Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Xia Jingsheng didn't know what went wrong in this situation.

Sun Wenxi's sudden action made his heart beat faster.

He raised his eyes cautiously, looking at Sun Wenxi's graceful jaw.

Sun Wenxi lowered his eyes as if feeling something, and smiled lightly into the eyes: "It doesn't matter if the taste of food has changed, but don't change the taste of picking people."

Xia Jingsheng sniffed the unique western fragrance on his body, and his face flushed red from the ambiguous words.

Even though Xia Jingsheng explained to Sun Wenxi very seriously, he was not the person Sun Wenxi was looking for.

But Sun Wenxi still insisted on calling him Jing Sheng, and stubbornly made various pursuits.

On this day, Xia Jingsheng went to work in the fields as usual. At noon, all the Miao women came to deliver meals to her husband who was working.

Single young adults usually carry dry food with them.Xia Jingsheng was about to take out dry food to deal with it, when the man from the Miao family who worked together patted him on the shoulder: "Look, someone brought you food."

Xia Jingsheng took a closer look and saw a familiar figure.

Sun Wenxi was walking towards Xia Jingsheng with a food box.

"Why are you here?" Xia Jingsheng was slightly startled.

"Here to bring you food." Sun Wenxi opened the food box, which contained delicate dishes.

Xia Jingsheng asked in surprise, "You did this?"

Sun Wenxi handed him the chopsticks: "Try it."

Xia Jingsheng twitched his index finger when he smelled the tangy aroma.

He picked up a chopstick of stir-fried garlic sprouts and put it in his mouth.

Sun Wenxi looked at it confidently, but Xia Jingsheng's expression changed.

Pantothenic acid filled his stomach, and Xia Jingsheng vomited again, unable to control his nausea and retching.

After a lot of tossing, Xia Jingsheng looked at the food in front of him with a pale face, and fell into deep thought.

Sun Wenxi put away the lunch box, and said in a casual tone, "Still not used to it?"

Xia Jingsheng frowned and said, "No... I'm just..." He didn't understand either, the food was obviously to his liking, and Sun Wenxi's craftsmanship was also impeccable, but eating the food would make him sick to his stomach.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the news that someone delivered food to Xia Jingsheng was naturally impossible to hide.

After Fan Jin got the news, he came to the field soon.

Seeing that Xia Jingsheng didn't eat the food made by Sun Wenxi, Fan Jin gloated and said, "Some people are so courteous every day, but the result is not in vain."

Sun Wenxi closed the food box, and said coldly: "I give my food, what does it have to do with you?"

"Of course it has something to do with it." Fan Jin smiled maliciously, "Sun Wenxi, believe it or not, Xiao Chi would be willing to eat the same meal if another person delivers it?"

"What?!" Sun Wenxi wondered, "What do you mean?"

Fan Jin snatched the food box from Sun Wenxi's hand, took out the plate of vegetarian fried garlic table, and handed it to Xia Jingsheng.

Xia Jingsheng picked up his chopsticks suspiciously.

Indeed, when the plate was brought to Xia Jingsheng by Fan Jin's hand, Xia Jingsheng could eat it smoothly.

The person delivering the meals was replaced by Sun Wenxi, and Xia Jingsheng would throw up whatever he ate.

"Look, Xiao Chi can't eat because he hates you." Fan Jin said proudly.

Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

In Fan Jin's flaunting words, something unusual was inadvertently revealed.

Xia Jingsheng didn't feel nauseous because of the food, but he couldn't touch Sun Wenxi who delivered the food.

Thinking about it carefully, since we met in Miao Village, every time Xia Jingsheng came into contact with Sun Wenxi, various physical conditions would appear.

Several times, Xia Jingsheng felt dizzy, nauseated and retched, all of which happened after he came into contact with Sun Wenxi.

Combined with the accident that Xia Jingsheng lost his memory, Sun Wenxi's doubts intensified.

He began to inquire about Xia Jingsheng's life experience in the village, but the process of this move was full of difficulties.

He is a foreigner, and most Miao people are wary of him.

When Sun Wenxi asked, most of them were just perfunctory, and the words were also vague.

One day, Sun Wenxi was walking by the stream when he suddenly heard a noise.

I don't know whose child fell into the water, and the stream water was about to cover his head.

The child fluttered desperately, but he couldn't follow the rules. The more anxious he moved, the faster he sank, and an accident was about to happen.

Sun Wenxi didn't care too much, and hurried into the water to save people.

Fortunately, he was familiar with water, so he supported the child's body in twos and threes, and dragged him ashore.

The child who landed on the shore was cold all over, his face was pale, and he almost died.

Sun Wenxi performed first aid for the child and took him back to the house to rest.

Not long after, the child regained his senses, and although his face was still a little ugly, he was finally able to speak.

"The stream is very dangerous, you were almost washed away by the water!" Sun Wenxi said seriously with a straight face.

The child bowed his head to listen to the training: "I won't dare next time."

He couldn't suppress his curiosity, and he always secretly glanced at Sun Wenxi: "Brother, you are different from us."

"Oh? Why is it different?" Sun Wenxi handed him a piece of sugar cake.

"It's just that...the clothes you wear are different, and the words you speak are different. My parents said, you are not from the village."

Sun Wenxi nodded and said, "I am indeed not from the village."

The child looked at Sun Wenxi with half understanding: "Brother is here to find Mr. Xia?"

When Sun Wenxi heard this address, he held the child's arm in surprise and asked, "Who is Mr. Xia?"

"The one who often plays with my brother." The child's words were full of innocence, and he didn't even know that he had revealed an important secret.

He saw that Sun Wenxi was often attached to Xia Jingsheng, so he interpreted their relationship as "friends".

"How do you know my friend's surname is Xia?" Sun Wenxi tried his best to control his excitement.

"When he first came, everyone in the village called him that." The child looked at Sun Wenxi eagerly, "Can I have another piece of sugar cake?"

Sun Wenxi stuffed a whole plate of sugar cakes into the child's hands.

If it weren't for Tong Yan Wuji, it would be difficult for Sun Wenxi to see the truth.

Previously, even though he was certain that Long Chi was Xia Jingsheng, there was no way to prove it.

The traces of Xia Jingsheng's past life were completely erased.

If Sun Wenxi hadn't found this place, maybe Xia Jingsheng would never think of his life experience for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Sun Wenxi couldn't help being afraid for a while,

Fortunately, the truth came not too late.

The parents of the children are working and have no time to look after the children.When he heard the news that the child was drowning, he hurried over.

Seeing that the child was safe and sound, the couple thanked Sun Wenxi a thousand times.

The child's father was an honest man, he took out a bag of fungi from the house, and enthusiastically stuffed it to Sun Wenxi.

Sun Wenxi shook his head and said, "Don't take it to heart."

"That's impossible, thanks to Mr. Sun, Xiaobao was able to save his life this time." The man said shamelessly, "Our place is small, and we don't have any good things. Mr. Sun should treat these fungus as something new."

Sun Wenxi laughed and said, "If you really want to repay me, tell me about Long Chi's life experience."

After hearing this, the couple looked at each other in astonishment, showing hesitation.

"Mr. Sun, we don't understand what you said..." Sun Wenxi interrupted the man before he could finish speaking.

"You understand, Long Chi doesn't have that name at all, his original name was Xia Jingsheng." Sun Wenxi said.

"This..." The couple were silent, not daring to speak.

Sun Wenxi touched the child's head: "I advise you to tell the truth, your son has already told me the truth just now."

"What?!" The couple were taken aback, and hurriedly pulled the child to their side: "What did you say?"

The child repeated everything, the more he said, the more ugly the faces of the couple became.

"Mr. Sun, what the child said is not accurate, you say so." The honest man rubbed his hands together and said nervously.

Sun Wenxi shook his head: "You're wrong, it's just a child who tells the truth... Tell me, is Long Chi's real name Xia Jingsheng?"

"Yes." It was the child's mother who answered.

As soon as she spoke, she was glared at by her own man.

"What are you staring at me for? It was originally, Mr. Ren Xia came to the village well, why can't you say it." The woman yelled.

The man covered her mouth: "Keep your voice down, Aunt Miao has issued a gag order, so you must resist it!"

Sun Wenxi watched their every move, and took out a bag of gold bars from his bosom: "This year's harvest is not good, and the child is growing up, so buy him some meat."

There is a strict hierarchy in the village. Ordinary Miao people like them cannot eat fresh meat, and even cured meat is not easy to eat.

The man from the Miao family looked at the heavy gold bars, and with a cruel heart, he confessed the whole truth.

"We don't know the exact details. We only know that Mr. Xia had a sudden illness and he forgot everything when he woke up. Fan Jin gave him his name," said the man.

"Tsk, what kind of sudden illness is it? I think it's clearly from taking forbidden drugs." The woman chimed in.

"Forbidden drugs?" This was the first time Sun Wenxi knew about the existence of forbidden drugs in the village. By comparing the two, he found that Xia Jingsheng's symptoms were indeed like the sequelae of taking forbidden drugs.

"Is there an antidote?" Sun Wenxi asked.

The couple shook their heads: "The reason why this drug is banned is because there is no cure."

Sun Wenxi's heart trembled, and there was no antidote, which meant that every time Xia Jingsheng came into contact with him, he would experience physical discomfort.

It can be seen that the person who prescribes the medicine has a sinister intention.

"Who gave the medicine?" Sun Wenxi's face was cold.

"This..." The couple fell silent, and the woman laughed, "We don't know who it is, after all, we haven't seen it with our own eyes."

If they didn't say anything, Sun Wenxi could guess the identity of that person.

"Fan Jin." Sun Wenxi clenched his fists, "One day, I will make you pay in blood."

But at this moment, Xia Jingsheng was sitting in the room, with a food box in front of him.

Fan Jin pushed the door open and entered the room, and said with a smile, "Xiao Chi, are you looking for me?"

His tone seemed a little excited, this was the first time that Xia Jingsheng took the initiative to look for him in the past few days.

Xia Jingsheng pointed to the food box in front of him expressionlessly, and said coldly, "You have nothing to explain to me?"

When Fan Jin saw the food box, his face changed slightly: "Xiao Chi is questioning me?"

"Why did this happen?!" Xia Jingsheng raised his voice, "What did you do to me?"