I am farming and growing flowers in the ancient martial arts world

The two have good abilities and high emotional intelligence, and they barely get along with Zhen Xiaomei, and the relationship between the master and the slave has become smooth and silky.

In addition, Zhen Xiaomei is still addicted to martial arts, and she will work hard to strengthen her strength whenever she has the opportunity. During this period, Meng Shiyue and Meng Shitong have benefited from her sparring with Yun Zhao.

With this alone, the goal of the two of them following Zhen Xiaomei and Yun Zhao is considered to be half achieved.

With the benefits, the two worked harder, no, after hearing that Zhen Xiaomei and Yun Zhao rescued people, the two asked the woman in charge of cooking to cook special porridge for the sick.

Zhen Xiaomei found a room for the brothers to live in, and then gave them two bowls of porridge, "You were too hungry before, it's best to eat liquid food for a few days."

"Yes, thank you benefactor." The boy didn't have any dissatisfaction, this is a delicious white rice porridge with minced meat and vegetable scraps in it, which is just right for his younger brother to nourish his body.

Zhen Xiaomei motioned him to bring the bowl of porridge into the house, "You two eat slowly, and clean the dishes and bowl by yourself after eating."

The boy hurriedly nodded "Yes".

Zhen Xiaomei glanced at him with a smile, and then took out a pill for cold and fever given by Wei Lan, "Your brother is young, you divide this medicine into three parts and feed it to him every morning and night. Wait for him After taking this medicine tomorrow night, I'll see if he still has a fever."

The boy was holding the porridge bowl and had no spare hands to take the medicine, so Zhen Xiaomei sent the sugar and the pills to the little baby.

"Thank you benefactor." With tears in his eyes, the boy followed Zhen Xiaomei step by step.

Zhen Xiaomei put down the medicine and sugar balls, "Okay, don't follow me, go feed your brother."

The boy sent Zhen Xiaomei away with a grateful face, and then carefully picked up one of the large porcelain bowls filled with minced meat and vegetable porridge, and sat next to his brother, "Come, brother feed you."

The little boy who was sitting on his back recovered a little more than Zhen Xiaomei when he first saw him, he opened his mouth obediently, and slowly finished the porridge in the bowl.

Because his movements were too slow, even though his brother kept feeding him, he didn't delay his meal.

By the time the little boy ate his whole bowl of porridge and burped in satisfaction, the boy had already eaten two big bowls of porridge one after another.

In fact, he wasn't full yet, but he planned to save the remaining pot of porridge for his younger brother to eat before going to bed.

The younger brother is small, so he can't eat as much at once, but the food is precious, and the boy still hopes to let the younger brother eat as much as possible into his little stomach when he has something to eat.

He poured the pot of porridge into his younger brother's bowl, and then took out the vacated basin, his younger brother's used spoon, and his own set of tableware to wash.

When the boy came out, the four of Zhen Xiaomei and the others had already finished their meal. He was surprised to find that Zhen Xiaomei and the others were cleaning the tableware by themselves.

Seeing him, Zhen Xiaomei greeted him with a smile, "Have you finished eating?"

The boy nodded restrainedly, "Yes, thank you benefactor for giving our brothers a meal."

Zhen Xiaomei rubbed her eyebrows, "My surname is Zhen, you should call me Master or Sister Zhen from now on, don't call me benefactor anymore."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and after he realized it, he immediately bowed and said "yes".

Although he didn't know why the other party asked him to call him boss or sister instead of asking him to call him master or benefactor, the young man felt that it was okay for him not to understand why, as long as he learned to obey enough.

Fortunately, Zhen Xiaomei didn't know what strange things this child was thinking, otherwise she would have had a black line on her forehead.

She really hoped that the children she adopted would be obedient, but her "obedient" only meant obeying orders and being loyal, not letting them completely lose their minds.

Several people squatted together to wash their dishes, Zhen Xiaomei couldn't help telling the young man, "I live in the main landlord's house, if your brother burns at night, please remember to report to me immediately."

The boy was grateful, "Yes, thank you, my boss."

It was the first time he heard that a master was willing to get up in the middle of the night to treat illnesses for the slave's life.Based on this alone, he was willing to risk his life for Zhen Dong's family.

Wiping away the uncontrollable tears, the young man went back to take care of his younger brother in high spirits.

Zhen Xiaomei shook her head helplessly, then turned to Meng Shiyue and Meng Shitong and said, "Go and rest, too."

The two bowed and left, and went to the south room and north room in the East Wing to rest separately, while Zhen Xiaomei entered the main room with Yun Zhao.

She and Yun Zhao live in the main house in the east room and the other live in the main house in the west room. Compared with the others, the living conditions are much better, but when they are away from home, of course they cannot fall asleep unprepared.

The two tacitly agreed that one would go to bed in the middle of the night, and the other would go to bed in the middle of the night, so as to ensure that someone was always awake and able to deal with any emergencies at any time.

To Zhen Xiaomei's surprise, the little baby didn't burn up again in the night.

She slept soundly in the first half of the night, and in the second half of the night she sat cross-legged in meditation with her eyes closed, but until dawn, she did not see the boy coming to call for someone.

Zhen Xiaomei rested her chin, wondering if she had underestimated the little baby's recovery ability.

When all the other people in the yard came out of the house one after another, Zhen Xiaomei, out of curiosity, accompanied by the boy, went to see the little baby in person.

This time she didn't use her smart terminal, but with a tiny bit of internal force, she swam around the little baby for a week.

The little baby is much more energetic today than yesterday, and Zhen Xiaomei found that not only has his wind-cold improved slightly, but his body is no longer weak, as if he could get over his breath at any time.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and said to the worried young man, "You have taken good care of your brother, he is slowly recovering."

The young man's eyes lit up, and his dark and thin face was no longer only blank and sad. He bent his knees and was about to kneel to Zhen Xiaomei, but this time Zhen Xiaomei stopped him in time.

The boy felt a gentle but irresistible force suddenly supporting his arms, making him seem to be hanging in mid-air, unable to kneel down at all.

Zhen Xiaomei withdrew her hand, got up and walked out of the house, "I can understand that you are excited, but in the future, don't kneel down at every turn."

Looking at the two women and a few children who came to deliver the meal, Zhen Xiaomei said again: "The meal is ready, you can bring the tableware and come over to get the meal."

According to Meng Shiyue and Meng Shitong's request, the woman and child who were in charge of cooking this morning also prepared sick meals for the brothers.