"Xiaoyu, I'm leaving!" Xiaobao said.
"Ah? So fast?" Xiaoyu looked surprised.
Although I know that Xiaobao will leave sooner or later, I am still caught off guard when the moment comes.
Especially for Zhou Yu, she has very few relatives left.
There is an eldest brother who lives far away in the capital, and then there are Zhang Lianfeng and Xiaobao from Qiangouzi Village.
"Well, Second Grandpa's illness has been cured, and I have also helped the elderly people who lived with him recover.
As for Duan Zhian's father, he's in the best condition so far. From now on, as long as he pays attention to what I said, even on rainy days, he'll be much better than he is now."
In fact, it cannot be said that Xiaobao gained nothing from this trip.
At least those sick people in Qiangouzi Village received effective treatment through his hands, so they did not suffer from long-term illnesses that were difficult to cure.
"Okay then!" Zhou Yu didn't want to be a burden to Xiaobao, so she said, "Don't worry, Brother Xiaobao, I will definitely take good care of grandpa and won't let him be bullied."
Xiao Bao naturally believed what she said, "As for your eldest brother, remember to contact him, otherwise he will be worried alone in the capital."
Zhou Yu: "Yeah! And..."
Xiaobao originally wanted to mention Duan Zhian, but then he changed his mind and realized that when it comes to matters of the heart, one has to figure it out on his own. No matter what others say, he may not be able to feel it.
"Anything else?" Zhou Yu asked.
Xiaobao: "Nothing! I'm on the train tomorrow. I'll see Second Grandpa again today. You don't have to see me off tomorrow. I'll leave early in the morning!"
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At nightfall, Xiaobao carried meat and flour to the cowshed where Zhang Lianfeng lived.
This time, it’s still braised pork, but the noodles are not made into noodles, but steamed buns.
He brought enough flour to steam three baskets of steamed buns at a time and distributed them to each elderly person, asking them to carry them with them as dry food or keep them at home.
As far as Xiaobao knows, these elderly people don’t know how to cook.
Needless to say, his second grandfather was also a powerful figure in Tianjin in the past, and he had special people to serve him with food and accommodation.
It's good enough if you can distinguish between firewood, rice, oil and salt.
The other few are basically scholars.
The scholars' minds are not on cooking, but on how to improve their professional knowledge. This is also the reason why they have not eaten well in recent years.
Xiaobao does his best to do everything for everyone.
When everyone finished eating the braised pork and rested around the stove, Xiaobao said, "My dear seniors, I will be leaving here tomorrow!"
Zhang Lianfeng was stunned.
So do others.
Fan Guangming asked, "So soon? Are you going back to the capital?"
Xiaobao mentioned that his sister was in the capital, and Fan Guangming thought he was from the capital.
Xiaobao shook his head, "No, I'm going back to work."
Fan Guangming: "That's fine. Young people, what else should we strive for if not career?"
"That's right. Young people should be bold and daring. Don't be afraid of failure. Get up again after falling down. There will always be a day when you will succeed!"
Everyone supports Xiaobao's departure.
Even after Xiaobao left, no one would come to cook for them in the middle of the night.
Even after Xiaobao left, if they had a headache or fever, no one would help them treat it in time.
Zhang Lianfeng sat next to Xiaobao. He reached out and patted Xiaobao on the shoulder. "Go, good boy. I...we will all take care of ourselves here!"
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