Chapter 131

Fat aunt nodded, "since there are so many sister Liu Hui, I won't introduce him. My nephew is a little sick. Please help her to have a look. What's the matter?"

She said, standing in the corner of a shy young pulled over, took him to sit opposite Qiao Yanran position.

Qiao Yanran looked carefully.

The boy looks very good. He doesn't look sick at all.

Qiao Yan Ran sat on the stone table, turned the pen in her hand, and said, "what's wrong with your body? When did it start? "

The young man's voice is thin, "in recent days, when I go to bed at night, my chest is a little stuffy."

He said, rolling up the wrist cuff, revealing a thin and white wrist, "Doctor Liu, please help me to feel my pulse."

One side of the Yujiang lip pucker some white.

When she wanted to feel her pulse, Qiao Yan suddenly held her hand.

She responded quickly and pulled her hand back.

"Liu Hui, am I not good enough?" Young eyes some hurt, looking at Qiao Yanran, Wei Qu Baba's mouth way.

Fat aunt took a look at the boy and said, "give Liu Hui a performance as soon as possible. Aren't you proficient in playing and singing?"

The boy nodded and was about to get up.

Qiao Yanran light mouth way: "aunt, you don't have to work hard, I still that sentence, there is a Yujiang at home is enough."

I'm kidding.

She came here to attack Yujiang, so as to complete the task and become an immortal as soon as possible. She didn't come down to visit mountains and rivers and open the harem.

Besides, she didn't like the boy's face.

Fat aunt heard here, the face of the smile completely disappeared, taut face, holding the young hand left the yard.

Yu Jiang looked at the sound of two people leaving, curled eyelashes shaking.

Qiao Yanran did not put this episode in mind, she looked at the yard full of meat, eggs, milk and white noodles, happy mood.

Tonight, you should have a good meal.

"Yujiang, you go to wash this piece of meat and cut it into large pieces. We'll have stew tonight." At the tip of his nose, Joe kept scraping the pork.

Yu Jiang came into the house with meat.

Qiao Yanran added some firewood and took out the pot from the room. After adding water, when she was ready to put on the fire, she found that the stove was bigger.

The pot for porridge is too small.

Qiao Yan Ran's eyes searched around. On the abandoned iron gate in the yard, he saw the steel wire wound on it and took it down.

Steel wire about one meter long, Qiao Yanran will bend the steel wire, made into a recommended steel wire mesh, frame to the fire.

Qiao Yanran put the pot on, because the fire was burning vigorously, but after a while, the water in the pot boiled.

just came out of gujiang with garlic and pepper.

He looked at the busy Qiao Yanran at the edge of the pot and said: "wife master, let me do these chores. Have a drink and have a rest."

"No

Qiao Yanran took the plate in his hand and said casually.

Yu Jiang moved a bench and sat beside her.

Looking at Liu Hui in the light of the fire, he stretched out his hand and held his chin. His face was in a trance.

Some time ago, he hated her so much that he wanted to kill her every day. But in a few days, his idea faded away.