Tuan Chong is five and a half years old and started his fortune from farming.

Liu Laizi didn't want to go to the "flood", but Zhang Xiaolang knelt down and kowtowed to him, begging him to come to see Bao's doctor.

After thinking about it, he found the herbal ointment he had made in his spare time and gave a box to Zhang Xiaolang.

"Thank you, Uncle Liu."

Zhang Xiaolang kowtowed so hard that his forehead was bruised.

After receiving the medicine, he was extremely grateful.

"Go home quickly. I think your mother only suffered a superficial injury. She will be fine with just some medicine. I won't go. It's not very convenient."

Liu Laizi picked up the child. If it weren't for the fact that the child was young and pitiful, he really wouldn't want to.

"Yeah, thank you, Uncle Liu."

Great, there is medicine. Zhang Xiaolang stumbled and ran all the way while protecting the medicine.

At this time, Bao, after cursing, reluctantly prepared to go home.

"Chrysanthemum, what are you~"

The person who came was carrying a basket, and there was a hint of concern in his words.

"Sophora japonica, my life is so miserable!"

When Mr. Bao saw the person coming, he closed the door for a moment, then put down his sleeves and showed the other person his bruised nose and face.

"Who bullied you? What kind of bastard bullied you, a new widow! How unreasonable!"

Upon seeing this, Ms. Fang stepped forward quickly, her tone full of sympathy for Mr. Bao.

But in fact, she felt strangely happy in her heart.

Yes, secretly cool!

She has a long relationship with the Bao family.

"Mother~"

Zhang Xiaolang trotted back at this time. Seeing a familiar figure at his door, tears of grievance fell down his face.

"Hey, Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang, why is your head so blue? Who bullied you?"

When Mrs. Fang saw this, she felt extremely distressed and hurriedly pulled her child into the house.

At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he was looking at Bao and everything in the Zhang family.

"Aunt Fang, I'm fine. Please apply medicine to my mother while I go to the kitchen to boil water."

Zhang Xiaolang was a little confused when he saw his mother in a panic, but he wisely prepared to go to the kitchen to boil water.

Fang was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Bao with disapproval.

Then he opened the floral cloth on the basket, grabbed two wobou from it, took them out and handed them to Xiao Lang:

"Hey, no, why are you so polite to aunt? You haven't had lunch yet. Aunt is here with food, so take it and eat it quickly."

"Thank you Aunt Fang."

Zhang Xiaolang didn't hear his mother's refusal, so he timidly took the wowotou and started to bite into it.

Delicious, delicious, everything smells good when you are hungry.

"Sophora japonica, I made you laugh."

Bao held the medicine her son had given her in her hand and thought, Liu Laizi didn't come, Xiao Lang had a wound on his forehead, and she could guess where the medicine came from with her toes.

For a moment, she felt mixed. She felt quite uncomfortable when she looked at her son devouring the food.

"Hai, we don't have anything to do with each other. We're going to see each other outside. You go back home and change clothes first. I'll go to your kitchen to boil water for you. I'll wipe it off later and apply medicine."

Ms. Fang has initially gained Mr. Bao's trust. For the next purpose, she has to work harder to inquire about her welfare.

"Thank you."

Rao is Bao, and at this time he also let down his guard.

She was orphaned and widowed, and she didn’t have anything valuable at home. Fang was able to bring food and visit her, which was undoubtedly a help in times of need.

After eating two steamed buns, Zhang Xiaolang's stomach was not that empty. He drank some cold water and finally felt strong.

At this time, he looked at Aunt Fang like a savior.

"Aunt Fang, thank you."

"What kid? Your mother and I have been friends since we were girls. How can I stand by and watch when your family is in trouble?"

While lighting the fire, Mrs. Fang comforted the little boy with a hearty smile.

She used "scheming" to deal with Bao, not to mention the little boy in front of her. Only when mother and son put down their guard did she act easily.

An hour later——

Jiang family.

Without annoying people to disturb her, Mrs. Xu worked diligently with her son to cook the two pots of braised food at the same time.

The cooking pot is naturally braised beef.

The pot outside, the braised pig is in the water.

Not to mention, the two pots working at the same time are much faster.

Because braised food is often made and the family eats it from time to time, the family has little interest in braised food.

But this strange fragrance is very tempting to others.

The Zhang family next door——

The door was closed and it was eerily quiet.

It seemed that the noisy insults of the recent past did not exist.

In the main room, Mrs. Fang helped Mrs. Bao, wiped the wounds on her body and applied some unpleasant ointment.

You know, a friend in need is a friend indeed. This is the first time since the funeral of Mr. Bao that someone has come to help.

"Sophora japonica, thanks to you today, if it weren't for you, Xiaolang and I would have had a hard time today."

"Chrysanthemum, don't blame me. My mother-in-law has been ill recently and I'm staying at my mother's house to take care of her illness. I just returned to the village today."

As Fang explained, she poured the dirty water along the window sill.

"Wow~"

After putting down the wooden basin, she put a wooden stick against the window to let the cool wind from outside blow into the house. It was so damn bad luck.

"No wonder."

Bao felt a little relieved after hearing this. Rather than suspecting that Fang didn't come on purpose, she wanted to believe that the other party was delayed for something.

"I heard from my youngest brother that Brother Zhang was gone. I was anxious and frightened, so I hurriedly made food to see you."

Fang sat over and held Du's hand, with a hint of sobs in her voice.

"Hey, it's a scandal, so don't mention it."

Bao felt grievances in her heart, but she had nowhere to vent them.

The head of the household died on another woman's bed. She, the mistress, had no reason to say anything!

If it weren't for the way the head of the family died, how could the family members consciously treat them badly, mother and son?

Mrs. Fang nodded, feeling sad, then frowned and said:

"I heard that the Zhang family promised to give you, mother and son, three taels of silver every year. Is this true?"

"kindness."

When Mr. Bao heard about the money, his mind changed and he calmed down for a rare moment.

Isn't Mrs. Fang here to find out how much money she has left?

profitable?

"Hey, it's only three taels of silver. How can you, mother and son, eat well, sleep well, and use it well?"

Mrs. Fang sighed deliberately, changed the subject, and looked like she was doing Bao's good.

"There is no other way. No matter how much we do, we will not give in."

Bao's vigilance relaxed. Good sisters are good sisters. They wholeheartedly do it for her. She should not doubt the other party.

Mrs. Fang knew that Mr. Bao was suspicious of her, so she didn't continue to ask about the money. She turned her eyes to test other things:

"What are your plans for the future?"

"What else can I plan to do? I don't have any farmland at home and only have a river beach. When the clams come out in a few months, I can ask someone to help me salvage the mussels. I can sell them for as much as I can."

This is not a secret, and Bao is not lying.

Fang's eyes flashed and he took the initiative:

"Well, when the time comes, I'll ask my youngest to help you get it for free."

"Okay, then I would like to thank you and Lao Duan in advance, otherwise our family, an orphan and a widowed mother, would not know how to be bullied~"

When Mr. Bao heard that he didn’t want any money, he immediately agreed. (End of chapter)