"How's it going? Darren, how do you feel? " Lucy looked at Darren expectantly and asked, feeling her heart lifted to her throat.

Christopher is also staring at Darren. Although he doesn't have much expectation for Darren who just ate a roast pig eye, he still wants to know whether it has a little obvious effect.

Darren felt it seriously, shook his head and said, "I... I feel a little cool in my eyes, but I still can't see it now."

"Still can't see..." Lucy was slightly disappointed.

"Don't worry. I've just taken one. Come on, take the rest of the nine strings. Grandfather, my eyes only get better after I go home and sleep. No matter how good the medicine is, it will take time for it to work." But Christopher said with a smile: "and the eyes have a cool feeling, which means that roast pig eyes still work. After this meal, let's have another one in the evening."

"Well." Lucy and Darren nodded at the same time, smiling.

Lucy carefully feeds the remaining roast pig eyes to Darren. With the experience of the first one, Darren quickly catches the pig eyes and chews them happily.

"Is it really that delicious?" Lucy looked at it suspiciously. The sound of her eyeball being bitten by Darren was clear and audible. She could even imagine the terrible picture of her eyes splashing in her mouth, but Darren seemed to enjoy the process.

It wasn't long before Darren ate all the nine kebabs.

"Burp."

Darren belched, ate Yangzhou fried rice, and ate so many roast pig eyes that he felt a little full.

And what surprised him was that the wisps of coolness gathered in his eyes, as if there were countless rays of light trying to pierce many black barriers. After the dark line of sight, there seemed to be a layer of white.

However, the black and white intertwined, like a whirlpool, made him feel dizzy. His eyes began to unconsciously want to close. As long as he was given a bed, he felt that he could immediately fall asleep.

"Darren, are you ok?" Lucy noticed Darren's difference and asked with concern.

"Sister, I'm fine. I just feel sleepy and want to sleep..." Darren shakes his head, yawns and falls sideways to Lucy.

"Darren?! Darren Lucy quickly reached out to hold Darren, and cried in some panic.

"He's fine. He's just asleep. Take him back to sleep until he wakes up." Elizabeth just went to the side, put her hand between Darren's brows and looked at Lucy.

"But he..." Lucy still couldn't understand why Darren suddenly fell asleep and seemed to faint.

"Don't worry, it should be the roast pig's eye. You can see how well he sleeps and breathes. It doesn't look like there is a problem at all." Christopher also said with a smile. He drank all the rum left in his hand. He got up to help Lucy pick up Darren and walked towards the door. He said, "come on, let's go back to my house first and let the child have a good sleep."

"That's too much trouble for you." Lucy said gratefully, carrying most of Darren's weight on her shoulders and walking slowly towards the door.

When she got into the carriage, Lucy put Darren on the seat and listened to his weak snoring. It was no different to fall asleep on a normal day. Then she looked down at Christopher sitting beside her and said, "old man, will Darren's eyes be all right when he wakes up?"

"I can't guarantee it now, but judging from his reaction, roast pig's eye should still be effective." Christopher shakes his head and looks at Darren, who is sleeping peacefully. He also hopes that the young boy can see the light again when he wakes up.

"By the way, old man, I'll give you the rice we ate and the money for roast pig's eye." Lucy took out a purse made of rags from her arms and poured out a pile of coins, most of which were copper coins, mixed with more than a dozen silver coins and two gold coins.

"This is the money collected by the villagers for Darren's treatment. I don't know if it's enough. If it's not enough, I'll find a job in the chaotic city in the next few days and pay you back." Lucy held all the coins in her hands and looked at Christopher with clear eyes.

Christopher looked at Lucy's clear eyes. It should be the first time for the little girl to leave the countryside and take her brother to the city of chaos. After a little thought, she took a gold coin and a copper coin from Lucy's hand and said with a smile, "as long as these are enough."

"Just that much?" Lucy is a little uncertain. She can't read, so she doesn't know what's written on the menu. The village doesn't need money, so she doesn't have a big idea about money, but she can see that the consumption of this restaurant is certainly not low.

"Yes." Christopher nodded.

"Thank you." Lucy put the rest of the money back into her purse and carefully put it away. All these were collected by the villagers and had to be returned to them.

Along the way, Christopher simply asked Lucy about them and learned that the two children had become orphans. He couldn't help but feel more sorry for them.

When the carriage stopped, Christopher got up and said, "get out of the car. My house is here. Take Darren to a rest. It's time for you to have a good rest."

The coachman helped to get Darren out of the carriage, and the housekeeper took them directly to the guest room.

Luxury manor, buildings row upon row, Lucy followed the housekeeper, carefully looked around, did not expect that Mr. Christopher's home is so wide, more than the house in the village.

"I heard them say, you brought two children back. What's the matter?" Asked the old lady, who had just entered the room.

Christopher took the old lady by the hand and went into the room, saying, "two poor children I met on the way back from the gold shop in the morning..."

"It's not easy at a young age." After listening to Christopher's words, the old lady could not help sighing, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and said, "I'll go to see the two children."

"Let them have a rest first. They don't have much rest on the way." Christopher grabbed her and shook his head with a smile.

"But if you give Dorothy's clothes to the little girl, I'm afraid she won't be happy when she comes back. You know her temper." The old lady was a little worried.

"She is not the same old temper as you two," she said. "Now I has the final say, no matter which generation, I have to have a tutor, otherwise I won't be long if I have some money." Said Christopher with a straight face.

The old lady was afraid to say anything more.

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