After hearing these words of the two of them, Qin Fan just smiled after hearing them, and did not take them to heart.

Not to mention that Lin Xiaoxiao is the leading reporter in the city, and he is too different from himself, even in that regard, he has never moved.

The group continued to walk into the field, but before they could reach it, they saw a figure appear on the slope of the cement path.

Yao Xin's figure was hidden next to the big stone, and she looked in the direction of the Wang family's mansion a little timidly.

I don't know how long the person has been standing here, and the expression on his face is a little dazed.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you take a nap at home at this time?"

Qin Fan asked her, Yao Xin came back to his senses at this time, and his body trembled.

"I ...... My dad told me to come back to you, and you just met with those reporters, right?"

Yao Xin spoke softly, and nodded at the two Xue Yao brothers.

There are only so many young men and women of the same age in the village, and they have to avoid suspicion between them, and it is good to see this nod from a distance.

"Well, what's the matter with Uncle Qing looking for me? He can't be unwell, right?"

As soon as he heard that it was about Yao Qing, Qin Fan's heart immediately rang with an alarm bell.

After Yao Qing's body has been conditioned, his upper body has been able to move, and in order to speed up his recovery, he still moves his hands from time to time, wanting to rub some hemp rope to exercise.

In this way, Qin Fan was often worried that if he was in such a hurry, would it bring any drawbacks to his body......

"My dad didn't feel sick, he woke up and saw that you weren't at home, so he asked me where I was, like he had something to say, or you should go back. ”

After finishing speaking, Yao Xin immediately turned around and went to Yao's house.

She was thin-skinned and rarely interacted with the men and women in the village, and she was somewhat uncomfortable when she saw the Xue Yao brothers at this time.

At this moment, it was past noon, and it was a good time to go to the ground, but Qin Fan delayed this matter, and after weighing it left and right, he still decided to go to the Yao family.

He instructed the Xue Yao brothers to help take care of a few points after they went down to the field, and after those few pieces of land were turned over today, it wouldn't be long before they could start sowing.

Qin Fan followed closely behind Yao Xin and quickly returned to Yao's house.

The smoke from the chimney has long since dissipated, and the chickens and ducks in the yard have been locked in cages, no matter how you look at it, it is a quiet and peaceful state of the countryside.

Yao Qing was lying on the chair in the hall, not saying a word, he was following his cloudy eyes, staring at the statue of Guan Gong pasted in the recess on the wall.

This kind of idol is to bless the safety of the people's houses when they go out, and the people in the village buy it and paste it to comfort themselves a little.

Jin Ju sat beside him, a pile of hemp rope under him, and she was struggling to knot it with both hands.

"What are you going to say when that stinky boy comes back?" she asked Yao Qing without raising her head.

"Truth be told, it's just as it should be. Yao Qing said in a deep voice, and his frowning brows had not dispersed.

Crossing the threshold, Qin Fan followed Yao Xin to the hall.

He looked at the Yao family and his wife, and opened his mouth to ask, "Uncle, I heard Yao Xin say that you have something to do with me?"

Yao Qing nodded and asked Qin Fan to sit down first.

"I heard from the people working in the fields, you were called to Wang Jianfa's house today?" asked Yao Qing, looking a little wrong.

There is only such a big place in Sanshi Village, such a thing as someone from the city, there is no need for the parties to say it, it will not take long for the news to spread throughout the village, Yao Qing has no reason not to know.

"Yes, it was a reporter from the city who came to interview, saying that the previous matter of the white bones has been decided, let's tell all the scenes that happened that day. ”

Qin Fan was a little unsure, so he replied directly.

"None of those reporters from the city are good things, even if they are black, they can be said to be white, don't deal with them in the future, even if people from the city come to interview again, don't go!"

Jin Ju, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke in displeasure, and she threw the hemp rope in her hand heavily on the ground.

"Xiaofan, your aunt is right about this, the reporters from the city are not good people, don't associate with them in the future. ”

Yao Qing let out a long sigh and told Qin Fan again.

Qin Fan, who was sitting in the hall, was a little confused by the inexplicable remarks of the husband and wife.

He wanted to ask why, but Yao Qing said that he was tired and wanted to go back to the house to lie down.

In this way, Qin Fan couldn't open his mouth to ask again, for fear of stimulating his emotions.

In addition, Yao Xin has been sitting next to him and glaring at him, so he should know the inside story, but there is no need to ask more.

After carrying Yao Qing to the second floor, Qin Fan pinched the quilt corner for him, told him to rest well, and handed himself over if there was anything uncomfortable.

When he returned to the hall, Jin Ju had already carried the basket to the back mountain to hoe the ground, leaving Yao Xin to clean up the hemp rope on the ground.

"There's a reason why my dad says that. ”

Seeing Qin Fan coming down from the second floor, Yao Xin hurriedly spoke.

"Uncle Qing, they haven't seen those reporters, why do they talk like that?" Qin Fan asked.

"Do you still remember Uncle Qin Shan's praise for him when he was a barefoot doctor in the village?"

Yao Xin pulled a chair for Qin Fan to sit, and he stopped what he was doing, patted his apron and sat there with him.

At that time, Qin Shan was very popular among the ten miles and eight villages, if not for anything else, because he was a barefoot doctor who was willing to walk the streets and alleys and go to the patient's home at all times.

At that time, the transportation between the villages was not developed, and it was not a mountain road or a muddy path, and it was even more difficult to walk in rainy weather.

In this way, Qin Shan is a well-known good man in Shili Eight Villages, no matter who has a headache and brain fever at home, he will call the Sanshi Village Village Committee.

"Of course I remember, my dad is just too good-hearted, and he used to suffer a lot. Qin Fan smiled bitterly.

It is precisely because of Qin Shan's compassion that their family's life has always been salty and not light, although Qin Shan has a craft in his hands, but his family has not become rich, but it is even poorer than ordinary people.

No matter which family has a little difficulty, he will reach out to help, even if the rice jar of other people is at the bottom, he will dig out two pockets from his own house and send them to others.

Such a good person is rare no matter where he is placed.

Uncle Qin Shan's deeds touched many people, and even the people on the TV station in the city knew that they wanted to interview him, but he refused. ”

Yao Xin muttered, holding his cheek with his hand, and looked up at the wasteland not far away.

Qin Fan didn't know about this matter, he looked at Yao Xin with wide eyes and disbelief, desperately trying to search for information about this from his mind, but found nothing.