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Chapter Forty-One

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    Having tasted the sweetness, Song Fengchen was satisfied.

    Early in the morning of the third day, the boss of the Chen family drove over with an ox cart, and helped Song Fengchen load a dozen large and small packages to be sent out onto the ox cart, and then covered it with a rain cloth.

    Before leaving, Song Fengchen thought about it, and finally went back home, found a few paper bags, packed half a catty of Gastrodia elata and a small handful of Dendrobium flowers, and a few catties of dried mushrooms, intending to send them to Song Lanzhi along the way.

    The weather was fine at first, but he didn't want to walk halfway and suddenly it started to rain. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Song Fengchen had to knock on the door of a fellow villager's house on the side of the road because of the consideration of the package in the car, planning to  Wait for the rain to lighten up a bit before heading out on the road.

    This stop lasted for two or three hours, and it was already dusk when Song Fengchen made it to the commune post office with difficulty.

    Fortunately, at this time, the people in the post office hadn't left work yet. Song Fengchen stuffed a pack of swimming cigarettes for the staff at the counter. The other party swept away the undisguised impatience on his face, and enthusiastically helped him organize the package and fill in the receipt.

    After finishing these, the sky has completely darkened.

    After leaving the gate of the post office, Song Fengchen thought carefully, and hurried back to Yuexi Village at this time, the road was slippery in the dark, it was too dangerous.  He didn't have a letter of introduction on him, so the hostel would definitely not be able to stay. Instead of staying overnight at a stranger's house, it would be better to bother Song Lanzhi, since he would go there anyway.

    Thinking of this, Song Fengchen waved the whip in his hand, and following his memory, the bullock cart walked towards Luo's two-story single-family building.

    When he got to the place, he jumped out of the ox cart. Just as his left foot landed, his movements froze suddenly.

    The night wind blows unhurriedly, but it gives people a sense of oppression of being imprisoned.

    He took a step back, but he could still catch a scent of earth in the air. He didn't know whose child caused the trouble. The mother was yelling and cursing loudly, with a shrill voice, and it was said that two streets were not a problem.  .

    He took another step forward, the shouting and cursing were still loud, but like a tape recorder, it was more hoarse, and even the moonlight dimmed a bit.

    Song Fengchen frowned slightly and raised his hand to knock on the door.

    After a while, the door opened, and Song Lanzhi came out, "Who is it?"

    Song Fengchen responded, "Second Sister, it's me."

    "Third?" Song Lanzhi quickened his pace, stretched out his hand and opened the big iron gate, letting Song Fengchen in: "It's so late, why are you here?"

    Song Fengchen didn't answer the call, and hurriedly drove the ox cart to the yard and parked it.  After finishing all this, he asked, "Did something happen to your family?"

    "What happened?" Song Lanzhi was taken aback, "What happened?"

    "No?" Song Fengchen frowned.

    Song Lanzhi hesitated and said, "Does it matter if your brother-in-law is ill?"

    "What's going on?" Song Fengchen asked.

    Song Lanzhi was confused by him: "It's because I didn't cover the quilt at night and caught a cold and had a fever."

    In order not to worry Song Fengchen, she added: "I went to the hospital with him in the afternoon, and the fever wasn't too severe. It was a little over 38 degrees, and he gave him an injection. He didn't come back until the fever subsided."

    Song Fengchen didn't take it seriously, he handed the things he brought to Song Lanzhi: "I'll go see my brother-in-law."

    Having said all this, Song Lanzhi also sensed that there was something wrong in Song Fengchen's tone, so she nodded with a puzzled face: "Sure, your brother-in-law is sleeping, I'll take you there."

    "good."

    Song Fengchen followed Song Lanzhi into the small western building.

    Going up the stairs and turning left, Song Lanzhi pushed open the door of the first room, groped on the wall to pull up the light, and shouted: "Minxin, are you feeling better? The third child is here to see you."

    What responded to Song Lanzhi was a series of violent coughing.

    Song Lanzhi's heart tightened, she walked quickly to the bed, and turned the person facing the wall over to have a look.  Luo Minxin's eyes opened a gap, his breathing was rapid, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't speak.

    "what happened?"

    Song Lanzhi stretched out his hand and put it on Luo Minxin's forehead, it was hot, and subconsciously exclaimed: "How could it be so hot?"

    With a panic on her face, she threw off the quilt on Luo Minxin, and said anxiously: "Quick, third child, help me, we will send your brother-in-law to the hospital."

    "No hurry." Song Fengchen's voice was low.

    "Why don't you worry, your brother-in-law is burnt like this, if he burns out" Song Lanzhi even had a tear in his voice.

    ? Song Fengchen took a step forward, stopped Song Lanzhi's movements, and drankLuo Minxin, who else is this uncle who suddenly became 'generous'?

    Song Lanzhi's eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth were trembling: "Why would he do this, Minxin is his own nephewand isn't he already dead"

    Her mind was in turmoil, and she suddenly changed her voice: "I knew that there is no such thing as a free pie in this world. Not to mention five hundred yuan, and such a nice house as a gift.  Waiting here!"

    Having said that, Song Lanzhi looked up at Song Fengchen suddenly as if he remembered something, panicked, and stammered, "Old, third, what should we do now?"

    Song Fengchen calmed down, and was already prepared in his heart to send the Buddha to the west. He looked at the pit under his feet, "Don't panic, help me find something and bring it back. Let's settle this first."  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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