When Jiang Wancheng found the bamboo forest, Erlang and Sister Ya had already dug more than a dozen winter bamboo shoots.

Jiang Wancheng's eyes lit up when he saw the round bamboo shoots arranged neatly on the ground.

"So many!?" She picked one up, and the number really shocked her.

She thought that if they could dig out three or four, it would be great.

And the quality of these bamboo shoots is very good.

Wen Erlang was very proud, "Sister, these bamboo shoots are coming one after another. I can't finish digging them all. Don't we have to worry about food?"

Jiang Wancheng was convinced that Wen Erlang had hit the bamboo shoot nest.

She took a look and saw that there were countless bamboo shoot roots in the cut surface of the soil that he had dug up.

The tool in his hand turned out to be only a sharp piece of stone.

What an outrageous good fortune!

This boy is very neat at work, it would be a pity not to farm.

"Stop digging for now, let's go, let's take these back first, and tonight we'll eat bamboo shoots and stewed radish!"

Sister Ya said "yeah" and jumped up cheering loudly.

For the little girl, there is something fresh to eat. Sister’s cooking can never go wrong!

"What are you so happy about? Tell me quickly and make me happy too!"

Feng Lao, who had never returned, suddenly appeared on the bamboo forest path.

He looked happy when he saw Jiang Wancheng and the three of them still alive and kicking.

"Little girl, I brought a lot of meat! Come on, come on, let's have a big meal tonight!"

Feng Lao also carried a large backpack on his back, which was filled with supplies he had prepared for this trip down the mountain.

If it hadn't been for the heavy snow, he would have gone up the mountain a few days earlier.

In fact, the snow was so deep that an old man like him couldn't carry supplies up the mountain, and it made him anxious for several days.

Seeing that they were all safe and sound, Mr. Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grandpa Feng!!"

"Grandpa Feng, you are finally back -"

When Wen Erlang and Sister Ya saw him, they immediately dropped the bamboo shoots they had picked up and rushed over.

Mr. Feng hugged them and smiled happily.

"Okay, okay, I miss you two little guys too. Let's go home quickly and show you what good things I have brought you!"

Feng Lao pulled them and prepared to walk in the direction of the bamboo house, but Wen Erlang lowered his head and said: "Grandpa Feng, the bamboo house is gone."

Sister Ya: "Grandpa Feng, my clucking chickens and baby chickens... they are all gone. Wuwuwuwu... Wow -"

Thinking of that big family of chickens, Sister Ya burst into tears.

After all, she feeds the most chickens every day.

And they took them with them when they fled all the way in the cave.

Later, I was only willing to eat one hen...

The second brother said that they were all burned to black charcoal and could not be eaten.

What a pity, woo woo woo...

When Old Feng heard this, his expression changed.

He looked at Jiang Wancheng and said, "Little girl, what happened?"

Jiang Wancheng came over with a pile of bamboo shoots and sighed: "Mr. Feng, what they said is true. The assassins found the bamboo house the night you left."

"It's a long story. Let's talk about it first when we get to our destination."

Jiang Wancheng led Feng Lao back to the cliff.

Wen Erlang knew that the adults had something to say, so as soon as he came back, he took Sister Ya to play on the ice.

Without the children around, Mr. Feng saw that Orion was seriously injured, so he directly checked his injuries and took his pulse.During this period, Jiang Wancheng gave a brief summary of what happened during these days.

Feng Lao was shocked when Jiang Wancheng said that she actually made needles by herself and sewed up Wen Dalang's wounds all over his body.

He opened Wen Dalang's chest and examined the wounds carefully.

Feng Lao's unexpected action made Jiang Wancheng avoid his eyes in panic. Wen Chaoyan only felt funny when he saw her look like this.

Why, while he was unconscious, you could give him medicine to treat his injuries without any scruples, and even touch him all over.

When he woke up, he felt shy again?

But his eyes were gentle, but he didn't mean to make fun of her in the slightest.

Erlang had roughly said what she had done these days, and he himself had guessed a lot of hardships, but if she hadn't just said it personally, he wouldn't have guessed that she had done far more than he imagined. …

Wen Chaoyan's chest seemed to be filled to the brim with something in an instant.

Like cotton, light and soft.

But it was fluttering, but it didn't reach the bottom of his heart...

It really makes people scratch their hearts and livers, itchy and painful.

"Quick, show me the needle you made!"

Feng Lao looked at Orion's wounds with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Although the technique of suturing wounds has been around for a long time, she, a girl who had never learned these techniques before, was able to sew the wounds so beautifully without any teacher!

This made Mr. Feng very surprised in his heart!

Jiang Wancheng held two needles over.

"These are all crudely made. I really had no choice at the time. Even if they were highly poisonous, I could only risk it for Da Langjun..."

Feng Lao picked it up with his fingertips and smelled it under his nose.

Then he frowned: "It's indeed poisonous."

Jiang Wancheng looked frightened: "After being burned by the fire, is there anything left?"

Mr. Feng looked at her and smiled: "Of course there are still residues. Some poisons can't be dissipated even if they are burned for three days and three nights."

Jiang Wancheng looked at Orion with a pale face. Didn't she hurt him again?
Seeing her like this, Orion hurriedly said: "Thanks to the girl for taking the risk to save me, isn't my life better now?"

Mr. Feng shook his head: "Don't be happy too soon. Although she saved your life, you are now poisoned. It's just that the dose is small but not heavy, so there is no fear of life for the time being."

"But this poison is insidious. It will pass through the skin and flesh, and invade the internal organs over time. By the time it is discovered, it is already too late, and it will be difficult to treat it."

Jiang Wancheng became even more anxious, "Is there a way to detoxify it now?"

Mr. Feng stroked his beard and glared at her: "You little girl, you still ask such things in front of me!? Do you know who I am?"

"Hmph! I'm not bragging. Any strange poison in the world today is nothing but child's play that is vulnerable to me!"

Jiang Wancheng whispered: "...I don't know who you are...you didn't tell me either..."

Feng Lao froze.

"There's...there's nothing to say about this! Just believe it, your husband has me here, and there won't be any worries about his life in the future!"

Jiang Wancheng's eyes widened.

What is...her husband?
She glanced at Orion in panic, but found that Orion didn't even look at him.

Didn't you care about what Mr. Feng said?
Jiang Wancheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and just didn't care.

But she didn't see that Orion turned his head away, and the tips of his ears quietly turned red...

"It's up to Feng Lao to deal with the detoxification."

Wen Chaoyan handed over to Mr. Feng. He naturally didn't want to die, so he should be grateful.

Feng Lao held another bent needle in his hand and was still studying it. Hearing this, he waved his hand: "No trouble! This is my apology for not keeping my promise to you! If you want to thank me, please thank your family first. You got it, little girl.”

Wen Chaoyan could no longer pretend this time, with red ears and a sullen face, he reminded in a low voice: "Please be careful what you say, Mr. Feng, and don't jeopardize your innocent reputation."


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