Chapter 140 Happy Song of Slap in the Face

Author: Qi Liang Broken Silver

"Her injury did not hurt her muscles and bones. She can just apply herbal compresses to reduce the swelling in the past few days. But the injury on her face is more troublesome. There are not enough herbs in the medicine box now. I can't prepare any medicine. Can any of you accompany me to pick it up?"

Some herbs?"

"Also, change her wet clothes as soon as possible and light a fire to prevent the cold from entering her body."

After the diagnosis, Dr. Zeng stood up and glanced around the Cheng brothers.

The onlookers all around also looked at them. Zhang Wei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. He said, of course, it would be the fastest if everyone goes together. Anyway, there are still Dalang's wife and the others staying here to help, which is enough.

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Cheng Lin said without hesitation: "I'll go with you."

Cheng Wulang immediately followed suit and said: "Me! Doctor Zeng, I will accompany you to pick herbs. I am not afraid of any distance!"

As soon as he said this, Cheng Silang immediately said without stopping that he could accompany him.

Hearing this, Doctor Zeng did not immediately say whether there were enough manpower, but quietly looked at Cheng Dalang and Cheng Sanlang who had not yet said anything. Cheng Dalang did not dare to look directly at him and dodged a little.

If I leave now, won't I not see my mother wake up?

How could that mother know that he had carried her back all the way? She had to tell her the credit when she first opened her eyes, otherwise the third family would take away the credit, and he would have to keep an eye on her!

Cheng Dalang coughed and said, "We still need someone in charge at home, so I'll stay."

So Doctor Zeng looked at Cheng Sanlang again. His face was full of anger, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "It's enough for the second brother, fourth brother and fifth brother to pick the medicine. I want to stay here to find out who is doing the evil."

My mother!"

Oh, it’s just that neither of us wants to go.

So Dr. Zeng nodded, waved his hand, and led the three brothers of the Cheng family out in a hurry.

Cheng Miaomiao quickly took the opportunity to share two skewers of grilled shrimps with them.

Standing on tiptoe, he waved to them and said softly: "Uncle Zeng, please come back early. I will leave you a lot of delicious fish soup!"

Cheng Silang & Cheng Wulang: "..."

So we don’t have any fish soup?

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Old man Cheng squatted beside him, his brows furrowed and his face full of sorrow. He watched Mr. Zhou carefully wipe the blood on Mrs. Zhao's face, and said to the remaining sons: "You guys should light the fire first."

"Dad, I'll just come."

Cheng Dalang pushed aside Sanlang and walked forward, borrowing a fire stick from the neighbor to light the fire, and soon the flames started to light up.

Cheng Miaomiao tilted her head, puffed up her cheeks and blew out a breath.

"Shua——"

The fire went out.

Cheng Dalang was stunned for a moment, and clicked again suspiciously, blocking it with his palm to prevent the wind.

"Shua——"

The fire went out again.

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his head to look at her bulging cheeks, and poked her with his finger.

Old man Cheng, who had waited for a long time but didn't wait for the fire to light up, said impatiently: "Da Lang, what are you doing? You can't light a fire! Your mother is still lying on the ground. Do you sincerely want something to happen to your mother?"

ah!"

"Dad, I didn't think so," Cheng Dalang explained: "I don't know where the wind came from and blew out the fire. I'll try again."

As he spoke, he nodded carefully again.

This time Cheng Dalang protected it tightly, and the small flame finally started to burn slowly. Before he could be happy, he only heard a "swish" sound, and the flame immediately went out again, leaving only a small stream of white smoke.

A chill ran down Cheng Dalang's back, and goosebumps crawled up his arms. He was really crazy.

At this moment, Cheng Sanlang suddenly said: "Brother has never made a fire at home, why don't you let me try it?"

As he said this, a trace of contempt flashed in Cheng Sanlang's eyes. He took the huozhezi directly from his hand, squeezed away from him, squatted down, blew on the huozhezi, and placed it in the middle of the firewood while protecting the sparks.

Soon the sparks turned into flames and started burning.

But in the next second, it suddenly went out again.

Cheng Dalang, who was standing next to him, said in a mocking tone: "I thought that third brother was so powerful, but he couldn't hit the spot like me."

Cheng Sanlang tried again in disbelief, but he still made the same mistake. Even if he changed to other dry firewood, he still couldn't light the fire. His face suddenly turned blue and black.

If one can't make a fire, forget it. If two can't make a fire, that's a bad idea.

Seeing this, Qian also tried it, but still didn't light a fire. He opened his eyes wide in surprise: "It's impossible, I've obviously blocked the wind."

After everyone in the Cheng family tried it one by one without success, the onlookers gradually realized that something was outrageous.

There was no wind or rain, and the firewood was dry. How could there be no fire?

At this time, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"I have told you that Mrs. Zhao has offended the mountain god. This must be the punishment the mountain god gives to your old Cheng family!"

"That makes sense. We are so densely surrounded outside, how can the wind get through?"

"It's really quite evil. Could it be that Mrs. Zhao did something bad and was discovered by the mountain god?"

"She has done less immoral things."

Old man Cheng's face became very ugly.

The expressions of the others were not much better. Cheng Sanlang and the others, who originally thought that someone was up to something, slowly gave up their thoughts. How could a powerful person do such a thing under the eyes of so many people?

It's impossible, it's not some fairy or monster.

Cheng Miaomiao: Thank you for the invitation. I am not a fairy or a monster. I am the mountain god of Xiaohuai Mountain√

Cheng Miaomiao rolled her eyes happily, her almond-shaped eyes curled into crescent moons with a smile. She took Ye Ning's hand and ran in, saying loudly: "Let's give it a try. The mountain god will definitely not hate children."

These words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Ye Ning, who originally just wanted to watch: "..."

Qian said irritably: "What is a girl with hairless hair doing here?"

Cheng Miaomiao ignored her and directly took out the fire dumplings and handed them to her grandma, looking at her with bright black eyes. Ye Ning had a complicated look on her face, so she had to first hand the bamboo cup filled with fish soup to Mrs. Zhou, and then

Go squat and light a fire.

To be honest, it's really hard not to see Miaomiao's little moves.

Who made her cheeks puff up and blow again and again?

It's really hard not to find out.

Ye Ning originally planned to wait for Miaomiao to have enough fun and then find an opportunity to let her leave. After all, the old lady seemed like she couldn't delay any longer. She was already trembling all over. He didn't expect that this was what she had in mind.

Cheng Dalang couldn't help but said: "We can't even burn it, and it's useless even if you try, brother and sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flames suddenly ignited.

Not only was it not extinguished, it was burning up and down, making a crackling sound, like a slap in the face.

Cheng Dalang's face suddenly froze, and he looked at the fire that was easily lit in disbelief.

The other people in Lao Cheng's family also looked astonished.

Cheng Miaomiao put her hands on her hips, tilted her head, raised her chin happily, and said, "Look, I said the mountain god definitely doesn't hate children. It's targeting you. What does it have to do with my mother-in-law?"

Ye Ning's mouth twitched slightly: "..."
Chapter completed!