The short man rolled his eyes, and he attracted the bandits around him to gather and mutter for a while before approaching Meng Qiqi's carriage with a smirk.
Meng Eqi looked at the pots and pans they were holding, and wondered if these people were real bandits.
When the group of people approached, Meng Qiqi shouted impatiently, "What more do you want? You've given all the valuables, and you'll be greedy if you want to go down!"
Well, she tore off a string of tourmaline hanging from her body, which was originally used to press her skirt, but now she threw it to the short man.
"This is the last thing. Take it to the bottom of the mountain and change into a serious bandit outfit. You still have a rolling pin. What kind of bandits are you? You are not afraid of being laughed at when you stand up like this."
The tall and thin man approached the short man's ear and said, "Brother, this girl talks too much, or you should be stunned before taking it back to the stockade."
The short eyes looked at Meng Eqi, the latter was dressed in a bright and beautiful dress, and the shot was so rich, she must be the big sister of some family. He glanced at the back of Meng Qiqi's carriage. Such a big sister did not come out with an escort. It really helped me. She just sent money directly to the door of the house.
The short man rubbed his hands and winked at the tall and thin man.
The tall and thin man understood, raised his rolling pin and rushed towards Meng Qiqi. He was castrated fiercely, with a ferocious expression and a few hoots.
Meng Qiqi didn't expect him to be like this, just when he was about to pick up the whip rope that was chasing the horse on the side and whip it at him. Meng Eqi suddenly felt that the collar was tight, and in the next second, he was lifted a step backwards and directly bumped into a thin chest.
Sheng Jiayan stood behind her and groaned, fell straight back, and fell on the car board with a 'dong' sound.
The tall and thin man outside did not expect that Meng Eqi would suddenly dodge, his whole forehead slammed into the carriage, and when the rolling pin fell from his hand to the ground, he accidentally hit him on the instep.
He screamed twice in pain, covered his forehead and shouted behind him, "Brother, there are still people in the carriage!"
Sheng Jiayan had already passed out while lying in it, Meng Eqi saw that his face was flushed unnaturally, his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were lightly wrinkled, and he quickly reached out to touch his forehead.
"It's hot..."
Sheng Jiayan was so sick that he fainted, and he had never seen such a weak appearance before. Meng Eqi took the opportunity to touch his cheek again, and when he looked back, he found that the group of bandits were hiding their heads from the carriage and watching them.
"What are you looking at!" Meng Eqi took out the usual domineering attitude in the palace: "Isn't there yet to help? My cousin is ill, and I will be rewarded for helping!"
Knowing how Meng Eqi's body was only half a person's height at this time, how it shocked this group of bandits. They looked at each other, and the short one stammered, "Will... or, go to my house first?"
"Then why are you still standing there? Who of you can drive a carriage, come up quickly, it delays my cousin's illness, and there is no reward!"
So the six bandits climbed into Meng Qiqi's carriage, two were crowded in the carriage, the other two were driving outside, and two were lying on the roof.
Because it was too big in the carriage, Meng Eqi did not allow them to squeeze Sheng Jiayan.
Sheng Jiayan lay flat in the carriage, his head resting on Meng Qiqi's lap, still groggy.
Meng Eqi occasionally raised her eyes, and found that the two bandits sitting across from the carriage were staring at her blankly.
"What are you looking at!" Meng Qiqi said fiercely.
One of the seemingly burly bandits was startled by her voice and pointed at Sheng Jiayan tremblingly: "He seems to want to drink water..."
Meng Qiqi held up Sheng Jiayan's head suspiciously, and slowly poured a cup of cold water into his lips.
Sheng Jiayan, who drank the water, finally frowned less tightly, and seemed to feel much better.
Meng Eqi cast an admiring look at the sturdy bandit, and the bandit touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.
The tall and thin man outside saw this scene, and silently lowered the curtain again. He leaned into the short ear and said, "Brother, isn't it wrong for us to do this? Weren't we going to rob them? Why are you helping this girl save people again?"
The short man gave him a sudden shudder: "How many times! Although we are bandits, we are ethical bandits! There are priorities and people have priorities, even if we want to rob their money, but we see this kind of thing. The one who should help is still to help. What's more..." The short one took out the string of tourmalines from his arms and touched it again: "This girl is so generous, let's find an opportunity to cross-examine where her home is, let's If we go to her house again, she will be tied up by us. If you want someone else, we will take the ransom and hit her hard! This will save people and take money, do you understand?"
The tall and thin man listened in the fog, and finally shook his head: "I don't understand."
"It's right if you don't understand. If you understand, you'll be the boss!"
Meng Qiqi and the others drove their carriage into a hill, and before they entered the stockade, the smell of rice wafted toward them. The strong man in the carriage took a sniff and said happily, "Second aunt is cooking fish again, and I will have a good time tonight!"
Meng Qiqi lifted the curtain of the car sideways and looked out. Several lights were already lit on the top of the mountain under the stars. The smoke from the cooking was everywhere in the stockade. The children chased and made trouble.
Meng Qiqi hadn't seen this kind of simple atmosphere for a long time, and since she was born, she was accustomed to the beautiful clothes and jade food crowd. Days like this happened in a previous life. At that time, although Sheng Jiayan was the regent, his position was unstable. Meng Eqi used to travel around for him to eat and sleep.
Thinking of this, she lowered her head and looked at Sheng Jiayan, who was still groggy.
Who would have thought that the regent who turned his hands for the clouds and covered his hands for the rain in his previous life is now leaning on her lap and sleeping weakly.
The strong man in the car was like a mistress at this time, like Meng Eqi, introducing this stockade everywhere.
It turned out that their stockade was called Ventilation Stockade, and this was their boss, the short one who got the name temporarily. Easy to remember and easy to understand. The ventilation village is very windy.
The strong man's name is also a bit interesting, called Bai Gang. He sounds like a tough guy, but Meng Eqi saw his distinctive soul from the orchid fingers he occasionally twisted. Under this sturdy and vulgar name, he actually has a very weak and beautiful girl's heart.
Bai Gang is the fourth master in the ventilation village, and his main source of income in the ventilation village is their physical work. White, it is robbery.
"Then how many households have you successfully robbed so far?" Meng Qiqi recalled that they used pots and pans as weapons, and was somewhat worried about the future development of their stockade.
"You are the first." Bai Gang's eyes flashed with hope when he said this.
There are a total of three masters in the ventilation village. The eldest is the short one I just saw. His name is Bai Gao. Although he has some shortcomings in height, his brain is the most brilliant among the several masters. The second is the tall and thin man, the third master in the stockade, the only person in the stockade with a little ink in his belly, and his name is also very different, called Baihua. In the early years, Bai Hua also went to take the exam as a scholar, but in the end he was unsuccessful, and he did not dare to go back to his hometown, so he followed Bai Gao to become a bandit on the top of the mountain.
When Meng Eqi asked why there was no second master in the stockade, the three masters in the stockade all showed very subtle expressions on their faces, looking very wretched.
They cleaned up a clean room for Sheng Jiayan. Meng Qiqi watched a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and a smell of alcohol take the pulse for Sheng Jiayan, and then gave a prescription in a splendid manner. the slaves in the stockade.
Meng Qiqi watched the servant go down to decoct the medicine with suspicion, while the man who took Sheng Jiayan's pulse was drunk and slumped aside.
"Can he do it, when will my cousin stop burning?"
Bai Gang nodded: "Don't worry, don't look at Uncle Jiu's sloppyness and unreliability, he didn't miss medical matters."
Outside, Bai Gao was about to walk in with a pot of fresh, plump and fragrant fish soup. Bai Hua held him and swallowed: "Brother, we didn't drink it ourselves, we really want to give it to them, we are Even after eating wild vegetables for a month, the brothers are empty in their stomachs, the baby in the three fool's family has just been born, and the three fool's daughter-in-law has no milk..."
"Can I not know about yours!" Bai Gao scolded: "But if we don't take care of them first, what are we going to ask for money! Look at the boy inside that burns like a red shrimp, Wan Wan How can it be good to die from a disease!"
Bai Hua nodded tremblingly, and Yiyi was reluctant to put her eyes on the milky white and sticky fish soup.
Bai Gao glared at him: "Look at your potential, the second aunt still has some fish bones, you take it away and instigate it."
Bai Gao pushed open the door and went in, his short body jumped over the threshold and put the fish soup on the table.
Meng Qiqi turned her head to see it, picked up the spoon and took a sip, frowning: "It's a bit fishy."
"No, I'll try it." Bai Gao leaned over and stood on tiptoe to take the spoon in Meng Qiqi's hand.
Sheng Jiayan woke up leisurely on the bed behind Meng Eqi. From his point of view, Bai Gao's hand seemed to caress Meng Eqi's cheek. Sheng Jiayan grabbed Meng Qiqi with one hand, and pushed his other hand towards Bai Gao.
Bai Gao suddenly fell back, and the whole person rolled around on the ground.
Meng Qiqi was stunned in Sheng Jiayan's arms, looking at his hazy eyes due to the high fever, but his brows were still furrowed, and his eyes looked at Bai Gao on the ground vigilantly.
The basin containing the fish soup was shattered in half on the ground, and the delicious aroma wafted out. Bai Hua happened to push the door and entered. Seeing this scene, he screamed again and again, he threw himself on the ground, wanted to lick but held back, and finally had to stand up and stamp his feet in resentment: "What a pity! You can't throw the bowl if you don't drink. what!"
Meng Eqi quickly hugged Sheng Jiayan: "Ayan, they are helping us! You are very sick, we have to stay with them."