Miracle Doctor Little Farmer

Although he knew that the person who poisoned him was Liu Bing, Zhao Baliang did not make a big fuss. If he made a big publicity, Liu Bing really wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the village. There are also very few people who know about it.

The next day, Zhao Baliang first went down the mountain to find Zhou Fujun, and after telling him about it, Zhou Fujun was so angry that he couldn't wait to kill Liu Bing with a knife: "This one who killed a thousand knives was actually done by him!"

"Uncle Fujun, don't be impulsive." Zhao Baliang hurriedly stopped Zhou Fujun, otherwise, Zhou Fujun was impulsive, and it was really possible to do something wrong.

"This grandson is too lacking in morality, how much money has we lost. Although under the persuasion of Zhao Baliang, Zhou Fujun no longer wanted to trouble Liu Bing, but it did not prevent Zhou Fujun from scolding people angrily.

After Zhou Fujun finished scolding, Zhao Baliang continued: "Uncle Fujun, let's go to Liu Bing for a while, we can't squeeze people out alone in this matter of raising chickens, don't you say?"

"Why? Let that grandson take advantage of him, he is so beautiful!" As soon as he heard Zhao Baliang's words, Zhou Fujun immediately jumped to his feet and resolutely disagreed: "Baliang, if you want to say something else, I resolutely don't object, but this thing doesn't work, I don't agree to say anything." Think about Liu Bing's grandson's lack of morality, if we let him raise chickens together, maybe he can do something even more immoral!"

"Uncle Fu Jun......" Zhao Baliang also knew that Liu Bing was not very authentic, but the more he excluded him, the more he felt suffocated. In this way, they will do more excessive things, and in that case, the gains outweigh the losses. On the contrary, if Liu Bing is enlisted to raise chickens together, then even if Liu Bing makes money with them, he will naturally not think about harming people!

Zhao Baliang explained for a long time before Zhou Fujun reluctantly agreed: "However, let's say it first, there must be a difference between Liu Bing's grandson, at least the price must be lower for him." "

Uncle Fu Jun, we have given up such a big regression, do you still care about the price?" Zhao Baliang said a little speechlessly.

Under Zhao Baliang's persuasion, Zhou Fujun finally agreed to go to Liu Bing's house with Zhao Baliang.

Liu Bing had just finished breakfast, and when he saw Zhao Baliang and Zhou Fujun coming to the door together, he thought they were here to find trouble, so he asked with a cold face, "What's the matter?

Although Liu Bing didn't wait to see Zhao Baliang and Zhou Fujun, Liu Bing's daughter-in-law still hurriedly poured tea for the two.

"Say, what do you want to do? Don't mention the loss of money, Lao Tzu has no money. Liu Bing thought that Zhao Baliang and Zhou Fujun came to the door to poison those local chickens for him.

"Uncle Liu Bing, we are not here today to talk about this matter. Zhao Baliang hurriedly said: "Now the demand for our local chickens is quite large, and the villagers have raised them, thinking, can Uncle Liu Bing also help raise some local chickens?"

Zhao Baliang knew that Liu Bing had a good face, so he tried to be as tactful as possible. If the demand is really too great, what use can Liu Bing's family raise dozens of them?

"What?" Liu Bing and his daughter-in-law were stunned at the same time, this is pie in the sky, and then smashed them in their mouths.

Liu Bing immediately began to ponder Zhao Baliang's intentions. After all, he has a deep contradiction with Zhao Baliang, and Zhao Baliang can't be so kind.

Seeing the expression on Liu Bing's face, Zhao Baliang knew that Liu Bing was suspicious, so Zhao Baliang said again: "Uncle Liu Bing, if you are willing to raise it, go to Uncle Fujun to register, so the conditions are the same as those of the villagers."

"Eight taels, we are willing to raise. Liu Bing's daughter-in-law said immediately. Where can I find such a good thing? You must know that the cost of raising chickens is extremely low, and seventy yuan for a local chicken, which is basically the same as giving it for nothing, why are they unwilling?

Glaring at his daughter-in-law, Liu Bing said, "You talk a lot." After speaking, he looked at Zhao Baliang and Zhou Fujun and said, "You guys go quickly, we don't raise chickens!"

Liu Bing was so ignorant, Zhou Fujun stood up angrily and was about to leave.

Zhao Baliang hurriedly pulled Zhou Fujun by the hand, and then said to Liu Bing: "Uncle Liu Bing, you think about it, if you think about it, go to Uncle Fujun's house to register."

"Hey, okay. Liu Bing didn't speak, but Liu Bing's daughter-in-law hurriedly agreed.

When he walked out of Liu Bing's house, Zhou Fujun said angrily: "Batael, we lack those local chickens raised by him?"

"Okay, okay, Uncle Fujun, dissipate your anger, I'll drink two glasses with you in a while." Zhao Baliang knew about this matter, which made Zhou Fujun also feel wronged, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

went to Zhou Fujun's house with Zhou Fujun, Zhou Fujun hurriedly asked Zheng Yuefen to cook a few dishes, and he had a drink with Zhao Baliang. Zheng Yuefen naturally agreed again and again and walked towards the kitchen.

"Auntie, just cook two dishes. Zhao Baliang hurriedly said to Zheng Yuefen, who was walking towards the kitchen.

"You talk for a while, and you'll be fine soon. Zheng Yuefen said, and got busy in the kitchen.

After glancing at Zhao Baliang, Zhou Fujun felt that this was a good opportunity for his daughter to get along with Zhao Baliang, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to officially settle the affairs of the two.

Therefore, Zhou Fujun said: "Why don't you call Zhou Ting back, the family will eat together, and it will be lively." "

OK. Zhao Baliang didn't think about anything else, and directly dialed Zhou Ting's phone.

Hearing that Zhao Baliang asked her to come back for dinner, Zhou Ting was speechless for a while, and said, "This is far away, you can eat, leave me alone." What's not on the mountain?" Hearing

that Zhou Ting was reluctant to come back, Zhou Fujun hurriedly took Zhao Baliang's mobile phone and counted it down at Zhou Ting on the phone. Zhou Ting really couldn't stand Zhou Fujun's hard counting, so she had to promise to see if she would come back for a while.

"This kid, so old, still doesn't make people worry. When Zhou Fujun returned the phone to Zhao Baliang, he said with some embarrassment.

Although it was said that it depended on the situation, Zhou Ting still hurried back, otherwise Zhou Fujun would have to continue to call and urge after a while. She knows her father better than anyone else.

When Zhou Ting came back, Zheng Yuefen's dishes were almost done, Zhou Ting helped Zheng Yuefen bring out all the dishes, and Zhou Fujun also took out his treasured good wine.

"Authentic tiger bone wine. Zhou Fujun said as if offering a treasure: "Now this thing, you can't drink it if you want to, the tiger is a national protected animal!" poured

a glass of wine for Zhao Baliang, and poured another glass for himself, Zhou Fujun said: "Come, let's go first."

Zhou Fujun toasted him, how could Zhao Baliang not drink it, he picked up the wine glass and touched Zhou Fujun, and a glass of wine went down.

Zhao Baliang didn't expect this wine to be so strong, and when he hit his stomach, it was like a fire, making him cough again and again.

Hurriedly got up and patted Zhao Baliang on the back, Zhou Ting looked at Zhou Fujun complainingly, and said, "I know how to drink it in a day, do you think Baliang is the same as you?"

After slowing down for a while, Zhao Baliang eased up, and then hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I'm in a bit of a hurry, this wine is too strong!"

"That's it, this is my own wine, nearly seventy degrees!" Zhou Fujun said complacently.

Hearing that this wine was brewed by Zhou Fujun himself, Zhao Baliang was a little surprised and asked, "Uncle Fujun, do you still make wine?"

Zhou Fujun said, but he was a little disappointed. This ancestral craft is broken by him. When the wine brewed at home is drunk, it is estimated that he will not be able to drink the wine he brewed.

Zhou Fujun was chatting with Zhao Baliang while drinking. Slowly, Zhou Fujun introduced the topic to Zhao Baliang and Zhou Ting.

Zhao Baliang didn't know what Zhou Fujun meant, but now Zhou Ting's attitude is very unclear. Although the two are now nominally in a relationship, Zhou Ting is not close enough to Zhao Baliang.

"Dad, if you drink a little wine, you will talk nonsense, if you do this again, I will not come back in the future. Hearing Zhou Fujun's tone that he couldn't wait to marry Zhao Baliang immediately, Zhou Ting was very angry.

Although she and Zhao Baliang are basically in a relationship now, they have to come step by step, how can he be like him, rushing to marry his daughter, as if he can't get married!

"Uncle Fujun, this matter is not in a hurry, Zhou Ting and I are not very old, and it will be okay to get married in a few years." Zhao Baliang hurriedly cleared the siege.

Hearing Zhao Baliang's words, Zhou Fujun was worried for a while, now that Zhao Baliang's business is so big, and he is making more and more money, how many people with daughters are staring at Zhao Baliang, if Zhou Ting doesn't take the initiative, maybe Zhao Baliang will be snatched away.

However, of course, he couldn't say this in front of Zhao Baliang, so he could only persuade Zhou Ting in private.

Drinking the tiger bone wine that Zhou Fujun had soaked for many years, although he had only drunk three glasses, Zhao Baliang was a little unable to hold on, and he was obviously drunk.

Seeing that Zhao Baliang was dizzy, Zhou Ting hurriedly asked, "Baliang, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Although he said that it was okay, Zhao Baliang slowly lay on the table.

glared at Zhou Fujun fiercely, Zhou Ting said: "I told you that the amount of eight taels of wine is not good, and you still poured him wine." "

I'm ......" Zhou Fujun was also speechless, he only drank three cups, why can't he do it?"

"Help Baliang to your room to rest for a while." Zheng Yuefen hurriedly said, you can't lie on the table all the time, right?

With the concerted efforts of Zhou Ting, Zheng Yufen and Zhou Fujun, Zhao Baliang was finally helped to Zhou Ting's room. put Zhao Baliang on the bed, and Zhou Ting hurriedly covered Zhao Baliang with a quilt, saving him from catching a cold.

"Xiaoting, it's not that Dad is too talkative, Baliang is such an excellent man, you have to watch it closely, otherwise you ......" Before Zhou Fujun's words were finished, he was interrupted by Zhou Ting: "Okay, Dad, you don't mix our affairs." "

Ting, it's really not your father who said this, you said that you are both on the mountain, why do you have to live in two rooms?" Zheng Yuefen also persuaded Zhou Ting, after all, they all came from a young age, how could they not understand these things?

"Mom, what are you talking about? Not married yet!" Zhou Ting was blushing by Zheng Yuefen's words, no matter what, she is also a big girl!

" "Your mother is right...... this matter" Zhou Fujun wanted to say something, but he was dragged out by Zhou Ting. When he walked out, Zhou Fujun also said: "Eight taels are asleep, what are you afraid of? He can't hear ......."