After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

"Is this braised pork?" Seeing Qu Zhong scooping water into the pot, Liu Zhou raised his head and asked him.

"That's right!" Stretching out his hand to rub his head twice, Qu Zhong put the lid on the pot: "This meat is red in sauce, and it's roasted, isn't it just braised pork?"

"Then what does this braised pork taste like?" Liu Song, the youngest, stretched his neck and sniffed it vigorously.

"Wow, woof, woof!" The Lingmo dog was caught under Liu Song's arm, and was struggling hard. In Qu Zhong's ears, it sounded like: "These children are too scary, help me."

Ling Mogou, whose eyes were deflated, was about to shed tears, and Qu Zhong, whose stomach was about to ache from laughing.

This guy frightened Luo Han and the others in the previous world, but he was majestic. When he met these children in this world, no matter how much he bared his teeth, he could not escape the fate of being raped.

"You can eat more in a while, and then describe the taste to the teacher."

After laughing enough, Qu Zhong finally reached out to rescue the poor Lingmo dog: "From now on, you can only touch it, don't strangle its neck."

As soon as the Lingmo dog regained its freedom, it jumped onto the courtyard wall with a whoosh, and disappeared without a trace in a few steps.

"Master Qu, why does your dog look like a wolf!"

Uncle Liu, who was arranging the firewood, observed carefully for a long time, but still asked with some uncertainty.

The dog's ears and tail are red. As long as it stands there, the dogs in the village dare not approach it.

"This is a hybrid of a wolf and a dog. I also picked it up at the foot of the mountain by accident."

He started talking nonsense with his eyes open, and Qu Zhong also fabricated a life experience for Lingmo Dog by the way, which can be regarded as letting him pass the bright road.

"No wonder, the dogs in the village can't compare with this imposing manner." Uncle Liu suddenly realized, and his admiration for Qu Zhongdi deepened.

Master Qu is indeed not an ordinary person, even raising a dog is different from other people's.

Qu Zhong, who was regarded as an expert again, was squatting down and taking pills from the bag at his feet.

Village Chief Liu, who had been watching his movements, immediately noticed these pills. The pitch-black pills looked black and bright in the sun, and the strong scent of the medicine also floated into his nose: "This is it?"

"This is a health-preserving pill I made myself. It's for keeping fit." With his left hand, he picked up a pill from the heart of his right hand and handed it to the village chief. Qu Zhong smiled and threw one into his mouth first.

Village head Liu squeezed the pill and didn't know what it meant. Is it for him to see, or for him to taste.

"Try it, I'll send one to Uncle Liu soon." Qu Zhong raised his hand, picked up the bag and handed it to Village Chief Liu.

There was no bitter taste in the mouth of the pill, but a sweetness filled the tip of the tongue. After chewing it lightly twice, the pill melted away, leaving only a little aftertaste lingering in his mouth. Village Chief Liu opened his mouth, I just sighed, "This taste is really good."

Reminiscent of the medicinal materials that Qu Zhong memorized yesterday, Village Chief Liu didn't know whether it was because of his own psychological effects or the real effect. He actually felt a warm feeling in his abdomen, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in hot water.

"I'll go right away." Taking the bag happily, Village Chief Liu's subconscious first reaction was to dig out a few for the children to eat.

Seeing this, Qu Zhong had no choice but to smile and said, "This pill can only be taken by the elderly, and the children will not benefit from it." Seeing the disappointment on the children's faces, he added: "There are still many delicious pills in the future. to you."

"Then I'll send it to the third child." Immediately withdrew his hand, Village Chief Liu carried the bag and walked away. He probably squeezed the pills in the bag and found that there were quite a few pills, which should be given to all the old people in the village. If he had prepared it, he had to hurry and deliver it door to door.

Uncle Liu took the pills and swallowed them without even asking, and kept urging the village chief to deliver the pills after taking them.

The two of them carried the bags excitedly and left the yard. They never doubted whether there was anything wrong with the pills that Qu Zhong gave them. Instead, they felt along the way that a little kindness from a year ago turned out to be fruitless. Today's good fruit.

Qu Zhong: "..."

Anyway, leave someone for him to look after the fire, he doesn't know how to light a fire at all.

While blowing fire on his cheeks, Qu Zhong was choked and coughed again and again.

In the end, it was Liu Shi who saw Qu Zhong was in a hurry, so he ran over from the corner of the wall and took the initiative to take over the task of setting the fire.

The smell of meat gradually spread from the pot, and the scoop spread all over the yard. In the kitchen, the wife of the village chief also steamed rice with mixed grains and began to pick vegetables.

Huquan Village, which had been gloomy for several years, finally had a somewhat lively scene. For the first time in five years, they seemed to have forgotten the pain of a few years ago, and speculated about Qu Zhongdi's past with relish.

The village chief who delivered the pills came back, followed by a large group of villagers, who rushed into the yard excitedly chatting about what happened.

The courtyard, which was originally quite large, was filled with people at once. Granny Qian took the female relatives to the kitchen, and Uncle Liu began to distribute cigarettes to the remaining people, and everyone squatted in the courtyard and chatted.

Qu Zhong stirred the braised pork that was almost dried out, and shouted at the children who were still running wildly: "It's time to eat."

All the people gathered together, and everyone held their bowls and looked at the village chief, waiting for him to say something.

But the village chief just smiled, and turned his gaze to Qu Zhong: "Let Master tell us a few words."

"Cough cough." Qu Zhongqing coughed twice and scratched his head, feeling like he was trying to drive a duck to the stage, before raising his hand: "May our village get better and better in the future."

"It's getting better and better." Liu Sanshu took the lead and shouted, emotionally, the hand holding the wine glass was shaking and spilled a lot of wine.

"It's getting better and better." Everyone shouted loudly, loudly and magnificently.

The host and guests had a great meal, and it was not until the villagers cleaned up the yard again that they finally left Qu Zhong's house under the moonlight.

The courtyard suddenly fell silent.

Qu Zhong stretched his waist, looked around in the darkness, and made sure that the Lingmo dog hadn't come back, so he turned and went back to the main room.

Early the next morning, the morning classes continued as usual, and the children really obediently completed the homework assigned by Qu Zhong.

They ended the class as if tacitly, and they were not in a hurry to go home. Instead, they followed him into the backyard, looking at Qu Zhong expectantly with wide eyes.

"You don't go home, what are you watching me do?"

He took the water and washed his face, Qu Zhong was a little puzzled.

This story has been agreed in class and will be told in the afternoon. What are these children doing around him if they don’t go home.

"Teacher, we just want to ask why Lingmo is not here today."

Yesterday they could still see the Lingmo dog lying on the eaves of the backyard in the classroom, but they haven't seen it for a whole day, and they are a little worried that their recklessness yesterday scared it away.

It turned out to be this!

After wiping off the water on his face, Qu Zhong nodded with a smile: "I guess you were scared away."

He wasn't worried that the Lingmo dog would be bullied by other wild animals on the mountain, as long as the guy who could scratch a tree trunk with one paw, it would be fine if he didn't bully other animals.

"Then what should we do?" Liu Shi anxiously beat his left palm with his right fist, looking distressed.

"It's all your fault. You kept strangling its neck, so it left in anger." Liu Zhou's little black face collapsed, pointing at Liu Song and complaining.

Liu Song raised his head and complained to Qu Zhong in a low voice: "Obviously Brother Liu Zhou also hugged him, and he even pulled the tail of Lingmo Dog."

"You pulled it."

"It's you."

"Stop arguing, we all touched it, what are we doing by pushing it on others?" Liu Yong pulled away the two people who were almost cross-eyed, and pointed to Liu Zhou emphatically: "You are an older brother, why don't you take any responsibility at all?" .”

"I pulled Lingmo's tail three times." Liu Shi honestly raised his hand, and clearly wrote down his "crime".

Qu Zhong, who found a stool and sat down watching several people arguing, kept silent with a smile on his face.

The little guy Liu Shi really had a wonderful memory and was honest, so he immediately jumped out and admitted his mistake.

And Liu Yong made Qu Zhong feel happy again, this kid not only has a quick brain, but also has such a sense of responsibility, and seeing the children are very convinced, even Liu Shi didn't raise any objections.

"Okay, it will come back later, so don't argue about it."

After seeing enough excitement, Qu Zhong finally stopped it, waved his hand and planned to tell the children to go back to eat: "Next time you ask before you touch it, okay, let's go back to eat."

"Can it understand what we say?" Liu Zhou continued to ask.

"You didn't ask how you know it doesn't understand." Liu Song and Liu Zhou got on the pole, and before Liu Zhou's words fell, they immediately opened their mouths.

"you……"

Just as Liu Zhou was about to reply, a few loud dog barks suddenly came from the courtyard gate, interrupting his words.

In these high-pitched barking sounds, what Qu Zhong heard was Lingmo Dog's sharp cry for help. This voice was different from yesterday's, and Lingmo Dog's voice was a little out of tune.

Qu Zhong's eyes sank, he picked up a piece of firewood beside him and ran out in stride.

The children were stunned for a moment, thinking that Qu Zhong was going to beat the dog, they were so frightened that they ran to follow.

The gate to the front yard, which had been left unlocked because the children were coming to study, was wide open at the moment.

The voice of the Lingmo dog calling its owner came from outside the courtyard wall.

Just as Qu Zhong walked out of the gate, he followed Lingmo Dog's voice and looked to the left, and was immediately petrified on the spot.

A bamboo basket lay quietly at the base of the courtyard wall on the right, and the ears of the Lingmo dog were being held tightly by a small hand protruding from the cradle.

"Master, come and save me quickly, my ears are about to fall off." Lingmo Dog tilted his head, his big black and white eyes were about to shed tears.

Ignoring the Lingmo dog, Qu Zhong looked down at the basket.

A thin and pale child opened his wet eyes, his small mouth was bubbling, and his pink gums were exposed in a smile.

Seeing Qu Zhong's big face appearing above, he was not afraid at all, but let go of Lingmo Dog's ears, and stretched out his hands for Qu Zhong to hug.

Qu Zhong: "..."

"Teacher, it's a child." The children who followed were also dumbfounded.

One big, five small and one dog all stared blankly at the basket in a daze.

It wasn't until the child in the basket started to struggle and was about to fall out of the basket that Qu Zhong had no choice but to bend down and pick him up.

"Hehehe." The child was hugged into his arms, and immediately began to laugh, and the top of his head with a few sparse hairs still rubbed against Qu Zhong's neck.

"Oh oh oh!" Qu Zhong felt at a loss for the first time, imitating the method seen in the TV series and patting the child gently.

The sharp-eyed Liu Zhou immediately saw that there was a letter in the basket: "Teacher, there is a letter here."

With his right hand continuing to shake the child lightly, Qu Zhong unfolded the letter with his left hand and roughly scanned it.

Qu Zhong: "..."

This feeling is to find the right target to lose the child.

The letter said that the child had been born with congenital deficiencies since his mother's womb. Not only was he in poor health, but he also brought his twin brother, who was born almost at the same time, to frequent illnesses.

The two fell ill every now and then, making the whole mansion tremble with fear every day.

One day, a wandering monk passed by and said that the two brothers were destined to be incompatible, and one of them must be sent to be raised by a destined person, otherwise neither of them would survive.

And this child who didn't even have a name was immediately selected as a candidate, and was sent out of the mansion to find another foster person.

The entrusted person passed by Meishui Town occasionally, saw that Professor Qu Zhong was very patient with the children, and heard that he stayed in Huquan Village to teach the children with a bodhisattva heart, so he sent the children here.

At the back of the letter, it also said that the child did not know how long he would live because of his illness.

No matter when the child will die early in the future, I only hope that Qu Zhong will let him live a happy life for a few years, nothing else.

And if this child dies early in the future, he will be buried in the cemetery in Huquan Village. If he grows up safely, this child has nothing to do with them.

The child on the shoulders was wearing a thin cotton padded coat, leaning against the shoulders and motionless.

Qu Zhong cursed in his heart, feeling very angry at the family who abandoned the child.

Just for the sake of mutual restraint, it doesn't count if you abandon your own child. Every sentence in this sentence means that you don't want your child to have anything to do with them.

The last sentence in the letter made Qu Zhong guess that it must be some kind of house trick of a big family.

"You carry the basket, we'll talk in the house first."

Looking around, there was no trace of the person who brought him here, Qu Zhong sighed, and had no choice but to carry the child into the door.

The Lingmo dog had already fled into the house when the child let go of its ears.

boom--

The closed door was quiet for a moment, and then remembered a slight creaking sound. Qu Zhong bent over and looked through the crack of the door, and found that there was really no movement outside, so he really went to the backyard.

It wasn't until the voice of Qu Zhong telling Liu Shi to call the village chief's wife was heard in the backyard that a young man came out from the corner of the courtyard wall.

Wearing a wide bamboo hat, he took a last look at the courtyard gate, turned around and disappeared by the side of the path.

***

The child said in the letter that he was only nine months old, and that Qu Zhong, who had lived for several worlds, had never had the experience of raising such a child, so he could only ask the aunts in the village for help.

The child was well behaved and was put to bed, but honestly started to smack his fingers.

Until the village head's wife and Aunt Liu rushed over, the child was still obediently lying down.

But when the aunts came, they could only stare at each other.

This child should still be breastfeeding at such a young age, but there is no breastfeeding woman in the village, what to feed the child.

"Why don't we make some refined rice paste to feed this child!" Aunt Liu suggested.

"In case the child has not eaten food, it will be troublesome if he has diarrhea." The village head's wife frowned and looked at Qu Zhong worriedly.

The child's quilt was made of silk and satin, so it should have come from a wealthy family, and the child was skinny, so it seemed that he was in poor health.

have to!The last few people discussed for a long time, but they all waited for Qu Zhong to make a decision.

"I'll check the pulse first." With a helpless sigh, Qu Zhong stretched out his hand to press the child's little hand.

Sure enough, it was a congenital weakness brought out of the mother's womb, not only weak, but also mild pneumonia.

"I'll go to the mayor to buy a ewe and come back." Retracting his finger, Qu Zhong decided to let him drink milk first.

Although a nine-month-old child should be able to eat complementary food, but this child has a weak spleen and stomach, so he still needs to be warmed with milk and spiritual spring first.

"Go ahead, let's take care of the child." The village head's wife breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly tightened the child's quilt, for fear that he would be blown away.

"Father! Father!"

The foot that had just stepped out of the threshold was almost tripped, and Qu Zhong staggered a few times before standing still.

Did he just hear the child call him father?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-1523:35:54~2020-11-1715:48:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 walking song;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 53 bottles of blue dye; 50 bottles of Xiaobai; 1 bottle of Qianqian;