Farmer Fubo is open for business

Song Sanshun saw that his niece was very stubborn, so he had no choice but to carry her into his brother-in-law's house.

At this moment, Wu Zhonglou's mind was already a little dazed, and he was indifferent to the arrival of his brother-in-law.

Chang'an seemed to see that his uncle's whole body was shrouded in heavy gray fog, making his face look gray and defeated.

She leaned towards the kang and muttered: "Uncle, uncle, Chang'an, Chang'an, save you."

Song Sanshun had no choice but to send his little niece to the kang, and saw her crawling towards Wu Zhonglou.

Coming to his head, Chang An put his palm on his uncle's forehead and muttered: "Xiao Zhuzhu, let uncle get well."

A ray of light emitted from the palm of his hand and gradually disappeared into Wu Zhonglou's forehead.

These rays of light are not visible to outsiders, so in the eyes of Song Sanshun and his parents-in-law, Chang'an is praying for Chonglou.

Several people sighed in their hearts, and Ms. Sun even wiped away tears.

Only she and her husband know their son's illness best. According to the current situation, it is unclear whether he can survive until April.

"Good boy, you are determined." Sun said while holding back her sobs.

Chang'an glanced at his mother-in-law, then looked down at the little Miaomiao in his hand.

There were three leaves in total, but this time two were gone at once. Changan curled his lips and wanted to cry.

When will the little seedlings grow back? She still has to go find her father.

At this moment, Wu Zhonglou was a little clearer. When he saw the little baby squatting on the bed, he subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with the corner of the quilt.

Then he saw his brother-in-law beside him. He suddenly understood something and felt sad in his heart.

Wu Zhonglou coughed and said softly: "Take Chang'an over." If you die, you will die. Don't pass on the illness to little Chang'an.

Song Sanshun picked up Chang'an and asked, "Chonglou is feverish again? Do you want to invite a doctor to take a look?"

Mother-in-law Sun nodded slightly, touched her son's forehead and said, "We plan to take Chonglou to Tieniu Town tomorrow to have a look." Even if they sell iron, they still want to give their son a chance to survive.

Song Sanshun felt sad when he heard this, but he couldn't find a penny all over his body and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

If I had known better, I would have brought one hundred coins with me.

"It's getting late, you should go back quickly." Old man Wu patted Song Sanshun on the shoulder.

There is no place for the son-in-law to stay at home, otherwise he would have to stay for one night.

"Okay." Song Sanshun wrapped Chang'an in his coat and said goodbye to his father-in-law and mother-in-law: "Then I'm leaving. I'll come back tomorrow to see you."

My brother-in-law's situation looks very bad. I will bring some money over tomorrow to have a look.

"Be careful on the road. It's cold at night, so wrap up Chang'an's head." Sun warned.

"knew."

Song Sanshun and several people from the same village walked out of Wu's house and gradually disappeared into darkness.

Mrs. Sun and her wife stood outside the yard and stared for a long time before turning around.

Suddenly, they heard their son's low voice: "Mom, I'm hungry."

When Mrs. Sun heard this, she quickly went to the back of the stove and took some branches and put them in a yellow basin and lit them.

Relying on the light of the brazier, the old couple came to their son's Kang and asked, holding back their sorrow: "Chonglou, what do you want to eat? Mom and dad will make it right now."

Wu Zhonglou seemed to be in much better spirits and said in a low voice, "I want to eat some salty porridge."

He was hungry, but there was no taste in his mouth. He just wanted to eat some salty vegetable porridge.

When Mrs. Sun saw this, she held back tears and said in a thick nasal voice, "Okay, mother, let's do it right now."

When the couple walked to the stove, they both burst into tears.

Is this my son's return to glory?

Oh oh oh! I don't know who heard the crow of a cock, and then the crow of cocks came one after another, one after another.

Song Sanshun and others walked quickly and quickly returned to the village.

Several helping villagers went home to rest, and Song Sanshun also led Chang An to open the courtyard door.

Mrs. Wu was dozing off at the head of the kang. When she heard the voices of her husband and Song Laoliu, she immediately got up and opened the door: "You're back? Have you found Chang'an?"

"Found it." Song Laoliu entered the room with a chill in his eyes and released Chang An from his arms.

Wu felt sad and happy at the same time, and quickly took Chang An and put him into bed.

At this time, Huahua meowed, jumped onto the kang, and lay down next to Chang'an.

It followed its little master all the way home, and was very tired at the moment.

Song Sanshun added a few handfuls of grass to the kang hole and said softly: "I have to go to Kaoshan Village again at dawn. Your brother has a fever again. I want to send some money there."

He had long known about the embarrassment of his father-in-law's family. This time, his brother-in-law became ill again, and the family was probably in dire straits.

Wu suddenly became nervous: "Fever again? Is it serious?"

Song Sanshun: "It doesn't look good."

The face of my brother-in-law was full of despair, which is commonly known as the air of death. At first glance, he looked like his days were numbered.

Wu's tears immediately fell when she heard this, "I'll go with you too."

Song Sanshun shook his head: "You can't help me if you go, so why not wait for news at home."

Seeing that his wife seemed about to say something else, he added, "My father-in-law is going to send Chonglou to Tieniu Town to see a doctor. Too many people going there will cause trouble. You should just take care of Chang'an at home."

Wu covered her face and sobbed, but did not mention going back.

The next day, Chang'an woke up and it was already three o'clock in the morning. Her aunt was sitting at the small table peeling soapberries.

Without alerting her aunt, she quietly got off the kang and sneaked outside for convenience.

When she came back, she saw her aunt looking at her with a cold face.

Chang'an hugged her aunt's calf, raised her neck and said with a smile: "Aunt, Chang'an, be good."

Wu deliberately made a sullen face and poked her forehead gently, "Don't try to fool her, why are you running so far away with Goudan?"

"C-Chang'an doesn't, don't want dad to die." Chang'an pursed his lips and said, "Yes, Xiao Zhuzhu can save, save dad."

She wanted to say that she had dreamed about a terrible scene, and that her father must be in danger, but she couldn't organize the words and couldn't tell her aunt many things.

Wu was moved to tears by Chang'an's words. Thinking that her critically ill brother was also facing death, she couldn't help but have red eyes again.

She hugged Chang An into her arms and said in a hoarse voice: "Your father is far, far away. Even your third uncle can't be found. How can you find him? Don't do this kind of thing again next time. Once you are kidnapped, you will never see your father again, do you hear me?"

Changan blinked, half understanding.

Wu slapped her butt and said, "There are a lot of bad people out there. They like to catch children and skin them like rabbits to eat. Are you afraid? If your father and mother come back and can't find you in the future, won't they die of grief?"

Chang'an understood this time and curled his lips, tears welling up in his eyes.

She hugged her aunt's neck tightly and sobbed: "Chang, Chang'an is wrong. Wrong. I won't go far if I don't go far."

"It's good that you know you were wrong." Mrs. Wu gently stroked her niece's back, "If anything happens to Chang'an from now on, just tell your uncle and aunt, and uncle and aunt will take Chang'an to find his parents."

Changan wiped his eyes with his small hands and asked seriously: "Really, really?"