Respect the little husband [farming]

Shen Wenxuan was sitting in front of the sickbed, and the little boy named Ping'er was counting the silver with bright eyes on the table behind him, and he estimated that he had counted seven or eight times.

This time Zhang Tieniu also came down, sitting on the sidelines watching this little Shuang'er fiddle with the money, brother Shen was really relieved, he was not afraid that the little baby would lose the money.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tieniu was really convinced, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Shen Wenxuan with admiration. He never imagined that Brother Shen could earn so much money in just a few hours, and he won't be rich in the future!

I don't know how the rumors spread in the village in the past. Brother Shen is so capable, are their dogs blind?

Zhang Tieniu couldn't help being thoughtful, and the gaze he looked at Shen Wenxuan could not help but gradually changed from admiration to sympathy. Brother Shen must have been slandered by the villagers because of his mother's affairs.

Brother Shen is so good, but he can't be bullied to this point just because of his birth!He must protect Brother Shen more in the village in the future!

Shen Wenxuan didn't know that Zhang Tieniu, who was honest and honest behind him, was actually a brain tonic emperor. Not only did he have no doubts at all, but he even made himself perfect with his own filter.

He looked at the pale figure on the sickbed, thin and thin, trapped in a small ball under the soft quilt.

Shuang'er's breathing has calmed down, the smell of blood on her body has been replaced by the scent of herbs, and her long messy hair has been tidied up, revealing her immature face underneath.

Shen Wenxuan actually couldn't see what he looked like, because his face was also smeared with medicine, with red spots and green spots, which looked a bit funny.

But if you look carefully, you can still see the original beauty, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and it is a bit beautiful to lie quietly like this.

Quite good looking.

Shen Wenxuan thought about it, and played with the end of his hair casually. His hair was a little curly, whether it hadn't recovered yet or something.

Dr. Zhao, who was sitting in front of the clinic, came in, covered his mouth and coughed dissatisfiedly when he saw a room full of people, with displeased eyes.

This is a place where patients recuperate, why don't they have any self-awareness!

Ping'er understood his grandpa's meaning, jumped off the chair, and happily ran away with money in his arms full of money.

Lying here is the Shuang'er bought by Brother Shen, that is Brother Shen's person, Zhang Tieniu felt that it was inappropriate for him to stay as an outsider, so he rubbed his nose embarrassingly and followed him out.

In other words, that little baby, don't run around with so much money!What if I was robbed? !

Shen Wenxuan was thick-skinned and still nestled beside the couch. He was a little tired and didn't want to move.

Dr. Zhao didn't chase him away, but just pulled him aside, so as not to disturb his medical treatment.

The hand that pounded the medicine and made a thick layer of calluses rested on the slender wrists of the twins. Dr. Zhao stroked his beard, closed his eyes and shook his head.

Shen Wenxuan: ...how about you tasting food?

While watching, Shen Wenxuan lowered his head and sipped a cup of tea on the small cabinet in front of the sickbed. He didn't speak, and waited patiently for the old doctor to finish his diagnosis.

After the old doctor finished his consultation, before Shen Wenxuan put down the teacup in his hand, a purse was thrown in his arms, which was his money bag.

Dr. Zhao: "You have more than 50 taels, and I will return these to you."

Shen Wenxuan put the purse into his arms without changing his face, his face was extremely calm, but in fact he was excited in his heart.

Luckily there are more fucks!If it wasn't enough, he really couldn't fucking live!

Zhang Tieniu admires that he can make so much money in a short period of time, but in fact, it is all quick money. According to the difference between ancient and modern information, he has been relying on this to make money. I am afraid that he has not become a rich man because he is too eye-catching. .

While Shen Wenxuan was thinking about what kind of honest work he could do, he saw Doctor Zhao roll up Shuang'er's sleeves and give him the needle.

The movements were skillful, and he saw that Shuang'er's face was still in a deep sleep, and he didn't even notice the slightest discomfort. It seemed that Dr. Zhao's medical skills were not bad, and the medical level in this county was surprisingly good.

"Doctor Zhao is very skilled in medicine, why don't you show it to Brother Zhang later?" Shen Wenxuan said, the wound on Zhang Tieniu's foot was roughly bandaged yesterday. Since he wants to buy Zhang Tieniu, he must do so at the right time. Do what is right for you.

"No need," Dr. Zhao took his treasured silver needle and burned it on the candle, raised Shuang'er's other arm and stabbed it, "It's useless for a man with rough skin and thick flesh like him, Just take a bottle of wound medicine outside."

Shen Wenxuan smiled, without forcing, and asked: "Can the patient's family members be allowed to accompany the bed in the hospital?"

Dr. Zhao paused for a while when he gave the needle, stared at Shen Wenxuan for a while, and couldn't help laughing meaningfully: "Okay, boy, did you fall in love with Xiao Shuanger so soon?"

"However, if you look at it, if this little Shuanger is really kidnapped, you can't stop me from reporting to the police, and my medical center is a clean place, so I won't allow you to have hair that is not fully grown. The boy is so obscene that he can't help but want to cook raw rice? Heh, I'll see if I can do it."

Shen Wenxuan: ...Old man, can you say it again?

Shen Wenxuan upheld the moral principles of respecting the old and loving the young and did not fight the old man, but he just kept his cheek and refused to leave.

Just kidding, it's almost dark today, and his dilapidated house hasn't been tidied up at all, so he never sleeps in a haunted house if he can find a good place to sleep.

Zhang Tieniu was troubled when he heard that Shen Wenxuan would not go back today. Shen Wenxuan handed him a bottle of golden sore medicine from Dr. Zhao and asked him to go back first, so as not to worry his family members. He just asked him to pick him up at noon tomorrow. I'm going to buy some things in the county tomorrow to take home.

Shen Wenxuan fumbled for the purse in his bosom to figure it out, the medicine for the pair was too expensive, and it cost 30 taels before Dr. Zhao's consultation fee was taken into account, and after deducting the money for the buns, the remaining 19 taels For 85 texts, he needs to plan and spend carefully. He really can't bear to sleep in the haunted house anymore. Although he slept soundly for the first time, it may be the buff bonus of physical fatigue.

Shen Wenxuan was thinking about it when he suddenly heard movement from the other side of the room.

Shen Wenxuan listened attentively. He slept in the ward in the back hall, but he was far away from the pair. In order to avoid suspicion between them, Dr. Zhao added a screen between them.

At this time, the movement came from the other side of the screen.

Shen Wenxuan sat up hesitantly, but there was still movement coming from the other end, which sounded like strands of pain.

Shen Wenxuan stared at the dark night outside the window. There was no movement in Dr. Zhao's room in the backyard. Shen Wenxuan lowered his eyes and thought for a while. Before he went to call the doctor, he swayed from side to side.

The voice behind the screen suddenly changed from moaning in pain to sobbing in panic. Shen Wenxuan sighed, got out of bed and lit the oil lamp in the room, and crossed the screen with light movements.

He has always only known men and women, and he knows very well that he is not interested in men.

By the candlelight, Shuang'er on the hospital bed frowned, the corners of his eyes and cheeks were wet, his slender green fingers grabbed the quilt beside him into a ball, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his forehead hair was wet A corner of the quilt on his body was also lifted because of his irregular movements, exposing his feet.

Shen Wenxuan walked over to re-cover him with the quilt without knowing why, and gently lifted his feet without changing his face, so as to smooth out his crumpled sheets.

When he was done, he raised his head, and the pair opened a gap and looked at him, his eyes were hazy, out of focus, and the tears in the corners of his eyes would not fall.

"......thirsty."

He said.

The voice was soft and quiet, and Shen Wenxuan paused for a long time before he realized it. He put down the oil lamp in his hand, got up and walked quickly to the kitchen to pour water.

Because it is a medical center, hot water is not known when it will be needed, so a pot has been kept warm on the stove in the kitchen just in case. It is already late at night, and the fire under the stove has long since gone out. Shen Wenxuan touched the pot Fortunately, the water inside was still warm.

He came back with the pot and poured a glass, Shen Wenxuan was about to hand it to Shuang'er on the bed, but Shuang'er closed his eyes and fell asleep again, this time the breath was long, without the previous struggle.

Shen Wenxuan looked at the water in his hand and expressed doubts.

...Do you still drink this water?

If he doesn't drink, he will let it go... Shen Wenxuan bent down and raised his eyes inadvertently, and noticed his pale and peeling lips... Helplessly straightened up again and sighed, holding the teacup and sitting on the edge of the bed, Gently supported the back of his neck with his hand to tilt his head back slightly, the cup in his hand was close to his lips and teeth, and fed it little by little.

He didn't feed much, subconsciously wiped the water stains from the corners of Shuang'er's mouth with his fingers, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and put him back again, then covered the quilt and tucked the corners of the quilt.

Very good, sleep well and don't move anymore.

Shen Wenxuan didn't realize that something was wrong at first, but when he lay back on the bed and recalled what he had done, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

His grandfather had been seriously ill and was hospitalized, so he was extremely skilled in taking care of the patients. Many of them were done subconsciously, so there should be nothing wrong with it.

Shen Wenxuan thought about it, and secretly wiped the fingers on the quilt that had touched the corners of a certain pair of mouths. There was still a wet and soft temperature on them, which made people feel hairy.

Shen Wenxuan got up very early in the morning, and the medical center was already opened.

Ping'er went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast very diligently, with quick hands and feet, and when Shen Wenxuan simply cleaned himself up, Ping'er's breakfast was also ready, and he made a special one for Shen Wenxuan, including Shuang'er on the hospital bed.

Shen Wenxuan was biting the pancake in his hand, and vaguely heard the noise of Ping'er violently kicking Dr. Zhao awake in the backyard, thinking that the extra hospital fee was not bad.

After eating a palm-sized white flour plain cake and drinking a bowl of sweet potato porridge, Shen Wenxuan walked out of the clinic.

He was holding a map of Anhe County borrowed from Dr. Zhao. It was drawn by Dr. Zhao himself when he first moved here a few years ago. It was marked with Dr. Zhao's real-time updates, so it was very convenient to hold.

Relying on this picture, Shen Wenxuan walked around the streets and alleys of Anhe County. After two days, Anhe County finally became more lively, and almost all the shops were open for business.

Shen Wenxuan passed by Xianghuayuan and knew that it is not the normal opening time of Xianghuayuan, so it is not surprising to see that the gate of Xianghuayuan is locked, but he is just curious whether the old bustard has followed his idea?

If he does it, he will get money, if he doesn't, he will have nothing to lose.

In the final analysis, the Fragrant Flower Courtyard was decided by the bustard.

Shen Wenxuan didn't stay any longer, turned around and went straight to the grain store in Anhe County.

Before he went, Shen Wenxuan was still a little worried. He saw that several shops were spread to the shop by the Qiang people. According to Shen Wenxuan's knowledge, the foreigners came either for money or for killing and cruelty.

Now it is the autumn harvest and the rice has just been harvested, and it is more likely that foreigners will come in for food.

It is not known how damaged the grain store was.

But when Shen Wenxuan really arrived at the grain shop, he was surprised that the grain shop was intact, without any trace of being raped.

"Xiao Er," Shen Wenxuan asked after looking around for a week, "I see that your shop here is very good. Is the guy in your shop injured?"

"No, no," Xiao Er laughed, "The guest officer was frightened by the movement of the group of Qiang people two days ago, but this time we are lucky. The guards in our county were beaten away, it was really thunderous and raining, and they dared to rush to us if they have no strength, and if they dare to come again next time, even my junior, I will dare to go forward and fight a few times!"

The other food buyers around couldn't help laughing a few times after hearing this, and quite agreed with Xiaoer's words, how can he be shaken by those young people who want to celebrate the country!

Shen Wenxuan lowered his eyes when he thought of the guards who stole the people's money that day, and his emotions were mixed. They could fight against foreigners regardless of their lives to guard the people in the city, and they could also greedily eat the hard-earned money of the people like hungry wolves.

That's the complexity of human nature.

Seeing that the customers in the store were all interested, Xiao Er clapped his hands and continued: "It is said that on the day when the Manqiang people entered the city, the horseshoes shook the ground and the whips shook the sky, and the Manqiang people were all tall. Ma Da, riding on that wild horse is almost higher than the roof, as soon as he enters the city, he runs to the west city, and I heard that many houses in the west city have been destroyed."

The guests all stopped to choose food, and listened to Xiao Er's talk one after another. When they saw Xiao Er stopped here, they were anxious: "And then? How are the people in West City?"

"I heard that those barbarian Qiang people are barbarians, they don't understand the etiquette, and those methods of torturing people are scary. I heard they even eat people!"

The others were startled.

"Guest officers, please be calm and don't be impatient," Xiaoer reassured, "Everyone forgot? Wasn't the west city conscripted for military use at the beginning of the year? It's the base camp of the guard army. Once those barbarian Qiang arrived there, they poked a hornet's nest. It's a joy to be beaten to pieces by those guards!"

"Good! It's really satisfying!"

"I didn't expect that all the military masters in our county are heroes. The county magistrate should make a plaque and send it over early, so as to praise him."

"Yeah yeah......"

Shen Wenxuan listened to them telling stories for a long time, but he didn't expect that the second child in Liangpu had a talent for storytelling, so he stayed in Liangpu and lost his talent.

but......

Shen Wenxuan opened the map. He remembered that the grain shops and granaries in the county were very close to each other, and they were all in Dongcheng, and the richest place in Anhe County was also Dongcheng. is rich.

Then, why did those barbarian Qiangs run to the west city?

If you didn't know the layout of Anhe County at the beginning, why didn't you split up?

The barbarian Qiang raged in the city for two days, why is there only a guard army in the county?Why is there no movement in the county above or in the surrounding counties?

There were almost no losses in the county town, so how did those barbarian Qiang who were so stupid break through the border defenses and enter the county town?

There are too many loopholes.

Shen Wenxuan frowned and put away the map. The original owner spent those two days in a coma, so he didn't have any memory in his mind. Maybe the loopholes he thought were just some things he didn't know?

Daqing has been in good weather for decades, and the country is strong. At least the guards in the county are not vegetarians, are they?

Shen Wenxuan tried his best to suppress the worries in his heart, and asked Xiaoer to weigh rice and noodles.

For a small man like him, what he should worry about now is not the state affairs, but how to... clean up his haunted house.