Chapter 188 This Madam is Not Simple
Midnight.
A muffled roar came from the side room.
Yan Meng woke up from his dream sweating profusely.
The quilt had been kicked into the corner long ago, and the cool night breeze blew in slowly from the window, but it could not blow away the restless heat surging in the blood.
I had a wet dream.
The woman in my dream is...
Those frightened peach blossom eyes spread out hooks, luring people to follow her forward, forward.
They walked across the mountains, entered the woods, and arrived in front of a cave. She turned around and smiled shyly, her face, as red as a wild fruit, reflecting the redness in his eyes.
Yan Meng once had a woman who was full of vigor and energy and dared to break the sky.
She is a Miao girl.
She is cute, innocent and romantic.
He still liked her very much and originally wanted to marry her home to give an explanation to his parents.
But later, he found out that the Miao girl had asked the grass witch for a love poison, and she wanted to put it on him, making him a parasite who could only survive by relying on her.
He took advantage of her situation and let another man into her room that night.
The two died in this way.
The Miao girl is clinging to a man she doesn't love all day long. She is obviously in great pain, but she can't leave him physically.
Yan Meng was not sad at all. He left a large sum of money to the two of them and waved goodbye.
He always knew that he was not a good person, and if someone plotted against him, he would cut off the roots.
It was kind to that woman.
Later, he was not very interested in women, he was cold-hearted and didn't want to be with women either.
But now, the sleeping lion in my body seems to have woken up, becoming restless and roaring, unwilling to be trapped.
Damn it, I even suspect that the mistress has a more powerful mind-attacking poison that connects him and... together!
He is no longer a young boy like the master, so why can't he control himself?
With the help of the moonlight outside, he went out shirtless.
Come to the bathroom.
The bathroom is paved with stones and has a water tank inside. People usually use a scoop to rinse when taking a bath, and there is a channel for water to seep underneath.
The space is quite small, only two or three people can stand together.
When Yan Meng reached the door, he suddenly became alert.
There was breathing sound inside.
Who could sneak into the house quietly without being noticed by him, Dagang and Xiaohong?
"I'm here." The person inside spoke.
It turned out to be the master!
Don't you see a wheelchair?
Could it be an imposter?
"Master, why are you taking a bath in the middle of the night?" He coaxed the person inside to speak again.
"Don't you come to take a shower in the middle of the night?" The person inside was not in a good mood.
It’s my lord, you have such a bad temper.
But the stairs of this house are quite high. How did he roll the wheelchair up there?
It’s not good for the wheelchair to get wet. He just has a strong sense of self-esteem. What’s wrong with asking the mistress for help?
I have to sneak out to wash at this time.
"Master, may I go in and help you?"
"Need not!"
"It's not good for a wheelchair to get wet."
"Shut up!"
Yan Meng shut up.
But the strange thing is that there was no sound of water for a long time.
Just when he was worried and wanted to take a sneak peek through the gap, Huo Changan spoke again.
"Brother Meng." When there was no one around, he still liked to call him that.
"I feel like something's not right with my body."
Yan Meng stood up straight, his expression becoming serious: "What's wrong?"
He should find a famous doctor to see his master. I heard that necrosis of the waist and legs can also cause toxins to accumulate and spread to the lungs.
Yan Meng was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat, and the heat he had just felt completely disappeared.
“It just feels like something is missing.”
What's missing?
I have no feeling in my legs, which means I feel like I'm missing legs!
"Master, don't let your imagination run wild."
"I'm not thinking too much. I always feel that I shouldn't be so mediocre." Huo Changan's voice was not self-denial, but rather sounded like he really had doubts in his heart.
"When I was little, I felt like I was lacking something. My body wasn't good enough, and I couldn't practice martial arts. I really didn't accept it, but I practiced hard, but I couldn't condense the true qi that my second brother talked about."
"After exile, although my body is damaged, I feel like what I was missing has been made up. When I practice, I can achieve any effect I want."
Yan Meng was confused by what he heard.
"But lately, I've felt like I've been stuck, like I could reach the top of a cliff with my hands outstretched, but something is holding me back and I just can't get there."
Yan Meng thought about it and couldn't understand Huo Changan's feeling.
He practiced martial arts step by step, climbing up the stairs layer by layer, wanting to reach up but being held back by something...
This is due to excessive physical exertion!
"Master, you are too impatient! More haste, less speed. You started late in the first place, so reaching this level is already remarkable."
What's more, he is disabled.
It’s really progressing too fast!
Huo Changan sighed. Yan Meng didn't seem to have this kind of experience, so he couldn't give him an answer.
He was not actually very anxious now, he just felt that he should be standing on the top of the mountain, but something was restraining his body and he could not climb.
Could it be that this is a delusion caused by my own arrogance?
"Master, the weather is getting cold, don't take a shower for too long." Yan Meng was very worried.
The master's health cannot be taken care of. A cold may cause serious illness.
No, we have to send people to various places to find famous doctors tomorrow. We can't give up just because of the master's temper. Maybe we can find a glimmer of hope?
The narrow bathroom door creaked slightly.
Yan Meng hurried to help, but his hands were wrapped around a thin waist.
"Disgusting!" The voice was filled with disgust.
The hand was then knocked down, and a tall shadow stepped out of the room.
The moon's bright light shone on the perfect and strong body, as well as the powerful legs that walked like the wind.
Oh shit!
My mother!
The master can leave!
He was pretending before!
Good legs and good waist!
Yan Meng almost laughed out loud.
However, he just grinned silently like a fool, and tears came out of his eyes.
What? It made him sad for so long.
When the news from the capital reached the village, he burst into tears. After seeing it in Liangzhou, he secretly ran out of the city and cried again.
He warned his subordinates again and again, and whipped them again and again, for fear that they would disobey their master.
But it turns out that...
That’s it!
All is well!
God, there is still some conscience.
…
Bai Yi and Su Huiye quickly mobilized dozens of people and started digging coal at the location pointed out by Sang Ning.
Fortunately, the coal was shallow coal, and black stones were seen when digging three meters.
According to grade classification, we selected the high-quality ones and transported them to Liuxia Village in a truck.
The raw coal must first be ground into coal powder.
Many families in the village have grinding mills for grinding grain, so they use that one.
In addition to the exiled prisoner's family who had just arrived, Sang Ning also selected Zhu Fansheng and other familiar villagers to come.
The stove is already made, as is the mold.
Sang Ning has assigned people to each process, including coal grinding, coal screening, and blending.
The first batch of honeycomb coal was dried in the yard outside the Huo family's door.
We will test the results today.
Bai Yi, Rong Kun, Su Huiye, and all the villagers gathered around to watch.
Sang Ning used iron tongs to put the coal into the iron stove and the clay stove respectively, made a fire and ignited it.
The coal balls quickly spread upwards from a red dot at the bottom.
"It's really useful! It's easy to ignite." Bai Yi stretched out his hand to warm himself by the fire.
"And the door at the bottom can adjust the burning speed."
"People who can't afford charcoal can now use this honeycomb coal!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became.
He could already imagine how this thing would be snatched up like crazy!
"Produce, mass-produce! Xu Wude, immediately go to Jincheng, Lantian, Fucheng... exchange food! Exchange food!"
…
All the villagers in Liuxia Village were excited and scrambled to do this job.
For this job, the government will provide food every month.
Sang Ning was surrounded by people.
A clear, unhurried voice rang out from inside: "Liuxia Village has approximately ninety households. Based on the population, I will select one or two healthy... elderly or widowed people, or those unable to work, from each household. The entire village will jointly raise them, and a monthly deduction will be made from your food income..."
If you have no objection, please line up and register with Mr. Yue."
Soon, the villagers formed a long queue.
"Zhao Mei, this mistress of ours is not simple!"
Qin Wangyuan, who pretended to be the exiled family from Zhongzhou and acted as the father, exclaimed.
Yan Meng sneered, "I warned you long ago, don't take advantage of the young Master and Mistress. Don't blame your nephew for not reminding you, Mistress still has... What the hell did you call me just now?"
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