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Chapter 227 Lacking the Calf (End)(2/2)

She dared not cut flesh on her right arm, because her right hand was often seen with her hands, and she did not dare to cut flesh on her legs, because she would become lame when she was injured.

Even if you can get your waist and abdomen, Qu Jing can get your mouth off without cutting it off.

Sometimes when Qin Huai saw Qu Jing's left arm with new wounds and old wounds, he would silence Qu Jing in this life, both of which were winding and hideous scars, which were also unbearable to look at.

Throughout the winter, Qu Liehun never got sick again.

It’s spring and the weather is warm, so you don’t have to wear a thick jacket like in winter. Qu Jing should be more careful when cutting out her flesh, for fear that Qu Liehuo will see the clues.

Seeing that his illness seemed to be cured, Qu Liehuo was also very happy and said to Qu Jing at a breakfast without broth:

"Jingjing, my grandfather's illness is cured now. You can go back to school when the school starts."

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"Your Teacher Li said that you have good grades and let me support you in junior high school. In the future, you may be able to get into college even if you go to the county to go to high school."

"When that time, you will be the first college student in our village."

"You don't have to worry about your illness. Grandpa is cured now and can go up the mountain to hunt, and you will be able to save enough money to go to Peking for treatment next year. Then grandpa will take you to Peking to find a major hospital to find experts, and it will definitely be cured."

Qu Jing nodded when he heard Qu Liehuo ask him to go back to school, but when he heard that he was going to go to junior high school in the town, he hesitated.

"Grandpa, don't be so anxious. I'm not at ease when you are alone at home." Qu Jing said.

"What's wrong with this? Your folk remedy for the broth is so effective. Then tell grandpa the recipe for cooking the soup, and grandpa will cook it at home." Qu Liehuo said.

Qu Jing didn't say anything.

In the next one or two days, Qu Jing was worried. Seeing that Qu Jing had something to do, Qu Liehuo also began to worry, reflecting on what he said wrongly and made his granddaughter unhappy. After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out.

It's time to make soup soon.

It was also because the weather was not good, and it started to rain heavily early in the morning. The wooden houses were prone to leaking water, and the kitchen was even more of a severely affected area for leaks.

Qu Jing has no time to take care of the leaky areas in the kitchen. It rains today. Qu Liewo will not go out. She has to cook the broth before Qu Liewo has started. Now it is not winter. She is afraid that the wound will not be treated well and will smell the bloody smell.

It's like the plot of a movie.

The rainstorm was raking underground, and the whole world could only hear the sound of rain. Qu Jing skillfully chopped meat in the kitchen. Qu Liewen was already sleeping lightly because he was old and woke up by the sound of heavy rain. His first reaction was to see if there was any leakage in Qu Jing's room.

When Qu Jing was not in the room, Qu Liehu knew that she had gone to make breakfast and walked towards the kitchen.

"Jingjing, is there a leak in the kitchen? Be careful not to wet."

The sound of rain covered Qu Liehun's voice.

"Qu Liewoo!" Qu Liewo got closer and closer and walked to the kitchen door.

Push the door, but the door is locked.

"This girl always likes to lock the door when cooking." Qu Liehuo shook his head helplessly and was about to go back to the house when he found that the door was pushed open for a gap.

"This door should be repaired." Qu Liehuo stroked his hand to the door, wanting to see what was wrong, so he also stuck it to the door.

Following the gap, Qu Liehuo could see Qu Jing in the kitchen.

Qu Liehuo saw the scene that he would never forget.

Qu Jing's left hand was bleeding, her arms were covered with hideous scars, and a piece of bright red meat fell on the chopping board, mixed with the minced meat.

He saw his granddaughter skillfully stopping the bleeding with the hot firewood, bandaging it, lowering his sleeves, and continuing to chop the meat.

Qu Liehuang opened his eyes wide, tears poured out of his eyes and flowed down his gully skin. He opened his mouth and muttered silently.

Qin Huai understood his words from his lips.

‘Cut your flesh to save your mother, it turns out that my illness is so good.’

‘I am really the Lone Star of Tinsha. I will defeat my father, mother, mother, and son. When I grow old, I will still harm my granddaughter.’

Qu Liehuo murmured silently, walked back to the house in a daze. After a long time, he touched the tears that had already dried up, and lay down as if nothing had happened.

While drinking the broth, Qu Liehuo swallowed it with great difficulty.

"Grandpa, are you catching a cold and feeling uncomfortable?" Qu Jing asked.

"No." Qu Liehuo squeezed out a smile, his voice a little hoarse, "By the way, Jingjing, has grandpa not made rice cakes for you for a while?"

"I ate it during the Chinese New Year."

"That's really not done for a while." Qu Liehu nodded, "There is not much glutinous rice at home. When the rain stops, you go to the grain and side dishes in the town to see if there is any glutinous rice sold. Grandpa makes rice cakes for you."

"Okay." Qu Jing said happily.

The next day it was sunny. Qu Liehuo just drank the broth yesterday and was not afraid of him getting sick. He made a ox cart to the town early in the morning to buy glutinous rice.

Glutinous rice is definitely a rare thing in this era.

Qu Jing was not lucky and didn't buy it. In fact, Qu Liehuo has not been easy to buy glutinous rice in recent years. He has exchanged prey and people from side dishes or supply and marketing cooperatives.

The staff of the side food restaurant knew Qu Jing and asked Qu Jing to come back next month. If there is glutinous rice, they will help Qu Jing keep it, and the rules are used to exchange prey.

Qu Jing could only return empty-handed.

When I got home, there was no one in the wooden house, and Qu Jing didn't care much. After the beginning of spring, Qu Hunter had to go up the mountain frequently. Yesterday it rained heavily and couldn't go up the mountain. Today, it was normal to go up the mountain to check the traps.

Qu Jing began to clean the house.

Qu Liehu doesn't clean and organize the house much. Qu Jing usually does this job, and Qu Jing knows where to place the house.

In Qu Liehun's room, Qu Jing saw a hunting rifle hanging on the wall.

Qu Jing suddenly felt something was wrong.

I hurried to the kitchen to look for it and saw a bow and knife on the wall where the prey was originally hung.

There is no one who doesn't have any weapons to go up the mountain.

Next to the kitchen stove, there is a piece of rice cake covered with a damp cloth.

There is a piece of paper next to the rice cake. The paper was torn off from Qu Jing's homework book. The words on it look crooked and it seems to be drawn. You can tell at a glance that it was written by a beginner.

[Jingjing, grandpa doesn’t want to harm you anymore.

You are a good child, and grandpa is very happy to be your grandpa. Grandpa can't accompany you to Peking for medical treatment. Over the years, the money my grandpa saved is in the iron box in the cabinet. You keep the money and go to the town to study in junior high school, high school, and college entrance examinations.

If you have something to do, go to the village chief and live well.

Qu Jing looked at the paper and stayed there.

The village chief shouted outside the house: "Jingjing, Jingjing, are your grandfather there?"

"Just just now, I told me at Goudan that your grandfather went to school to ask Teacher Li for a lot of words, and asked Goudan and several students about words, saying that he wanted to write something."

"My grandfather asked him how to write about life, is he at home? Is he okay? He is not so confused that he doesn't want to live anymore, right?"

Qu Jing grabbed the note and rushed out of the house and ran up the mountain. The village chief shouted and shouted behind him and couldn't catch up.

Although Qu Jing has not gone up the mountain much over the years, he is very familiar with the roads in the mountains, especially when he goes deep into the mountains. He will no longer want to go deep into the mountains like he did before, but he will walk around the wrong path outside.

Qu Jing has been finding it all the time in the mountains.

Nothing was found.

On the morning of the third day, Qu Jing went down the mountain in a daze and found the village chief and his wife waiting for her in the wooden house.

"How dangerous is it to run straight up the mountain, you kid. There are wolves, tigers, and blind bears in the mountain. If something happens, how can we explain to Old Qu?" The village chief's wife rushed up when she saw Qu Jing coming back and checked whether Qu Jing was injured.

Qu Jing was stunned and did not resist. The village chief’s wife rolled up Qu Jing’s sleeves while checking, and screamed when she saw the hideous wound on Qu Jing’s left arm.

"Is my grandfather back?" Qu Jing asked.

The village chief shook his head and sighed: "Old Qu... a child in the village saw him going up the mountain."

"Every old hunters know where the blind bear is nesting."

The village chief didn't say the rest.

Qu Jing nodded and walked into the wooden house blankly.

Qin Huai knew that Qu Jing had failed in the tribulation.

Qin Huai left his memory.
Chapter completed!
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