After cheering the sick farmer, I farmed with peace of mind

Early the next morning, the sky was already fully lit, Bai Shuo opened his eyes in a daze, his expression was still a little sleepy, he turned around and saw that there was no one beside him, he rolled around on the bed and wanted to sleep on it for a while, but he couldn't. I still think it's better to get dressed and get up.

When he was about to wash up, he saw the clean water in the wooden basin, which was obviously prepared for him by Zhuang Qingyun, so he accepted it with a smile.

After washing up, Bai Shuo started to prepare breakfast. He saw Zhuang Qingyun stretching his arms in a wheelchair, holding a bucket of water in one hand, and he didn't know how to operate it. When he raised his arm, the wheelchair pushed itself, and his eyes widened. You have to be round.

This... is really internal force!

He ran over patter, his eyes were about to glow green like a hungry wolf seeing meat, "Brother Qingyun, you... is this internal force?"

"Well, it hasn't worked for a long time, I'll practice." Zhuang Qingyun enjoyed Bai Shuo's adoring expression very much, his expression was contented, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"This is too powerful, I think I still have a chance to learn?"

He looked at the other party expectantly, hoping to get an affirmative answer. If he could learn martial arts, it would be worthwhile for him to come to ancient times.

"Step by step, it's not necessarily impossible to take it slowly." Seeing the look of anticipation in his eyes, Zhuang Qingyun couldn't bear to hit him, but if he had the talent, it might not be impossible to start practicing.

"Then we will start tomorrow. You must call me when you wake up in the morning. I must persevere." Bai Shuo clenched his fists and set a goal for himself.

"Cough! Okay." Zhuang Qingyun thought of this man's entanglements when he got up every morning, so he couldn't bear to expose him at this time.

Bai Shuo made breakfast, Zhuang Qingyun carried a bucket to water the vegetable patch in the yard, and then began to eat when the busy work was done, and finally washed the dishes and wiped the table together, the two cooperated tacitly, like an old married couple who have been together for countless years.

"Shuo Shuo, go to the village chief's house to register the land for building the house." Zhuang Qingyun tidied up and was ready to finish the matter.

"Okay, I made an appointment with Uncle Fang. He will take us to the town when he comes back before noon. Dr. He is in the clinic today. After seeing you, we will make some summer clothes and eat something. For food, shopkeeper Sun will come back in the afternoon, and we will look for him when he comes back."

"Well, let's go!"

When the two arrived at the door of the village chief's house, they saw that the village chief was just about to enter the house, with tiredness on his brows, as if he had just returned from going out early in the morning.

Seeing the two of them, the village head opened the door with a smile on his face, "Qingyun Lele is here, come in quickly."

Several people sat down on the bamboo chairs in the yard, and Bai Shuo said straight to the point, "Uncle Village, we have earned some money now, and if we want to buy a piece of land and build a house, renting a house is not a problem."

The village chief was taken aback when he heard that, thinking that they had just bought two acres of land with so much money, and now they are going to build a house again.However, when he thought about the old dealer, he shook his head and sighed.

It's true that people have to throw away more than others!

"This is a good thing. I didn't expect you to be able to build a house by yourself so soon, so good. Haha."

Seeing the village chief's happy look, Bai Shuo felt warm in his heart. He could see that the village chief was really happy for them. He looked at each other with Zhuang Qingyun, and he could see the warmth in each other's eyes.

Then he told the village head about their request to build a house, and wanted to build the house near the land he planted. Although it was at the edge of the village, it was better than cleanliness.

"Well, yes, yes, but you need a lot of money to build such a big house." The village chief stroked his beard and said.

"Uncle Village Chief, to be honest, we are planning to open a medicinal food shop in the village. Some time ago, we picked a few rare medicinal herbs and sold them for a lot of money. It is no problem to build a house."

Bai Shuo thought that since he was doing such a business, the village would have to know about it sooner or later, so it was better to speak up by himself.

"Medicine workshop? Medical center?" The village chief asked doubtfully.

"No, it's different from the medical center. My medicated food workshop doesn't provide medical consultations. It only accepts medical treatment after recovery. It's a medicinal food that combines medicinal ingredients with ingredients to make a healing food." Bai Shuo thought that he should explain in this way. It's pretty clear.

"Oh, I probably understand. You are promising children. This old farmer will regret it. However, it is a good thing for you to go out and live alone, so as to save you from getting involved in their messy affairs." The village chief thought of the old farmer. It's a headache to jump around.

After listening to the village chief's explanation, Bai Shuo and Zhuang Qingyun realized why the village chief looked tired just now. It turned out that the old farmer had started to make trouble early in the morning. The main reason was that Wang Gui'e was going to divorce Zhao Jinmei and marry Zhuang Qinghai again.

After registering the building and land selection, Bai Shuo pushed Zhuang Qingyun to the town in Uncle Shang's bullock cart.

"Shuo Shuo, didn't you say to go to the backyard to borrow things from the little drug boy? I can do it here by myself." Zhuang Qingyun sat at Dr. He's consultation table and looked at Bai Shuo who was guarding the side.

"Ah? I'll go back later, I want to hear what Doctor He has to say?" Bai Shuo was taken aback.

"Hey, let's go first, and I'll tell you after the diagnosis. Let's hurry up and make clothes later." Zhuang Qingyun's eyes flickered, and he softly coaxed.

"Oh, okay, come out and tell me later." Bai Shuo liked Zhuang Qingyun's tricks the most, and walked towards the backyard in a daze.

He is going to find the little medicine boy here, and borrow the introductory catalog of medicinal materials. This is a must-have book for the little medicine boy to study. He wants to borrow it and compare the names with what he has learned, in case the same medicinal herb has different names in ancient and modern times.

When he came out with the book, the consultation was over, Zhuang Qingyun and Dr. He looked indifferently, and looked at Bai Shuo together.

"Uh... How is it? Are you recovering well?" He looked at the two inexplicably, feeling weird, but he didn't think much about it. The diagnosis result was what he was most concerned about.

Dr. He stroked his beard in a spirited manner, "The injury has healed, and the recovery is very good, and the deficiency of the body has also been replenished. The previous medicine can be stopped, and more nutrition will be added in the future to recover slowly."

These Bai Shuo can probably guess, and now that he has been confirmed, the stone in his heart has finally dropped, but, "His legs?"

Dr. He paused when he heard the motion of stroking his beard with his hands, "It's a leg injury, I still can't do anything."

Although Bai Shuo didn't expect much, he was still a little disappointed when he heard this, so that he didn't see Zhuang Qingyun staring at him with a nervous and uncomfortable expression.