Farmers have children to raise

Chapter 68
Baochun's injury was not serious, it was just scrapes from branches, but Lanxiang was not so lucky, she was carried back.

After Baochun's timely treatment, although his life is safe, he still needs to lie in bed for at least ten days and half a month.

Aunt Zhou heard that she rushed over to take care of her, and also sent two maids in her yard to order them first. After all, Lan Xiang lay down, and there was no one to order her around except Uncle Ma's yard. !

The wound on Baochun's body needs to be rubbed with medicine. Aunt Zhou was about to rub it with the ointment, but Xiaojiu who opened the door took it and said, "I'll do it."

"Young master, this is not acceptable. Applying the medicine seems simple, but in fact, there are still some details..." Aunt Zhou said hurriedly.

"I know." Xiao Jiu interrupted her.

Aunt Zhou, how can a child who is more than four years old apply medicine?Just as I was about to persuade him to go out to play again, I heard Baochun over there say, "Auntie, let him come."

"This? Miss San, he's still young..."

"It's okay, he can't do it, and I'm still there. The injuries are on the legs and arms. I can see it myself. What else does Lanxiang need? Please ask Aunt Zhou to take a look." Baochun said.

"That's fine, I'll go and have a look." Aunt Zhou didn't insist anymore, and she sighed when she left, "You said it's a good thing to go hunting with the emperor in winter, why did it happen like this, I just knew I wouldn't go .”

Baochun smiled, "If I had known earlier, I would have to go. After the imperial decree, even if I am sick and unable to get out of bed, I will carry you there."

"That's true." Aunt Zhou was also happy. "Actually, think about it, we are lucky. It is said that some people died on the spot, and the family members were crying to death. These gangsters are really hateful."

Aunt Zhou took the door and went out.

Only the mother and daughter are left in the house.

Not a little older, but also his own son, Baochun didn't feel anything, rolled up his trouser legs, and motioned for him to apply the medicine.

Xiongzi squatted down without saying a word, staring at the bruises and swellings on Baochun's legs for a long time without moving, his black and slender curly eyelashes covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

"I said you can't, apply medicine, people who haven't done it before, don't know where to start at first, those brothers in the medical center, when they bandaged their wounds for the first time, their hands trembled badly, oops , take it easy..." The sudden pain in her leg made her cry out.

Xiaojiu raised his eyelids and gave her a bad look, "It's not like you don't know, just rub it open, and it will get better soon."

"Then you should also say hello to mother first." Baochun grinned, but she cursed in her heart, she would rather not get better so quickly.

Xiongzi's movements slowed down, but the strength did not decrease, and he rubbed the medicine carefully and meticulously.

After all, Xiongzi is a martial arts practitioner, and his strength is not comparable to that of his aunt. The burning pain is relieved, and the feeling of tightness and pain is also reduced a lot, which shows that the medicine has penetrated into it.

After applying the medicine and tidying up, Baochun went to the living room and saw that the general’s father was circling anxiously with his hands behind his back. He was relieved to see that his daughter was fine and could walk and dance. The more rampant it is, the more dare to do it in the royal hunting ground."

"What kind of organization is Tianshengjiao?" Baochun walked to a chair and sat down and asked.

"They don't pay attention to the imperial court at all. Over the years, the congregation has been spread all over, and they have great influence. They have long attracted the attention of the imperial court and tried to eradicate them, but no one thought that they would dare to attack in the royal hunting ground. It seems that their power should not be underestimated. Ah." The general's father said that he was very worried.

"By the way, father, this time, the princess called me to talk." Baochun looked up at the general's father and said.

The general looked at her sharply, "What did she say?"

"I talked a lot, and I even talked about my mother." Baochun said casually.

"What did you say about your mother?" Although the general looked at the door, his breath was obviously a little short.

"They say I look like my mother." Baochun said.

The general looked at his daughter, "She's right, she looks alike."

"Did you say anything else?" the general asked again.

Seeing that the general's father didn't talk about his mother, but kept asking, Baochun had no choice but to say, "No, but he said that father was the emperor's companion."

The general father sighed.

"Father, what mistake did you make back then that caused the monarch and his ministers to turn against each other?" Baochun asked curiously.

The general looked back at her.

"Corruption? Bribery? Fake credit? Forming a party? Selfishness?" Baochun listed them one by one.

The general stood up, "I have no corruption, no bribery, no meritorious service, no cliques, and no selfishness. I have made no mistakes."

Baochun stared at him in astonishment, and clicked his tongue, "It seems that the emperor must be a fatuous one, who doesn't distinguish between loyalty and traitor, and left you, a loyal minister, at home for so many years."

Seeing the blatant evaluation of the stupid daughter of the current emperor, the general was stunned for a while, then stared, "What nonsense, the emperor is a rare emperor in the past hundred years, loved and respected by all people."

"Yuzhong, you have treated you like this, and you still defend him." Baochun glanced at him.

"I don't know, don't talk nonsense, how the emperor treats me is my business, but this does not prevent him from being a good emperor, just remember." The general suddenly said seriously.

"Yes, yes, remember, remember." Baochun should be on the surface, but he doesn't think so in his heart, this terrible loyalty...

Pain in the body at night, Baochun tossed and turned and found it difficult to fall asleep, turned inside out, and saw his son was sleeping on his side, clutching the quilt.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and the curly hair on his forehead was also wet. Baochun raised his hand and pulled the two black curly hair aside, and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief.

The child is full of energy and sweats easily. When he rubs his back, he is really sweaty. Baochun quickly pulls the quilt down and opens it up for him.

Staring at his son's small face, Baochun always felt that he couldn't get enough of it. The eyebrows and the corners of the mouth were so long. How did they look so good-looking? I really want to marvel at the miracle of the Creator.

Just as the hand holding the handkerchief was about to leave, it was suddenly grabbed by the brat.

"I want to become stronger, become very powerful, that woman is always hurt, I want to protect her."

Baochun thought that the bear boy had woken up, but when he looked carefully, he didn't open his eyes, so he was talking in his sleep.

(End of this chapter)