Everyone dispersed. Zhang Ren glanced at him and nodded before leaving.

Chen Fan probably understood what he meant. The stakes must have been driven, and he could then go over and practice basic footwork.

Of course I have to go, but before that, there are still some things to deal with.

After returning home, Chen Fan put down the goods and took off the bow and arrows. After walking all the way, his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"Xiaofan, how is this time? Is there any news?"

Chen Guodong asked quickly.

"Well, I found that person."

"!!!"

Chen Guodong was surprised, with a touch of joy on his face, "What happened next? Did he know we were from there?"

Yin Fang and her younger brother Chen Chen looked over nervously.

Chen Fan sighed softly and nodded: "I know. Not only do I know, but I'm also plotting to attack us later."

Chen Guodong's eyes suddenly widened.

The family's faces were darker than the bottom of the pot.

"Don't worry, Dad."

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "I already know their plan, so it is destined that they will not succeed. This matter will be taken care of by me."

"What can I do for you?"

Chen Guodong asked tentatively.

Chen Fan always had to do everything, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Just like now, despite what Chen Fan said, only he himself knew what happened.

"Dad, you have done enough. Don't worry, I can handle this by myself."

As he spoke, he opened the bag and took out various seasonings and two large bags of blood rice.

He opened one of the bags and said: "Dad, Mom, this bag contains three yuan per catty of blood rice. I will take thirty catties later, and you can eat the rest. I am not reluctant to let you."

It’s ten yuan a pound to eat, but your physique is still not up to par.”

"Xiaofan, what are you talking about?"

Yin Fang was moved to tears, "Mom, just eat ordinary rice. You can keep the three yuan per pound for yourself."

"cough."

Chen Guodong coughed and said, "Since Xiaofan said so, let's just do what he said. Xiaofan, don't worry, I will work harder to practice martial arts and won't let your hard work go to waste."

Chen Fan smiled knowingly at him.

It would be nice if my father understood what he meant.

He doesn't expect his father, brother and others to be able to practice well enough to be able to protect themselves in the last days. That's enough.

He found two bags and filled them with thirty kilograms of two types of blood rice. He planned to give the three-yuan-a-jin bag to Meng Yu and the ten-yuan bag to Uncle Zhang.

These two people are currently indispensable figures in the village. The stronger they are, the more pressure they can help share.

He found Meng Yu first.

Seeing Chen Fan arrive, Meng Yu stood there a little at a loss, with guilt written all over her face.

"I'm sorry, Chen Fan, I, I still didn't predict what will happen in the village in the future."

As she said that, she took out a folded thousand-yuan bill from her pocket, handed it to Chen Fan with both hands, and said hesitantly: "Take this money back, I, I can't help.

"

Chen Fan shook his head slightly, put the heavy bag on the table, turned around and looked at her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can there be any reason to take back the money you gave away?"

"But, but..."

Meng Yu pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

"There is absolutely no need for you to blame yourself, because the village is not yours alone,"

Chen Fan comforted him: "The reason why I tell you is just to give you an extra layer of insurance. Fortunately, today's trip is worth it. I already know who that person is."

"Really?"

Meng Yu suddenly raised his head, his big black eyes sparkling.

"Well, that person doesn't know that we are from that place. We are worried in vain."

Chen Fan smiled and said that he did not deliberately lie to deceive the other party. If he told the truth, the other party would be worried if he could not protect everything.

If you are a man, you should not let others worry about you.

"So that's it, that's great."

Meng Yu cried with joy.

She had been hinting to herself that she hoped to have a dream that could predict the future, but the result was that it backfired and there was no dream at all.

She was also very anxious, but she just couldn't dream.

What can she do? She is also desperate.

"Well, this bag contains blood rice. Have you heard of it?"

"Blood rice?"

Meng Yu reacted quite a bit, obviously he had heard about it before, so he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Chen Fan, you have been very kind to me. I can't accept these bloody rice. I can't accept anything at all."

Chen Fan was speechless, thought for a while, and said: "Miss Meng Yu, actually I am doing this not only for you, but also for the people of the village. Think about it, if you become stronger and can freely control your abilities, even if you encounter difficulties in the future,

When danger comes, can everyone use your ability to save the day?"

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, it seemed that this was true.

But she immediately thought of something, and said with a sad face: "Chen Fan, I also want to use my abilities as I want, but my mental power is too weak. I tried to practice the method of training my mental power that my sister gave me many times, but it didn't work.

Very good at it.”

"What?"

Chen Fan almost stood up from the stool, "Do you have a way to exercise your mental strength?"
Chapter completed!