Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 343 Please save my sister
The moment of tranquility was disturbed by Dabao's heart-piercing shouts.

The sound of the branch breaking and the rustling of the weeds woke Dabao who was still sleeping soundly.

He yelled from the top of the wall: "Quickly, let me down, quickly let me down."

The anxious voice finally shifted Song Yaomei's attention to Dabao.

One of his calves slid down quietly, probably because of the darkness, and he really couldn't see the situation below clearly, so he was more worried.

Even though the courtyard wall is a bit high, with his body, even if he falls, he can't do anything.

Li Sanlang used lightness kung fu, he flew up lightly, extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, Dabao, who was still shouting on the wall, had already landed on the ground.

Although Dabao's two feet were on the ground, he was still kicking desperately. Song Yaomei couldn't help laughing, "If Dabao's land is pushed down like this again, I'm afraid there will be a tunnel to come out."

Only then did Dabao come back to his senses, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.He shouted annoyedly, "Brother-in-law has such abilities, why didn't you let me down just now, which turtle was it just now?"

Before Guizi could say the words, Li Sanlang interrupted him, his expression still indifferent, "Just now you looked at the wall for so long, did you see anything inside?"

Dabao suddenly shook his head in depression, "No, they are all in the second class, I didn't see anything."

Song Yaomei couldn't help becoming worried, and looked at Li Sanlang with worried eyes. Now she really needs an explanation from him, or a reassurance, because the man just said that they will be fine.

Li Sanlang looked up at the moonlight, at this time, about an hour had passed since they went out just now.

Now even if there is something, it is all over.

Li Sanlang lowered his head and stared at the gate of Zhao's house, his tone was very flat, "Grandpa will come out soon."

Dabao snorted, snorted coldly, and sat cross-legged on the ground with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, "Brother-in-law, I didn't mean to laugh at you, although you are good at martial arts, but your words are too full. "

Li Sanlang was not annoyed, he still stood there quietly looking at the door.

Sure enough, not long after, the gate of the Zhao family, which had been silent until now, opened, and Mrs. Song came out from the gate haggardly.

He only went in for less than two hours, but his gray hair seemed to have turned white all of a sudden.

With a stooped body, he came out step by step.

Dabao rushed to meet him, but he shouted towards the door that was about to be closed: "Where's my sister? Why didn't my sister come out?"

The boy who closed the door was very impatient and waved his hands again and again, "Since your sister is married to our Zhao family, she is a member of our Zhao family, how can it be your turn to yell here?"

There was disdain in his eyes, probably because he felt that the new married woman was an enemy of the master's family, so he didn't look down on him at all.

Even Dabao felt that his sister was in danger.

He turned around, grabbed Li Sanlang's hand, bent his knees, "Brother-in-law, please, save my sister, you are so good at martial arts, you can definitely save my sister."

Li Sanlang frowned slightly, seeing him seemed a little disgusted, and Dabao even put on the posture that as long as you can save my sister, I will do my best for you.

However, Li Sanlang still looked at Dabao with a frown, and his eyes fell on his dirty hands that had just been scraped against the wall as he grabbed his clothes.

His hands were black, actually a bit darker than the coal.

Only Song Yaomei walked up to Old Master Song and helped him, "Grandpa, do you want to take a rest?"

Old Master Song raised his head slightly to look at her, his eyes were completely devoid of the aura of the past, he lowered his head dimly, and let it go.

She had no choice but to find a clean place, and helped him to sit down.

Seeing that Li Sanlang couldn't go on this line, Dabao changed places again, left Li Sanlang, walked quickly in front of Mrs. Song, squatted down, and asked softly, "Grandpa, how is my sister?"

Song Yaomei was also anxious to know, but she was afraid that Mrs. Song would be overly stimulated and couldn't stand it all at once.

His eyes were on him all the time, and whenever Mr. Song had something to do, he would immediately go up and take measures.

After hearing this, Mrs. Song paused for a while, and then his eyes gradually cleared up. After a while, he said a word, "Your sister told us to go back, come back tomorrow!"

The word "return to the door" really shocked her.

Just make up like this?

What else do you want to ask?
However, Mrs. Song seemed to have recovered. He waved his hand, stood up by himself, drove the bullock cart that just arrived, and headed home.

Everything seemed too calm, so calm and scary that Song Yaomei was very scared.

Dabao kept running after Mrs. Song's ox cart, "Grandpa, how about my sister?"

Li Sanlang hugged Song Yaomei tightly in his arms again, and whispered in her ear: "Let's go home!"

Song Yaomei looked back at Zhao Gao's house, then nodded.

Although Dabao's footsteps were good, Mrs. Song deliberately prevented him from catching up, so naturally he would not let him catch up. In the end, he returned home in Li Sanlang's ox cart.

There is still a light outside the house, guiding them home.

But this time, there was no Mrs. Li waiting for them. In the kitchen, the old village elder held his head with one hand, and was desperately lighting the beans.

Song Yaomei looked at the warmth in her heart, and said softly: "Get up quickly and go to sleep in the house!"

The old village chief opened his sleepy eyes, let out a sigh of relief, shook his head, stood up, and kept saying, "Why am I so sleepy today? I fell asleep."

He was obviously waiting for them, but the stubborn old man insisted that he was asleep.

When he walked to the door, he turned his head and said, "Your mother left you egg fried rice, which is heated in the pot through water." Then he went back with his hands behind his back.

Song Yaomei looked at his back and suddenly felt that he and Li Shi were very suitable.

It's just that it's better to ask Li Sanlang about this matter.

After what happened tonight, the three of them were croaking with hunger.

A large bowl of egg fried rice was divided up by the three of them.

After dinner, both Song Yaomei and Li Sanlang were a little unnatural, thinking about what to do next, her face turned red.

Li Sanlang has already helped her get the clothes, and put her clothes in a bamboo basket lightly. A slender hand gently helped her smooth the hair on her forehead, and kissed her thin lips, "My lady." , you go in and wash, I have already tested the water temperature for you."

Song Yaomei turned around annoyed, but this smiling movement did not escape Li Sanlang's eyes.

With a sound of "touch", Song Yaomei had already closed the door of the bathroom heavily, and she felt her cheeks were so red that she could bleed.I can feel it with my hands, the temperature on it is scaldingly hot.

(End of this chapter)