At the beginning of the year of famine, the lucky girl of the farm family used cheats to support the

Fubao looked at his tears and hurriedly wiped them away: "Don't cry, don't cry, tell me what's wrong?"

She was normally the worst at comforting people, and was totally at a loss when faced with a situation like this.

Ye Xuan raised his hand to wipe his tears, but the handle of the cloth bag in his hand suddenly broke, and the things inside fell to the ground. He quickly squatted down to pick them up.

Fubao finally saw what it was. It was not a vegetable at all, but rotten vegetable leaves that others didn't want. There was not a single good piece in the bag.

Fubao squatted down and helped him pick up the vegetable leaves into the cloth bag. Ye Xuan's tears fell, hitting the back of her hand and burning her heart.

Fu Bao finally couldn't stand it anymore: "What happened? Where are your mother and grandfather now?"

Ye Xuan was only a ten-year-old child. This was the first time in such a long time that someone other than Grandpa A Niang cared about him so much. He choked up and said, "They are in the dilapidated temple..."

Fu Bao frowned and asked, "You have been living in the temple for such a long time?"

Ye Xuan nodded, picked up half of the dirty cornmeal bun that had rolled far away and put it into the cloth bag.

Fu Bao held his hand and said, "No, I don't want any of these anymore."

After saying that, Ye Xuan's stomach made a gurgling sound and he looked at Fubao with tears in his eyes.

Fu Bao's heart sank when he heard this, and he quickly turned to Li Chongwang and said, "Brother, is there any more food?"

Li Chongwang: "Yes, yes, yes. Sit down and wait. I'll go and warm it up."

After saying that, he took the food and was about to go to the kitchen. Fu Bao looked at Ye Xuan, whose eyes were almost glued to the food, and said, "First, give him a bun to cushion his stomach."

Ye Xuan held the bun in his left hand and picked up the cloth bag with his right hand and said, "It's time to eat. I have to go back and take care of grandpa. I'll come to see you next time when I'm free."

After saying that, he walked out quickly without looking back. Fu Bao hurriedly chased after him and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go with you."

Seeing this, Li Chongming quickly packed a basket of buns and chased after the two of them.

Fubao deliberately didn't let the guards follow, so in public, only she and Chongming followed Ye Xuan to the ruined temple. Three children, it's not easy to attract attention.

After walking for an incense stick of time, I was still wandering through the alleys of this area of ​​houses.

Fubao: “Are we almost there?”

Ye Xuan shook his head: "We're only halfway there."

Fubao's legs were weak, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at his home far behind him and asked, "How did you find me from such a long distance?"

Ye Xuan stopped and looked at her, then whispered: "That piece of land can... have food..."

Li Chongming's eyes immediately moistened, and he said to Fu Bao in a voice that Ye Xuan couldn't hear: "This area is mostly facing the backyards of the rich people, and there are many things thrown out on weekdays."

Fu Bao's chest felt like it was blocked by cotton and he felt a little stuffy. Although the living conditions of the Ye family were not good on weekdays, it was definitely not to the extent that Ye Xuan had to go out to pick up food. This time, the Ye family was afraid that they had really encountered difficulties.

I didn’t know how far I had walked. Fubao was already numb and his feet didn’t obey me. He just kept moving forward.

Suddenly, Ye Xuan, who was leading the way, stopped. Fu Bao couldn't dodge in time and bumped into his back.

Fubao: "Hiss...my nose——"

Ye Xuan quickly turned around and said in horror: "You have a nosebleed!"

Fu Bao wiped the blood with a handkerchief as if nothing had happened. Looking at the desolate and dilapidated temple in front of him, his eyes darkened: "I'm fine. Is this the place? Let's go in."

Seeing that she was indeed fine, Li Chongming behind her also breathed a sigh of relief. They walked through the dense dead grass together, with their clothes covered with unknown small thorns.

Fubao looked at her trouser legs in pain. Ye Xuan followed her gaze and quickly squatted down to clean them for her: "This is it. I forgot to remind you."

Fubao: “It’s okay.”

She stopped Ye Xuan's action and stepped over the high threshold. Only then did she see that the temple was even more dilapidated than she had imagined. Most of it had collapsed, and there was not even a tile to shelter from the rain.

Ye Xuan was already used to it and walked towards the only room with a half-broken door.

Fubao followed him in and saw Ye Xuan skillfully put the cloth bag on the altar with a missing leg, picked up a strangely shaped wooden bowl, scooped water from the bucket next to him, and then walked carefully behind the Buddha statue.

Fubao and Chongming followed, and when they saw the two people on the ground, they finally panicked: "Aunt Ye, Grandpa!"

Ye Xuan skillfully let the two of them drink water, then picked up the buns that he had been holding in his hand and was reluctant to eat and stuffed them into the old man's hand, saying gently: "Grandpa, it's time to eat! There are buns to eat today."

Old Master Ye held the bun in his hand, listened attentively, and said in the direction where Fu Bao was standing: "Ahem... why did I hear the little girl's voice?"

His words were difficult to speak, and Fubao hurried forward: "It's me! I'm here!"

The old man smiled and said, "Eat buns."

Fubao looked at the woman lying motionless on the ground beside him, breathing weakly, and coughing heartbreakingly, and alarm bells suddenly went off in his heart.

She quickly took out the masks and distributed them to several people: "Put them on quickly! This disease looks contagious to me."

After putting on the face scarf, Li Chongming quickly took out all the buns: "You haven't eaten yet, I brought a lot of buns, hurry up and eat."

Fu Bao had already run over to check the pulse of the two people. He found that the cold, dampness, turbidity and toxins had entered through the mouth and nose, and the disease was located in the lungs.

The whole room was so quiet that Fubao could even hear his own heartbeat.

Old Master Ye: "Girl, please leave quickly. If you get the disease, we will..."

Fubao: "Don't worry, I'm a doctor, trust me."

After that, he said to Ye Xuan: "This place has poor ventilation and a bad environment. It's not suitable for them to recuperate. Move to my place."

Ye Xuan refused immediately: "If I knew this was contagious, I would never bring you back. If we move there now, wouldn't that harm you? We won't go."

Fu Bao frowned: "I will cure them. As long as they are properly protected, they won't be infected so easily. Besides, you have taken care of them for so long, aren't they fine?"

Ye Xuan: "Just lend me one tael of silver to prescribe some medicine. I will pay you back in the future. I can write you an IOU. But I can't go to your house."

Fu Bao was a little angry: "Why are you so stubborn? Their situation is already very dangerous, can't you see? Only by following me can you survive! Do you understand?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were red: "Grandpa won't agree. We can't help you at all. We will only be a burden..."

After he said that, Fubao remembered the most important thing she came here for in the first place, and said hurriedly: "Of course not, I went to Linzhou to meet someone, Zheng Hesong!"

Ye Xuan froze, and the old man behind him also lost his grip on the wooden bowl. With a bang, the water spilled all over the floor, soaking the straw that served as a mattress.