Beautiful mother uses 18 martial arts to teach the whole network how to be a good person

When Shen Mo and Xiang Bin returned to the farmhouse carrying their fire suits, there was no one in the yard.

"Fellow villager! Can I use the bathroom for a while?" Geng Bingjie, who was following behind, shouted loudly.

Then they saw the dark-faced boss walking quickly out from behind the room where they had ordered their food before.

"No problem, no problem! Comrade, please come this way!"

After Shen Mo and the other person went in, Geng Bingjie poked his head into the room and asked with concern, "How is the child?"

The boss hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay. The child is naughty and doesn't care about his life. This time he has learned his lesson! Please sit inside, the food will be served soon!"

When they returned to the room and sat down, they saw the boss going straight to the kitchen. Not long after, the boss's wife also hurried in to help.

Yue Feng felt strange, "They both went out to work, who will take care of the child?"

Geng Bingjie made a gesture, and the three of them tiptoed toward the window of the back room.

Looking in through the gap in the window covered with colorful window paper, one could only vaguely see the child who had just drowned lying on the old wooden bed near the window.

Before the peeping people could see clearly, a shadow beside the bed suddenly moved!

Yue Feng, who was closest to the place, was startled and was forced to lower his body by Geng Bingjie.

Just at this moment, the door of the bathroom on the other side of the yard opened, and two people wearing fire suits walked out.

The three of them took the opportunity to crouch back to the door of the room they had just been in before, then stood up and went to greet them.

Shen Mo naturally saw the sneaky actions of the three people, and complained as he glanced to the back of the house.

"I took a shower but didn't change my clothes. My fire suit was full of sweat odor!"

Geng Bingjie shook his head secretly and pretended to persuade him, "After all, you still have to do propaganda after dinner. Wait until you finish visiting these villages before going back to wash it!"

The proprietress came out with two plates of food, a smile on her face.

"Comrades, don't just stand in the yard, come sit inside! Eat first, the fish will be ready soon!"

After she went back and forth several times, a lot of food was placed on the table.

Looking at the fried egg with soybean sauce, Zhao Wenbo felt a little greedy and couldn't help asking, "Boss, do you have pancakes?"

The lady boss smiled and shook her head, "Comrade, your family is from Shandong Province! We don't know how to make pancakes, can steamed buns work?"

Zhao Wenbo nodded. He just missed it a little because he hadn’t eaten it these days. In fact, he had already been eating it for a long time. He was not picky about steamed buns or rice!

The situation was similar for the other people. What they experienced this week was something they could never have imagined in the previous twenty years.

I have never been as hungry as I am now at home.

I just can’t eat, don’t want to eat, don’t like to eat…

When the last dish - braised fish - was served, several people ate without even raising their heads, and the pairs of chopsticks reaching for the fish belly were fighting each other.

Seeing this, the boss and his wife didn't bother them.

The boss returned to the kitchen and used the remaining ingredients to stir-fry a hodgepodge for the family as lunch, while the boss's wife was busy in the inner room to look after her son.

"Old Yan! Old Yan! The child has a little fever!" The proprietress hurried back to the kitchen, her voice anxious.

"What's going on? Isn't our mother watching us?" Boss Yan quickly calmed down his anger and picked up the thermos and walked into the inner room.

The proprietress who followed him sighed and muttered in a low voice, "It's good enough that my mother can take care of herself..."

When Boss Yan entered the room and put down the thermos, he saw that his old lady was half leaning against the bed and dozing off.

He sighed, walked around the wheelchair, and placed his big hand on his son's forehead.

While the couple was busy taking care of their child who had a fever, the five people who had filled their stomachs finally regained their senses.

"Why did you act like a thief just now?" Shen Mo asked jokingly.

"Hey! We were investigating! Undercover! Do you understand?" Geng Bingjie tried to clear himself up with an embarrassed face.

"Oh? So what did you find out?"

"There's a ghost in this house!" Yue Feng whispered in horror.

Being looked at as if he were a fool by several people, Yue Feng curled his lips and said, "Did I act badly?"

"I think this family doesn't have much money. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are penniless." Geng Bingjie straightened the crooked building.

"How did you see that?"

Yue Feng wondered, he was following Geng Wu the whole time, how come he didn’t notice it?

"There is basically no furniture in these open rooms, and the floors are the same as in this room, cement, not even tiled."

"The room where only the children were was filled with brand new paper shells cut into shapes. It looked like they were being processed."

"Maybe they like this loft style?" Many families in rural areas are like this, and Yue Feng doesn't think there is anything strange about it.

Geng Bingjie rolled his eyes at him.

"Look at the dishes on the table. Except for the fish, they are all grown in the vegetable garden in his yard. There are no chickens or ducks that are commonly seen in farmhouses either inside or outside the yard."

"Couldn't it be that the specialty here is fish?"

Shen Mo glanced at Yue Feng, who had always been against Geng Bingjie, and raised his own questions.

"So you mean you don't want to send the child to the hospital because the family has no money? But... life is not more important than money? I can't understand."

Yue Feng also nodded, "Yes, I don't understand!"

Hearing the noise coming from the inner room, Shen Mo stood up and walked over under the pretext of asking the boss to settle the bill.

I saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the door in the inner room. At this moment, the child was lying in front of the wheelchair and vomiting.

Boss Yan and his wife were busy, one supporting the child and the other pulling the wheelchair.

Shen Mo suddenly held his breath and turned around, decisively arranging Xiang Bin and Zhao Wenbo to go to the village to find a car, and asked Yue Feng to call a taxi through the mobile phone app. He looked at Geng Bingjie and stood guard at the door of the inner room.

Seeing the man make some room, Shen Mo coughed heavily.

"Boss, check out!"

Boss Yan, who was full of worry, then noticed that there was someone at the door. He quickly stood up to block the room and waved at them.

"No, no, I'll treat you guys to a meal! Comrade, you can see that I don't have time to entertain you right now, so can you guys help yourselves?"

"Is the child in bad condition?"

"No, no... a little bit..." Boss Yan simply stopped trying to hide it and ran to the yard to collect the soil and clean up the scene.

"The child's vomiting after drowning indicates that the situation is very bad and he needs to go to the hospital for examination and treatment!" Shen Mo said in a serious voice.

"Hey young man, thank you! It's normal for children to have a fever and vomit. We won't go to the hospital."

The proprietress held her son in her arms and fed him water, her brows furrowed.

"Don't you have money? I can personally pay for the child's hospitalization expenses."

Hearing Shen Mo's words, Geng Bingjie's eyebrows jumped.

Sure enough, the next moment, Boss Yan and his wife looked at Shen Mo with suspicious eyes.

"You want to pay for it? You're just a small firefighter, can you afford it?" The proprietress couldn't help but retort.

Boss Yan glared at her and sighed.

"Little comrade, you saved my son, we are very grateful to you, but what happens next is none of your business, go away!"