Mr. Fu ran away again today

"Since they're all out, let's take a look." Fu Chuxi said, "You must pretend to be a businessman, right?"

The carriage was swaying, Mo Chen took out a wine jug from some corner, opened it, raised his neck and took a few sips, then leaned against Fu Chuxi bonelessly.

The weather was a bit stuffy, and Fu Chuxi didn't think it was too hot for Mo Chen to be next to him, so he took a folding fan to fan Mo Chen and himself.

In the next few days, the further south we went, the worse the situation became.

Due to the flood, many houses and fields were flooded. Along the way, I met many people who dragged their families to the north.

The wealthy family drove a horse-drawn carriage with servants and headed to the north to temporarily settle down.There are also people who use ox carts and donkey carts to drive on the road, and there are even poor people who carry their children and bedding on their backs. They don’t know how long they have walked in the hot summer. After falling down, I no longer have the strength to get up, and no one collects the bones.

Mo Chen was still in a happy mood a few days ago, and he just wanted to accompany Fu Chuxi on a trip to the south of the Yangtze River.But as he saw those people who lost their homes and became refugees or even beggars, his heart became heavier and heavier.

This Island Master Mo has been taken in as an apprentice by the Island Master Mochen since he could remember, and he has lived the life of a young master who stretches out his clothes and feeds his mouth. Apart from practicing kung fu, he has never lived in poverty. Days, now I come out and look at these, I feel very uncomfortable.

Mo Chen lowered the curtain, blocked a rotting corpse from his sight, sighed, took a sip of mulled wine, and asked, "Xuan Chu, how does the imperial court plan to relieve the disaster? After that, they can return to their homeland." , live the old days?"

Fu Chuxi said: "The rainy season is not over yet. This is the first batch of disaster relief supplies allocated by the imperial court. The relief funds are used for disaster relief water conservancy and relief for the victims. The victims mainly distribute food, salt and cloth to maintain basic life. Follow-up There will also be pensions and tax breaks for the victims, and helping them rebuild their homes."

"I really hope it won't rain again this month." Mo Chen sighed.

When Fu Chuxi and his party came to Linzhou Mansion, Fu Chuxi had already sent Cheng Xuancheng into the city to inquire about it. He knew that Luo Yuan, the prefect of Linzhou, had been doing his best to rescue the disaster since the flood. He almost poured out his family fortune to help the victims.

Seeing this situation, Fu Chuxi and Zhou Cheng stopped pretending to be businessmen, and when they entered Linzhou Mansion, they declared their status as imperial envoys to meet Luo Yuanzheng.

Linzhou Prefecture is only a hundred miles away from the worst-hit town, so many victims took refuge here. When Luo Yuanzheng saw Fu Chuxi and Zhou Cheng, he was so excited that he could not speak. It was delivered in ten days, and wept with joy, insisting on holding a banquet at home to clean up the dust for King Li and Master Zhou.

On such occasions, Mo Chen was not interested and inconvenient to participate, so he and Cheng Xuan went back to the station first, leaving Cheng Yu to follow Fu Chuxi.

The weather is really hot, Mo Chen took a shower, changed into a thin shirt, and looked at the two dishes and one soup delivered by the post station. He didn't see much meat, let alone oil and water, so the island owner picked up his chopsticks , Finally, I still couldn't get the meal to my mouth.

He was not a picky eater since he was a child, and he would eat whatever he was given, but he had never eaten a meal that would make him lose his appetite just by looking at it.

Mo Chen called Cheng Xuan to go out for dinner. There were many beggars along the way, hiding in the shade of trees and at the base of the wall, their clothes were ragged and dirty.

Mo Chen randomly picked a restaurant that looked pretty good, ordered some food, asked Cheng Xuan to sit down, and the two had a meal together.

After eating, as soon as they left the restaurant, the beggars around rushed over, stretching out their hands one by one to eat, Cheng Xuan blocked Mo Chen from approaching them, and the shopkeeper also came to chase them away.

Seeing how pitiful they were, Mo Chen asked Cheng Xuan to buy a hundred steamed buns for them. As soon as the steamed buns came out, not only the beggars around, but also many refugees rushed over. In the end, Cheng Xuan took Mo Chen with him. He left in embarrassment only after getting into the room with ease, Mo Chen was dragged by Cheng Xuan, and looked back at the people who were fighting over steamed buns, his brows were furrowed.

That night, the island owner Mo, who was faced with one dish and one soup, no longer disliked the meager food, and ate a few mouthfuls more or less.

Fu Chuxi didn't come back until dark, and he didn't smell of alcohol. Mo Chen found out after asking that the magistrate's house was no better than the post station. He said it was a banquet, but the meat dishes on the banquet were only a chicken and A plate of fish is already the best meal that can be prepared.

Mo Chen felt that the meal at noon was too extravagant, and secretly made up his mind that he must eat seriously tomorrow and not waste food.

From the moment she arrived in Linzhou Mansion, Fu Chuxi was so busy that her feet never touched the ground. Every morning, she went out with Zhou Cheng after breakfast at dawn, and only came back after dark.

There were many times when it was inconvenient for Mo Chen to follow, so he could only wait at the station, so he went back to the days of practicing sword every day to pass the time.

Later, Mo Chen really felt that doing nothing was like a burden, so he consulted Fu Chuxi for his opinion. There were a lot of patients suffering from summer heat, so Cheng Xuan asked Cheng Xuan to take the island owner's jade pendant and go to Lin Town to invite a doctor from a pharmacy at the bottom of Mochen Island to see a doctor and administer medicine.

After being busy for several days, Fu Chuxi finally had two days of respite, so she stayed at the inn to accompany Mo Chen.

That night, after Fu Chuxi took a bath, he lay on the bed and chatted with Mo Chen. Mo Chen sat at the table drinking a pot of wine, and picked up some heart-warming things and stories about what happened when he gave porridge and medicine in the past few days. He said that Fu Chuxi was lying on his side, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand and closing his eyes to listen to him, and fell asleep after listening.

Hearing that his breathing became slow and long, Mo Chen stopped talking, put down the jug, got up and went to the bed, untied his hair bun to make him sleep more comfortably, and took the folding fan in his hand to fan him.

It was already midnight when Fu Chuxi woke up again. Mo Chen was sitting at the end of the bed, still holding his folding fan in his hand. The direction of the folding fan was facing him, but he was already asleep.

Had he been sitting here fanning himself?Seeing that he himself was already sweating a little.

Fu Chuxi sat up and gently squeezed the folding fan to pull it out. Mo Chen was disturbed by his slight movement and woke up. Before he opened his eyes, he shook the folding fan again to fan him.

"Stop fanning, I'm not hot." Fu Chuxi pulled the sleepy Mo Chen over and let him lie down beside the pillow.

Mo Chen was woken up, frowned slightly, but asked: "Did I disturb you?"

"No." Fu Chuxi took the folding fan from his hand and fanned him. After Mo Chen's thin sweat subsided, he put the fan aside and stretched out his hand to embrace him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Mo Chen seems to have lost weight in the past two days, and hugging him reminds Fu Chuxi of the time when Elder Gao just passed away, and he tortured himself to the bone.

Fu Chuxi raised her hand to untie the tie of Mo Chen's inner coat, and the skirt opened as soon as the tie was undone. The little meat raised on Mochen Island these days disappeared at some point, and the ribs could be seen when she was so thin.

Fu Chuxi's hand gently touched his bones, and then to his waist, his heart ached suddenly, and after only a few days with him, he was so thin that only a handful of bones remained.

It's distressing here, the person in his arms has opened his eyes, looking up at him with burning eyes: "Hello..."

"Ok?"

"You eat my tofu while I'm asleep?"

Fu Chuxi was speechless for a while, straightened the front of his clothes for him and said, "I just wanted to see you, why are you so thin after you've only been out for a few days?"

"It's no wonder that green vegetables, tofu, less oil and less salt make you fat." Mo Chen complained, and then said, "But I'm happy to eat these with you."

"Why are you happy? I can't afford you anymore?" Fu Chuxi pressed her lips against Mo Chen's forehead and said, "You don't have to suffer with me. Tomorrow, I will ask Cheng Xuan and the others to cook a small stove for you, and then cook by yourself , Let them cook some chicken soup for you to nourish your body in the past few days."

Mo Chen: "...I'm hungry after what you said."

Fu Chuxi asked: "What do you want to eat? I'll let someone see if there is any in the kitchen."

Mo Chen: "Eat you."

This evening, Mr. Fu ate very satisfyingly...

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I really want to drive a real car (I can't)