Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 732: Xue Huan Learns Martial Arts

After all, she already had a shop in Yingnan Prefecture, so there was no need to open two. The population of Yingnan Prefecture was not as many as that of Ruling Prefecture. One was located in the south, and the other was located in the north. Ruling Prefecture, as it was located in the south, was relatively wealthy.

So most people came to Ruling Prefecture.

As she didn't know what to do with the extra shop in Yingnan Prefecture, she just gave it to Jiang Huanyu.

This was a decision she made privately.

Didn't tell Meng Bujiu.

It was not until three days later, when Meng Bujiu returned to Lianshan Town to have dinner with his grandfather, passed by Jiang Fubao's clinic and visited her, that Jiang Fubao told him about this.

"Fubao, you don't need to tell me. I've already given you the shop. It's yours. You can do whatever you want with it, even if you burn it down. So, don't ask me about it in the future. Of course, you can tell me. I'm willing to listen. Anyway, as long as you're happy, anything is fine."

Meng Bujiu wrinkled his nose and smiled easily.

After hearing the news, his expression didn't change at all. He had already given the gift away, so naturally he didn't care about it anymore.

But he was very happy that Fubao could tell him everything.

"Brother Bujiu, I know, that's why I told you after I sent it off. I know that Brother Bujiu never treats me as an outsider, so I don't treat Brother Bujiu as an outsider either." Jiang Fubao had already guessed what Meng Bujiu was going to say, and she responded with a sweet smile.

"Come to my house for dinner tonight," Meng Bujiu invited.

"Okay, I just happened to be a little busy these two days and didn't have time to visit Grandpa. Remember to tell Granny Rong. She knows I'm going and will definitely cook the dishes I like."

Jiang Fubao agreed without any hesitation.

The Dong family is her second home.

Although it is not as exaggerated as going there every day, but out of more than 300 days in a year, she goes there at least 100 days.

Therefore, she never treated anyone in the Dong family as a stranger, including Grandma Rong, who had loved her since she was a child.

"Okay, I will definitely say that Granny Rong loves you the most. Every time you go there, she smiles more." The corners of Meng Bujiu's mouth were always curved even when he was speaking.

"Okay, Brother Bujiu, you go back first. I'll be there before the sun sets." Seeing the patient waiting anxiously.

Jiang Fubao didn't talk much with Meng Bujiu. After a brief conversation, he drove him away.

Anyway, we are going to have dinner together tonight, so it’s not too late to talk about anything at night.

"Well, be careful on the road. Let Erya accompany you. Don't come alone." Even in the town under his jurisdiction, Meng Bujiu was worried about Jiang Fubao's safety.

As she got older, her face grew.

When she walks down the street on weekdays, out of ten people passing by, at least nine will turn around to look at her, and the remaining one is a blind person.

This kind of appearance, if no one protects it, will only bring disaster.

"I got it, future butler." Jiang Fubao glanced at him and ignored him.

Meng Bujiu got a reply, and he walked out of the clinic's door. The corner of his clothes passed over the threshold and finally floated vertically at his feet.

Meng Bujiu did not leave immediately. He stood where he was, half-squinting his eyes, and looked carefully at the alley. He planned to send a few more officers to patrol the town.

Especially here and outside Jiang's house.

Jiang Fubao didn't know what Meng Bujiu was planning, she was taking the patient's pulse.

Soon, it was evening and the sun was half setting. Jiang Fubao hurriedly took Pan Erya out of the clinic and ran towards the Dong family.

If you go too late, the food will be cold.

Grandma Rong must have cooked a lot of delicious dishes today.

Jiang Fubao was a little hungry.

Granny Rong was getting older, and she could only eat dishes cooked by Granny Rong herself two or three times out of ten times she went there, so when she thought of this, she became very greedy and walked faster.

"Fortunately, Xue Huan will be with Miss at the beginning of next year, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with Miss. Grandma Rong cooks so deliciously, Miss likes it the most, otherwise why would she be so anxious? Miss, please eat more later."

Pan Erya is with Jiang Fubao every day, so she naturally understands her.

When I saw her walking much faster than usual, I knew she was greedy.

"This girl was supposed to stay with me a long time ago. I asked her to learn more Kung Fu. I don't ask her to protect me, but at least she can protect herself. I will leave next year. Then you, Shitou, and Xuehuan will all follow me, unless she doesn't want to go. If she does, she will have to learn."

Jiang Fubao's words did not affect her walking speed. The journey she mentioned was to check each of the shops that Meng Bujiu gave her next year, as well as inspect that place and travel around the entire Tianling Kingdom.

"Last night, I saw Xue Huan squatting in the backyard wiping her tears. She must be tired. She is young and a little fat, so I'm afraid she has suffered a lot." Pan Erya said again.

"It's inevitable that she will be tired. How can learning martial arts not be tiring? But she has to learn. It's okay. I'll pack a meal made by Grandma Rong and bring it home for her. She'll be happy."

Jiang Fubao also felt sorry for her. When Xue Huan came to her, she was just a tiny child, and he had to watch her grow up.

Xuehuan has a good temper and is easy to coax. She will be happy immediately if she is given some food or toys, or at least a few words of praise.

Xue Huan likes to eat the buttermilk soup made by Grandma Rong.

If Granny Rong made it today, she would definitely bring one back for Xue Huan, Jiang Fubao thought to herself.

"Okay, Xuehuan will definitely be happy." Pan Erya said with a smile.

The master and servant have arrived at the door of Dong’s house.

The doorman seemed to have been greeted and the door was open. He stood outside waiting and saw Jiang Fubao immediately welcome them in.

The two took only two steps when the door behind them closed.

The concierge did not follow.

No one knows the roads inside better than Jiang Fubao. What else does he need to send when he returns home?

The porter retired to his little room and began to eat.

One meat dish, two vegetable dishes, and a bowl of white rice.

Although the food is good on weekdays, it is not this good. It is only because Miss Fubao and the young master have returned that he is able to eat so well.

The doorman wished that the two of them could come back every day to accompany the master.

He picked up a piece of meat with fat and lean strips and stuffed it into his mouth along with rice and yellowish cabbage.

The cabbage was stewed until soft and had a sweet taste. The meat slices were fried with a little chili until golden brown. The two flavors exploded in his mouth and were so delicious that he cried. The only flaw was that the rice was too soft.

After all, the master is old, and the food will be hard to chew if it is cooked too hard.

However, he was willing to eat the refined rice that only his master could eat, even if it was cooked like porridge.

The harvests are poor everywhere this year because there has been little rain. Farmers rely on the weather for their livelihood. With less food, the food sold in grain shops is naturally more expensive.

It's not just those who farm that have a hard time, but also those who need to buy food. The Dong family has a lot of land that they rent out, and after selling most of the grain that the tenant farmers paid, the rest is enough for the Dong family to eat and drink.

However, Dong Wei donated all the grain to the Common People's Hall, and he was not a spendthrift, even though his grandson and son-in-law gave him a lot of money as a filial gift.