After the matter was resolved, Wang Dadan and his wife thanked Zhao Cheng and thanked him again. When they learned about their purpose, Wang Dadan quickly went to find Wang Xiaoyong. Unexpectedly, because they couldn't say clearly, such a misunderstanding came about. After listening to Li Xiufen's words.

Wang Xiaoyong nodded, took the medicinal materials from Zhao Cheng's hand, looked at it again and again, and it was indeed very fresh. He could almost smell the earthy atmosphere on the medicinal materials, and it was obvious that Zhao Cheng had invested a lot of money in treating the disease. Since he helped their Wang family, Wang Xiaoyong naturally would not be embarrassed anymore, "Zhao Cheng, thank you for what happened today. You have been here these days, for up to three days, and I guarantee that you will cure the disease."

Although I have not found a way to refine internal qi, with these high-quality medicinal materials and the previous medicinal materials, three days will be enough for the medicine to cure the disease.

Wang Xiaoyong was worried about Zhao Cheng and gave a few more instructions, "After your disease is cured, you will have about half a year of rest and rest to prevent recurrence. If you don't listen, guessing will be more serious than this."

"Ah? Half a year?" Zhao Cheng looked bitter, as if someone had robbed the money. He swallowed, "Can you have less time? This is also..."

"If you think you have a long life, you can." Wang Xiaoyong did not give him any good face and left the house with her medicinal herbs, leaving behind a sensible Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng, who looked bitter, drooped his head and nestled in a chair, listless.

Li Xiufen comforted her for a few words and then asked Wang Xiaoyong if she wanted to help, but she was rejected. Although she was puzzled by Wang Xiaoyong today, she even suspected that Wang Xiaoyong she knew before was fake.

With a lot of questions, Li Xiufen saw Wang Xiaoyong dealing with the medicinal materials attentively, and he swallowed the words into his stomach.

Turning to look outside the yard, Wang Dadan still couldn't see her. She frowned and muttered, "This dead man, won't he go and swear again, right?"

"No, sister-in-law, my brother is behind me, I'm coming back soon." Wang Xiaoyong couldn't bear to be unhappy because he ran fast, so he quickly explained.

"Behind you? Why is that slow?"

"Sister-in-law, maybe I ran too fast, I don't blame my brother."

As the two talked, Wang Dadan panted from the moment he covered his waist and ate, pointing at Wang Xiaoyong, who was leisurely, shouting, "You little brat, you really have oil on your feet. You run so fast, faster than a rabbit. It makes me feel better after chasing you, ah..."

As he said that, he sat on the ground, but there was no sound, and he just roared, "Ah, my ass!" Wang jumped up like a bold flying, covered his ass, and jumped back and forth. Sitting on firewood, this ass was really a life for his ass.

Wang Xiaoyong and the others burst into laughter. Li Xiufen was almost unable to breathe. Finally, Wang Dadao calmed down and jumped to Rukawa Feng in one step, took her hand, covered her butt, and said unhappily, "Stinky wife, don't you rub me yet. It hurts so much, and you still laugh."

"Go away, I didn't see Xiaoyong here, that's true." Li Xiufen suddenly became shy and stopped laughing, and wanted to take his hand back.

"What's there? Xiaoyong, have you seen anything?"

"No."

"Have you heard something?"

"No."

"Look, he said he didn't see or hear it, just rub it for me." Wang Dadan, who was big and thick, actually shook her arm and acted coquettishly.

Before he finished speaking, another shrill howl, "Ah——I was wrong in my wife."

Li Xiufen clapped her hands, raised her eyebrows, and said, "If you don't pinch you, you won't know who you are." After saying that, she clapped her hands and twisted her butt into the next room.

Wang Dadao followed into the house with a jump, and in a short while, the two of them laughed again.

Wang Xiaoyong smiled after hearing this. It would be great if he and Mu Rourou could do this after marriage. He didn't know how envious he was about his brother and sister-in-law's love.

Thinking of this, the movements in his hands doubled. When he thought of Mu Rourou's white and rosy face, he was full of strength and his life also had a bright future.

During the past three days, Wang Xiaoyong was busy taking care of Zhao Cheng, but he did not go to find Mu Rourou. Mu Rourou once came to find him because he was boiling medicine at the time and left without saying a few words.

He didn't remember what Mu Rourou said, but he just felt that Mu Rourou would be unhappy. He thought that when he finished handling Zhao Cheng's affairs, he would apologize to her.

Zhao Cheng has been well-behaved these days, and he does not have the temper of a young master. He also eats good food made by Li Xiufen. He keeps praising her for making good food, which makes Wang Dadan a little jealous.

It was another love, and Wang Xiaoyong had long been accustomed to the love life of the couple. This made Zhao Cheng, the playboy, a little envious, but he was stubborn and didn't say it, and he even secretly complained from time to time.

Once when Wang Xiaoyong heard it, Wang Xiaoyong smiled brilliantly. Everyone was envious of the love between Wang Dadan and his wife.

While he was still looking forward to the future story with Mu Rourou, Hu Zi rushed in with sweat. Wang Xiaoyong had just handed Zhao Cheng the last night. Before Zhao Cheng could deliver it to his mouth, Hu Zi rushed in and knocked Zhao Cheng's medicine head-on. It was so hot that it was about to splash the two of them. The two of them cried and howled.

This was a big deal of Wang Xiaoyong. He pulled them to deal with it briefly. Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and stared at Hu Zi. He was about to scold him, but Hu Zi stole his right to speak.

"Xiaoyong, stop busy, hurry up and go to Mu Rourou's house to check out. There are several new cars in front of her house, and it seems to be getting married." As soon as Hu Zi said this, Wang Xiaoyong was shocked and angry. He grabbed Hu Zi's collar and shouted: "What? Have you seen it clearly?"

"Yes, go and have a look."

Wang Xiaoyong let go of Huzi, glanced at the room, rushed out of the room, picked up the stick beside the wall, and disappeared into the yard like a flash of lightning. This speed indicates that Wang Xiaoyong's inner anxiety was extremely anxious.

He kept thinking about what Mu Rourou said that day when he came to him, but he couldn't remember a single word. However, after Mu Rourou left, he was deeply impressed by Zhao Cheng's words, "It seems that this little girl has just cried."

But Wang Xiaoyong, who was immersed in the medicine at that time, didn't care. Now that he thought about it, his intestines were about to regret it. The road beneath his feet could no longer be seen clearly. He was like a wind, and he appeared at the door of Mu Rourou's house in just one minute.

As expected, it was like Hu Zi, three liang of brand new cars, with big red balloons and Xizi sticking on it. Even Mu Rourou's door was covered with big red Xizi. Wang Xiaoyong only felt that his mouth was burned as if it was burned. He held the stick tightly and moved his body again, leaving only a black shadow behind him.

It appeared again, and it was like the yard of Mu Rourou's house, with people all over the yard, and two people were sitting at the front door. Wu De, who confirmed the greasy and pink face, was talking about Mu Rourou's price like a pug, like a bald middle-aged man like an old and fat Shapei dog next to him.

The two were just happy when they spoke. Wu De's expression moved, and he stood up with a "swoosh" pointing at Wang Xiaoyong, and shouted: "Wang Xiaoyong, you have to have a good face. Today, our family is married, and this person has nothing to do with you! Get out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for not seeing that it is a village outside..."

"Go to you, Mom!" Wang Xiaoyong raised his hand and turned to his heavenly spirit, without fear in his heart, some of whom cared for Mu Rourou and hated Wu De.

Seeing this, Wu De shouted "Ah!" and instantly avoided it. The stick hit the chair straight, and the "bang" and "wow" the chair shattered in response.

This sound was the prelude to everyone's siege of Wang Xiaoyong. The bald man was shocked. He had been taken care of by Wu De's extract, a stinky brat. At first, he thought Wu De was timid and afraid of things. Now it seems that Wang Xiaoyong is amazing. He even feels that his subordinates are not his opponents.

He moved his fat body, raised his arms and shouted, "Brother, come on! Protect me, protect me."

"You bastard, I forgot your father-in-law when you are in danger. Protect me!" Wu De was displeased when he heard the bald man like this and shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, you have to pay the price." Wang Xiaoyong snorted coldly, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes in a flash. They completely angered him. Mu Rourou was his strait. They had to pay the price of life and death that they had to touch him without knowing how to live or die.

He raised his hand and hit the man behind him in the crotch of the man who was about to attack. The man shouted in pain and fell to the ground and rolled.

One person came with a beer bottle on the side, and another person behind him. Wang Xiaoyong raised the stick, flew up, and kicked it in the air, hitting the ribs directly. At the moment of landing, the sound was two, "Yes, only one pair was broken, it's a pity."

The other person asked and roared without waiting for the reaction, and then smashed heavily into the pile of firewood. The porcelain teeth grinned and turned their butts. The rest of the people looked at Wang Xiaoyong so timidly that they did not dare to step forward. The corners of his mouth bent and turned to look at the bald body, as for the few mobs around him.

He completely ignored it. Such a scumbag was not worthy of fighting with him. The movements in his mind rushed by like a movie. His eyes shook, and he played sticks, making noises, and he avoided him wherever he went.

I happened to see an electric kettle on the table, with a stick on the backhand, and the electric kettle flew up. He turned sideways, moved the stick, and lifted the lid of the kettle. Everyone couldn't help but give in and quickly avoided it.

Wang Xiaoyong didn't care at all. He tapped his toes and flew up. He shot through the electric kettle in the air. The force was just right, and the electric kettle was like a meteor, heading towards the bald head. The boiling water poured down, and the bodyguards around him fled in all directions.

Before the boiling water came, the fool hat was blocked with his hands. With a "slam" sound, accompanied by a roar like a pig, Wang Xiaoyong frowned slightly, not caring at all, his eyes swept over and merged into it. Everyone rushed out of the yard, squeezed up and screamed, and roared away, completely forgot that their heads had not gotten in the car.

Finally, the car sounds disappeared in his ears, leaving only the ferocious moan of a bald man. Wang Xiaoyong held the stick, frowned, stared at Wu De who was hiding under the table, raised his hand and moved the stick in the air, and with a "huh", the table rolled in the air several times, and hit the ground with a "bang".

At this time, what made him unprepared was that Wu De actually stabbed him straight with a kitchen knife. Wang Xiaoyong looked like he moved and turned around and swung him with a stick. Wu De quickly avoided as if he had experience and wiped his nose, as if he was provocative.

"Very good, your death is here. Unfortunately, my hands will be dirty." At this time, he was no longer a human in Wang Xiaoyong's eyes, but a mental illness to be treated.

Countless medical knowledge surged into his heart. The corner of his mouth moved, and the tiger's head saw countless cups on the table. His wrist moved, and a few "bang bang" sounded. Wu De waved his kitchen knife like a dog, trying to block it, but was beaten by several cups coming from the air.

Wang Xiaoyong did not let go of any of the main positions on his body. He had two chests, one pair of ears, and one pair of eyes. He screamed with a straight hit. The kitchen knife in his hand was sliding down. The blow on his eyes caught him off guard. Although it was not dead, it had a great lethality.

Wang Xiaoyong took the opportunity to attack, and he sticks his side, with a red mark on his wrist. The kitchen knife landed on the ground, and the corner of his mouth moved, "Wu De, you really have no virtue."

After saying that, Wang Xiaoyong flew up and kicked his forehead and chest with his feet. "Ah" he flew up, and then he "bang" and landed heavily in the pigpen. A group of pigs surrounded him in an instant. Wang Xiaoyong sneered, turned around and looked at the bald head full of red, and walked slowly towards him.

"Ah, no, no, no, no..." The bald man struggled to retreat. Wang Xiaoyong did not mean to let him go. He grabbed his collar and moved his wrist. "Ah" screamed again, and then there were several pigs screams.
Chapter completed!