In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

This was the first time Lu Qingyang heard about Lao Bao's experience.

Seeing that he was a widow, I thought he had no children and no wife.

Although Captain Wu was drunk, he did not forget to wink at his wife.

He fell headlong on the table, and Aunt Wu leaned over and whispered: "Every word I said is true. If you have a way, let Lao Bao throw away all the useless things. They can't find them, and Lao Bao will be fine."

"Yeah." Lu Qingyang nodded thoughtfully.

Captain Wu didn't look up until he left.

"This kid, he really tried to get me drunk. I almost got drunk."

"He looks so stupid. Why can't you say anything directly? You have to beat around the bush."

...

Lu Qingyang also understood that Lao Bao had someone to help him.

But even if someone helped him, he still got into trouble. There is only one possibility... someone must have framed him.

That person is none other than his eldest nephew.

He immediately rushed to the door of Lao Bao's house, and indeed heard a conversation from inside.

"Second uncle, I got the news that someone will come to check on you tomorrow. You pack up all your things and put them at my place! I have a secret cellar there, I'll keep it for you!"

Bao Guanghui's eyes circled around the house and finally stopped at his room.

For so many years, his father's obsession was the box left by his grandfather before he died.

"Wait until the storm is over, and then you can move it back."

If it were the old Bao before, he would really listen to his nephew and move the things to his house.

Now he kept a look in his eyes and did not agree immediately.

"Guanghui, what are you talking about? Besides these books and prescriptions, what else do I have here? At worst, I can burn them all and be done with it. There is nothing to hide."

Bao Guanghui frowned, and this second uncle didn't seem to be as stupid as he thought.

He and his father had already discussed that he would report Bao Jingwen, and then take the opportunity to be a good person and let his second uncle hide the things in his place.

He was not in a hurry, and there must be a way to persuade him. Just as he was about to continue speaking, Lu Qingyang knocked on the door at the right time:

"Old Bao, Old Bao, are you home? I got the things you asked me to bring you."

When Old Bao heard Lu Qingyang's voice, he quickly opened the door, "Why did you deliver it so late!"

"Isn't it delayed by something? Can I come here to sit for a while? Have some hot tea?"

"Okay, you come in first!"

Lu Qingyang handed him a bag of corn flour in his hand, which was well packed.

Bao Guanghui frowned when he saw someone coming.

Who is this person? This will affect his work.

Bao Guanghui leaned close to Lao Bao's ear and whispered, "Uncle, the matter I just told you is really urgent. You'd better think about it carefully and don't delay the business."

"I understand."

While Lao Bao turned around to pour tea, Bao Guanghui walked around the room and nodded to Lu Qingyang.

He had never seen this man before. He should not be from the village and was not threatening.

He touched the medicine cabinet again, glanced at the books on the shelf, and smiled contemptuously.

Lu Qingyang had been observing his every move, and Bao Guanghui was also looking at him.

It was not easy to take action when someone was watching him. He was preparing to hide the things he framed in his uncle's house.

In this way, his uncle would be in big trouble tomorrow, and he could occupy the things left by his grandfather.

Lu Qingyang suddenly shouted, "I'm going to go out for a while!"

"Lazy people are really prone to shit and piss!" Lao Bao muttered.

Lu Qingyang didn't go to relieve himself, but hid aside.

Bao Guanghui was sneaky just now, he must have some bad intentions.

It was difficult for him to do anything if he was in that place.

Bao Guanghui didn't know that his every move was under Lu Qingyang's eyes.

He found a hidden place, stuffed a bag of things in, and showed a relaxed expression on his face.

At this time, Lao Bao also boiled water and brewed tea, and Lu Qingyang also came back from "relieving himself".

Lao Bao brought the cup of special medicine to his nephew, "Guanghui, try it, this is what I dried myself, it's good for the spleen and stomach."

Bao Guanghui smelled a smell of medicine, he had drunk it here before, so he didn't doubt it and drank it directly.

But he felt that this taste was weird...

Lu Qingyang tasted the water in the cup, drank a few sips, and suddenly felt that his brain, which was drowsy because of drinking, was much clearer.

The old Bao gave him some medicinal herbs to sober him up.

After a while, Bao Guanghui's stomach suddenly started to ache.

He covered his stomach and said hurriedly, "Second Uncle, I'll go back first and come back later.Come and tell you in detail!"

After that, he left in a hurry.

Old Bao sighed, "Finally left."

Lu Qingyang also told him the news he had just found out: "Doctor Bao, your nephew has bad intentions. He is the one who reported you."

He walked to the place where Bao Guanghui hid things just now and took out the package.

"I was outside just now and saw him hiding things."

Old Bao opened it and saw some inappropriate remarks. If these were found out, he would be almost ruined.

He smiled bitterly, "I probably guessed it, but I didn't expect that in the end, the person who wanted to harm me was actually a relative at home."

"At the beginning, my eldest brother and I had a quarrel over the separation of the family and almost fought because he felt that my father was partial to me and left the box to me. "

"I was wondering why Bao Guanghui suddenly came to my house to show his goodwill. He even apologized to me, saying that he was wrong at the beginning, but now he has come to his senses and wants to make peace with me. I am afraid he will never understand even in his grave."

Old Bao threw the package into the fire, muttering, "Too vicious. He is obviously a brother, but he wants me dead."

"Even if I burn the box, I can't leave it to them."

Lu Qingyang had an idea, "If Doctor Bao trusts me, why not leave these books with me and I will keep them for you."

"Boy, only those who become members of our Bao family are qualified to read these things."

Lu Qingyang waved his hands again and again, "You misunderstood, I am not interested in these. "

His purpose is just to hope that Lao Bao can live well and treat some difficult and complicated diseases in the future.

And the ointments he made for injuries and bruises are really useful.

My own medical knowledge is just showing off, how can I compare with him.

"Not interested, then you know prescriptions and medical knowledge? I think you are a talented person."

Lao Bao changed his previous disgusted expression and suddenly said with a smile.

Lu Qingyang had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, he heard him say: "I don't have any descendants, otherwise, I will pass on this medical skill to you?"