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70.Episode 70
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Seeing my mother-in-law was still crying, Yang Ershu became even more flustered, not knowing what to do, and kept saying: "Get up, don't be like this."
Song Juan ignored the flowers and cried while scolding, causing headaches.
Yang Shifeng looked at his second uncle at a loss, and shook his head secretly. The second uncle is a good man, but he has no choice but to meet his second aunt. Every time he compromises, he will be crushed to death by the second aunt for the rest of his life.
But you can’t always let the second aunt cry in your own house. Grandpa needs to rest. Yang Shifeng is going to persuade him. Unexpectedly, the old man in the house has heard it and roared on the bed, "Yang Ershi, you want to Am I willing to be so angry!"
Yang Ershi is the name of Yang Ershu.
The old man's roar stopped Song Juanhua's crying for a while, but it was only a moment, and then the one who should cry is still crying, and the one that should be crying is still trouble.
She doesn't pay attention to the old man at all.
Uncle Yang was reprimanded, and used his great effort to pull people, "Stop making trouble, Dad has woken up."
Song Juanhua rolled to the ground, "What am I making trouble, can't I be fair to me after being bullied? Your father can't be partial!"
"I...I..." Yang Ershu was sweaty with anxiety.
At this time, the old man's voice came from the room again, "Shi Feng, come in and carry me out. I'll see if she is going to be mad at me."
Yang Shifeng hesitated, then went into the house, took Grandpa Yang out, and sat on a chair covered with clothes.
Second Uncle Yang lowered his head in shame when he saw his paralyzed father. He has no face to see his dad, his dad is sick, he can't pay for medical treatment, not to mention that even his nephew is responsible for the service, and he is not filial.
Seeing his second son, who was always the same as Vinono, Grandpa Yang snorted angrily. Why did his Yang family appear such an unpromising species, it is simply embarrassing!
At this time, Grandpa Yang didn't know that another person in his Yang family who listened to his daughter-in-law's words more than Yang's second uncle was about to look forward to his daughter-in-law, and that was his beloved grandson Yang Shifeng. When Grandpa Yang later found out, he could only sigh helplessly. Fortunately, grand-daughter-in-law and second daughter-in-law were not the same shrews.
Old man Yang patted his legs heavily, "My second child, what do you want? Is it shameful to have you wandering around at your nephew's house like this?"
It’s a pity that Song Juanhua didn’t put this old man about to get into the soil at all, and she didn’t understand what she said. She just emphasized one sentence, “I don’t care. Up!"
Old man Yang was so angry that he stroked his chest, and said angrily: "You might as well just ask Shi Feng to give you money!"
Song Juanhua stopped crying, hummed and said nothing, but she also acquiesced.
Grandpa Yang used his finger to point Song Juanhua, and then second Uncle Yang, "Look at your good wife! My nephew wants to pit! For so many years, your nephew has been raising me, an old man, how are you so embarrassed!"
Uncle Yang became more faceless, lowered his head and dared not look at his old father.
Song Juanhua didn't have any scruples, and said confidently: "Who makes your second son useless, and can't even support your daughter-in-law and children, how can you be able to support you?"
"You! You!" Grandpa Yang trembled with anger.
Yang Shifeng hurriedly caressed him back, and angrily scolded Song Juanhua, "Second aunt, if you get angry with Grandpa again, don't blame my family for not welcoming you!"
Being scolded by a junior like this, Song Juanhua was very shameless. She grabbed a small bench beside her and snorted out baldly. Unexpectedly, the bench rolled all the way to the eleventh foot and was stopped by the eleventh foot.
If she didn't pay attention just now, she would hit her foot.
Eleven swallowed the last bite of tomatoes in his mouth, raised his eyelids, threw out the rest of the medicine in his hand, and threw it straight on Song Juanhua’s face, and then slid off her face, leaving a red juice .
Song Juanhua cursed, "You bitch"
However, before she finished speaking, she was squeezed her chin by Eleven who didn't know when she was bullied, and she didn't know how she moved. Song Juanhua's chin became crooked and her saliva was straight after hearing a click.
The room suddenly became quiet, only Song Juanhua whimpered.
The others looked at eleven dumbfounded.
"It's so noisy." Eleven wiped his hands and turned to Yang Shifeng, "Anything else? Can I still eat another tomato?"
Yang Shifeng nodded blankly, looked back at the second aunt with her mouth tilted, and went to the kitchen to get another big red tomato for Eleven to eat.
On the eleven, I got the tomatoes again, sat down contentedly, and ate, but when I saw Song Juanhua like that, I felt it was too annoying, so I screamed at Second Uncle Yang, "If you don't take her home, I'll give her again. "
Uncle Yang glanced at the people present with complicated eyes, sighed, pulled Song Juanhua and walked out, not to say more.
When the house finally recovered its quietness, was satisfied with Eleven.
Yang Shifeng frowned and asked eleven: "Eleven, second aunt, is she okay?"
Eleven shook his head while gnawing at the tomatoes, "It's okay, it's just a temporary dislocation, and it's all over."
Hearing that Yang Shifeng breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Eleven’s second aunt would hurt her, and he would be confused by the time. It seemed that Eleven had a sense of measure.
Grandpa Yang stared for eleven for a while, then turned his gaze to Yang Shifeng, "Shifeng, this..."
Yang Shifeng wiped his face and said to his grandfather: "Master, she has been strong since she was a child on eleventh, and she is not the same as us."
"Oh, that's it." Grandpa Yang nodded, feeling a bit complicated. However, thinking that this little girl could be regarded as helping her grandson to solve the trouble, no matter what, it's all good. He cares about so many things, then said: "Shi Feng, grandpa can't sit still, you can carry grandpa back to the room and entertain the little girl."
Yang Shifeng nodded, went forward and carried Grandpa Yang back to the room.
Wait until it comes out again. Eleven has already settled the tomatoes in his hand.
Yang Shifeng: "I can't eat this after eating it? I will be able to have dinner soon. Now I can't eat it after I'm full."
Eleven touched her belly and nodded. She still wants to keep her belly to eat fish.
Eleven squatted beside Yang Shifeng watching him deal with the fish, and said casually: "Is your second uncle afraid of your second aunt? That kind of wife still doesn't clean up?"
Yang Shifeng smiled helplessly, "No, it's just that the family was poor at the beginning, and the second uncle finally found the second aunt, and the second aunt gave him several children. If the second aunt leaves, no one will take care of the children." More importantly, it is difficult for the second uncle to beg his wife, which is why the second aunt is so confident.
Eleven pouted, noncommittal.
On the eleven, I remembered Yang Shifeng’s grandfather who had just seen him. Seeing that Yang Shifeng made some good food for her, it was rare for him to actively and caringly ask, "What's wrong with your grandpa?"
Yang Shifeng: "When I was very young, my grandfather went up the mountain to chop wood. When I encountered a heavy rain, he fell off the slope. When I found it, it was too late. The doctor said that there was no help. Since then, my grandfather's lower body has not been conscious. Up."
Oh, it turned out to be paralyzed, eleven wondered, "Can the doctors cure it all?" The lower body paralysis caused by a small wrestling can't be cured?
Yang Shifeng shook his head in frustration, "I have seen a lot of doctors, even in the city, I have been drinking medicine, but there is still no improvement."
In the blink of an eye, the world's medical skills are too bad, right? Can the doctors in the city cure it? However, vaguely looking from the history books, it seems to say that ancient medical skills are very backward, and even a woman giving birth is like a trip through a ghost gate. If the paralysis cannot be cured, it is understandable.
Hey, it seems that this era also has its downsides.
However, paralysis is a small problem for her. Although she does not have all kinds of medical equipment now, her Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine, and her most commonly used silver needle is also on her body. If she wants to cure Grandpa Yang Shifeng’s legs, it’s not at all. problem.
But the problem is, apart from her consistent principle, she never does anything to lose, the other is not to be nosy, then should she take the initiative to help his grandfather treat it?
Eleven stared at Yang Shifeng's face and thought.
Yang Shifeng was staring at me for a long time, his face was quietly hot, and he kept asking: "You...why are you staring at me?"
Eleven did not speak, and his eyes moved to the fish in Yang Shifeng's hand.
To be honest, although he doesn’t know exactly what this person thinks, he does treat her very well. Not only did he live with her, but he also bought her a clothes tub, and he cooked such delicious meals for her, so he was considered her. Take advantage. Although she is not a good person, she is not a person who owes favor to others. She helped his grandfather heal his leg, which is considered to be a return of his kindness.
Eleven patted Yang Shifeng, "I will treat the illness, let me show your grandpa his legs."
At this moment, Yang Shifeng, who had been chasing a deer, stopped suddenly and stared at the front blankly. The right hand holding the bow and arrow was clenched unconsciously, and the prominent Adam's apple rolled up and down.
Yang Shifeng felt that he seemed to have hallucinations, otherwise, why was he obviously chasing after the deer, and suddenly the deer was gone, replaced by a...little fairy?
The smooth and shiny hair is like the best silk and satin on the shoulders. The white and moisturized skin looks like a good gel. The delicate facial features are all beautiful, especially the deep and crystal eyes. Can suck people in.
What a nice view......
Yang Shifeng has never seen such a beautiful woman, so beautiful that he can't even imagine it. Does such a woman come to the world as a fairy from the sky?
Eleven also quietly stared at the strange man in front of her without speaking. At this moment, her mind was a little confused. The last moment she was clearly in a pile of zombies, and finally could not break through. She was bitten to death by the Zombie King, and her consciousness accompanied her whole body With a little bit of strength pulling away, she will never forget the feeling when she was dying.
She can be 100% sure that she is not saved, because the zombie king’s poison has not yet been studied for an antidote, and she will undoubtedly die, but why is she here if you open your eyes?
Eleven calmly glanced at the surrounding environment, and the more looked at it, the more suspicious became. This vegetation is too strange, as if all have shrunk countless times, but it is like the loss she saw in the history books of the end times. The appearance of the plant before the outbreak.
According to records in the Records of the End of the World, in the fifth year of the end of the world, the global plants have mutated, and all are aggressive. With the variation, the appearance of the plants is also very different from the original. A large tree can grow to more than 100 meters. The leaves can be as big as a human face, and you can be attacked if you don’t pay attention. Of course, this is normal for eleven. After all, the plants she has seen since birth are like this, but the plants she sees now. It makes her very unaccustomed.
Eleven lowered her head to look at her current appearance, and found that she was still wearing the combat uniform she was dying, and the blood stains on her black boots were still there, and the long needles and scalpels she never left her body were also quiet. The ground was tied to his waist, except for the wounds caused by the battle, everything else was the same.
What is going on here?
As the only living person present besides her, Eleven had to cast his gaze on the dumb-looking man before him again, and looked calmly.
A pair of shoes woven with straw that have never seen before is wrapped in a pair of rough big feet. Above the big feet are rough cut black coarse trousers. Above the trousers are the same rough tops, only one wrinkled pair is used. The cloth strips were randomly tied around the waist, but unexpectedly highlighted the strong chest, which was full of explosive power at first glance.
However, these are not the most important. The most important thing is that the man in front of him has long hair longer than her. He is tied with a cloth sliver to form a bun, and he is holding a weapon in his hand. One realization, called bow and arrow, is said to be a weapon that people used to attack long, long ago, when the earth was still a feudal age. But this is only read in the history books, 11 has never seen anyone use this thing in reality, this thing is too old.
The more she looked at Eleven, the more she felt that the current environment was too weird, and the man in front of her was also weird. All of this was not the environment she was familiar with.
Intuition made Eleven put away the thorns on her body, stared at Yang Shifeng with the most kind eyes, and asked, "Where is this place?"
The crisp and moving but slightly indifferent voice shocked Yang Shifeng, who had always felt that he was hallucinating. He recovered a little, but when he was stared at by those beautiful and attractive eyes, his whole body became uncomfortable again. The ears were also quietly red, and the eyes were taken away from the good-looking face in a daze, and they could only be placed on the ground casually. This was the answer to Eleven's words, "Here...this is Shiyun Mountain."
"Shiyun Mountain?" Eleven thought back in her mind, and she was sure that there was no such mountain as Shiyun Mountain. A bold and surprising suspicion popped up in her mind: This does not seem to be the world she originally lived in.
Eleven's eyes darkened, suppressing the suspicion in his heart, looking at the blushing man in front of him who was at a loss, smiled and asked, "Can you tell me, who are you?"
Yang Shifeng raised his eyes and saw that the little fairy was smiling at him, her face became hot, and she took her gaze back again, but in her heart he cursed that she was not good for anything. Isn't it just talking, she didn't even dare to look at anything. I haven't seen this problem in myself, but, but, forget it, he still doesn't watch it.
"My name is Yang Shifeng, and I am a villager in Baiyun Village down the mountain. I...I came up the mountain to hunt, and suddenly... I saw you." Yang Shifeng finished his speech and scratched. Scratching your head, you feel embarrassed, and you can’t say anything. People must think you’re weird, right?
Eleven didn't care about Yang Shifeng's embarrassment, she just silently thought about his words in her heart.
Baiyun Village? hunt? In addition to the bows and arrows in the hands of the men in front of me, and this is obviously an ancient costume in the ancient history books, even if it is unbelievable, Eleven has to come to a very absurd conclusion: she seems to have come to the history books. It's ancient....
In order to confirm what was in his mind, Eleven simply asked the question that best proved the matter: "Then, can you tell me what dynasty this is?"
Although this question is strange, Yang Shifeng thought that this might really be a little fairy who doesn’t eat fireworks in the world. The little fairy didn’t know that things in the world were normal, so he honestly answered: “Now it’s the Da Ren Dynasty, the Senior Ren Dynasty. Sixteen years."
Da Renchao? I haven’t heard of it in eleven, and I don’t know if there is this dynasty in history. In fact, she has a little knowledge of history. She spends more time in the laboratory to do research, and she doesn’t have so much time to study the history of ancients that is useless to reality. Except for the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, I don’t know the other basics, but the only thing I can know is that this place is really ancient, a time difference of tens of thousands of miles from the world where she lives.