I refuse this box lunch

Fu Wo did not expect this result.

Gu Xincheng didn't let others pretend to be himself in the mansion and claimed that he was not sick, but tried to make Emperor Fanxing hate him and punish him.The goal of being able to continue to stay at home has been achieved, but it almost became one of the unemployed.

No matter how much capital there is, it is not enough to make it like this.

And the paper can't cover the fire, what if the emperor thinks of it one day and wants to call someone over to vent his anger, and he can't find him?

Gu Xincheng had been meditating alone for a whole day, without a single drop of water or rice, and his complexion looked paler than Fu He, the real patient.

Regarding Fuhe's hidden worries, he just glanced over indifferently: "If there is a day, the servants of the family will tell the truth that I went to Pingji to pay homage to my grandfather."

With a clear understanding in his heart, Fu He turned around and carefully looked at the station where they stayed. It turned out that during the few days when he was asleep, the route had quietly changed, and he was heading in a deviated direction.

The news in this palace can't be found out, as soon as there is a clue, it is such a big thunderstorm, it should be slowed down.

"Alright." Fuhe got a paper fan out of nowhere, spread it on his cheeks and shook it twice, his hair fluttered and fell down, "to accompany him in front of the old man's grave for the elders who can't get away, A piece of filial piety, beyond reproach.”

Seeing that there was no response from the person, he paused, Fuhe closed his fan, and comforted him with a humanitarian spirit, "But the body is the capital of the revolution. Don't let me stand still and you fall down. Don't worry about it anymore." , The past is over, and the future can be pursued. If the old man sees you in such a depressed state, he may feel very distressed."

The male protagonist’s life experience is very good, yes, but he lost his mother when he was young, lost his father when he was young, and even the grandfather who loved him passed away early, but there is only one remaining relative of the Tian family, the honor of the royal family, there will always be a layer of estrangement .

In this way, apart from the cold treasury at home, there is no real warmth.

In this world, some people prefer gold and silver, while others value love and righteousness.

Gu Xincheng has contributed a lot to Fu He's points. Without the trust and cooperation of the hero, he would have turned into scum and ashes long ago.

So, after wandering around the post station for a while to loosen his muscles and bones, he went upstairs with a plate of steamed dumplings that were just made in the dining hall next door, put it squarely in front of the man, and said with a smile:

"Eat more or less, it's someone else's fault, what to do yourself. I tasted it, and it's delicious." The voice is kind and soft.

In terms of coaxing and persuading others, Fuhe's cultivation skills are not low.With three points of truth and seven points of experience, there are too many peacemakers and little padded jackets, and people made of mud can spit out a few witty words.

"What's the matter, my lord wants to show off his official authority, so I have to ask you to prepare the vegetables yourself?" The young man rolled up his sleeves in a serious manner, "Who told you to save my life time and time again? There is no repayment for saving my life."

A plump dumpling was placed into a small bowl in front of Gu Xincheng, with a strong fragrance, but the man was indifferent.

Fuhe raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said slowly: "It's not impossible to let me feed you personally." He said so, but he didn't really intend to do it.

Gu Xincheng's signal receiver seemed to be a bit delayed, and after a while, he finally raised his eyes, reached out to hold the chopsticks, and put the dumpling into his mouth.

"How?" Fu He obeyed the doctor's advice and cherished his life, so he didn't dare to eat more of such greasy food.

After chewing and swallowing, the corner of Gu Xincheng's mouth gradually formed a tiny arc: "Very good."

Fu Lanyu took the money to do the work, and after taking the money, he also pulled Fu He back from the gate of hell, and only stayed in the post station for two more days before he patted his butt and prepared to leave.

This is not surprising, the people in the Valley of Miraculous Doctors are very busy, and it is not good for the elders in the valley to know about such things as taking time out to earn extra money.

I just don't know, now that the plot line has been disrupted, will Fu Lanyu meet the wounded and dead heroine and her adoptive father.

"The medicines I prescribed for you, you should take the medicines according to the time, and you can't stop even after a meal." Fu Lanyu looked hurried, the medicine box was already slung on his shoulders, and he spoke in a daze, "Your internal deficiency is serious, and you can't stop it if you only nourish it." Use it, make up as many omissions as possible. Although my prescription is not as good as the longevity pill that even the emperors are eager for, it is no problem to keep you safe for five years."

Fuhe also asked casually: "What about five years later?"

Fu Lanyu pointed to the paralyzed beggar at the door, lingering on his last breath: "It's probably the same as this person's situation."

As soon as the words fell, the man who was doing the cleaning next to him took a quick leap with a broom, and drove away the beggars very skillfully, then turned his head and explained to them enthusiastically: "This big guy was a bastard when he was young, stealing chickens, eating, drinking and whoring. He is a good gambler, and later he got rotten sores, and he was beaten up by his former enemies, and became the bear he is now. Don't pity him, give him money, and he still wants to gamble and go whoring. "

After Fuhe heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment: How dare I become like this in the future?Curse whom?

Fu Lanyu didn't notice anything wrong, and even stared at the pockmarked beggar not far away, nodded and commented "There is no cure, the cure is like death", and then he simply said goodbye.

Fuhe: "Miraculous Doctor Fu, walk slowly." You can go quickly.

If this boy can't speak to the girl's house like this, he probably won't be able to find a marriage.

Fuhe regained his energy, Gu Xincheng also adjusted his mood, and it was time to continue on the road.The two still ride in the same car, almost eating and living together.

It's also strange, Gu Xincheng seems to have eaten steamed dumplings last time and his brain was damaged. Along the way, he had to watch Fuhe and drink medicine on time every day.

The soup was very bitter and fishy, ​​and it was very difficult to swallow. Fuhe suffered from procrastination, and always had to delay drinking it, and even wanted to stop drinking it.

At this time, although Gu Xincheng who was sitting by the table was silent, his dark eyes looked at him lightly. open eyes.

Helpless, people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Ji's family did not build the mysterious and huge mausoleum that the world has said, and the tombs in the ancestral land are just a little bigger than the normal ones.

They don't bring things outside their body with them when they are born, and they don't take them with them when they die. Looking at the simple decorations and buildings around them, you can tell that they are very open-minded in this regard, and they don't have particularly big obsessions.

Gu Xincheng knelt in front of one of the tombstones, his back was no longer as straight as before, but slightly bent respectfully, as if there was a figure he admired in front of him.From a distance, Fuhe could guess that he was probably confiding something to the dead.

After watching for a while, Fuhe rolled his eyes away.

One book, one world.The alliance maintains these worlds through operation, while expending huge energy, it also obtains greater energy.The executors constantly travel through these worlds. Even though they know that everything around them is made of falsehoods, they are still moved by the sincere emotions.

Therefore, the executors are divided into grades, and there are also sayings about the length of working life.

When the time spent in the task world reaches a certain upper limit, the executor must conduct an emotional counseling and desalination according to the regulations.People are not plants, they will be more or less affected by the things in the small world, and some people will even irresistibly develop family, friendship, and love for the characters in the book.

At this time, who would be willing to part with each other?

Emotional overflow is likely to cause a mental breakdown, and an executive's working life will be exhausted.

Therefore, for people like them, the reason for retirement is often not age and physical, but emotional obstacles.

Fowle has also been to the grooming station, and has almost become a frequent visitor there for more than ten years, but his working life is far from over.

He once joked with the system: "I'm waiting for a promotion and salary increase after I go back this trip."