Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

After repeated tests during this period of time, Murong Run has understood that the thing he bought is indeed valuable, and even now he is willing to give him another thousand taels of silver.

"Mother, this is no ordinary fruit. You might as well taste one to know if your son is accurate."

Where can Mrs. Murong eat?

Their Murong Mansion has a great business. Not only do they have real power and high-ranking officials in the imperial court, but even their business territory is large enough. As the head mistress of the Murong Mansion, what good food has she not eaten? Haven't seen anything funny.

Even many tributes from the palace can be easily found in their Murong Mansion.

Who made many tributes to be selected by them?

"I don't eat those messy things. You throw them away quickly. As for the money you throw away, you should buy a lesson." Mrs. Murong wiped her nose with a handkerchief, pretending that she couldn't stand the smell. "You've been exhausted all the way, and it's rude to go to see Grandpa like this. Go and wash up first, and I'll take you to see Grandpa."

Mrs. Murong's natal family is also in Tonghua County. The two are family friends, and the ancestral home of the two families is only separated by a street. They communicate closely on weekdays. Every time Murong Run returns from going out, he always visits.

"Alright, I'll present a part to Grandpa first, so that the old man can recuperate his body."

"You don't listen to what I say, do you? Throw it away as soon as possible, don't give it to grandpa to eat, lest others see you laughing at you!" Madam Murong frowned, very dissatisfied with Murong Run's behavior of not listening to her, "You It doesn't matter if you don't have any other gifts on your body, I have already ordered someone to prepare them for you, just bring it to your grandfather, and he will also appreciate your filial piety."

Murong Run knew that his mother was rather stubborn, so it was not interesting to fight at this time, but she just responded.

"My son knows."

Murong Run's grandfather used to be the young master of the prince. Later, the prince ascended the throne and became the home of today. Murong Run's grandfather assisted the emperor for several years. After the emperor gained a firm foothold, he took the initiative to resign and retire.

The Tian family has a lot of power, and his grandfather has great wisdom. When the family is at its most prosperous, he retreats bravely. Instead, it saves their family and keeps the Tian family in mind, so that they won't be disgusted by seeing them grow bigger and stronger.

When any family reaches the top, it will arouse the suspicion of the heavenly family, and in the end, the minister is not the minister, and the monarch is not the monarch, so both sides need to have a distance.

Because of this, the county governor of Tonghua County respected his grandfather very much, and officials of various sizes were even more polite to the two of them.

Murong Run's grandfather's surname was Qiu, and people respected him as Qiu Gong.

When he came to the door, Mr. Qiu was drinking medicine under the service of the servant.

"Grandpa." Murong Run stepped forward to greet him.

"Running, you're here?" Mr. Qiu wiped the medicine stains from the corners of his mouth, struggled to sit up, and looked at Murong Run with a very soft gaze, "Have you been living outside these past few months?"

"Thank you grandpa for thinking about it, it's still okay."

"I look a little thin. Is the food outside unpalatable?" Mr. Qiu has many grandchildren and grandchildren, but his favorite is Murong Run. This child has clear eyes and is a person with a pure heart.

Mrs. Murong smiled and said: "This child has a heart, and he has been outside for the past few months to find a gift that suits your heart."

Speaking of Mrs. Murong, Mrs. Murong gestured to her personal maid and asked her to present the prepared gift.

However, Murong Run took a step earlier and took out a brocade box directly from his arms and placed it in front of Mr. Qiu.

"Grandpa, I found this for you. It has the effect of nourishing the mind. You can try it."

Originally, Murong Run wanted to wait. When Mr. Qiu was on his 80th birthday, he thought about how to make food and present it to him.

Mr. Qiu never competed for fame and fortune all his life, and he didn't have much interest in money. He didn't like the filial piety to his descendants on weekdays. On the contrary, it was those gifts that were thoughtful, which could please him a little.

Murong Run is the most attentive.

Mrs. Murong was a little unhappy when she saw Murong Run being so aggressive, but now in front of her father, she couldn't say anything else.

Lest Mr. Qiu think that Murong Run doesn't care about him anymore, just find some wild fruits outside and come to deal with him.

At this time, Mrs. Murong looked at Murong Run's expression with obvious displeasure.

But Murong Run didn't care about that.

Mr. Qiu has been a little inconvenient recently, and his spirit is not so good, but Murong Run gave him a gift, and he still held up his spirits.

The brocade box was opened, and there were two fruits lying in it. They looked good, but I didn't know what kind they were.

There was a servant next to him, and he wanted to come forward and test with a silver needle.

"No need to test it, I'm happy to see how this fruit grows, and I'll try it when I cut it." Mr. Qiu's appetite has not been very good recently. Even if the fruit is only the size of a fingernail, he is afraid that he won't be able to eat it.

Madam Murong couldn't sit still: "Father, this fruit..."

Originally, my father's body was not very good. If there is any problem with this fruit, what should I do if my body breaks down?

Mrs. Qiu didn't listen to Mrs. Murong's words. He just wanted to taste the fruit, and of course he wasn't afraid of what Murong Run would do to the fruit.

Their Qiu family was upright and honest, and they didn't have those crooked intestines, and the Murong family was the same, otherwise they wouldn't have become family friends.

The servant next to him found a clean dagger and cut a small piece from the fruit.

Mr. Qiu didn't have any hope at first, he just thought that the fruit was either sour or sweet, but when the juicy piece of pulp entered between his lips and tongue, Mr. Qiu's eyes widened slightly.

"Father, what's wrong, vomit it up quickly!" Madam Murong was anxious, and hurriedly greeted the people around her, "What are you still doing, quickly get the things out of the old man's mouth!"

Murong Run was calm.

The piece of fruit was small, and Mr. Qiu didn't feel anything, so it was gone, so in the eyes of everyone in surprise, Mr. Qiu stretched out his hand to pick up the remaining fruit, and threw it into his mouth without saying a word.

After eating one, he went on to eat the second one, and he didn't care about whether the fruit was washed or not.

When the old housekeeper who was serving Mr. Qiu saw it, he burst into tears for a while.

"The old man hasn't eaten much in the past few days, and he can finally open his mouth today!"

If it weren't for the medicine, Mr. Qiu would be dying of hunger.

After eating the two fruits, Mr. Qiu felt even more relaxed.

"Run'er, the fruit you brought is very refreshing. Is this what you went out to find?" Old Man Qiu asked in surprise.

Murong Run: "Yes, Grandpa, I originally wanted to use the gift for your 80th birthday, but I saw that you looked bad, so I had to deliver this gift ahead of time. Don't worry, I still have a lot there, and I will see you later. I'll have someone bring it to your house."

Murong Run didn't know yet, but it was the fruit he sent that, by accident, saved the life of the old man Qiu.

Without this special fruit, Mr. Qiu could only let his appetite decrease, and eventually died of weakness.