. Fubao has grown up." Little Fubao quickly dodged, and Wan Laoer's hand was empty.
"Fubao, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Wan Laoer was already blaming himself in his heart. He was so careless. Fubao must have fallen down just now. Why didn't he think of taking his daughter to see a doctor?
Wan Laoer hit his head hard, his face full of regret.
"Daddy, why do you hit yourself? You are not allowed to hit yourself. Fubao is not feeling uncomfortable." Fubao rushed over and hugged Wan Laoer's neck, feeling even more distressed.
"Fubao, why are you crying?" Wan Laoer felt a little strange.
Little Fubao hurriedly explained carefully: "Fubao doesn't want Daddy to be wronged. It would be great if Daddy could be an official. Then he wouldn't have to look at these people's faces, and he wouldn't have to kowtow to them and put on a forced smile. Fubao would feel uncomfortable."
Wan Laoer laughed out loud when he heard this: "Oh my, how come my Fubao knows so many words? Daddy has never heard of them, what do they mean?"
Fu Bao was in no mood to joke with Wan Lao Er, so he smiled perfunctorily and said, "Dad, I learned all this from my brother and fourth uncle, but Fu Bao really doesn't want Dad to be wronged."
Wan Laoer was deeply moved. He touched Fubao's head and said softly, "Fubao, you also know that daddy is not your biological father. Daddy has no ability and is not destined to be an official in this life. We are just peasants. We can grow crops well and do business well. Then we will try to save more dowry for you. This is daddy's wish. As for being an official, you can ask your brother to work hard. Maybe your brother can really get an official position in ten years or so. Then our Wan family will be prosperous, and Fubao will be an official's daughter in the future and will never have to suffer grievances again."
Fubao shook his head. "No, Fubao wants his father to be an official and his brother to be a higher official. What's wrong with being a peasant? There are so many people in our country who eat the food grown by peasants. If it weren't for us, they would have nothing to eat."
Wan Lao Er quickly covered Fu Bao's mouth, but his face was full of smiles, "Girl, we are not allowed to say this, this is not what a little girl should say, don't learn from the older men, they are rough, you are different, you are delicate and precious."
Fubao blinked and asked, "Dad, what's the big deal about being precious? Don't we all need to eat, drink, poop and urinate? Both the poop of my aunt and the poop of Fubao are smelly. People in the village say that my aunt is precious now, but her poop is the same as ours? She doesn't have two more eyes than us."
Wan Laoer was choked on the spot by Fubao's question. Even a child could understand such a simple truth, but he was confined by the secular world. Wan Laoer's deep-rooted class ideology began to loosen a little at this time.
Maybe if he cultivates the land well, he can be given an official position? Since his daughter wants him to be an official, can he also reward people according to their merits like Wan Quan did?
As long as he makes enough contributions to Da Qi, can he also be rewarded according to his merits among the common people?
Wan Laoer decided to study farming more after he returned. No matter what, he would try his best to fulfill his daughter's wish. He couldn't bear to see tears of grievance in his daughter's eyes.
"Is your last name Wan?"
The yamen runner who had just gone in to report came out and asked loudly.
"That's right. My surname is Wan and I am from Xuanning County."
Wan Lao Er originally wanted to bend down to answer, but when he thought that his daughter wouldn't like it, he immediately straightened his back and replied with a slight bow.
The bailiff didn't care and said, "Follow me."
But Fubao noticed the changes in Wan Laoer, and she felt happy. She thought that this kind of father was a good-looking one.
Wan Laoer wanted to squat down to hug Fubao, but Fubao climbed up the stairs first.
Wan Lao Er smiled and shook his head, and called out softly from behind: "Fubao, slow down, don't knock your head."
"No, I can run very fast, Daddy, come and catch me."
After saying this, Fubao giggled and ran upstairs.
The yamen runner led the way in front, and Wan Laoer followed all the way. When they passed the lobby, the other party did not stop, but walked around the lobby and continued to walk inside. The yamen runner only stopped after entering the door of the second hall.
Wan Laoer quickly took Fubao's hand and stood still, "My daughter, this is not our home, don't run around, be careful not to bump into the nobles."
Fubao nodded, "I know, Dad."
The yamen runner came in and reported, "Sir, the person has been brought here."
"Let him in." said a slightly anxious voice.
Wan Laoer could tell that this man was not the new county magistrate he met at the gate of the county government office.
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