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Chapter 171(1/2)

Wen Han considered himself a scholar and the pride of the villagers. Now that he was sarcastic by the village chief, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Village Chief, what do you mean? Why did you belittle yourself?"

Zhang Ziqiang's eyes swept across the father and son, "I have no other meaning, it's just that I have different ambitions from you. If Aunt Wen said that, I could guess what happened. Aunt Wen has kindness to my Zhang family, so I naturally stand on her side. As for you..."

He paused and said, "Forget it, I don't want to say it anymore, you guys go back first. Since Aunt Wen doesn't want to see you, you're here too extra."

Boss Wen sighed, "Village Chief, we..."

"No need to explain, this is your family matter. I am just entrusted by someone to be loyal to others."

"But……"

"Let's go! You are here, maybe Aunt Wen is inside, and I'm even more angry when I think about it."

Wen Han pulled Boss Wen for a moment, and the father and son left together.

Zhang Ziqiang sat on the door, afraid that Wen Han and the others would return. Anyway, it would be inconvenient for him to enter the house now.

In the room, the three Bai family and his daughter surrounded the bed, watching nervously as Song Nuan helped Old Lady Wen to check her health again.

"Wife A Zheng, how are your grandmother? Why did she fall down suddenly?"

"Stop asking!" Old Mrs. Wen looked at the mother and daughter, "Alu, the big room has done too much this time, and my mother is useless and I can't persuade them."

"Mom, it's not your fault for this matter. How can you blame you for this matter?" Bai cried when she heard this. She suddenly understood that it was related to them that Old Mrs. Wen became like this.

Bai wiped his tears, "Mom, this matter cannot be slapped. First of all, the Shen family is shameless. They come to propose marriage, how could they disagree with the elder brother and sister-in-law? Mom, it's really not your fault. If you do this, your daughter-in-law will be sorry for you."

Old Mrs. Wen sighed.

At this time, Wen Yuechu spoke, "Grandma, we won't make trouble with the big house. You can rest assured to take care of yourself. I am the lower-class wife of the Shen family and have no relationship with the Shen family. If they want to marry, it has nothing to do with me and cannot harm me."

Isn’t Shen Ningfeng just going to take revenge on her?

It's really ridiculous!

Using this method can only be said to be naive.

Well! In this way, she can completely cut off the little bit of the sparks in her heart and have no thoughts.

It's time to let go!

Old Mrs. Wen looked at Wen Yuechu with relief, "Yuechu, you must remember what my grandmother said to you. If you don't want to or think about the past, what you will be able to hold in the future."

"Well, grandma, you get it."

"Let's go out first and let my grandmother have a sleep." Song Nuan finished the examination. Although he had only had a slight stroke and was rescued in time, he still left some relief.

The right side of my body is no longer as sensitive as usual.

Your hands and feet will be dull and you cannot carry heavy objects. When you walk, you will also give people a feeling of slightly lameness on your right foot. However, if you keep it carefully for a few days, you will get better.

"Nuannuan!"

"Grandma, but where is it uncomfortable?"

Old Mrs. Wen shook her head, "Nannuan, I'm afraid I'm going to implicate you. Don't go to them again. I'll take it a lot more lightly when I walk in front of the gate of hell. From now on, I'll pretend that I don't have this son. And..."

She said as she looked at the Bai family and the daughter, "Before Ah Zheng comes back, let your second aunt and the other three live in your place. Let them share some of your burdens, and you can't put all the burden on you."

"Okay! I'll let my second uncle and A Ling live in the guest room for the Yuechu sisters. What do my grandmother think of this arrangement?"

This is what Mrs. Wen is going to say, and Song Nuan is going to say.

If the relationship between the eldest and second houses is even more embarrassing because of the Shen family’s marriage. If you can avoid it, you can avoid it. No matter what, you can wait for Wen Yue'e to get married.

Next, there was another patient at home and she had many daily affairs, so she really couldn't get busy alone.

The three Bai family and daughter come to help every day, but now they live there directly, so they can save them from running back and forth.

Old Mrs. Wen nodded, "Okay!"

"Then let's go out first."

"Um."

After Song Nuan went out, she arranged the matter at home and went up the mountain to collect herbs. She had already remembered the last prescription.

Taking medicine will give those who are interested.

She carried a bamboo basket and a bow and arrow, took a handful of hoe, and went up the mountain from the back door.

There is not much plaster at home, so she wants to dig a few pieces back.

Song Nuan went straight to Yingzui Peak, first dug gypsum, stored it in one place, and then collected herbs. She did not sell the Ganoderma lucidum she obtained last time, but stored it well.

These are all nourishing products, and it’s a pity to sell them.

Saving it at home is also a wealth. If you really want to turn around, finding the Yang family should soon turn it into silver.

Song Nuan walked deep into the forest. There were many kinds of herbs inside. It was like an undeveloped forest. The herbs inside grew well and were in large age.

Very correct!

Before he knew it, Song Nuan went further and further.

Suddenly, she stopped, and the roar of a beast came ten meters away from the front. Judging from the violently shaking branches, it seemed that the war was quite strong.

Song Nuan quickly climbed up the tree beside her, one could avoid the attack of wild beasts, and two could see clearly what was going on?

Huh!

Song Nuan sat on the trunk of a tree and looked downwards in front of her, and she was in an instant. Her face turned pale, and her cold sweat was flowing. Her eyes were staring at the two big insects fighting.

Mom, it was actually two tigers fighting for food.

This is the living tiger she saw outside the zoo.

There is actually a tiger in this Eagle Beak Peak. No wonder the people in the village dare not take a step.

Song Nuan didn't dare to move at all. She hugged the tree trunk tightly with both hands, for fear that she would fall and feed the two tigers. However, her eyes were looking at the two fighting tigers for a moment.

If two tigers fight, one will be injured.

Bang!

A tiger pounced on it and bit the tiger, and it was too fast and hit the stone behind another tiger.

Suddenly, my head bloomed and blood splattered on the stone.

The tiger slammed and fell to the ground.

Still motionless.

Another tiger dragged the bitten deer away.

Song Nuan looked at it from afar, watching it go deep into the forest, until she saw that she didn't breathe heavily.

Mom, it's so terrible!

Almost fed the tiger.

Song Nuan looked at the tiger lying on the ground, thought for a while, then took out the bow and arrow, and shot three arrows in a row, two on his head and one on his body.

She was sure that the tiger was dead, so she slid down from the tree.

She walked around the dead tiger and kicked it a few times. Seeing that the tiger was still moving, she cut the thick vine and put it on the tiger's body, tied it over and over again, and then she started to drag the tiger.

The tiger has more than 200 kilograms, but she can't bear it.

I could only drag it down the mountain.

She originally wanted to cut two bamboos, tie the tiger behind, and drag it down. The bamboo was round, and dragging it away could save a lot of effort.

But she was afraid of attracting another tiger, so she didn't dare to make a big noise.

Very heavy, every step is difficult.

But Song Nuan didn't want to give up, so she took a few steps and stopped and waited to an absolutely safe place. She relaxed her hands and her feet became soft, and she sat directly on the ground, gasping for breath.

She spread her hands and saw that the palms were bleeding. The skin on her palms were worn out by thick vines, no wonder it hurt so much.

Huhuhuhuhu...

She blew into her palms, and the scorching pain relieved a little.

After enough rest, Song Nuan took the hatchet and chopped the bamboo, and tied the tiger behind according to the earliest idea.

Sure enough, it saves a lot of effort.

She went to put plaster on her back, and tied her small hoe horizontally to two bamboos.

She stood inside, with her abdomen against the handle of the hoe, holding bamboo in both hands, and exerting force in three places, and then going downhill again. Song Nuan felt that she could not stop her steps.

Sometimes in steep places, I can't help but rush down.

Ahhhhh…

It was too fast, afraid that the bamboo would be stuck on the things on both sides, Song Nuan couldn't help screaming.

Wen Han ran out of nowhere, and without thinking, he stopped Song Nuan, trying to stop her with his body.

Song Nuan rushed towards him without hesitation. At the critical moment, she threw down her things, jumped into the air, and jumped out to hug the tree beside her.
To be continued...
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