Strongest Worker

Chapter 690

"Hum, don't be hard of mouth. If you hurt me, I won't spare you." Caiyun pursed his small mouth, roasted the tweezers on the fire again, then carefully put the tweezers into the wound, and immediately frowned slightly.

Li Qing's eyes twitched slightly, but the expression on his face seemed to have not changed at all. After a while, Caiyun took out the tweezers, and a bullet stained red with blood was thrown into the copper plate on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Does it hurt?" Caiyun asked softly.

"Nonsense..." Li Qing turned her eyes and shouted angrily.

"I can't see. You're really good." Caiyun giggled at him. "I thought you didn't hurt. You don't know that the hunters in the stockade were shot, and they cried and howled when they came to me."

Li Qing groaned, "I'm a man. How can I lose face in front of a little girl."

"OK, you have great ability." Caiyun said with a smile. Her voice was clear. She turned and took out a handful of gray black debris from the gray cloth bag. With a small hand, she sprinkled it directly on Li Qing's wound.

Li Qing, who had just returned a hard face, took a cold breath of pain in the twinkling of an eye, and the whole face twisted.

Wen yangteng stood up: "won't it be infected?"

Raising his pretty little face, Caiyun glanced at Wen Yang gently and muttered with a little dissatisfaction: "Grandpa's medicine is expensive. You can't buy it with money. You spilled it just now. Now I don't know whether it's good or bad. Look at your white hair problem, I won't be angry with you."

Wen Yang's face changed, but Zhaxi's father sitting in the corner opened his mouth first: "Caiyun, be polite to talk to the guests. Such a big girl's speech is rude, which makes the guests listen to jokes."

Caiyun drum drum powder cheeks, can not help but also slightly red face, lower his head and no longer speak. Then he bypassed the thread, picked it with a curved needle and sewed the wound for Li Qing.

"I'm sorry, Caiyun is young and spoiled." Dad Tashi took a cigarette and said with a smile.

"Uncle, it's too polite. We're too busy." Deng Shi also responded with a smile, wrapped his hand around the back and pulled Wen Yang for a while, and the latter sat down quietly.

Father Zhaxi narrowed his muddy eyes slightly and continued: "this is the medicine ash I made with the prescription left by my grandparents to remove blood stasis and relieve pain and speed up the healing of the wound. The conditions in the stockade are limited and the method is a little vulgar. Please forgive me."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." several people followed and laughed, and the atmosphere eased down.

Qin Wu Chao stretched his neck and looked around, glanced out of the window, then asked, "are few people coming to the stockade? I think the locals are staring at us. Now they haven't dispersed."

"No one has come for some years, and you don't know it. There have been years of war in Longxi, and the days are naturally getting worse and worse. This place is a poor mountain and water, and several men in the stockade are dishonest. Although I warned in advance, you should be careful when you live here." father Zhaxi spit out a cigarette, and the smell of dry smoke spread in the house, It makes people drowsy. "Young people are not afraid of tigers. They are not sensible. If there are conflicts, bear more, so as not to make me a bad man."

"Nature, nature, we are guests here, of course, with the host's home." Qian Liming regained his spirit and responded with a smile.

"HMM." Dad Zhaxi gently answered, took the ash out of the pot, knocked on the shelf on one side, put it in his waist, turned and walked towards the door, "they saw you with a gun and thought there was going to be a war here. I went out to talk to some elders, and the people scattered in a while."

Father Zhaxi pushed the door out. There were only a few big men left in the room, surrounded by Caiyun and a little girl, and became dull again.

"Girl." Feng Yucheng suddenly said, "have you ever read a book?"

Caiyun cut off the thread, raised his small head and stared at Feng Yucheng. He blinked his big eyes: "well, when Grandpa was young, he swept the floor at his husband's house in the town. He was literate. He was the most literate in the stockade."

"Town?" Qian Liming's eyes brightened. "Is there a town around here? Where is it?"

Caiyun didn't seem to have a good impression of Qian Liming. Without Feng Yucheng's freshness, Caiyun replied lazily, "I still had it when I was a child, but the Xilong army came in once and was blown up. The Xilong people didn't do good, and many people died that time. Later, the Longxi army beat the Xilong army out again, and the town was so deserted."

Qian Liming sighed. He felt rather sorry and stopped talking. Caiyun collected the healing things and told Li Qing, "you've wasted time after you're injured. You need to rest for a few days and raise Qi and blood. I'll go up the mountain tomorrow to fight a pheasant for you."

Li Qing grinned: "I'm not in confinement..."

Caiyun gave Li Qing a white look, then raised his head and said to the others, "the wounded will sleep on the bed tonight. You live in the east house. It used to be my father's house. Anyway, you are all big men. It won't hurt to squeeze. I'll turn over some mats for you later. After drinking hot soup before going to bed, Longxi is very wet. Don't get sick."

Seeing this little girl is like a little nanny, with everything and delicate mind. The others can't help laughing. After tossing around all day, Qian liming was so tired that they dozed off, so he said hello to Li Qing and was ready to go back to the house to sleep.