Seeing Bao Longtu swallowing his voraciously, his parents were very happy. After all, as we all know, people who are seriously ill generally have no appetite, and only being able to eat and drink is the proof of physical recovery.

Of course, Bao Longtu did not forget Fang Yuan. While gnawing a piece of beef, he signaled: "Try the meatballs, you can try it too. This is our secret recipe passed down from the Song Dynasty, the beef of Bao Longtu, the famous and selfless official... "

Fang Yuan was stunned, and then he realized that the Bao Longtu in Bao Longtu's mouth did not refer to himself, but Bao Zheng Bao Heizi, who was the official scholar of the Longtu Pavilion.

"You are Fang Yuan." At the same time, Bao's mother also handed over a plate of beef and smiled kindly: "I often hear Xiaolong mention you and say you take good care of him..."

"Mom, you said it was wrong. It was not that he took care of me, but that I took care of him." Bao Longtu retorted.

"This child..." Bao's mother glared at Bao Longtu with a angrily look, and then smiled: "He just said a lot of words to thank you, but now she doesn't admit it."

"Mom, don't slander me, okay? When did I say such things?" Bao Longtu rolled his eyes and refused to admit that there was such a thing.

"Thank you, aunt, we are actually taking care of each other." Fang Yuan chuckled, took a piece of beef, and bitten it directly without hesitation. While chewing, it was indeed full of sauce and full of flavor.

"That's right, those who go out need to take care of each other." Bao's mother nodded repeatedly, then took another flesh elbow and stuffed it into Bao Longtu's hand, and said with concern: "You eat more, and you'll see that you've all been reduced."

"It's only one day, it won't be." Bao Longtu said vaguely, the flesh in his mouth had not swallowed it yet.

"I lost weight in just one day, which means I was very sick." Bao's mother's face looked a little worried, and she felt very distressed.

"It's okay, I'm already cured." Bao Longtu frowned and said, "Mom, don't listen to those doctors' nonsense. In order to make money, they often say that they are not sick as having illness, and minor illnesses are exaggerated into serious illnesses. If they are serious illnesses, they become unsuccessful terminal illnesses. They cannot believe it."

While speaking, Bao Longtu gave Fang Yuan a wink. Fang Yuan understood it and immediately smiled: "Auntie. Baozi is right. Concussion or something sounds terrible. In fact, it's just like when we accidentally bumped our heads when we were sleeping, and there was nothing serious about it."

"The main reason why he was unconscious for a day was that he was sick. He was infected by bacteria and was weak and weak, so he caught a cold and fever. Now after a little drip, the high fever subsided and his body naturally recovered." Fang Yuan analyzed that it was reasonable and well-founded, and Bao Xing also quoted the doctor's evidence next to him. Bao's mother was naturally completely at ease.

"According to me, I can be discharged from the hospital now." Bao Longtu took the opportunity to say, but was opposed by his parents.

"The doctor said, you need to be hospitalized for a few days to see if the condition has recurred."

"Yes, you just woke up and need to rest for two more days."

On this issue, Bao Xing and his wife had no disagreement, and there was no room for negotiation. Bao Longtu had no choice but to compromise.

After sighing, Bao Longtu turned his head and said, "Maozi, you can stay at my house for two days first. You can come here for a rare time. Don't rush back. After I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll take you around."

"Yes. Stay for two days so that we can thank you for your care for Xiaolong." Bao's mother agreed very much.

"...Okay." Under the expectant gaze of Bao Longtu's family, Fang Yuan hesitated and nodded in agreement.

"It's settled." Bao Longtu was very happy, and then wiped out most of the food Bao's mother brought. Then he patted his stomach with satisfaction and said angrily: "I'm full and alive."

Seeing that there was a little tiredness between Bao Longtu's eyebrows, Bao's mother quickly said, "Then you can rest and recover faster."

"Go to sleep!"

After everyone's persuasion, Bao Longtu lazily beat Ahyao, then lay down and closed his eyes and said, "My parents, don't stay with me, bring the meatballs home to settle..."

Bao Longtu must be really tired. After saying a few words, he fell asleep in a daze. Seeing this, Fang Yuan and others naturally calmed down. After taking a look at each other, they tiptoed out of the door and then closed the door.

At the right time, Bao's mother turned to Bao Xing and said, "You bring Fang Yuan back, I'll stay with him for a while."

"Okay, call if you have something to do." Bao Xing nodded and gently called Fang Yuan to leave.

After leaving the hospital, they hired another taxi. The two of them got together in the car and started chatting without a single chat.

After chatting for a few words, Fang Yuan got to the point and asked curiously: "Uncle, what is the origin of Charmaine Charmaine just now? Why did he buy your land?"

"He is not a good person." Although Bao Xing was dull and clumsy, he couldn't help but indignantly said at this time: "He ran around the countryside and often did bad things. This is well known in all the villages. However, whoever asked his family to be rich, it is said that he knew officials, and everyone could not do anything about him."

"I don't know what happened recently, so he took a fancy to my land and insisted on buying it."

Bao Xing was a little confused, and shook his head and said, "I don't agree to sell it, so he kept harassing him. It's really inexplicable."

"Didn't he talk about the purpose of buying the land?" Fang Yuan asked, a little strange.

"I didn't say it, I was too lazy to ask more questions." Bao Xing explained: "One is that I don't want to deal with him, and the other is that it is my family's ancestral field. It is really a field passed down by my ancestors and cannot be ruined in my hands. Anyway, after Xiaolong comes back, I will hand over this matter to him. If Xiaolong wants to sell it, it is his business, but he can't sell it in my hands."

"However, Xiaolong didn't seem to agree, and he refused to sell the land, and then something happened."

As he spoke, a look of anger appeared in Bao Xing's eyes: "I didn't think much at first, but when I saw that Charmaine came to take the blame, I knew that this might have something to do with him. Fortunately, Xiaolong woke up, otherwise..."

Bao Xing clenched his fists, and blood vessels burst out one by one. He was obviously extremely angry and barely restrained him and did not explode.

"It's good if the bun is fine." Fang Yuan comforted: "If there is anything, I'll talk about it when he's healed."

"Yeah." Bao Xing sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that there is no evidence, so this matter will definitely be left unresolved. After all, we are still ordinary people and we can't fight with wealthy and powerful families."

"The sun is bright, people are doing it, and heaven is watching. Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It is not that there is no reward, but the time has not come." Fang Yuan continued to comfort him.

While chatting, the car drove out of the city and then arrived in a village on the edge of the city.

Fang Yuan got off the car and looked at it. He saw that the village was not big, with only dozens of households. And because it was located on the edge of the city, it was somewhat urbanized. Except for a few mud and tiled houses, most of them were brick and stone concrete buildings.

In addition, next to the village are fields. Some fields are already deserted, while some fields are still being cultivated. From the shrinking farmland and the evolution of houses, we can see the changes in the village with the changes of the times.

"Let's go here." Bao Xing greeted and took Fang Yuan into the village.

From the outside, the village is indeed not big, but when you walk inside, you will feel a little different from the sky.

After all, trees are basically planted next to every household in the village. Some trees have been around for dozens or hundreds of years, with lush branches and leaves, and are very prosperous. The big trees not only block the view, but also look like natural air conditioners, making people feel a cool breath coming to their faces.

Bao Longtu's home is next to several towering trees. It is a double-story cement building, but the structure of the building is relatively traditional. In front of the door is a cement floor of 20 to 30 square meters, which is used to dry rice, corn and other things. On the left are two small bungalows, one is a kitchen and the other is used to store debris.

On the right is a shed made of bamboo and canvas, used to pile firewood and a hand tractor. When you enter the main entrance, you will find a small patio, and to the right of the patio is the living room.

Under Bao Xing's guidance, Fang Yuan walked into the living room and saw at first sight that the spiritual place worshipped in the hall was not Bao Longtu's grandfather, but Bao Zheng Bao Qingtian. Not only Bao Qingtian's spiritual place, but also Bao Qingtian's sitting statue, which was placed in the niche box.

At first glance, Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully, and saw Bao Qingtian in the niche with black face as varnish, with crescent marks on his forehead, a serious expression, wearing a big red official robe, full of awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Sit down and drink some water." There was a hot pot tea set in the hall. Bao Xing made a simple tea, and then poured Fang Yuan a cup of tea. He said embarrassedly: "The conditions at home are a bit simple, don't mind."

"Uncle, don't be polite." Fang Yuan waved his hand and said, "This is already great. The conditions with Baozi and I were even more simple in Quanzhou back then. We usually drink water directly and never make tea."

"This kid..." Bao Xing sighed lightly: "I know he must have suffered outside, but he never said that. He advised him to come back and develop, but he shook his head and refused. Actually, I think Yiling's conditions may not be as good as Quanzhou, but they are not that bad, and they are close to home..."

Fang Yuan could only smile and nod in response to Bao Xing's nagging, but did not dare to express any opinions randomly.

"Village Chief!" Suddenly, someone outside the door shouted: "Is the village chief back?"

"Who?" Bao Xing stood up and walked out.

At this time, Fang Yuan was quite surprised and never expected that Bao Xing was actually the village chief. Don’t treat the village chief as a cadre, that is to say, Bao Longtu was actually the second generation of "official". However, he, the second generation of "official", seemed to be not doing well.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan smiled knowingly and decided to go back and have a good joke on Bao Longtu.

"Village Chief, your child is fine?" Someone outside asked with concern: "If you need help, just speak."

"I've woken up, I'm fine, I'll be discharged from the hospital in two days." Bao Xing smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern."

"It's OK." Another hesitant: "By the way, village chief, your land..."
Chapter completed!