Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

Both from a scholarly family, Mr. Liu and Mr. Guo, and even the deceased Mr. Cui, all knew each other. Now that they meet here, it is naturally very lively and intimate.

Mr. Guo thanked Mrs. Cui specially, and almost half-sold and half-given a Zhuangzi to him.

Mr. Liu said on behalf of Mrs. Cui, "Brother Guo, you are such a shameful junior. When the bachelor was still alive, he respected you so much. You founded the Taihua Academy. No one in the capital knows it. All the people in the world are ranked high, and many students are honored as the head of the mountain. Now, it is also fate that Jin Rou can live next door with you.

"In the future, it will be inconvenient for me to come here in the city, but you live next door, so I need you to take care of Jinrou a little bit more. This child's life is miserable!"

Old Mr. Guo quickly nodded in response. Before buying Zhuangzi, he also inquired a few words, and had vaguely heard of some.

At this moment, he promised, "It's better to be a distant relative than a close neighbor, and I will walk around more in the future. If there is anything Jinrou needs, just ask someone to come to Zhuangzi to say something."

Mrs. Cui hurriedly got up to thank her, and finally introduced Mr. Wen, Li Laosi, Liu Biaotou and others to the old man.

Mr. Wen is a senior student of Cui University, and Mr. Guo has also met him before, and still has some impressions in a trance.

But when it was the turn of Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou, he was a little confused.

Because they didn't look like scholars no matter what, but the young man standing behind them holding a doll had a quiet bookish look on his brows and eyes.

As for Dr. Zhang, the old man dozed off when he entered the room, and ignored everyone at all.

Mrs. Cui did not treat Mr. Li and the others in the slightest, and talked carefully to Mr. Guo.

"Shan Zhang, I delayed my southward move because of something, and the road was full of dangers. Fortunately, I was rescued by kind people, and I was able to come to the south of the Yangtze River safely. The brothers of the Li family, Liu Biaotou, and Dr. Zhang are all my saviors. "

Old Mr. Guo didn't know what to think of, his complexion was very complicated, and he said with emotion, "You are lucky. It is really rare to have someone help you at a time like that."

Mr. Wen opened his mouth to say something, but Mrs. Cui preempted him, "Shan Zhang, Uncle Liu, let's start the dinner first, and talk while eating."

"Okay, let's talk while eating." Mr. Liu nodded and greeted Mr. Guo, "We haven't seen each other for many years, how about a drink?"

"Okay, drink two cups." Old Mr. Guo managed to raise his spirits, and said with a smile, "I'm just recovering from a serious illness, so I can't drink too much, just two cups is fine. When I feel better, I'll visit the house again. Let's have a drink together. Get drunk."

"Okay." Mr. Liu agreed with a smile.

Soon, the banquet was set up.

Mrs. Cui is the host, but as a woman, it is very inconvenient, so only Mr. Liu can entertain guests.

Mr. Liu sat at the main seat, Mr. Guo was on the left, Mr. Wen, Liu Zhiheng, Guo Qing, the nephew of the Guo family, Dr. Zhang, Mr. Li and Liu Biaotou sat down in turn.

At the other table, Mrs. Cui brought Jia Ren and Wen Hao, the grandson of the Guo family, and a good news.

Mrs. Cui took back the dowry, which was not short of money at all, and the banquet was well prepared.

Jiayin didn't care about others, so she ate her own stomach first.

After Jiaren picked out the fishbone for his sister, he went to take care of Guo Wenhao, but Guo Wenhao didn't move a bite, and the last half bowl of fish went into Jiayin's stomach again.

Mrs. Cui thought for a while, and asked sister-in-law Qiong to take the snack box.

Sure enough, Wen Hao hugged a piece of Butterfly Cake and finally started to eat it.

Jiayin was full, drank another half bowl of chicken soup, and looked at Guo Wenhao with a bit of envy.

This child must have never suffered from famine, otherwise he would not be so picky about food.

At the main table, Mr. Guo occasionally looked over and sighed.

"My grandson has always been a picky eater and doesn't eat. When will he be able to eat like the little fat girl next to him, and eat big."

Dr. Zhang was "struggling" with a piece of white-cut chicken. Hearing this, he said, "There is fire in the womb, and the spleen and stomach are not in harmony. After a year of careful conditioning, it will be almost enough."

Mr. Guo was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Mr. Wen and the others.

Mr. Wen said, "This is Dr. Zhang. His medical skills are quite exquisite. We came all the way from the north and passed through nearly a thousand miles of mountains and forests. We relied on him to save our lives."

"Really?" Old Mr. Guo was pleasantly surprised, he quickly got up and saluted, and asked Dr. Zhang to help his little grandson with diagnosis and treatment.

A flash of hesitation flashed in Guo Qing's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

The old genius doctor Zhang was also full, so he simply started to work, listened and asked about everything, and after some examinations, he prescribed a prescription.

"One dose of this medicine a day, take it for half a month, and then ask me to change the prescription. If there is no accident, I will take the new prescription every five days, and I will feel better in a year. I can eat, sleep and grow."

Old Mr. Guo hurriedly thanked him, but Guo Qing suddenly interjected, "Is this prescription working? We have consulted more than a dozen doctors and treated it for half a year, but nothing works."

This is questioning the medical skills of the old genius doctor Zhang. The old genius doctor glanced at him and sneered, "Do those dozen or so doctors have imperial doctors? You were not born when I taught the imperial doctor as a grandson."

Guo Qing was not convinced and wanted to refute. The old doctor Zhang said again, "Also, if you want to save your life, you should abstain from sex and alcohol. Otherwise, if you indulge in sex and sex, if you don't lift after one year, you will die in three years."

The room was dead silent, and Guo Qing's face turned purple like an eggplant, and he scolded, "I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Everyone didn't dare to let the two of them quarrel, so they hurriedly spoke to persuade them.

"Come on, drink and drink."

"Yeah, the weather is nice. In a few days, the spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom. Let's go out for an outing."

Finally, the atmosphere slowly improved, but Guo Qing didn't say a word anymore, and Mr. Zhang also left the table and found a chair to sit, disdainful of joining the wine table.

Jiayin climbed off the chair, climbed onto the old man's knee, smiled and stuffed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy into the old man's mouth, coaxing him to smile.

"It's better for us, Fu Niu, to be good, good boy!"

Jiayin smiled with a mouthful of small white teeth, festive and cute.

After such an interruption, Mrs. Cui and Mr. Wen were afraid that Miracle Doctor Zhang would leave in a fit of anger, so after eating a few hasty bites, they withdrew the banquet and replaced it with tea and snacks.

Mr. Guo also felt that his nephew was reckless today and lost face, so he wanted to leave early.

But Mr. Liu suddenly changed his subject, "Brother Guo, I heard that your children and grandchildren are still living in Jiangbei. Is there any news now?"

Mr. Guo's face suddenly became lonely, and he shook his head and sighed.

"There has been no news. The barbarians are close at hand, and I can't send people to look for them. I am anxious every day like frying oil. That's why I was seriously ill before. If I don't have a little grandson, I have to raise him. I'm afraid... I can't hold on anymore."

Guo Qing hurriedly responded, "Uncle, don't worry, once the barbarians retreat, I will immediately take people across Jiangbei to find the whereabouts of Big Brother and the others."

Mr. Guo was relieved to hear that, and nodded in response, "When the time comes, you are not a warrior. If you really go to Jiangbei, I will still miss you."

Mrs. Cui and Mr. Wen looked at each other, and Mr. Wen said, "Master Shan, please take a look at this jade pendant, do you recognize it?"

While talking, he took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it over.

Old Mr. Guo took the jade pendant with a puzzled expression, took a closer look, and then stood up excitedly.

"Where did you find this? This is my son's portable jade pendant, and it is his favorite piece!"