Farming and Bend the National Husband

Zhao Zezhong, father and son and Aunt Zhao shook their bodies when they heard this, and rushed to the bedside together, only to see the old man's eyelids trembling, and the next moment he slowly opened his eyes.At the beginning, the eyes were not in focus, but the next moment the eyeballs rolled, the person came to his senses, and said slowly, "What's the matter, why am I in the hospital?"

"Dad, you suddenly fell into a coma last night." Seeing that the old man was fully awake, Uncle Zhao reminded excitedly.

"Oh." The old man frowned, struggled, and wanted to sit up. Uncle Zhao hurriedly supported the old man's back, pressed one armrest, and the back of the bed slowly rose. Uncle Zhao let go , the old man leaned his back against the bed.

"What happened later?" The old man asked, his expression regained his usual calm.

"Dad, do you want to drink some porridge to nourish your spirit?" Aunt Zhao asked from the side.

"Alright, I'm really hungry too." Mr. Zhao nodded and said lightly.

Hearing that the old man had an appetite, Aunt Zhao was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened the door, and came to the lounge outside to get porridge. When the people in the lounge saw it, they all looked over and asked in surprise, "The old man is awake?"

Aunt Zhao nodded.

With a sound of "coaxing", the younger generation of the Zhao family, who were still in the mist just now, suddenly became excited.

Aunt Zhao walked into the house carrying the porridge, opened the thermos bucket, scooped out a bowl of porridge, and handed it to her father. The porridge was cooked in the morning and left for a few hours, and now the temperature is just right for eating.

The old man scooped up the porridge and drank a few sips. His face, which was a little pale before, looked a little more bloody. He waved his hand and said to Uncle Zhao, "Go on."

Uncle Zhao recounted what happened afterwards, until he said that when Zhao Zezhong picked up Xia Jiusheng and treated him, the old man was startled and asked hastily, "Where is that little gentleman?"

"Grandpa, he just treated your illness and hurt your vitality. Now you are resting." Zhao Zezhong hurriedly explained.

"Grandpa Zhao, I'm fine." Xia Jiusheng sat for a while and became more comfortable. When the old man asked him, he quickly stood up, walked up to the old man, and greeted him respectfully.

"Please sit down quickly. For my old bones, I have troubled you to make this trip. It's really hard work for you." The old man was surprised at Xia Jiusheng's youth and beauty when he first saw Xia Jiusheng, but he was well-informed and naturally I understand the truth that real people don't show their faces, and you can't judge a person by their appearance, so I dare not underestimate him at all.

What's more, the experts in the capital at that time were helpless, and he was the only one who could wake himself up, which also showed his extraordinaryness.

"The old man is polite." Xia Jiusheng didn't think he was so amazing, so he still greeted the old man with the courtesy of a junior. "Besides, I'm fourth brother's friend, and it's my honor to be able to do something for the old man."

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." The old man shook his head again and again, while glaring at Zhao Zezhong, he said, "Little Si, hurry up and give Mr. Xia Xiao a chair to sit on."

"Understood, Grandpa." Zhao Zezhong obediently took the chair and placed it behind Xia Jiusheng.

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Mr. Zhao's recovery was the greatest joy for the Zhao family. The family came to visit one by one, and it was inevitable to say something grateful to Xia Jiusheng.

The old man is a sensible person, knowing that spreading this matter will not benefit Xia Jiusheng, so he gave the younger generation a password to prevent them from spreading the matter of Xia Jiusheng treating him, and only said that he suddenly woke up.

Xia Jiusheng thanked the old man, he really didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

The hospital also got the news, and the dean hurried over with the attending doctor and nurse.

After some examinations, all the data were very normal. The attending physician was amazed, and only said that the old man was in good health, so he could wake up so quickly and recover his health.

After seeing off the doctor, the Zhao family packed up their things and took the old man home. This was a great event. Everyone went to the courtyard of the Zhao family, and asked the chef to cook a banquet. The family sat around and celebrated. some.

Of course, the protagonist of the banquet was Xia Jiusheng, if he didn't make a move this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xia Jiusheng, an outsider sitting next to the old man, felt unspeakably uncomfortable. In the end, he was just a peasant boy who had never seen anything in the world. For a wealthy family like the Zhao family, he was born with awe and fear. Yes, it cannot disappear easily.

"Mr. Xia Xiao, thank you very much this time, otherwise I, an old bone, would have to report to Marx—" Seeing that Xia Jiusheng was a little stiff, the old man put a piece of lamb chops on the plate in front of him, jokingly said .

"Where? The old man is auspicious, and he must live to be at least a hundred years old." Xia Jiusheng forced a smile on his face, and said polite words bluntly.

"Then it's thanks to Mr. Xiao." The old man laughed.

To live to a hundred years old, for most people, it is all a dream, and it is even more impossible for the old man to know his own body.

To him, living another ten years is an extravagant wish, but now that he has such a strange person by his side, maybe he can really do it?

Thinking of this, the smile on the old man's face became more kind and kind.

"Old man, you should call me Xiao Xia." Xia Jiusheng felt unspeakably awkward when addressing Mr. Xiao like this. He only hoped that he could be regarded as a junior by them.

"That's fine, you are Xiao Si's friend, why not call me Grandpa like him." Hearing what he said, the old man fell in love with him, so he suggested with a smile.

"Then, all right." Xia Jiusheng couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.

He imagined that one day, he and Zhao Zezhong's family would sit and eat together like a family.

Of course, there is another premise, that is, his relationship with Zhao Zezhong has been blessed by them.

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After the meal, the table was withdrawn, and everyone chatted briefly, and then went back to their respective jobs.

Both the old man and Xia Jiusheng need to rest now, so they didn't leave. The old man has a special room here, so naturally the younger generation helped him to rest. Xia Jiusheng, accompanied by Zhao Zezhong, also entered a room.

"Yangyang——" As soon as the door was closed, Zhao Zezhong hugged Xia Jiusheng violently, and his body was tightly entangled with him, as if he wanted to rub his body into his body.

Xia Jiusheng smelled the familiar scent on him, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hands, and hugged him tightly.

The embrace seems to have been empty for too long, and the skin is like a long-term water-hungry sponge. Hugging together at this time, his body involuntarily sends out a trembling pleasure, and gradually, his eyes mist.

"I'm sorry, Yangyang, I'm sorry for you." Zhao Zezhong got Xia Jiusheng's response, cheered up, put his face on Xia Jiusheng's, and fretfully rubbed against each other, muttering in his mouth.

"I don't blame you, I know you are in a difficult situation." Xia Jiusheng softened his body and let him press his face against his own.

"It's my fault that I'm too weak to say what I think. I'm afraid that grandpa will be disappointed if I say it. I'm afraid that it will affect my uncle's re-election next year—" Zhao Zezhong seemed to let go of his defenses suddenly, and kept these words in his heart for a long time. Said it all at once.

"I understand, I understand." Xia Jiusheng replied bitterly.

The identities of the two of them determine that they can only develop independently like two parallel lines, and there is no way for them to intersect.

As the Zhao family, Zhao Zezhong's life has long been planned by the family. He wants to go his own way, unless he leaves the Zhao family or finds a more beneficial path for the Zhao family.

The two hugged each other tightly, Xia Jiusheng felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, and he was thrown up by Zhao Zezhong's body. Zhao Zezhong was caught off guard, unable to support himself, and the two fell back together.

Fortunately, there was a bed behind them, so they fell heavily on the bed together.

After getting into bed, Zhao Zezhong suddenly seemed to be a different person. He turned around and pressed Xia Jiusheng on his body. He opened his mouth to enclose Xia Jiusheng's lips, and kissed them vigorously.Fumbling under Xia Jiusheng's neck with both hands, he found the zipper pull on his clothes, and was about to take off his clothes.

Xia Jiusheng's desire rose, not only didn't stop him, but twisted his body to cooperate with him to take off his underwear, and after a while, his body was completely naked.

Zhao Zezhong leaned down and licked Xia Jiusheng's chest. It was the first time Xia Jiusheng was kissed on this part, so he puffed out his chest impatiently and let out a hurried moan.

Soon, Zhao Zezhong moved his head down again, and stopped under Xia Jiusheng.

Xia Jiusheng only felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his brain. He had never experienced that kind of soft touch. He made an unbearable sound from his mouth, and his chest heaved violently. He just wanted to vent something that had been suppressed for a long time in his body.

When Zhao Zezhong moved his mouth to the entrance of the corridor behind, Xia Jiusheng's legs were already clinging to his chest, and his body was about to be folded in half.

"Zhao Zezhong——" Xia Jiusheng let out a hoarse cry. The feeling of being licked made him crazy and made him tremble all over. After everything, he only thought that Zhao Zezhong would quickly enter himself and fill his long-empty heart.

"Yangyang——" Zhao Zezhong quickly took off his underwear, and pressed Xia Jiusheng's body close to his body. The beautiful feeling of skin-to-skin contact made Zhao Zezhong crazy.

The front end was already wet into a ball, Zhao Zezhong didn't hesitate anymore, he used his hands to find the position, and pushed in.

The two sighed in satisfaction at the same time, and they were tightly entwined, completing the fit.

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In the old man's room.

Uncle Zhao and Father Zhao each took a chair and sat on the head of the bed. The old man was still leaning on the bed with a quilt behind him.

After an hour of deep sleep, the old man felt very energetic, so he woke up his two sons to discuss some matters.

"You said that when he was treating me, he only put his hand on my forehead, kept his eyes closed, and made no other movements?" the old man asked in a trembling voice.

Now that there are no outsiders, the old man asked about what happened at that time in detail.

"Yes, Dad, we are all around, we can see clearly, we can't be wrong." Uncle Zhao said with certainty.

"So, he really is—" The old man seemed to be at a loss for what to say, stopped, frowned, thought for a while, and asked again: "You should have heard of the legend of cultivating immortals, right?"

"These fairy tales can be found in novels and movies—" Uncle Zhao replied, his eyes widened suddenly, he stared at the old man and said, "Dad, don't you mean that Xiao Xia is a cultivator of immortals—"

"Except for immortal cultivators, ordinary people can find the root of the disease and cure them without using their eyes." The old man sighed and said slowly.

"Aren't these myths and legends? How could they really exist in reality?" Dad Zhao said in surprise.

"Any legend may be true." The old man said calmly, "Do you think that the legends that have been handed down through the ages are all made up by people. If there is no prototype, how can it be made up?"

Zhao's father was a bit disapproving. He was a staunch atheist and always felt that myths and legends were made up by the ancients, but it was a real fact that Xiao Xia cured the old man's illness, which made him suddenly shake his faith.

"Don't think about it too much. This method of cultivating immortals has been lost for thousands of years. The Xiaoxia Shimen may be the only hidden sect that has not been passed down." The old man sighed.

Right.If there were many people cultivating immortals, it would have been spread out long ago. For top families like their Zhao family, they have only heard of it, and they have no chance to come into contact with it, which can only mean that it has really been lost.

"Then how do we get along with Xiaoxia?" Uncle Zhao asked the practical question.

"You can only make friends, not offend." The old man said every word.

"Oh." Uncle Zhao and Dad Zhao lowered their heads and thought for a while, and understood the meaning of this sentence.

Yes, the Zhao family was lucky to know a cultivator, and they had a close relationship. As long as this relationship is maintained in the future, the Zhao family will prosper, so there is no difficulty.

They have almost stood at the top of human beings, no matter whether it is power or wealth, they are almost all lacking. The only thing they have to worry about is their health. If it can be made up, what difficulties will the Zhao family have in the future?

Thinking of this, the brothers of the Zhao family let out a sigh of relief. This future is so beautiful that they were a little out of control with excitement.

"By the way, Dad, why did you suddenly become unconscious this time?" Dad Zhao suddenly thought of this question and asked in puzzlement.

The old man drank the wine brought by Xiaosi, and his body changed very obviously. It can be said that the geriatric diseases on his body were almost gone. Why did he have a sudden cerebral hemorrhage yesterday?

"Alas—" the old man sighed, and said sadly, "Your sister has been away for too long, probably no one remembers her birthday, right?"

"Oh." Father Zhao glanced at Uncle Zhao. Indeed, if no one reminded them, they really didn't think of it.

Now the Zhao family will only get together on the anniversary of the death of their younger sister, to commemorate it, the birthday is really forgotten.

"Yesterday was her birthday—" The old man's eyes turned red again.

"Dad, you want to drive more." Uncle Zhao persuaded.

Father is getting old, so he can only recuperate and not hurt himself.

Elderly people are most likely to injure themselves if they think too much. Yesterday, the master suddenly fell into a coma. It seems that it was caused by missing his sister.

"Well, I see." The old man took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes, and replied.

For the sake of this family, I really can't indulge in thinking about my daughter. Fortunately, Xiao Xia saved her life this time when she was in a coma. If there is another time, and Xiao Xia has no time to come over, am I really going to die?

"Where's Xiao Si?" The old man asked suddenly after being quiet for a while.

"Let's be with Xiao Xia." Dad Zhao replied after thinking about it.

"You said what is the relationship between Xiao Si and Xiao Xia?" The old man suddenly asked a strange question.

"Aren't they friends?" Papa Zhao replied with a frown.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that their relationship is a bit weird." The old man sighed and expressed his worries. "Two good friends, how could it be possible to take a nap together, don't you think it's strange?"

"Dad, you wouldn't say that Xiaosi has that kind of relationship with him, would you—" Zhao's father asked hesitantly.

In the upper circles, it is actually very common for men to have sex with men, but usually they are covered by a normal relationship between husband and wife, ordinary people will not know, so Dad Zhao was not much surprised when he heard the old man ask this.

"I'm not sure either." The old man said worriedly. "Now I'm afraid they are that kind of relationship, and I'm afraid they're not that kind of relationship—"

"Why?" Papa Zhao asked.

As a father, if he knew that his son liked the same sex, he would definitely not be able to accept it emotionally, so he was very puzzled when he told his father that he hoped they would have that kind of relationship.

Although the old man is open-minded, as far as he knows, it seems that he is not yet so open-minded.

"You should know why I proposed marriage with old man Li?" The old man asked again.

"I know." Uncle Zhao nodded. "Father arranged this skillfully at the beginning, otherwise our Zhao family would not have been able to get the help of the Li family. Many close families have gradually become estranged or even turned against each other. Only our two families have maintained a close relationship for 20 years."

"Yes, after all these years, Zhao and Li have become one body, one prospers and the other loses." The old man sighed, "If Xiao Si and Xiao Xia have that kind of relationship, then how do you say we face old man Li? May not create a gap?"

"Yes." The two nodded. "So Xiao Si and Xiao Xia absolutely can't have that kind of relationship."

"But you have to know, if Xiaosi and Xiaoxia don't have that kind of relationship, then how can we guarantee that Xiaoxia and Xiaosi will always maintain the current friendship? It's really too easy for friends to turn against each other."

Yes, this is really a very real problem.

"Forget it, it's useless for us to dream about this issue." The old man frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly let out a long breath, and gave up thinking about it again.

After a pause, he told his two sons: "Let them develop their relationship, no matter what kind of relationship they end up with? As elders, you must not interfere indiscriminately. We cannot afford to lose in this matter."

"Understood, Dad." Thinking of the consequences of Xiaoxia Wanwan becoming enemies with the Zhao family because of their interference, the two responded in unison.

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At Uncle Xia's house, after learning about Xia Jiuxing's assault, the two brothers lost their minds. In the end, the old lady made the decision and asked the grandson to call the work unit to ask for sick leave, rest at home for two days, and see how the situation develops before proceeding. Intend.

They are still taking chances now, the place is relatively remote, there is no camera, maybe no passerby has noticed, in that case, they can evade responsibility.

After hearing this, Xia Jiuxing felt a little more at ease, took out his mobile phone, called his boss, and asked for a few days off.

The matter was temporarily settled, and Xia's father was not in the mood to stay at the elder brother's house, so he walked slowly back to his own house and told his wife about it.

Although Xia's mother felt that it was not good for them to handle it like this, she might as well go to the police station and explain that as long as she didn't kill anyone, she would feel at ease if she paid some money.But after all, she is just an aunt and has no right to make up her mind for her nephew. What's more, the old lady is such a strong person. If she expresses other opinions, she may have conflicts with her mother-in-law.

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Xia Jiusheng slept very soundly this time, from one o'clock in the afternoon to four o'clock.

Opening his eyes, seeing Zhao Zezhong beside him, he felt inexplicably at ease. He stretched out his hand and touched it. There was nothing sticking to his body, and nothing seemed to flow out from behind. It seemed that Zhao Zezhong had cleaned it up for him.

Shrinking his head, he pulled the quilt up and pressed it to his face, and took a deep breath.

The quilt was full of Zhao Zezhong's smell and the scent after passion, which made him nostalgic and satisfied. Looking at Zhao Zezhong who was still sleeping with his eyes closed, Xia Jiusheng secretly reached out and touched Zhao Zezhong.

That part is now obediently drooping, like a dead snake without a bone.Xia Jiusheng withdrew his hand, a little surprised at his boldness.

That guy just now was really fierce, hitting him fiercely again and again, pushing him to the peak again and again, and later he didn't even have the strength to hum, and let Zhao Zezhong press on him, moving tirelessly until he was completely inside. Dreamland.

It's been a long time since I've had such a dark and sweet sleep, Xia Jiusheng thought with a sigh.

Looking at the mobile phone next to the bed, it was already past four o'clock. He sat up hastily and began to get dressed.

In someone else's house, sleeping like this all afternoon, he felt very rude. After thinking about it, he shook Zhao Zezhong again.

"Yangyang, I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while." Zhao Zezhong muttered.

"It's past four o'clock, we've been in the room for so long, your parents won't suspect anything, right?" Xia Jiusheng asked worriedly.

"Hmm—" Zhao Zezhong still wanted to play tricks, but suddenly understood the meaning of Xia Jiusheng's words, and sat up straight away, completely drowsy.

Yes, no matter how good the relationship between the two men is, if they get tired of being together all afternoon, they will be suspected.

"Are you scared?" Xia Jiusheng looked away at this moment, seeing Zhao Zezhong's nervousness, and sneered.

"Well, I'm a little scared." Zhao Zezhong rubbed his eyes and admitted honestly.