At noon, the soil on the ground was burning hot and hot. A few big-bellied crickets jumped around like springs. Many recruited men sat under the shade of the tree were drowsy. Fang Jun looked at the scorching sun. Why was it still so hot? I remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival that had just passed a few days ago. When Linglong and Qing'er returned home from Xiaoxiang Pavilion, they were both asleep. They were alone in the yard, enjoying the moon alone and gnawing on the mooncakes they made. At this time, Fang Jun couldn't help but think of a poem to chant himself. It was so cold that it was so cold that it was.

It’s all because Lingwu insisted on taking me to the brothel during the Mid-Autumn Festival. He got along with Baling but ignored him. After Linglong and Qing'er found out about this, they even said arrogantly that they had to go to the brothel for my romantic affairs, which made them angry. If it weren’t for the rift between them, would he bit his nose and accept it? But this would make their relationship harmonious? It would be nice to think about it like this. I couldn’t help but smile at the corner of my mouth. It’s been several days now. I don’t know if Linglong and the others have been angry?

A sound of horse hooves came from a distance. Who would have come from this hot weather? Fang Jun couldn't help looking into the distance and saw a team of chariots covered with curtains stopping not far away. Two young girls walked out of the carriage. Fang Jun couldn't help but show a hint of shock but stood up to meet them.

"Linglong, why are you here?"

"When the weather was hot, the young master had not returned home these days, he was afraid of being caught in the heat, so he ordered Fang Jie and us to bring some iced mung bean soup to dispel some heat for the young master and the people working here. The carts behind were all ", the scorching weather made people unable to open their eyes. In this hot weather, even under the shade of the trees, it made people sweat profusely, and their mouths were dry. When Fang Jun was sitting under the shade of the tree, he was still thinking how good it would be to have a bowl of iced sour plum soup at this time. Unexpectedly, Linglong and the others came with iced mung bean soup after a while.

At this time, Fang Jie ran over sweating profusely and the young master mung bean soup had been removed. Fang Jun began to call the villagers to queue up to get the iced mung bean soup to cool them down. After all, the weather is so hot. Although it is almost autumn, it is still very hot these days.

The villagers drank such refreshing mung bean soup in such hot weather and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that the sunlight was not very vicious. Fang Jun sat under the shade of the tree and looked at everyone, and he couldn't help but smile. They were all simple people.

A bowl of maroon-red iced plum soup suddenly appeared in front of Fang Jun. Fang Jun couldn't help but lit up because he loved drinking sour plum soup very much, but those who knew about it seemed that there was no one else but himself. Linglong and Qing'er came to him and sat beside him. Fang Jun couldn't help but reach out to take it, feeling the coolness on the side of the bowl. At this time, the three of them didn't say anything. Fang Jun couldn't help but glance at the two and saw that they seemed to look elsewhere. After a bowl of sour plum soup, he felt a lot more comfortable all over his body, and the heat immediately disappeared.

Qing'er secretly looked at Fang Jun, who looked comfortable, and didn't know what it felt like. Fang Jun was very angry when he went to the brothel during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he hadn't come home these days and couldn't help but miss him a little. Although Sister Linglong didn't say it, she could tell that she missed him very much.

At this time, I saw something happening not far away, and people gathered there. I saw a man wearing a green official uniform running out of the crowd, "Fang Shaoqing is not good, someone faints."

Fang Jun was squinting his eyes under the shade of the tree, as if he was a little sleepy. He suddenly woke up and quickly got up and followed the man to the crowd. At this time, the villagers had already carried the fainting person under the shade of the tree. Seeing Fang Jun coming, he immediately made a way out.

I saw a middle-aged man with dark skin lying there. It was so difficult that he had heatstroke. It shouldn't be that he had drunk mung bean soup just now. How could he have heatstroke? Fang Jun quickly stepped forward to check if the man had heatstroke. His body was not hot, and his body was not hot. This shouldn't be a sign of heatstroke. "Who among you know him? Do you know why he fainted?" I saw the civil servants look at me, and I saw that one of you walked out at this time, but it seemed that he was a little sluggish. "Report to Fang Shaoqing, this man's name is Zhang Shan living in Liuye Village and the villain is in the same village. But today he suddenly fainted. The villain didn't know why."

"Why are you still standing there and go and hire a doctor?" At this time, Zhang Shan opened his eyes quietly and opened his mouth weakly and said, "No, don't invite a doctor, I'll just have a rest." Fang Jun winked at the person beside him and saw the man running away in a hurry.

The crowd slowly dispersed. Not long after, a man came over with the doctor and saw the middle-aged man lying on the ground carefully diagnosing his pulse. After a while, the doctor stood up and looked at Fang Jun and walked to the side for some reason. He saw Fang Jun with a tight brow. After paying the medical fee, he asked someone to send the doctor away. At this time, the man looked at Fang Jun with a nervous look on his face.

Fang Jun looked at Zhang Shan, "Just just now, the doctor told me that you suddenly fainted because of exhaustion due to lack of salt. How could this happen?" Seeing Zhang Shan, he couldn't help but sigh deeply and said nothing, as if he suddenly relaxed, as if he had known that it would be like this, and he couldn't help but look elsewhere.

Fang Jun couldn't help but wonder even more, but since others were unwilling to say it and could not force others to say it, Fang Jun was about to turn around and leave. At this time, he heard, Fang Shaoqing, I will find a way to repay the medical fee you paid for me today, but he saw that Fang Jun had not spoken and left.

When Zhangshan, who was standing not far away, saw Fang Jun leave, he hurried over. He didn't know what the two said, he looked worried. Fang Jun couldn't help but look back at them, and came to sit down not far away.

The carriages and horses from Fang Mansion had already left before. The sun was no longer as vicious as noon. The men who had already rested began to step up their actions again. The men in the same village beside Zhang Shan also stood up and slowly merged into the crowd. At this time, a slightly aggrieved voice came from behind Fang Jun.

Fang Jun was stunned for a moment and looked back and saw Linglong and Qing'er behind him. Qing'er looked at Fang Jun with some angrily. This bad Fang Jun and Fang Jun were standing next to him for so long, but they were different in one sentence. We said, are you still angry about the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Fang Jun couldn't help but wonder what happened to them at this time, but since they had already talked to me, this was a good start. Fang Jun's mouth raised slightly, "Qing'er, tell the young master who bullied you, the young master vented his anger for you." Then he saw Qing'er suddenly smiled and asked, "Young master, are you saying true?"
Chapter completed!