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

On the ox cart, under Qingyang's guidance, they moved directly through the grass and reached the path in less than a quarter of an hour.

Zhao Xiuer said worriedly, "Those people won't be trapped in there for the rest of their lives, right?"

Fu Bao smiled and said, "Mother, no. No matter how dumb they are, they should know how to return the same way. Besides, there are the wheel tracks we left behind, so they will find their way out."

The sun had risen high, and the oxcart was moving slowly on the road, which was quite pleasant. Lin Sen taught a few children to read, and he wrote on the wooden board of the oxcart with his fingers dipped in water, and then pointed at the words and said: "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang..."

Before I finished reading, the water had dried up and it was too blurry to make out anything.

Seeing this, Fubao pretended to look for something in his mother's backpack, took out some carbon bars from the space, and handed them to Lin Sen: "Mr. Lin, this is for you."

Lin Sen took it in surprise and thanked them with a smile: "Thank you, Yishu." After that, he wrote the Thousand Character Classic on the wooden board and taught them to read word by word.

After walking on a deserted road for a whole day, we finally stopped in the evening and set up a tent on the side of the road.

As soon as they were settled, Zhou Qiaoping hurriedly called Qingyang and Fubao over and said, "Go check on her. She's been here all day and she doesn't respond to anything you say or eat."

Fubao quickly supported her hand: "Aunt? Are you hungry? Eat something."

Zhang Ercui smiled foolishly and said loudly: "Mom, give it to me, I'm not hungry at all. I'll be obedient, hehehe..."

Zhou Qiaoping's hands trembled when she heard this: "Yishu! Taoist priest! Look quickly...what happened? He's a good person."

Qingyang frowned: "She was shocked. I guess it was because she saw her sister..."

Before she finished speaking, she started crying like a little child again: "Don't hit me! I won't eat secretly anymore, and I won't dare to do it again, sister! Sister! I really won't dare to do it again, it hurts so much!"

Zhou Qiaoping hugged her in her arms distressedly: "Er Cui? I'm your mother, Gulu Gulu Mao, you can't be scared--"

There was a moment of silence, and the next moment she was so strong that she almost pushed the old lady to the ground. Fubao quickly helped the staggering old lady: "Grandma, are you okay?"

Seeing that there was no solution, she took out the newly prepared medicine powder from her bosom and shook it under Zhang Ercui's nose. A quarter of an hour later, she was already fast asleep.

Qingyang took a look and said, "How is it? Can you tell what the disease is?"

Fubao nodded, and Qingyang immediately said, "That's fine. I'll leave it to you. Treat it well."

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

Fubao had to read the medical books almost to pieces before he decided on the medicine to use.

Lin Sen, despite his disability, was determined to lead a group of children and attract their attention, thus concealing the matter of Zhang Ercui.

Fubao rubbed his hands, lit more than a dozen candles next to him, and concentrated on acupuncture. He also asked Zhao Xiuer to feed the boiled medicine to his aunt, and he himself was dizzy and lying beside her in a state of distress.

This is not a serious illness. It's just that the phlegm was stuck in my body due to the momentary shock and made me confused. It will be fine as long as it is slowly dispersed.

After taking the medicine, Zhang Ercui no longer coughed much, but she was still mumbling to herself, begging people not to hit her, which made Zhou Qiaoping and Li Darong feel very distressed.

Fubao looked at their nervous faces and asked curiously, "You are so nice to your aunt, why is she always lazy and makes grandma angry?"

Li Darong cleared his throat and said, "She just wanted her mother to say more to her so that she would seem closer to her."

Zhou Qiaoping said sadly: "She is a poor child. She treats me as her own mother and wants to act like a child, but she still does a lot of work."

Fubao finally understood why her aunt was so skillful at work and was much better than her mother.

Zhou Qiaoping watched her sleep uneasily and asked worriedly, "When will this get better?"

Fubao comforted her, "You'll get some rest, maybe you'll be well again tomorrow morning. It's not a serious illness, don't be afraid."

Li Darong was so anxious that he couldn't sit down and kept pacing around the bed.

Fu Bao looked at the two and said, "Make some red bean porridge or carrot soup for Auntie, she will get better soon. She can't eat spicy food recently."

The two finally found something to do, and they were busy cooking soup. Li Darong touched his belly and turned around: "Yishu, can you take a radish? Uncle will cook soup for you and your aunt."

Fubao pulled out two tender white radishes from the space with amusement and placed them next to the pot with the fresh scent of soil.

Under Zhou Qiaoping's guidance, Li Darong made a pot of carrot soup without hesitation.

As the rich smell spread across his nose, Fu Bao waved his hands to refuse: "Let Auntie drink it, I don't want it."

Li Darong said enthusiastically: "Drink it, there is more in the pot! This is the first time that uncle cooks soup, you can try it."

The taste of radish rushed straight to his head. Fu Bao forced himself to take the bowl of soup, closed his eyes, and drank it in big gulps. Hmm? Why is this soup... sweet? Could it be that the radishes grown in the space have evolved to this point?

Looking at her relaxed face, Li Darong smiled innocently and said, "How is the honey that uncle picked up on the road? Is it sweet?"

Fubao looked at his smiling face and said, "So sweet! So delicious!"

Li Darong rubbed her head and said, "Uncle will dig honey for our Yishu in the future and let you drink it every day."

Only then did Fubao notice that the tip of his right index finger was swollen like a small lantern.

She quickly melted a bowl of salt water, soaked his fingers in it, and then carefully applied a special ointment.

Fubao: "Uncle, are you injured anywhere else?"

Li Darong: "No, no, why don't you go see Chongwang? He...his condition might be more serious than mine."

Fubao ran out quickly and pulled Chongwang out while they were reading aloud: "Big brother! Where did the bee sting you? Let me see it quickly."

Li Chongwang turned his head obediently, and Fubao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Li Chongwang said helplessly: "Laugh if you want to, don't hold it back..."

Fu Bao could no longer hold back, and his unbridled laughter echoed across the wilderness: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you... Hahahaha, did it kiss you?"

Li Chongwang's upper lip was badly swollen, as if he had been pouting, making it difficult for him to speak.

Fu Bao quickly washed his wound with salt water and said, "You have to come to me every day to apply ointment on you, okay?"

Li Chongwang waved his hands as if to avoid the attack and quickly returned to his seat.

Before he went back, Li Darong came to greet him: "Fu...Yishu! Your aunt is awake, go check on her."

Fubao walked in quickly without even turning his head: "How are you, auntie? Are you feeling better?"

Zhang Ercui weakly stood up from the quilt: "I'm not going to die anyway, why are you shouting so loudly!"

After hearing her say this, Fubao felt relieved, knowing it was definitely his aunt.