You have no sincerity at all, anyway, you have to feed this king, right
This king is a patient, and he is too sick to die!
He also said that he was sincere, and that he would not eat it before. Is it true that the temperature is high, and will it burn the king
When Second Young Master Nangong heard these conversations, he felt that the male protagonist in the story was simply... It left him speechless!
Nangong Er Shao pricked up his ears and listened intently, while complaining disdainfully in his heart.
He didn't know at all that the arrogant male protagonist he complained about was actually the former him.
After Nangong Ershao regained his memory and recalled the scene in front of him, it would be very, very exciting. Of course, we can't see this wonderful scene yet.
Su Luo told the story to a heartwarming scene, and said: "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the explanation next time."
These villagers who listened to the story were very simple, and although they still wanted to hear it, they were very obedient, lifted up the bench, and reluctantly said goodbye to Su Luo.
Because of the storytelling, Su Luo's popularity in Tianyuan Village has exploded, and now she is the most popular person in Tianyuan Village, no one.
Because the whole village, from top to bottom, from old to young, became her little fans because of this story.
It's not because of how good the story of Su Luo is, but because these villagers have never been in contact with the outside world, so any stories outside are very novel to them.
Hearing Su Luo escorting the villagers away one by one, Nangong Er Shao coughed lightly and lay back on the bed.
He hadn't eaten for a day, so that girl Su Luo would come in and take care of her, right? The second young master of Nangong, who suddenly became naive, thought to himself.
But waiting left and right, but waiting for Su Luo to close her own door with a bang, and the sound of turning off the lights to sleep... Nangong Er Shao suddenly became angry again!
But he couldn't pull his face down to look for Su Luo, so he could only be sulking with himself.
After two consecutive days of sulking, Nangong Ershao's face could already be described as the bottom of a pot, it was simply too dark.
With a dark face, he did not wait for Su Luo.
Because this day, something happened.
Last night, Wang Xiaohu didn't know where to play. He came back soaked in water, and after a sleep, when he woke up, he was dazed and dizzy.
Xiaohu his mother reached out and touched his forehead, God!
The little tiger girl almost fainted.
Because she found that the temperature on Xiaohu's forehead was so high that it was hot enough to bake egg pancakes.
Su Luo went into the mountain to collect herbs, but did not know about Wang Xiaohu.
At this time, Wang Xiaohu's mother was already panicking.
You must know that there are no doctors in the village for generations, and for them, the wind-cold disease is a terminal illness!
Few people in the village contract the cold, but those who get the cold are miserable.
It would be fine if it were an adult, but Xiaohu is only four and a half years old...
After learning of Wang Xiaohu's illness, the entire village was dispatched, and everyone was deeply sympathetic but powerless.
At this time, the aunts, aunts, and mothers-in-law in the village, with a basket in their hands, shoved things into the arms of Xiaohu and Xiaohuniang.
"These are five eggs from my family. I haven't eaten them for a long time. Xiaohu, take them. Go to the mountains to eat them well and make up your body."
"Xiaohu, these are the tiger-toed shoes that my mother-in-law made for you. The soles are soft. You go to the mountains and wear them well, ah?"
"Little Hu Niang, this is a few kilograms of soba noodles from my family. You can keep it. It will be difficult to live in the future, alas."