"Alright, alright, that's enough, stop howling." Wu Laoxianer looked at the woman in front of him helplessly. He could see that this was a piece of tough meat, even more evil than himself...
Deer·Rolling Knife Meat·Wen Sheng stopped talking for a second: "Oh"
Wu Laoxian: ...
What a talent! If Xiao Gong had half the shamelessness of her, she wouldn't have been tricked by Bai Dazhuang...
"well!"
Thinking of his family's current situation, Wu Laoxian'er's originally happy heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley, and changed into that lifeless look, which made people want to frown when seeing it...
"Tell me, what do you want to do by coming to see me?"
"Buy a knife. Do you know how to process animal skins?" Lu Wensheng stated his purpose readily.
Wu Laoxianer nodded: "Of course!" This is a compulsory course for craftsmen!
Lu Wensheng thought about it and used the backpack as a cover to take out the eight rabbit skins he had peeled off over the past few days and said:
"Please help us, we want to make hats, and you can charge whatever you want."
After thinking for a while, he simply took out the wolf and said, "And this, you can deal with the wolf carcass, I only want the wolf skin!"
After all, it's an old wolf, so Bai Dazhuang probably won't offer too high a price for it. After all, she has just obtained a batch of treasures and has no shortage of money.
Our sister Lu really doesn't care about this eighty cents now...
Wu Laoxian'er was originally checking the rabbit skins when suddenly a very dog-like thing appeared in front of him:
"This dog...wait a minute! Shit, it's actually a wolf!"
Wu Laoxian'er didn't believe what Lu Wensheng said at first, but after a careful inspection, he found that it really was a wolf!
Just when he was about to ask her who hit her, he saw a bloody hole right between the wolf's eyebrows. He knew at a glance that it was a wound left by a crossbow arrow. He immediately stood up and looked closely at the girl in front of him.
Lu Wensheng didn't move either, and let him look at him calmly.
The girl looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, standing there casually, tall and thin, like a resolute little poplar. The vitality she exuded was out of tune with the dilapidated and withered courtyard behind her.
Wu Laoxian's thoughts gradually became distracted, as if he saw his younger self through the years, who was also full of vigor and vitality, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse.
At that time, after finishing the homework left by my father, I would go into the mountains to hunt with my cousins, and then ride back to the city against the sunset.
Their mother would always smile and scold them for being naughty while preparing the prey they had caught. Their father and uncle would take them out to drink and barbecue in their spare time.
What happened next? Later, the situation became turbulent, and their homes were occupied, destroyed, and invaded...
It turns out that he also had a wonderful life, although it was short, but also warm...
Lu Wensheng watched the old man's eyes gradually become cloudy, but he didn't disturb him and just stood there quietly. . .
"Dad... cough dad... you... Dad, are you there? Cough cough cough!"
Wu Xie, who was lying in the inner room, was confused when he heard someone knocking on the door. It seemed like no one had come to his house for several lifetimes, right?
No one knew who the visitor was, who could make his usually taciturn father so noisy, yelling, crying and laughing.
The other person seemed to be a girl. He had been listening carefully in the room. After a while, he became anxious because there was no movement. Now he only had his father. His son was not important. His father was his treasure...
"Dad... cough cough cough cough"
Seeing no movement outside, he coughed even harder, as if he was going to cough out his lungs. Even a man as hard-hearted as an iron deer couldn't bear to hear this, and his worried eyes fell on the torn door curtain leading to the inner room.
"Why are you yelling? I'm still alive, your father!"
Wu Laoxianer pulled his thoughts out of his memories and immediately ran into the house to see his son. This was his only son. As for his grandson...
His father said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Wu Gong is a smart kid, unlike his stupid son. He doesn't know how long he can live...
Lu Wensheng thought for a moment, took out a bottle of spiritual spring water from the space, casually crushed a pill for clearing the lungs and reducing phlegm and threw it in, then followed Wu Laoxianer into the inner room.
Since she had made up her mind to save him, she might as well do it. After she went in, she saw a pale man leaning on the bed. He looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, and he was dressed quite cleanly, which was enough to show that the person taking care of him must be a careful person.
Wu Laoxian was feeding him water. Lu Wensheng handed the kettle to him and said, "Drink this. You will feel better."
Wu Laoxianer glanced at her, took the kettle and poured the water into the teacup. She took a sip herself first, and when she swallowed it, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said in surprise:
"What kind of water is this, little girl?"
He felt his originally dry and hoarse throat suddenly become light.
Before Lu Wensheng could answer, he quickly poured the water from the teacup into Wu Xie's mouth:
"Xie'er, drink up quickly. This water is good and useful. It can definitely save your throat that's like a bellows."
Lu Wensheng: ...Is there anyone who would say that about his own son?
Before Wu Xie could say anything, his father forced a gulp of water into his mouth. In order to avoid choking, he swallowed it hastily. His whole mind was on his mouth, and he didn't feel the changes in his body.
Lu Wensheng looked at Wu Xie's desperate struggle and turned away reluctantly. It seemed that this was more than the first or second time he had done this skillfully. Forget it, out of sight, out of mind. She didn't see anything.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Wu Laoxianer asked anxiously after feeding him water, eager to know how his silly son felt now.
Wu Xie was choked by his father's last sip of water and started coughing. After he finally recovered, he gasped and said aggrievedly:
"Dad, how can it be that fast? Are you trying to choke me to death..."
Wu Laoxian was overjoyed: "It's useful, it's useful. When have you ever said such a long speech? My son is saved! Hahaha!
You damn bastard, a bunch of grandsons, you are the one who wants to end my lineage, but I, Wu Xian, will never end my lineage!"
Wu Laoxian kept pacing in the room, crying and laughing, looking very funny. Lu Wensheng looked at him with disdain but did not stop him. He just moved to Wu Xie's side:
"Uncle Wu, how do you feel?"
Wu Xie looked at the girl who "drove his father crazy" in front of him, and then felt the changes in his body. He smiled and nodded: "I'm much better. Thank you, comrade."
He glanced at his father who was going crazy again and explained in a complicated way:
"My dad...he's not usually like this. He's just too happy. Sorry to embarrass you."
Lu Wensheng nodded: "Yes. I know, Uncle Wu, is your illness pneumonia?"
When Wu Xie mentioned his illness, his expression immediately darkened: "Yes, I am a burden to my family, I..."
He had long wanted to give up, and it was his father who dragged him out of hell time and time again...
"What are you saying, little brat? You are my son. You will not die until I give the order!" Wu Laoxian glared at him with his big eyes and warned him viciously.
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