"Ye Feng, you were deliberately teasing me just now, right?"
As soon as she found the wheelchair, Jiang Yixue raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Feng with gritted teeth.
Although this wheelchair was handmade, it was exquisitely made and had many functions, which could be said to be no less than the high-end ones that Jiang Yixue had seen in hospitals in Beijing, which cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan.
The entire wheelchair is made of purple bamboo, and has obviously gone through processes such as withering and oiling. Each bamboo is purple and feels as delicate as waxed jade, full of the exquisite texture of handicrafts.
Moreover, this wheelchair can not only be sat on, but also laid flat and used as a recliner.
Even the toilet has been prepared, and it is made of a piece of Buddha belly bamboo.
The diameter of the Buddha belly bamboo is thicker than the mouth of the pulsating **.
The moment she saw the wheelchair, Jiang Yixue immediately understood that Ye Feng asked her to get the Pulse Machine purely to satisfy his own evil desire to order her around.
"The old pervert loves prostitution, how dare I use anything he has used..."
Ye Feng hurriedly shook his head, then opened his hands and said, "Come on, I'll give you a chance to get close to this handsome guy. Carry me to the wheelchair, and let's go out and take a look."
"You idiot! You still dare to call me handsome? You're a cricket!"
Jiang Yixue pretended to vomit, but with a red face, she used all her strength from breastfeeding to carry Ye Feng to the wheelchair and push him out of the door.
But what neither of them noticed was that just as they left the room, a dark shadow quickly came in through the window, and then skillfully poured some medicine powder in a paper bag into the water cup that Ye Feng placed beside the bed.
This is…
As soon as she went out, Jiang Yixue took a breath, and the fingers that were holding Ye Feng's wheelchair were shaking constantly.
At this moment, in the middle of the yard, in addition to a pile of paper scraps from firecrackers, there was also a pig's head covered in blood.
The pig's head looked extremely ferocious, as if it had been chopped off with more than a dozen knives, and the cut on its neck was crooked; its eyes were wide open, staring at the people in the yard.
Jiang Yixue grew up in the city and had eaten a lot of pork, but she had only seen pigs running on the ground after coming to Yuanhu Village, let alone this bloody pig head.
If she wasn't holding Ye Feng's wheelchair, she would probably have been so scared that she couldn't even stand steadily.
As expected, what was supposed to come finally came!
Seeing the pig's head, Ye Feng curled his lips. After feeling Jiang Yixue trembling behind him, he quickly raised his hand, pinched Jiang Yixue's soft and boneless little hand, and said in a low voice: "It just so happens that I have been weak these two days, so I am going to make up for it. A pig's head fell from the sky in broad daylight!"
"You bastard, you're still trying to take advantage of me at this hour!"
When Ye Feng pinched her, Jiang Yixue instinctively clenched Ye Feng's hand, but she quickly reacted, pulled her hand out of Ye Feng's palm, and said angrily through gritted teeth.
Ye Feng chuckled, pinched his five fingers, and savored the smooth feeling. Seeing that Jiang Yixue couldn't even stand steadily, he pushed the wheelchair down to the yard. After walking around the pig's head, he said, "The knife skills are too bad. A good pig was killed like this. How do you feel about the dead pig..."
Before he could finish his words, Ye Feng discovered that there seemed to be something under the pig's head, so he bent down and turned the pig's head over.
"If you don't cooperate, this will be your fate!" The pig's head turned over, revealing a note.
This is the threat from Chen Haobei to Ye Feng!
At this time, Jiang Yixue finally regained her composure. After glancing at the note, a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.
Whether it is firecrackers or pig's head, the meaning is very simple, that is, if Ye Feng does not help Chen Haobei cure his illness, then the end that awaits Ye Feng is that his head will be chopped off like this pig's head.
"Your handwriting looks like a dog's crawling. You probably didn't even graduate from elementary school..."
Jiang Yixue's face was already pale with fright, but Ye Feng was still there, tilting his head and smacking his lips, commenting on the words on the note.
This damn guy, it seems that even if the sky is about to fall, he is still so calm...
Listening to Ye Feng's words, Jiang Yixue smiled bitterly and shook her head, but her heart felt much calmer.
She didn't know when it started, but she began to have a feeling that as long as Ye Feng was by her side, no matter what difficulties she encountered, she would suddenly have a lot more confidence.
Boom!
Boom!
Just then, there was a sudden rapid knock on the door.
"Xiao Feng, you were the one setting off the fireworks, I heard it and hurried over to join in the fun..."
After Ye Feng signaled Jiang Yixue to open the door, Zhao Dafu rushed in from outside. He asked with a silly smile, then he touched the back of his head and looked at Ye Feng and said, "You are sitting in a wheelchair. This is not a good thing. Why are you setting off fireworks?"
Ye Feng felt helpless.
This simpleton Zhao Dafu has two major pleasures in his life. One is that he loves to hear two gunshots; the other is that ever since Han Xiaoyun came to Yuanhu Village, he has been following Han Xiaoyun around like a lackey.
"Xiao Feng, you are not going to die..."
Before Ye Feng could explain, Zhao Dafu's eyes showed fear, and the corners of his eyes even began to twitch, as if he was about to burst into tears in the next second.
In rural areas, firecrackers are rarely set off except during festivals and during the New Year. Usually, they are only set off in two situations.
One is that someone in the family is getting married; the other is that someone in the family is about to die.
Now that Ye Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, Zhao Dafu instinctively thought that he was dying.
"Can't you just wish me the best? Can't I just fire the cannon because I'm getting married?"
Ye Feng glared at Zhao Dafu, the fool, and then said patiently: "A pig's head fell from the sky, and I set off fireworks to celebrate. Don't you know how to clean up pig offal? Help me clean up the pig's head and stew it. I'll give you half of the pig's face to eat with your wine..."
"good!"
When Zhao Dafu heard this, his eyes lit up. He didn't even consider whether it was raining or snowing, but it would not rain pig heads.
As they were talking, Ye Feng and Zhao Dafu came together to discuss whether the pig ears should be soaked in red oil and eaten slowly, or chopped into large pieces and mixed with mashed garlic for a more refreshing taste.
This guy…
Jiang Yixue smiled bitterly and shook her head, but her mouth was full of saliva because of what the two guys said.
Although Mr. Zhao was simple-minded and stupid, he was quite good at processing pig offal. A bloody and ferocious pig's head soon became white and clean, and looked adorable in his hands. Then it was thrown into the stew and made into a juicy mess.
When the golden sun sank to the west and the world returned to darkness, the yard was already filled with the smell of meat.
Just when Ye Feng was about to use chopsticks to taste the braised pig ears, Wang Xiulian came back in a hurry, first glanced at the yard, then stared at Ye Feng and said, "Xiao Feng, where is Xiao Qin?"