Xi Yu stood there quietly, his eyes suddenly fell on Gan Mei, and she was slightly dazed, her eyes were a little hollow.

A hint of curiosity surged in Xi Yu's heart and asked softly: "What are you thinking?"

Gan Mei was pulled back to reality by Xi Yu's voice, and couldn't help it for a moment, and she even said what she was in her heart.

"You are sick, and you have been with me these days. If it were normal, how could you get this kind of treatment?"

Gan Mei's voice was filled with emotion, and complex emotions appeared in her eyes.

After hearing Gan Mei's words, Xi Yu felt a little moved.

He could feel the desire and helplessness in Ganmei's words.

Once again, he hugged her tightly in his arms.

"I know what you think." Xi Yu whispered in Gan Mei's ear, "Even if a woman is harmonious, she is selfish and she does not allow her own men to be possessed by other women. I understand your feelings." Xi Yu's eyes were full of understanding and pity.

Gan Mei leaned in Xi Yu's arms and felt his warmth. She was both moved and worried.

"Husband, I'm not trying to bind you, but... I'm just afraid of losing you."

However, Xi Yu's heart was also full of helplessness.

He knew that he had traveled to this feudal society and many things were difficult to control.

Xi Yu's expression became serious, and he sat down slowly, frowned slightly.

"I just inspected it. Although there was no problem, I always felt that the cook was lying. His eyes would not lie. There was a hint of panic in her eyes."

Gan Mei sat quietly aside and listened carefully to Xi Yu's analysis.

Her eyes also showed a look of worry. "As I said before, there must be a food that children have problems with eating, while adults have no problems with eating. We need to follow this clue to investigate."

"First of all, we need to investigate the cook's family." Xi Yu said firmly.

Gan Mei nodded, she thought Xi Yu's analysis was very reasonable.

Xi Yu stood in the room and frowned slightly.

He recruited this cook, but he naturally ignored these trivial matters.

Now that something goes wrong, he must investigate it clearly.

Night fell quietly, and the light in the room gradually darkened.

Xi Yu looked at Gan Mei and said with a serious expression: "I have investigated where the chef lives. She is a woman from an ordinary village in Youzhou named Zhu Lianxiang. I plan to investigate it myself and leave tomorrow. I hope you can do it alone at home."

Gan Mei nodded and said softly: "Husband, don't worry. I will take good care of myself. Maybe the miracle Doctor Song Shuwen will come back tomorrow." Gan Mei's eyes also had a hint of expectation.

Xi Yu nodded slightly, but he always felt in his heart that something might have happened to Song Shuwen. "I hope Doctor Song can return safely." Xi Yu whispered, his heart full of worries.

The next morning, the sun shone on the earth through the mist.

Xi Yu rolled out his bicycle and prepared to go to a village called Quanjia.

He hasn't ridden a bicycle for a long time. In this world, bicycles are the most advanced means of transportation.

In the past, Xi Yu would be particularly happy every time he rode on it, feeling the wind howling in his ears, and the feeling of free galloping made him feel happy.

However, Xi Yu is listless now.

He was concerned about the sick child in his heart, and he was in the mood to enjoy the fun of riding a bicycle.

He stepped onto the bicycle and slowly pedaled the pedal, his eyes full of worry.

As the bicycle moves forward, the scenery on both sides of the road continues to retreat.

Xi Yu had no intention of appreciating it. His mind kept appearing as the child was sick, and his heart was filled with guilt and worry.

"Child, you must get better soon." Xi Yu prayed silently in his heart.

He speeded up the pedal.

After a long journey, Xi Yu finally arrived in this village.

As soon as he entered the village, he saw a tall locust tree, and there was a tea pavilion under the locust tree.

Xi Yu pushed the bicycle to the tea pavilion and put it down.

A middle-aged man sat in the tea shed. Xi Yu walked over, sat down opposite the man, and ordered some tea.

Xi Yu took a sip of tea, calmed down, and prepared to ask the man for a while.

He looked at the middle-aged man and asked politely: "Dare you ask about this elder brother's surname?"

The man smiled heartily and said, "Don't you have a surname He."

Xi Yu nodded slightly, thinking in his heart how to ask about the chef Zhu Lianxiang.

Then, Xi Yu blinked his curious eyes and asked sincerely: "Uncle He, are you from this village?"

Uncle He shook his head gently, with a gentle smile on his wrinkled face and said, "Child, I am not from this village, but I have been in this village for many years."

After saying that, he turned his eyes to Xi Yu, with a little search in his eyes, and then asked, "Where are you, a child, coming from? What are you doing here?"

Xi Yu raised his lips, and showed a hearty smile, and said, "Uncle He, I am just alone. I like to ride a bicycle around and see this world."

Uncle He nodded slightly, his eyes full of praise, and said, "This is a good habit. Moreover, I should really thank the Prime Minister who can ride a bicycle and walk freely."

When Xi Yu heard this, he felt funny in his heart, but he only smiled faintly on his face, and a hint of undetectable cunning flashed in his eyes, thinking that he could not reveal his identity.

Then, Xi Yu pretended to be careless and said deliberately: "Uncle He, I heard that there is a relative named Zhu Lianxiang here, but it has been several years since I left, and I don't know if he is fine."

While speaking, he stared at Uncle He with a tentative gaze, with a hint of nervousness and expectation in his eyes.

Uncle He was slightly stunned and then said, "Zhu Lianxiang, I know him. But I heard that she went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to be a cook, and many people in the village were envious. Otherwise, you can go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to ask, and the Prime Minister is very easy to talk to and has no airs. I guess he won't block you outside the door."

Xi Yu's face was silent, but he just nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your advice."

After a while, Xi Yu picked up the teacup, drank the last sip of tea, put down the cup, paid the payment, stood up and said, "Uncle He, I'll walk around the village for another walk."

His eyes were filled with a hint of expectation, and he asked, "By the way, do Zhu Lianxiang have any other relatives?"

Uncle He was stunned at first, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked back: "Aren't you relatives? Why don't you know anything?"

Xi Yu deliberately made an awkward look, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "After all, I haven't had any contact for several years, and I don't know many things."

Uncle He was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "There is also a son and daughter-in-law."

But when he mentioned these two people, his eyes dodged and his expression became unnatural, as if he was unwilling to say anything more.

Xi Yu keenly captured Uncle He's changes, and his doubts were even more serious, but on the surface he pretended to be nothing and said, "Thank you, Uncle He for telling me."

At this time, the breeze blew gently, and the old branches and leaves at the entrance of the village rustled, as if they were telling some secrets.

After entering the village, Xi Yu's eyes searched the houses in a staggered manner. He saw two old women chatting under a big tree with lush branches and leaves.

Xi Yu hurriedly walked forward with a humble smile on his face and asked politely: "Two aunts, where is Zhu Lianxiang's home?"

The two old women looked up and down at Xi Yu. One of them raised his hand and pointed deep into the village, saying, "Follow this road and see a big willow tree at the door. Her house is hers."

Xi Yu thanked him and hadn't taken a few steps.

I heard two old women whispering in a low voice from behind me.

"Zhu Lianxiang is a good person, but unfortunately he met an incompetent son."

Xi Yu's heart tightened, turned around quickly, walked quickly to the two old women, and asked with a puzzled look: "Two aunts, what were you talking about just now?"

The two women were startled by his sudden behavior, looked at each other in panic, and forced a smile on their faces, and said stammeringly: "No, nothing, nothing, nothing."

Their eyes were erratic and they dared not look at Xi Yu.

At this time, the breeze blew by and the leaves rustled, as if adding a hint of tension to the awkward atmosphere.

But Xi Yu quickly bowed deeply, with an anxious and sincere expression, and asked again: "Two aunts, please tell me. Actually, I am here to collect debts. Zhu Lianxiang's son owes me a lot of debts, and I really have no choice."

There was a little helplessness and eagerness in his voice, and his brows were frowning tightly.

The two women looked at each other and both looked frowning.

One of the women sighed and complained: "I thought you were here to visit relatives. If I had known this, I wouldn't have told you about the location."

Xi Yu still had a sincere face, his eyes were full of begging, and he begged the two old women again: "Two aunts, please, let me tell the truth."

As he said that, he hurriedly took out some small currency from his cuffs and handed it to the two old women.

When the two women saw the currency, they were filled with joy and their eyes lit up.

One of the women took the currency and showed a complicated expression on their face, saying, "Oh, I guess you can't get the debt back. Because Zhu Lianxiang's son has been gambling with others recently, and he almost lost all his family and his wife was so angry that he left."

This time, Xi Yu felt confident.

Then, he deliberately smiled and bowed deeply to the two old women, expressing his gratitude: "Thank you, the two aunts, for telling me, I really helped me a lot."

After saying that, he turned around resolutely and strided towards Zhu Lianxiang's home.

As he walked, he seemed to hear the two women behind him whispering something again, but he pretended not to know anything, and his steps under his feet did not stop at all, and he continued to walk forward firmly.

At this time, the dust was flying on the path in the village, and Xi Yu's figure seemed a little blurred in the flying dust.

Finally, I came to Zhu Lianxiang's home. This was an extremely ordinary courtyard with a little mottled walls and a little old house.

However, the door was locked heavily.
To be continued...