Natural disasters at the beginning, widows take space to raise cubs and get rich

Chapter 37 The Swordsman
"Not much." Chang Qing said succinctly: "Tell me about your barbecue method." They have lived in the mountains for many years, and they naturally have the skills of barbecue, but they are far less attractive than the other party's barbecue. Why is this? ?

Xia Huai didn't know that the other party's ulterior motives were not in the wine, she explained the process from washing the meat to dipping the sauce very carefully, and at the end she still had something to say, and she felt that she was more suitable for explaining, but she was just full, and she was greedy again!
Chang Qing, Chang Qing felt bitter, but he didn't say anything.

He also talked about two delicious cooking skills. As soon as the two were about to say goodbye, the sky began to cry.

"It's raining?" Xia Huai stretched out her hand to catch the raindrops. At this time, her eyes were naive and she didn't know the seriousness of the matter: "It's great, it can cool off the heat when it rains!" She measured the temperature in the past few days, the temperature in the mountains It's even as high as more than 40 degrees, let alone outside the mountains.Originally, she was still a little worried. Although there are forests and rivers in the deep mountains to help cool down, if the heat continues to rise, I am afraid that staying in the deep mountains is not a perfect solution.

When the temperature is high enough, forest fires are no fun!

But Chang Qing's face changed, and he said to Xia Huai: "It's going to rain heavily, go back quickly!" After saying these words, he ran away like a nimble monkey.

Xia Huai who stayed where she was: "."

The ancients did not deceive her, there are indeed many experts in the deep mountains!
When Xia Huai returned to the cave, before she could tell her family about the upcoming rainstorm, she saw Xia Dashan and Wang Tieniu frowning and talking about something.

Seeing Xia Huai's return, Xia Dashan breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Huai is back? Don't go out later, there is probably going to be a heavy rain outside, so stay in the cave for a while."

Zhou Huiniang sighed while packing her things: "I just prepared the pork that needs to be dried, and it's about to rain heavily. I don't know what happened to my mother and eldest brother."

Xia Dashan is also worried, but for the present plan, taking good care of his own family is the only surefire strategy.

"I reckon the rainstorm will last for several days," Wang Tieniu sighed.

"Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense!" Liu Qingyun glared at Wang Tieniu: "You'd better pray that there won't be a heavy rain, or your wound won't be easy to heal!"

In rainy days, the temperature drops and the humidity increases, which is likely to cause wound infection.In modern medical technology, infection may not be a big problem.But this is the backward ancient times, an era when a cold can kill a person!
"Fortunately, I prepared some dry straw and dry firewood in advance, otherwise there would be no place to hide when it was cold." Zhou Huiniang walked into the cave with a pile of dry straw, spread the dry straw on the ground, and planned to lie on it at night sleep.

At this time, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, like a person pouring water from the sky, and no one could be seen clearly within ten meters.

In a dilapidated temple, several groups of people hid inside to keep warm.

"Mother, it's so cold." The two-year-old Hao's face was blushing, and he curled up in Xia Mian's arms.

Xia Mian was also in a panic. They were miserable, and it took a long time for them to find a place to shelter from the rain.Although this ruined temple leaks rain from time to time, it is better than being drenched outside.

Xia Mian freed one hand to wring out the water on the hem of the clothes, while holding Brother Hao tightly with the other arm: "Brother Hao, good boy, it won't be cold if you hide in your mother's arms."

Her husband's clothes had been taken off for her a long time ago, so her own clothes didn't get too wet, but seeing Zheng Youyi's drenched body, she blinked and forced back the tears.

Zheng Youyi frowned and touched his son's forehead: "He has a fever, I have to cook some medicine for him to feed." At this moment, he was very grateful that he was a doctor, otherwise he could only watch when his son was exposed to the rain and had a fever. , Blind anxious.

However, there are not only them in this temple, but also several groups of refugees who came to shelter from the rain.

A stinking middle-aged man excitedly pointed at Zheng Youyi and shouted: "He is a doctor! Great, we are saved!"

After hearing this, the rest of the people turned their eyes to Zheng Youyi. There were surprises, explorations, doubts, numbness, and gloating in those eyes.

Soon, people rushed out from several directions, holding Zheng Youyi's thigh and wailing: "Doctor, save us, my mother is hot all over."

"Save my child, he's only six years old, he can't die!"

"Doctor, go and see my daughter-in-law, she has left a lot of blood!"

Zheng Youyi's face turned red, and his body kept moving back until his back touched the wall. Then he waved his hands, trembling and shaking his head: "I'm sorry, everyone, I, I'm not a doctor!"

The middle-aged man who was the first to speak was immediately upset, and cursed: "You are a doctor, I heard it with my own ears! Or" the man grinned sullenly, "Everyone, this doctor doesn't want to save us! It is said that the doctor has the heart of a bodhisattva, such a bad doctor, why don't we do justice for the heavens together! By then, won't all the medicine in his hand be in our hands?"

Not everyone would listen to the man's own words, some were okay with Zheng Youyi's refusal, but walked back a little disappointed, but some were so excited by the man's words that their faces turned red.

Soon, there were many people standing behind the man. They were all gearing up, saying that they were doing justice for the heavens, but their behavior was contrary to what they said.

When a person is sentenced to death by everyone, even if he is right, he can only die.

Liu Qiuhe was so frightened that her face turned pale, she didn't dare to yell at everyone, so she could only push her husband: "Father, what are you doing!"

Xia Dazhuang was a dull gourd, upon hearing this, he only silently raised his eyelids to look at the other party, and then slowly pulled out a machete from the back of his waist. The corners of this machete had some cracks, which showed that it had been used many times.

"Hehe! Are you scaring us with a broken knife?" The man was happy, and while turning around to pick up his weapon, he beckoned the people behind him to get the weapon: "You think we are scaring us?"

Xia Mian looked at the other party and then at home, the tears that had been accumulated for a long time finally fell like pearls that had lost their thread.

"Mother, don't cry." Brother Hao weakly stretched out his hand to wipe mother's tears, but unfortunately his little arms were too short to touch her.

Xia Mian wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, forced her son's face to turn away from the scary scene with a forced smile, and patted her son gently: "Brother Hao, go to sleep, it will be fine when you fall asleep."

Obviously, these words can only deceive children, she can't even deceive herself.Could it be that their family is going to fold here?I haven't seen Brother Hao grow up, and I haven't met my uncle and uncle's family yet.
Seeing a bloody scene where either you die or I live is about to start, the door of the dilapidated temple was kicked open suddenly.At the same time, a familiar voice exploded in my ears:

　I met a very good editor, so I really want the data of this book to be better, so the baby who reads the book must give Xiaoyu a lot of support!Xiaoyu will also work hard to write better stories for everyone!
　　
　
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