You have no sincerity at all. At least, you have to feed the king, right?
I'm a sick man. I'm so sick!
Also said there is sincerity, before eating will not be the fact that the temperature is high, will not burn to this king?
When Nangong Er Shao heard these conversations, he felt that the man in the story was simply What a silence!
Nangong two less ears erect ears, listening to the side, and make complaints about it in the heart.
he did not know that the man who was so proud of him was actually the one who once used to make complaints about him.
When Nangong Er Shao recovers his memory and recalls the scene in front of him, it is really very wonderful. Of course, we can't see this wonderful scene yet.
Su Luo told the story to a warm scene and said, "if you want to know what will happen next, listen to the next chapter."
These villagers listen to the story can be simple, although they still want to hear, but they are very obedient to get up to carry the bench, reluctant to part with Su Luo farewell.
Because of the story telling story, Su Luo's popularity in the rural village is almost overwhelming. Now she is one of the most popular people in the rural village.
Because the whole village from top to bottom, from old to young, all because of this story, and become her small fans.
It's not that the story of Su Luo is good, but that the villagers have never been exposed to the outside world, so any story outside is very novel to them.
Hearing Su Luo one by one send off the villagers' door, Nangong Er Shao coughs gently and goes back to bed.
He hasn't eaten for a day. Will su Luo come in and care about it? Suddenly, Nangong Er Shao thought in his heart.
But she waited for her left and right to wait, but Su Luokuang closed her own door and put out the light to sleep Nangong Er Shao was angry again!
But he couldn't bear to look for Su Luo, so he could only sulk with himself.
For two days in a row, Nangong Er Shao's face can be described by the bottom of the pot. It's too dark.
He, with a black face, did not wait for Suluo.
Because on this day, something happened.
Last night, Wang Xiaohu didn't know where to play. He came back with water all over his body. After sleeping for a while, when he got up, the whole person was confused and dizzy.
Little tiger's mother reached out and touched his forehead. God!
Tigress almost fainted.
Because she found that the temperature on the tiger's forehead is so high that it can be used to bake egg cakes.
Su Luo went into the mountain to collect herbs and did not know about Wang Xiaohu.
At this time, Wang Xiaohu's mother was already panicked.
You know, there has been no doctor in the village for generations. For them, the wind cold disease is an incurable disease!
Few people in the village are infected with wind cold, but those who get wind cold are miserable.
If the adults are OK, but Xiaohu is only four and a half years old
After learning about Wang Xiaohu's illness, the whole village went out. Everyone was very sympathetic, but there was nothing to do.
At this time, the village aunts, aunts, mother-in-law, with a basket in their hands, put things into the arms of little tiger and little tiger mother.
"This is my family's five eggs. I haven't eaten them for a long time. Let's take them and go to the mountains to eat them well and make up for themselves."
"Tiger, these are tiger head shoes made by mother-in-law for you. The soles are soft. You can wear them well when you go to the mountains."
"Tigress, this is a few catties of buckwheat flour in my house. Take it. It's not easy to live in the future. Alas."
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