Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Cui Liu covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed out loud, "If we had known you were coming to Linjiang County, we would have given you a ride."

Song Paner waved her hand and said, "It's just a polite remark. Those who understand will understand."

Zhou Hean looked at Song Paner and remembered the "little miracle doctor" his uncle Chen Yu had mentioned. He took two steps back and bowed to her solemnly.

Whether it is the ginseng slices or the extraordinary braised meat, they are enough to prove the extraordinaryness of that family.

It’s a pity that he was still sick at that time and only took a peek through the gap in the curtain. His subordinates were stupid and missed the opportunity to meet the miracle doctor and even neglected him.

Whenever I think of him, I get so angry that I can't sleep at night.

He had seen the medicine in his uncle's hand before. When a high fever persisted and even the doctor was helpless, just a small packet like that would bring down the fever in less than half an hour.

I didn't want to hear Zhang Wu say today that a wealthy family came to the county and wanted to settle down. He looked a little familiar, like the one selling ginseng slices.

Zhou Hean didn't even bother to check the book and hurried to the county government office to confirm.

Fortunately, it really was the family of the “little miracle doctor”.

Song Pan'er gave Zhou He'an a gentlemanly salute. The two of them, tall and short, looked at each other, and Zhou He'an suddenly blushed.

I feel ashamed for what those idiots under my command did at that time.

However, since he finally met the young miracle doctor, he had to take the initiative to build a good relationship with him no matter what.

"Little Miracle Doctor, I'm Zhou He'an, Chen Yu is my uncle, he mentioned you to me."

Song Paner: ...

Good boy, you are good at building relationships.

"Hello, Master Zhou." Song Pan'er nodded reservedly and turned to look at her old Song. "Old Song, let's go. Let's go to the capital to buy a house."

Master Chen, who had been listening quietly for a while, said: !!!

"Oh! Brother Song! Please stay!" Master Chen took three or two steps over and grabbed Song Dahe's arm.

Zhou Hean looked over in confusion, "Master Chen, what is this...?"

Song Dahe opened his mouth and was about to speak when Master Chen raised his hand to cover his mouth. He said to Zhou Hean with an apologetic smile, "Master, Brother Song wants to buy Luoxia Mountain, and we are still negotiating the price."

Zhou Hean noticed the impatience on Song Paner's face and asked in a low voice, "The little genius doctor wants to buy Luoxia Mountain?"

Song Pan'er hummed, "The terrain of Luoxia Mountain is suitable for planting."

But she didn't say what was suitable to grow.

Zhou Hean thought she was talking about a place suitable for growing medicinal herbs, and immediately made the decision to Master Chen, "Whatever land the Song family wants, it will come from my private account!"

Master Chen: ...

You little brat, you don’t treat money as money, right? I’ll tell your mother later!

Song Pan'er raised her eyebrows in surprise. This was purely a pleasant surprise. She thought the other party was at most using his status to help her bargain.

In the end he actually wanted to buy it and give it to her directly. Is this the confidence of the third generation of rich people?

"Master Zhou, you absolutely can't do that!" Song Dahe quickly pulled Master Chen's hand away and refused.

He tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up, and his face was full of righteousness.

Send it, send it!

No wonder my daughter insisted on coming to Linjiang County. It turns out there is such a big bottle of the God of Wealth waiting here.

But who is this young master? Is he a relative of Chen Yu?

He wants to give someone a mountain as a gift as soon as we meet. What a spendthrift!

But he likes it! His daughter must like it too!

Look at the corner of his mouth, he can hardly hold it back!

"Uncle, you saved me and my uncle's life. How can I express my gratitude for your life-saving grace with just a few small gifts?"

"Uncle, please don't refuse."

Song Dahe looked at Song Paner and signaled her to make the decision.

Song Pan'er was not polite. The reason she took the risk of delivering the meat was for this day.