In the Evian Pavilion, Shen Yulian looked at her husband, Zhu Qi's fingers suddenly moved. It didn't take long for his eyelids to tuggle, and his whole consciousness seemed to be awake. He can recognize his wife Shen Yulian, and he also knows that he is the Zhu Qi Zhu master who is engaged in sulfur mines in the country of Pasa. He remembered that the family had come to Evian to buy the elixir of life, but they had been trapped in the city by hailstones.

In Zhu Qi's subconscious just now, it seemed that he had cleared the fog and put on a thick layer of clothes before returning to this world. It felt like being in a shell that didn't belong to you. Although he is still vermilion, he is not the original vermilion.

Shen Yulian saw that her husband was awake, and hurriedly sent someone to call her son, granddaughter-in-law, and daughter-in-law.

When the family was neat and standing at the head of his bed, Zhu Qi quietly opened his eyes and looked around his family. His sons were a little weak when they saw their father's calm appearance.

When the head went to ask Ling Luan Luan first, the well-dressed eldest son Zhu Qin, the dignified son-in-law Ma Qianqian, and the second son Zhu Fen of rich clothes and Hua boots, all three of them agreed that they could not hand over the method of sulfur mining to outsiders, which caused the transaction with Ling Luan Luan to fail, and did not bring back the pills that could save their father.

The three of them didn't know that their younger brother Zhu Yan had privately given the recipe to Ling Luanluan in exchange for a life-saving pill. Zhu Yan had already given the pills he had exchanged for to his mother Shen Yulian, which saved Zhu Qi. Shen Yulian only thought it was a few of them brothers, and they went to change the prescription together, but they asked their youngest son Zhu Yan to bring it, so she didn't say much doubts. Several members of the family also looked peaceful, and when they saw that their father was awake, they also had their own thoughts.

The three brothers beat drums in their hearts.

They didn't do anything, so why did my father wake up on his own? I thought that if I was sick now, my father's life would be almost over. The three of them were still thinking about how to divide the family property. Now we have to wait a few more years.

The youngest son, Zhu Yan, saw that his father was safe and sound, and a big stone hanging in his heart also fell. The mistakes in the middle, he did not explain to the family.

Some secrets are like a time bomb between families. No one knows when it will erupt. No one knows if it will erupt either. It's just that this secret exists, and only a few people know the one-sided side of it by mistake.

"Dad, how do you feel?" the eldest son, Zhu Qin, was the first to break the silence.

"It's Daddy, how do you feel? You move around and see if there's anything you can't deal with?" Zhu Fen also said.

"It's just that there is some hemp, and everything else is fine. Alas, my waist is so high! I suddenly woke up, and I felt like I had been lying down for a long time. Zhu Qi said, "After I woke up, it was like a different person, and I felt that I was not myself anymore." There are some things here, I remember that I was in a trance. ”

"Dad, slow down. Zhu Yan saw that the old man wanted to get up, and he hurriedly walked over to be a crutch.

The brothers all set their eyes on the younger brother, and they guessed that this must be the younger brother's ghost. Could it be that this kid privately gave the sulfur mining method to the woman in Ling Luanluan?

In the beggar's house in Fenghua City.

The eight surviving beggars have been living well in the remnants of the beggar's house.

The beggar who had previously paid a piece of gold was called the "Golden Scythe". Together with the benevolent brother surnamed Jin, there are nine people living in the beggar's house.

No matter how stormy it was outside, the surviving beggar's house remained intact in the hailstorm. Ye Xing has also been sending people over to deliver intact survival materials. Boxes and boxes are gently placed outside the house, and these people will also go outside the house at regular intervals and take them into the house.

Wenguan is the smallest beggar in this room except for the small pavilion. But he has some all-night astronomy and geography, is well-informed from all walks of life, and will use his brain when encountering things, in addition to being clever, he is also obedient, cautious, well-behaved and flexible, and everyone is willing to push things to him to do, and they all believe in him. On the contrary, Wenguan became the steward of the beggar's house.

This night, Wen Guan took advantage of everyone's sleep and ran outside the house to stay for a while. Wrapped in thick clothes, he squatted at the gate outside the courtyard gate.

Recently, there has been a lot of restlessness outside, and at night, the courtyard door has been locked.

Who knows, Wen Guan leaned against the courtyard gate and fell asleep after a while. A few hailstones fell and smashed on Wen Guan's head and clothes, only to wake him up.

He didn't know why, he couldn't sleep tonight in the warm room, and there was an inner feeling that drove him to stay at the door. No matter how much hail was scraped in the sky, few hit him, as if bypassing him. Wen Guan didn't feel cold, he didn't feel strange at all, he just stayed here.

Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of "creaking, creaking" footsteps.

Wen Guan became vigilant, he cheered up and listened to the movement outside.

"It's me. The man outside knocked on the door twice and said.

Wen Guan heard that it was Ye Xing's voice, so he immediately opened the door. Ye Xing, who was dressed in a cloth and cotton robe, walked in, and there was no trace of being wet by hailstones on his body. The clothes are clean.

"They are all asleep, if Engong doesn't dislike it, let's go to the side room to roast the fire. Wen Guan spoke in a small but clear voice.

"Okay. Ye Xing followed Wen Guan to the side room.

When Wenguan finished the stove, he sat on the side and asked Ye Xing: "Engong, I don't know something." Why do you want to save us eight beggars? We are obviously useless, we are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and we will not be able to do some ingenious work, and we will not be able to do those things that exert our strength...... Here is the big golden knife, the six pots, and the big house have a bit of strength or something, but compared to those authentic experts, it is still much worse. ”

"So you've been wondering...... Then a few of them should have the same problem. Ye Xing thought about it. He realized that if he was someone else, he really couldn't understand his move.

"That's right, who would save a few wastes in this time of disaster, and there are always people who come to deliver food, if it weren't for these supplies, we would have died a long time ago. If it weren't for Engong, a few of us would have been stoned to death by a collapsed pergola!" Wen Guan said, and he didn't believe it anymore: "At this time, even big families are unable to protect themselves. Who still has spare rice, flour, grain, and oil? Several well-known big families in Fenghua City are told by the neighbors that they are short of food and clothing. We don't usually dare to go out, but once I went to the street to see it, and the city was full of ...... A few people froze to death in the streets...... It was very uncomfortable for me to see it. The materials given by Engong are very rich, and a few of us discussed it, and we also evened it out to a few poor families next to it, which can be regarded as doing our part. ”

"This disaster is ferocious. Ye Xing pondered.

"Anyway, since I was a child, I have never seen such a miserable famine, and after that, people's food should not be enough to eat!" Wen Guan said, "By the way, Engong, do you still have enough there? If not, we still have more to write here." Wenguan didn't expect that Ye Xing was not lacking, just looking at Ye Xing's simple appearance, he was just a poor boy whose family was not rich. Wen Guan a few of them, like people who were mischosen by luck, don't dare to hope that this warmth will last long.

"There is a reason to save you, and the supplies will be delivered on time, so you don't need to worry. As for the families you want to help, just divide them according to your wishes. Ye Xing said.

Ye Xing just sat for a while and left.

The strange thing about Wenguan is that the boxes sent after that are still the same as before, as usual. It's just that this time, no matter how many clothes, food, all kinds of vegetables, quilts, and medicine you take out, ...... The boxes were full. It's like a few mouthfuls of endless boxes. Those who delivered the boxes, never came again. Their chests are always full, their clothes are changing, and their food is also changing...... A wide variety of curiosities: inexhaustible......

Chapter 69 Wake up the waiting door, wait for the endless box to end