Song Yuehua found a stool and sat down, saying, "I didn't plan to buy anything, so I came to see Uncle Zhao."
"Haha, I let you watch a show, shouldn't I give you some tips?" Erguotou looked like he deserved a beating.
Song Yuehua raised her fist and shook it, smiling and saying, "If Uncle Wang has half of my strength and one of your teeth remains, I lose."
Erguotou, "..."
This time, Song Yuehua met Blacksmith Zhao in the backyard. He looked lifeless and emaciated, completely different from the image in her memory.
Zhao the blacksmith was a little excited when he saw Song Yuehua, "Miss Song, I have recently developed a small thing that can be hidden in the sleeve. Once it is pulled open, it can shoot out fifty-six iron needles. I have also tempered the needles with poison. Anyone who is shot will die immediately..."
As he was talking, Blacksmith Zhao took out the things and introduced them to Song Yuehua while gesturing.
"This thing is a bit difficult to make. When I finish it, I'll give you one. I'll see if it can be improved a little bit..."
"Uncle Zhao," Song Yuehua interrupted, "Xiaofu asked me to pass a message to you. She said she missed you."
Blacksmith Zhao was stunned. He had been shutting himself up in the house for a while. He seemed to have heard his daughter's voice faintly, but he couldn't remember whether it was Xiaofu's voice or Tie Niang's...
Song Yuehua said, "Uncle Zhao, come to the school to see Xiaofu and Tieniang when you have time..."
Blacksmith Zhao stood there motionless, and no matter what Song Yuehua said to him, he seemed to be unable to hear anything.
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