After school was over, Bu Fan and Xiao Lu Ren came to Lao Li Tou's house.
The Lao Li family knew that Bu Fan was here to give Song Zihu acupuncture, so they welcomed them into Song Zihu's house enthusiastically.
"Sir, you are here!"
Song Zihu was half lying on the bed and looked over, feeling relieved.
"Are you feeling better?"
Bu Fan nodded. Ever since Song Zihu knew that there was a way to cure his legs, the decadent feeling of vicissitudes of life had been swept away, and his whole person seemed energetic.
"It seems better!"
Song Zihu scratched his head. He didn't know whether his legs were good or bad.
"In a few days, you will feel your legs!"
Bu Fan saw Song Zihu's thoughts, walked forward, sat beside the bed, and said with a faint smile.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to give you an acupuncture, please relax."
Xiao Lu Ren on the side put the medicine box on the table, opened it, took out a set of silver needles and handed it to him.
"I understand!" Song Zihu said.
Bu Fan applied the needles very quickly, and the silver needles pierced Song Zihu's right leg one by one, making everyone in the old Li family tremble with fear.
"Dad, does it hurt?" Da Ya said with a little fear on her face.
"It doesn't hurt!" Song Zihu responded with a smile.
"By the way, thank you sir for allowing my two children to study in a private school!"
Although Song Zihu is a rough man, he admires and respects scholars very much. In his opinion, all scholars are like stars descending to earth.
"It's okay, I just let them sit in the private school and it's nothing!"
Bu Fan lowered his head and applied acupuncture on Song Zihu's right leg and responded.
"Sir, I have something to ask you?" Song Zihu thought of something.
"Say!" Bu Fan raised his eyes and said.
"Do you think my son's eyes can become the same as those of ordinary people?"
Song Zihu was a little hesitant. He also asked a man in the village to see it. The man said that Gou Sheng was born with big and small eyes and there was nothing he could do about it.
But just because others can't do anything, doesn't mean this miracle doctor can't do anything.
The people in Lao Li's family also thought about this problem and all looked at Bu Fan.
In their opinion, the village chief could even cure Song Zihu, who was judged to have a crippled leg by the town doctor, so the dog-sized eyes would definitely be fine.
[Task: Treat Song Zihu’s son’s eyes]
[Task introduction: Because of his eye problems, Gou Sheng was often laughed at by children of his own age. As a father, Song Zihu felt unhappy]
[Task reward: 200,000 experience points]
【Accept!Reject!】
Looking at the expectant looks of the family, Bu Fan thought for a while and said honestly: "Gou Sheng's condition is congenital. It is a bit difficult to become just like ordinary people."
Lao Litou's family was immediately disappointed.
Song Zihu felt as if he was lost.
Could it be that his son could only stay like this?
Da Ya and Gou Sheng also looked disappointed.
"However, I can help it improve and make the remaining big and small eyes less obvious, but it may take a little longer." Bu Fan continued.
"Really? That's great. As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter how long it takes!"
Song Zihu couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and was about to get up, but was suppressed by Bu Fan.
"Don't get excited, you still have a needle in your leg!"
"I'm really sorry, I got a little excited just now!"
Song Zihu was half lying on the bed again.
In fact, let alone Song Zihu, even Lao Li Tou and his family were excited.
Daya and Gou Sheng also had their little faces flushed with excitement.
"Gou Sheng, come quickly and thank the village chief!" Song Zihu shouted to Gou Sheng.
"Gousheng thanks sir!"
Gou Sheng's little face was excited.
"Wait a minute, I will teach you a few simple eye-rubbing movements. These movements are good for improving your eyes. You can do them more often when you have nothing to do."
Bu Fan smiled and touched Gou Sheng's little head.
"Got it, sir!"
Gou Sheng nodded his little head and smiled happily.
After giving Song Zihu the acupuncture, Bu Fan taught Gou Sheng some eye-rubbing movements and explained things Gou Sheng should pay attention to in his daily life.
"It's getting late, it's time for me to go back!"
After everything was settled, Bu Fan said goodbye to Old Li Tou and his family, who sent him and little Lu Ren out of the gate.
"It's the village chief. Are you going back?"
But at this moment, Li Qinghe came back from outside dressed very beautifully.
"yes!"
Bu Fan nodded.
Old Li's face suddenly turned bad.
If the village chief hadn't been here, he might have pointed at Li Qinghe and cursed him.
"Mom, sir, my eyes can be cured!"
Gou Sheng had an excited face and couldn't wait to tell Li Qinghe the good news.
"Oh, this is a good thing!"
Li Qinghe responded lightly.
Bu Fan shook his head.
He knew that Li Qinghe and Song Zihu had no feelings.
But no matter how emotionless you are, you can't transfer your emotions to your children.
However, he didn't say anything, but left Old Li Tou's house with little Lu Ren.
But not far away, I could faintly hear the voice of Old Li Tou lecturing Li Qinghe.
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Return home.
I found the four brothers Song Laizi sitting under the peach tree and chatting enthusiastically, while Huo Qilin was wearing an apron in the kitchen, tinkering with tonight's meal.
"Why are you here?"
Bu Fan and Xiao Lu Ren walked into the courtyard and looked at Song Leizi and others.
"I haven't seen you, village chief, for a long time, so come and take a look!" Song Laizi said with a playful smile: "Village Chief, look, I have brought you some good wine!"
"Thanks!" Bu Fan smiled and said, "I heard that you and Mingzhu recently opened a restaurant in the town. How is the business?"
Now the four of them, Song Leizi, have followed Zhou Mingzhu, and they have used all the money they earned from bean sprouts to open a restaurant in the town.
"That goes without saying! Business is very good!"
When mentioning this matter, Song Leizi laughed from ear to ear.
"Village Chief, don't you know that Zhou Mingzhu made some signature dishes for the restaurant, which are so delicious that the rich people in the town ate them and praised them full of praise!"
"Oh, what's the signature dish?" Bu Fan was curious.
"Three Cup Chicken, Beggar's Chicken, Peking Roast Duck, and Tianjin Twist Chicken. I still don't know where Beijing and Tianjin are!" Song Laizi scratched his head and said.
"Actually, you can change your name?" Bu Fan coughed dryly.
"Mingzhu said, if Beijing roast duck is not called Beijing roast duck, then it has no soul!" Song Laizi indeed had his point.
The corners of Bu Fan's mouth twitched.
What else could he say?
"What is Mingzhu doing now?"
Bu Fan remembered that Zhou Mingzhu had not returned to the village for a few days, but as a time traveler, it would be a bit embarrassing for her to not do anything.
"Mingzhu went to the county seat and said he wanted to get some fast food and someone willing to shoot chickens. I couldn't understand it. Anyway, Mingzhu said,
Fast food is easy to make, delicious, cheap, fast, and can be eaten by ordinary people," Song Lezi explained.
Willing to hunt chicken?
A few words popped into Bu Fan's mind:
French fries and chicken wings, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.