Rong Zheng affirmed: "It's very likely to be true." ”

But I felt that something was wrong......

Isn't forgetting worries Zhen Muqing?

So who was the mustachioed man who sold the sachet that day?

Is it Zhen Muqing's person?

No way!

Zhen Muqing said that it is very difficult to make the sachet of forgetting worries, and it is all about to be auctioned at the auction, how can it be sold at a roadside stall for 500 each?

"Aunt Lin, when you bought this worry sachet that day, did you notice how many worry sachets were placed on the stall?"

Lin Yun recalled: "There are quite a lot, at least a dozen, I just picked one at random." ”

Rong Zheng became more and more puzzled now, how could there be so many forgetful sachets?

So now it seems that that the mustachioed man should not be Zhen Muqing's talent.

And looking at this sachet bag, it seems to be different from the previous one, and it is completely different from Zhen Muqing's.

Could it be ...... In addition to Zhen Muqing, who knows how to make forgetful sachets?

Thinking of this possibility, Rong Zheng was indescribably happy.

This shows that he has a better chance of buying the Forget Worry sachet.

"Rong Zheng, why don't you try your luck on East Street, maybe that person will set up a stall there again?" Lin Yun said.

"Well, that's exactly what I thought." Rong Zheng nodded, and now he could only pray that the young man would appear again.

"Brother Rong Zheng, why don't you give this sachet to Brother Rong Zheng?" Jiubo is empathetic and authentic.

"No, this is yours, you put it away quickly, I'll figure out a way for his sachet. Anyway, on the 30th of this month, I can auction the Forget Worry Sachet, and I will definitely help him get one if he has a little money. ”

Rong Zheng carefully put the sachet back on his pillow and said.

"I'm not going to get better." Jiubo suddenly hung his head negatively and depressedly.

"Don't talk nonsense, it'll be fine." Rong Zheng reached out and rubbed his head again.

Lin Yun said melancholy: "I heard that Miss Zhen also knows medical skills, I will ask her to help Xiaobo another day, but I don't know if she is willing to go to the doctor." ”

Rong Zheng lowered his eyes and groaned for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I'll go and please, whether she can be cured or not, at least there is one more hope." ”

"Okay, then I'll trouble you Rong Zheng." Lin Yun said gratefully.

"Aunt Lin, you will see the outside world when you say this, when our five brothers first arrived, but thanks to your take-in, I have long regarded you and Jiubo as our closest relatives."

Rong Zheng is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, Lin Yun naturally understands him, and immediately smiled with relief.

"By the way, Brother Rong Zheng, I don't know how to do a question, can you teach me?"

Jiubo hasn't been to school since he got sick two years ago, he has been studying at home by himself, or asking tutors to tutor him, but he has driven away more than a dozen tutors, and now no one dares to come.

"Okay."

Rong Zheng smiled warmly and kindly, and while teaching him to do the questions, he took the opportunity to say, "Would you like to let Brother Zheng help you find a tutor again?" But you have to promise me that you won't drive people away again. ”

Jiu Bo pursed his lips, as if he was a little reluctant, "I want Demon King Sumire to be my tutor, I don't want anything else." ”

"Huh? Demon Sumire? How did you know about this person? Rong Zheng was stunned.

Jiubo hurriedly took out his mobile phone and clicked on a video, which was the last time Lan Hibiscus broke the chess game on the spot, which was recorded by a good friend of his on the spot, and then forwarded it to him, and then he secretly downloaded it and saved it to this day.