After finding a medical center and bandaging the wound on Xiao Qi'er's arm, Feng Mu took her to continue on the road, they passed through Xinyu, and then went all the way south.

During the long journey, Xiao Que'er was originally a small jasper, and had never suffered from bumps, just like Feng Mu had been wandering around since he was born, and he had never lived a stable day.

The delicate little finch fell ill three times in the middle of the way, and twice found a doctor in time for treatment, but once it was very dangerous.

At that time, they had just crossed a hill, and they couldn't go to the village and didn't set up a shop, and the little finch suddenly fainted, which made Feng Mu anxious.

He didn't know what to do, so with his sporadic memory, he found some herbs for the little finch to chew and eat. The little finch endured the bitter taste, but after eating it, it still did not improve.

Touching the little finch's forehead, which was getting hotter and hotter, Feng Mu didn't dare to delay any longer, and helped the little finch onto the horse, he jumped up and quickly beat the horse away.

Finally, there was no danger, Xiao Que'er stayed in the hospital for a long time, Feng Mu took her to stay in the inn for two days, and Xiao Que'er returned to normal.

When she was in a coma and talked in her sleep, she would call her mother, Feng Mu knew that she was homesick, but in front of him, this little girl was so stubborn that she didn't mention it, maybe she was afraid that Feng Mu would drive him away and send her home.

Thinking that Xiao Qi'er couldn't go back, Feng Mu was a little melancholy, he asked Xiao Qi'er to close the door, no one should open it, and he went to the market to buy something.

Feng Mu bought a clay pot and came back, and there was a fire fold, he was worried that the little bird would fall ill again in the wilderness, so he asked the doctor to prescribe a few more pairs of medicines, if he encountered that situation, he could also make a fire in the wild to boil the medicine.

After purchasing these things, Feng Mu returned to the inn, Xiao Qi'er had been sitting at the table waiting for him, and when he heard him shouting outside, he hurriedly ran to open the door for him.

"I bought a crockpot with some candied fruit in it, follow me these days, you haven't eaten anything delicious, you feel hungry on the way, eat it, and buy it when you're done. ”

Xiao Qi'er took the crockpot, looked at Feng Mu with a smile, and said, "Thank you, Brother Mu, you are so good." ”

Then he put his little hand into the crockpot and took out a candied fruit and fed it to Feng Mu's mouth, Feng Mu was a little embarrassed, but he still opened his mouth and ate it.

But seeing that the little finch reappeared and sealed the clay pot, but he didn't take the preserves, Feng Mu asked out loud: "Why don't you eat it, don't you like it?" Alas, I forgot to ask what you like to eat, what does the little finch like to eat, just tell Brother Mu, I'll buy it for you." ”

"The candied fruit is very good, such a big can, I want to keep it and eat it slowly. ”

The two embarked on the trip again, Feng Mu suggested that the crockpot be picked up with cloth and hung on the horse, the little finch was unwilling, holding the crockpot tightly with both hands, Feng Mu had to let her.

The little girl eats with a crockpot on the table and sleeps by the pillow, as if the earthen pot were her patron saint. After a few days of observation, Feng Mu didn't see the little finch eating the candied fruit in the crockpot, thinking that she really didn't like it, and what she bought on her own initiative was not her appetite.

Xiao Qi'er and Feng Mu thought differently, although she also wanted to taste the taste of the candied fruit inside, but when she thought of eating one less one, she was reluctant, this was the first gift that Brother Mu bought for her, and she wanted to keep it forever.

Afraid that the little finch would follow him for long-term malnutrition, Feng Mu had to take the little finch to a small restaurant to eat a big meal every time he went to a small town or state capital, but the little finch refused to eat the meat, so Feng Mu had to forcibly pour it into her bowl.

On one occasion they had been on the road in the wilderness for seven days in a row, and had to eat dry food, but the little finches still refused to touch the candied fruit in the crockpot. Feng Mu said: "You don't like to eat candied fruit, it's better to let me eat it, it's going to be bad if you leave it for a long time." ”

Xiao Que Er handed over the clay pot to Feng Mu aggrievedly, Feng Mu ate a lot one after another, applauding while eating, Xiao Que Er watched from the side, distressed. Feng Mu handed her one, and the little finch took it and put it in her mouth, sweet in her heart.

Since then, the candied fruit in the crockpot, the little finch will be careful with one or two every day, and finally eat, still holding the crockpot. Feng Mu said: "It's okay, I still have some money, just buy it again." ”

They arrived at a three-way entrance, where there was only a small noodle restaurant, Feng Mu hadn't eaten noodles for a long time, so he sat down and asked for two bowls of mutton stewed noodles.

Xiao Qi'er gave the only few pieces of mutton to Feng Mu, Feng Mu shook his head slightly, and asked the boss: "Boss, do you have any poached eggs, bring two to my sister." ”

The boss said no, after Feng Mu asked, he knew that there was still dog meat, and he would ask the boss to add a piece of dog meat, and Xiao Qi'er still gave it to him. Feng Mu asked for two more chicken legs, but Xiao Que still gave them to him.

Feng Muban raised his face and reproached: "When you are growing your body, you don't eat this, you don't eat that, what are you talking like?"

In his opinion, this little girl is spoiled, after all, she is also a young lady from a wealthy family, and she is a squeamish and picky eater, but she doesn't eat anything, but all the things that this noodle restaurant can get her hands on are here.

Xiao Qi'er looked very aggrieved, she was actually not as squeamish as Feng Mu thought, but she wanted to leave the delicious food to Brother Mu, who had always cared for her, but she didn't expect to get blame, she was aggrieved in her heart, so she cried out.

Feng Mu frowned, and hurriedly asked the boss if there was anything else to eat, the boss smiled bitterly and spread his hands, Feng Mu had no idea. Hurriedly walked to Xiao Qi'er's side and comforted: "Don't cry, what do you want to eat, tell Brother Mu, even if there is no here, when you get to the next town, I will do everything possible to buy it for you." ”

The little finch cried even more fiercely, and choked up, "I don't want anything, I don't want anything to eat." ”

"How can this work, if you don't eat, you will starve to death, you want to be a starving ghost?"

"Well, I want to eat rabbit meat, I want to eat fish. ”

Feng Mu was overjoyed and promised: "No problem, it's no big deal, I promise you, we will go to the tavern in the town, and if there is no tavern in the town, we will go to the tavern in the state and county, as long as you don't cry, it's easy to say anything." ”

The little finch burst into tears and laughed, after the two of them finished eating the boss's "water slippery noodles", they embarked on the journey again, they came to a small town, Feng Mu asked several small restaurants, there was no rabbit meat, but the fish was eaten.

They went to the nearby prefecture and county, and in the crowded market, Feng Mu took Xiao Qi'er to the largest restaurant, but there was still no rabbit meat.

Feng Mu was a little ashamed, he couldn't meet Xiaoque'er's small request, and he said anything to take good care of her, so he was dejected and set out on the journey again.

In fact, Xiao Qi'er didn't particularly want to eat rabbit meat, it was just a casual remark, but seeing Feng Mu thinking of a way so seriously, her heart became more and more looking forward to eating rabbit meat.

Riding a horse through a wheat field, the wheat was close to golden, and suddenly a rabbit jumped out of the path ahead, Feng Mu was shocked, turned into great joy, and rode the horse to chase after him.

The rabbit was about to disappear, Feng Mu picked up the little finch, jumped up from the horse, put the little finch on the ground, and chased the hare with light skills.

After all, they still ate the roasted hare, but there was no oil and salt, and there was less taste. However, for the little finch, eating the hare that Brother Mu caught and roasted with his own hands, her heart was already very satisfied.