Later, after being persuaded by the system, Fubao reluctantly accepted the system's explanation and took on the first task.
Only the Jiang family members who were attracted by the crying were still confused. Fu Bao sobbed and said: "Grandma, grandma... ugh..."
Mrs. Jiang was very distressed.
Jiang Qi stretched out his hand to hug him, "What's wrong, Fu Bao, are you scared? Uncle, hug him."
Fu Bao shook his head, but he also liked his uncle's warm chest.
I always feel very broad and tall, like my father.
She stretched out her hand and said, "Uncle, give me a hug~"
Jiang Qi quickly hugged his daughter and coaxed him, "What's wrong with Fu Bao? Are you scared when you see Liniang? Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. Liniang is very kind. She is your mother. She will only love Fu Bao and protect Fu Bao."
Treasure..."
Fu Bao shook his head, shaking his hair until it exploded.
She pouted, "No, Fu Bao is an idiot. Fu Bao needs to study!"
Her big watery eyes have the same stubbornness as the Jiang family.
Jiang Fan was almost overjoyed. He snatched the doll away from his eldest brother and said, "My dear boy who loves to learn! My fourth uncle will teach you!"
Let a great scholar, a grand master, a grandson of a pope and a grandson of a pope teach a baby to enlightenment?
It's overkill.
But no one in the Jiang family present felt anything was wrong.
Even if Fubao didn't bring it up himself, the Jiang family would arrange for Jiang Fan to teach Fubao.
Fu Bao then broke through his tears and smiled. He put a sweet scent on his fourth uncle's face and said with a smile, "Okay, Fu Bao listens to his fourth uncle's advice. Fu Bao needs to learn arithmetic!"
She clenched her little fists and thought to herself, Fubao wants to make money!
Make a lot of money!
From now on, no one in the Jiang family will be hungry, everyone will be well fed and sleep well!
The Jiang family brothers had more people and strength, so they quickly repaired Liniang's tomb.
They finally said goodbye to Liniang solemnly and went home with Fu Bao in their arms.
Of course, Liniang's tomb does not just need to be repaired. Now that Liniang has been found, the Jiang family will definitely get the title deed to the back mountain after they return, and they will have to return to Beijing to send their family's experts to guard Liniang's grave.
, guard this pure land.
After returning home, the Jiang family had a lunch, and Fubao felt a little drowsy and wanted to sleep.
Her illness was not cured to begin with, and it was normal for her to be mentally depressed.
But the Jiang family looked at Fu Bao and felt secretly anxious.
Originally, their plan was to send Fu Bao to the Valley of Miracle Doctors to recuperate his body and treat his leg problems. However, when the typhoid fever came, Fu Bao's disease was not completely cured, and he also suffered a lot of external injuries. A child in this state was not suitable for traveling at all.
It cannot be said that the illness is more serious.
So what they plan now is to wait for Fu Bao to recover from the cold and the external injuries on his body, and then send Fu Bao to the Valley of Miracle Doctors to treat his leg disease!
Now that the child is asleep and hasn't taken the medicine yet, Mrs. Jiang is soft-hearted and plans to send Fu Bao back to his room to sleep first.
"Don't delay, third and fourth, go and fetch the wet nurse's two sons."
The Bai family fell, and Ye Niang was rescued by them again.
It's hard to guarantee that Bai Shan or the Bai family will slip through the net. It would be bad if they have a grudge and attack Ye Niang's two sons because they can't take revenge on the Jiang family.
It would be a long night and many dreams, so the Jiang family had better go there quickly.
Unexpectedly, Fu Bao frowned and woke up.
"Uncle, uncle..."
A bunch of uncles said "Hey" in unison, and then glared at each other.
Who called you? Fubao called me!
Fu Bao just woke up and couldn't open his eyes. He yawned loudly and his eyes were misty.
"Third uncle, fourth uncle...Fu Bao is going too..."
She was still confused, as if she was afraid that her uncles would take a look, and her little hands were already scratching in the air.
Jiang Sheng was so heartbroken that he quickly held the soft little breasts in his arms and coaxed in a gentle voice: "Good boy, Fu Bao, my uncles are out on business. The environment in the village is not good, so you can just sleep at home, okay?"
Fu Bao stubbornly opened one eye.
No, the system will do it as promised.
She shook her head, "No, Fubao, Fubao also wants to go..."
There is no way, the Jiang family has always been soft-hearted.
Mrs. Jiang nodded, and Jiang Sheng and Jiang Fan had no choice but to take Fu Bao to Yaming Village.
Yaming Village is actually a village in Haizhu Town. It is more than 20 miles away from the town and takes half a day by bullock cart to get there.
With Fu Bao sleeping in their arms, the two brothers were reluctant to ride in the bullock cart and took their own carriage.
The speed will be faster and the comfort will be better.
Little Fubao slept like a little pig in his uncle's warm and generous arms.
He also snored quietly.
The evil-minded system recorded it, thinking, hey, the host is a precious image of his childhood, the kind of black material, the kind that when he grows up, he will be eager to delete it after seeing it.
I looked at him and smiled again, hehe, little breast dumplings, they are quite cute when they are not crying!
It was already evening when the carriage arrived at Yaming Village.
Yaming Village is a small village, and most of them are poor farmers. They are just preparing to light a fire for cooking at this time, but the food they eat is not good.
At this moment, shouts and curses were heard everywhere in Zhang Mazi's house in Yaming Village.
"His grandma's father will provide you with food and drink! Just make two cents back! I'll beat you two idiots to death!"
"Uncle! Uncle, don't fight! We will work well! Uncle, we will beg well!"
For a while, the sound of the sap hitting the flesh and the sound of the little boy shouting and screaming could not be heard.
The sound even woke up Fu Bao in the carriage.
Jiang Sheng frowned and opened the curtain, and asked the village woman who happened to be walking up the dirt road from the field ridge, "Auntie, which house is making the noise?"
The peasant woman who was about to go home on the way had never seen such a luxurious carriage in the village. She immediately became cautious and asked and answered: "Yes, it is Zhang Mazi's family who beats two nephews."
The peasant woman seemed to be no longer surprised by this. Jiang Sheng frowned deeper, "Two nephews?"
"Hi, noble sir, you don't know that Mrs. Zhang's wife was married to Ye who had tuberculosis. Old Ye died a long time ago, leaving orphans and widowers unable to survive. Mrs. Ye sold herself to the Bai family without making any money back.
The old mother died, and the two sons had to be raised by their brothers..."
She said, feeling a little empathetic, "It's hard for these peasants to live! Two more children means two more mouths. Zhang Dazi is not a good-tempered person to begin with... In the past, Ye Niang could send money back, and the two of them
Only then can my son eat enough to avoid starving to death. Now..."
She sighed, "Mrs. Ye hasn't come back with the money for a long time, and I don't know if she died in the town or something. Zhang Mazi naturally dislikes these two little oil bottles, and beats and scolds them at every turn, and doesn't give them food.
Or go out and kneel down as a punishment. Let me tell you, these two boys are still malleable..."
Jiang Sheng couldn't bear to listen, so he hurriedly thanked her and gave the old woman a piece of silver.
The old woman took it over joyfully and thanked her repeatedly, "Thank you, noble man! Thank you, noble man!"
Fu Bao urged: "Uncle! Hurry up! I hear them screaming all the time! How pitiful!"
Her eyes were red.
Jiang Sheng and Jiang Fan were afraid that she would remember what happened to him, so he quickly covered her eyes and ears.
"Fubao, be good, don't be afraid, don't listen, uncle is here."
The carriage quickly found its place.
As expected, two shriveled and ragged children were kneeling on the dirt floor, their bodies dirty and covered in scars.
Judging from his appearance, he is only a year or two older than Fu Bao!