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Chapter 849

After the first few days, Aunt Jin's injury finally improved, but she still had to lie on the bed. Fortunately, there were many people at home, who took turns coming to stay with Aunt Jin, and Tuanzi came over from time to time to comfort her, which comforted Jin.

My aunt's smile never faded.

When you feel better, your injuries will naturally heal faster.

Mrs. Fang Jiang would cook delicious food for Aunt Jin in different ways every day. Within a few days, Aunt Jin had gained a lot of weight. In the end, Aunt Jin refused again and again, so Mrs. Fang Jiang added three meals to three meals a day.

Soup was changed to one meal a day.

Fang Zheng also had someone make a wheelchair so that when Aunt Jin could get out of bed, she could walk around the yard in the wheelchair.

Mrs. Fang Jiang was concerned about Aunt Jin's injury. When the fifth day turned out to be a good day, Mrs. Fang Jiang discussed with Feng Qing and went to pay homage to Luming Temple outside the city.

Before that, Fang Jiang asked Fang Zheng several times about the thief, but Fang Zheng still couldn't find anything wrong. Fang Jiang felt that this matter was really a coincidence, and this was probably a disaster for Aunt Jin.

Fang Zheng knew early on that Fang Jiang and Feng Qing were going to Luming Temple, so he had no objection.

After breakfast that day, Fang Jiang mentioned this matter.

Fang Zheng put down his chopsticks, nodded, and said, "Mother and I are together."

Under the dining table, Fang Zheng held Feng Qing's hand tightly, and naturally scratched her palm with his fingertips.

Feng Qing shivered uncomfortably. She looked at Ms. Fang Jiang and saw that Mr. Fang was about to refuse. Feng Qing hurriedly said, "Mom, if my husband is not busy, let him come with us."

"There is nothing going on at the government office today. My mother and I went out of the city alone, and my son is worried."

Mrs. Jiang couldn't refuse her son's filial piety, "If it's done, I'll go get ready and we'll do it together."

Tuanzi didn't know when he jumped off his stool, and he ran towards Mrs. Fang Jiang. He didn't know whether he jumped off the stool too quickly, or he was running a little anxiously. Before he could touch Mrs. Fang Jiang, he jumped with his left foot and his right foot, and fell down with a thud.

On the ground.

Fortunately, the child was wearing a lot of clothes, so he didn't feel any pain. He just fluttered his hands and feet, trying to get up.

Ms. Fang Jiang rushed over, picked up the little one, wiped away the dust from his body, and said distressedly: "Why are you running? Grandma won't leave."

Tuanzi hugged Mrs. Fang Jiang's arm with his backhand, imitating his mother's coquettish behavior with his father, and shook it vigorously. However, he misjudged his own strength and shook it several times, but Ms. Fang Jiang's arm did not move at all.

"Grandma, I want to go too, to go with my parents." This little kid actually knows who to ask for help more easily.

Fang Jiang was still a little hesitant at first. The dumplings were still small and Luming Temple was far away. It would take nearly two hours to get there by car. If she couldn't get back in time, she would have to spend the night outside.

After a tiring trip, Mrs. Fang Jiang was really worried about Tuanzi's health.

However, if she left the dumplings at home without her parents around, and Aunt Jin was injured again, Mrs. Fang Jiang would feel uneasy.

She was swaying unsteadily, and being hugged by Tuanzi, Fang Jiang made a decision immediately. She picked up the little one and said, "Okay, let's go together."

On the other side of the table, Qin Shufen opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Ms. Fang Jiang, "Don't think about it. You will just take care of your Aunt Jin at home today, and I don't expect you to make many delicious meals."

, I have boiled the chicken soup and will heat it up at noon. There are also rice and vegetables. Please prepare them carefully. Your Aunt Jin is injured and cannot eat spicy food or salty food."

Qin Shufen had a look of despair on her face, "Mom, aren't you making things difficult for me? My craftsmanship is really not good. It would be nice if I could just keep my mouth shut."

"Hey, mother, don't be angry, I made a mistake." Ms. Fang Jiang raised her hand and wanted to slap it across the table. Qin Shufen held her head and avoided it. Her face was a little red, "The children are watching, mother, give it to me."

Save some face."

"Do you still have face?" Ms. Fang Jiang was furious. During these days, she often asked Qin Shufen to cook, and even asked her to follow behind her, just to let her second daughter-in-law improve her cooking skills, but

No matter how she taught her, Qin Shufen's elm-headed brain just didn't work, and she could barely speak at the best of times.

There was no point in getting angry, Ms. Fang Jiang took back her hand, "If you really don't know how, heat up the buns and cook a pot of porridge. I've already cooked the eggs. I'll heat them up for you Aunt Jin then. If I can't come back in time in the evening

, you just use chicken soup to make some noodles. You don’t need to add lard and salt to the chicken soup, can you do that?”

If she shook her head again, Mrs. Fang Jiang would definitely be angry, and the slap that would hit her would no longer be a slap. Qin Shufen would also look at her face, so she nodded her head, "I can do it, and Erlang will also help me."

"Mom, don't worry, I'm still at home." Fang Erlang was much more reliable than Qin Shufen, "I'll take care of Aunt Jin."

"Nacheng, please pay attention to your Aunt Jin, talk to her more, and don't forget your Aunt Jin's medicine." On weekdays, even if a few children want to interfere, Fang Jiang doesn't worry about these things.

Once you remember it in your mind, you will inevitably miss it when you go out.

Fang Erlang should all go down.

Fang Jiang then went to Aunt Jin's house with Feng Qing.

After listening to Mrs. Fang Jiang's words, Aunt Jin moved her body and tried to sit up.

Feng Qing and Fang Jiang stepped forward and helped her sit up.

Aunt Jin held Fang Jiang with one hand and Feng Qing with the other, "You don't have to go that far, just go to Shuangya Temple outside the city to pay homage. It doesn't take an hour to get back and forth."

"How's that going?" Madam Fang Jiang held Aunt Jin's hand back, "I've heard that Luming Temple is very magical. If you want to go, just go to Luming Temple. Just relax, Sanlang will accompany us two mothers.

Nothing will happen."

"Aunt Jin, I hope you will recover soon." Feng Qing sat on the edge of the bed. She leaned on Aunt Jin's shoulder and said softly: "We would rather believe it. It wouldn't be a bad thing to say goodbye."

This kind of thing exists whether you believe it or not. As long as Aunt Jin can recover quickly without leaving any sequelae, Feng Qing will worship her devoutly.

"Okay, I listen to you." Aunt Jin hugged Feng Qing and warned, "Luming Temple is far away. Although it is warmer today, it is still cold in the morning and evening. Bring more clothes and food.

Eat on the way, and when you get out of the house, you can buy some snacks for the dumplings to eat on the way."

Feng Qingying agreed.

Aunt Jin didn't stay long and urged them to leave early so that they could catch lunch at Luming Temple.

Without further delay, the family prepared their things and got into the carriage.

Today, Yang Bingdong and Shi Chun were accompanying the Fang family to protect them. Xi Qing originally wanted to come over, but his injuries had not fully recovered after being hit with ten sticks, and he was not suitable for traveling and traveling, so Yang Bingdong rejected him.

The Fang family's carriage was ordinary, and it didn't attract anyone's attention until it left the city.

Yang Bingdong and Shi Chun also kept paying attention to their surroundings, but there was nothing unusual.

Luming Temple is seventy or eighty miles away from Liangzhou City. If the road is not good, we may not be able to reach it in two hours.

Yang Bingdong and Shi Chun took turns driving, but they were not tired at all.
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