Yin Jing felt that he had never been so embarrassed in his life. He was chased by wild bees and rolled and crawled. Before he could run far, Zhang Sanhua grabbed his clothes and almost dragged into a small river not far away.

As soon as he stumbled into the river, he choked, and his feet were not on the bottom and panicked. He struggled to float to the water and took a breath and was squeezed into the water.

Wild bees kept crashing into the water, and then struggled in the water to return to the sky, but their wet wings stopped the hope of life in the cold river.

The air in his lungs was gradually destroyed in the water. Yin Jing felt that he was almost going to go with the wild bees. He wanted to float on the water and breathe a mouthful of fresh air, even if he was stung. But Zhang Sanhua didn't know what he ate to grow up, and he was so strong that he couldn't break free. In a trance, Yin Jing seemed to have seen his mother.

"My mother... If I can go back alive, I will be obedient and won't make you angry..."

When Yin Jing opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the shore. The stones under him hurt, and the place he was bitten by wild bees made even more painful. However, Yin Jing was full of ease after the disaster, and he felt that the sky was so blue and the clouds in the sky were so cute.

After lying for a while, his mind was completely awake, Yin Jing got up from the ground. The pain of being stinged was clearly transmitted into his mind, and Yin Jing almost fell back to the ground.

The thorns on the wound have been pulled out, but they are still very red and swollen. Yin Jing looked around and didn't see Zhang Sanhua. There was only a small fire. He felt so aggrieved. He bit his lower lip hard before he could not cry.

I turned around on the river bank, but I still didn't see Zhang Sanhua. Yin Jing had a trailer for not planting.

The sleeping person was dead. Zhang Sanhua was a woman again. Although she was stronger, she probably couldn't carry him. She wouldn't leave him alone, right?

The more I thought about it, the more I became more likely, the more I became more angry, and my body was so painful that it was so aggrieved that I was left in the Niu Village, Yin Jing finally couldn't help but start crying.

"Oh, why did the young master fall into golden beans?"

Seeing Zhang Sanhua coming over with tears in her eyes, she had not yet felt aggrieved. Thinking that she was so miserable now, Yin Jing punched Zhang Sanhua twice when she went up.

Zhang Sanhua's originally smiling face fell down instantly, and she pushed Yin Jing into the river. Yin Jing was stunned for a moment. The water on the shore was not very deep, and she started crying while slapping the water surface.

"You have no conscience! I will dig a hole with you, and I will be stinged by wild bees. You actually left me alone!! You have no conscience, you have no killer?"

Zhang Sanhua inexplicably felt that this sounded familiar.

"Did you hear Aunt Wu's quarrel?"

Yin Jing choked, felt guilty inexplicably, and wanted to save face, "You have just eavesdropped on others' quarrels. You, a heartless self, threw me here and put shit on my head!"

"..." Zhang Sanhua was sure, "You really heard someone quarrel. You just follow them and learn whatever they say. How ugly it is."

Yin Jing also thought some words were quite unpleasant, but like "Kill Thousand Swords", they were so imposing when they yelled.

"Okay, come up and apply some medicine to you." Seeing Yin Jing stammering his neck and not speaking, Zhang Sanhua shook the herbs in his hand.

Yin Jing then saw that Zhang Sanhua had something in her hand and felt a little relieved, but she still couldn't put down her airs and stretched out her hand to Zhang Sanhua, "Help me up."

Zhang Sanhua took a deep breath and felt that the child could not spoil it. "Can you love it, anyway, I will not be the one who will get cold at that time."

Confirm that Zhang Sanhua would not help him, Yin Jing got up from the water with a little abandon. Looking at his wet clothes, Yin Jing felt very pitiful. As soon as his eyes were a little wet, Zhang Sanhua pulled open the clothes on his shoulders. When he looked up, Zhang Sanhua spit out a lump of green stuff from his mouth and pressed it on his shoulders.

"You, what are you doing!" Yin Jing almost burst out in horror, "What! Take it away! Take it away!"

Zhang Sanhua rolled her eyes and ignored Yin Jing and directly pressed the thing on his swollen bag. Yin Jing directly sucked her and felt very uncomfortable.

"This herb must be chewed to be useful." Zhang Sanhua pulled a few leaves and handed it to Yin Jing, "If you think it's dirty, you can chew it yourself."

His eyes wandered between Ye Zi and Zhang Sanhua for a while, but Yin Jing took Ye Zi and decided to chew it himself. But as soon as Ye Zi was in, Yin Jing regretted it.

"It's bitter." Zhang Sanhua looked at Yin Jing's wrinkled face and gloated, "It won't be bitter if you chew a few more bites. Come on, I'll leave all the leaves for you, and you have a lot of bags."

Yin Jing looked at Zhang Sanhua with great pain, but he had to swallow the bitterness of what he said. He finally chewed the leaves in his mouth and applied them to his arms. He wanted to open his mouth and talk again, and then he felt bitter.

I really wanted to stutter some sweet things, Yin Jing suddenly remembered the purpose of their trip.

"How is the hive? We can't get honey, right?" On the one hand, if he can't get honey, he doesn't have to cook, but on the other hand, he has suffered so much and is unwilling to accept that he can't get honey. Yin Jing frowned and was so entangled.

"I've buried it, just dig it out when I'm going to take a break."

"You buried it?" Yin Jing thought he had heard it wrong, "The wild bee didn't sting you?"

"Run over and buried it a few shovels of soil." Zhang San gave Yin Jing a blank look, "Do you think I run as slowly as your short legs?"

Yin Jing's face turned red, thinking that he was not short legs, but he was indeed not as fast as Zhang Sanhua. After holding it in for a long time, he said: "I am younger than you. When I am the same age as you, I will be taller than you."

Zhang Sanhua was stunned for a moment, thinking that the child had a real problem with his head. Yin Jing also realized that he was wrong in his words, and was both ashamed and anxious, and stopped talking with his lips pursed.

Zhang Sanhua added some dry branches to the fire and asked Yin Jing to take off the wet clothes and roast them. Yin Jing heard that it was like a cat was trampled on his tail and furred again.

"Why are you so shameless that you actually ask a man to take off his clothes!"

Zhang Sanhua looked up and down at Yin Jing, sneering, "What a man, is the hair growing?"

Yin Jing felt that he had been insulted, clenched his fists and stared at Zhang Sanhua and felt his teeth itchy.

"Okay, I'll go and see the honeycomb first. Take off the clothes and roast them yourself." Zhang Sanhua put the herbs in front of Yin Jing and touched his wet head, "Don't really be cold, the medicine will be even more bitter."

"You have to worry, go quickly!" Yin Jing lowered his head, but his ears were red.

After confirming that Zhang Sanhua had left Yin Jing started to take off her clothes and roast the fire, but when Zhang Sanhua came back, Yin Jing had just baked the clothes and had not put them on yet.

He shouted and turned around, Yin Jing was busy putting on his clothes, but the more he panicked, he became more and more messy. He couldn't untie the straps of his clothes and belts.

At first, Zhang Sanhua was standing with her back honestly, but later she was out of patience and turned around before she saw Yin Jing competing with her belt. She sighed and put the hive she was carrying on the ground, and walked up to help Yin Jing untied her belt. Yin Jing originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Zhang Sanhua lowered her eyes, she felt a sense of gentleness, a bit like his mother, who sniffed and didn't say anything.

Untie the strap and help Yin Jing put on his clothes. Zhang Sanhua felt that this kid's quiet appearance was quite likable.

"Let's go." After extinguishing the fire, he raised the beehive with one hand and held Yin Jing with the other, "It's time to go back."

Yin Jing pulled his hand and didn't pull it out. He looked up at Zhang Sanhua's eyebrows and eyes, lowered his head and told him that he was giving Ergou Brother face and not quarrel with Zhang Sanhua, so he held hands all the way back to Mr. Lin's house.

Mr. Lin was stunned when he saw them holding hands. Yin Jing quickly pulled out his hands, but Zhang Sanhua didn't care at all. He saw the hive in Zhang Sanhua's hand and the bag behind Yin Jing's neck. Mr. Lin frowned and took out a box of ointment from the room and handed it to Zhang Sanhua.

"Why did you suddenly remember to go to the jungle honeycomb?"

"Yin Jing said there was wild honey, so he made me a baked rabbit with honey." Zhang Sanhua took the box and opened it and smelled it.

Mr. Lin gave Yin Jing a stern look and said unhappily: "I don't know when the young master of the Yin family can cook."

Yin Jing laughed awkwardly and didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Sanhua picked a little ointment and applied it to the back of Yin Jing's neck. Yin Jing was jumped by the sudden coldness. Zhang Sanhua looked at him with disgust, so she simply stuffed the box into his hand and let him wipe it himself.

"Please apply first, this ointment is only one box." Mr. Lin glanced at Yin Jing, "It doesn't matter to boys, it's not good for girls to leave scars."

"You were stung too?" Yin Jing realized it and looked at Zhang Sanhua, but he didn't see any bag on his face.

"Just a few." Zhang Sanhua rolled up the sleeve of her right hand, and there were five large bags on her arm. She picked some ointment and applied a thin layer to herself. Zhang Sanhua lowered her sleeves in the dissatisfaction of Mr. Lin's eyes.

"Are you... okay?" Yin Jing spoke.

"It's okay, my injury has always healed quickly without leaving any scars." Zhang Sanhua looked at Yin Jing comfortably, "A few more, not as many as you. Young Master, go and apply medicine."

Even if it gets better quickly, it will hurt. It doesn't look like the herbs she has been looking for before.

Yin Jing pursed his lips, wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak. After hesitating for a while, hesitating, then whispered: "When you arrive in Lucheng, I'll take you to have something delicious."

Zhang Sanhua smiled and rubbed Yin Jing's head without answering. Mr. Lin looked at them silently. Yin Jing felt uncomfortable and went back to his room to apply medicine.

Only Mr. Lin and Zhang Sanhua were left in the room. Mr. Lin and Zhang Sanhua discussed the bee pupa and fry it. Zhang Sanhua nodded repeatedly.

"Sanhua." Mr. Lin still spoke slowly, "Why do I think you are so good to Yin Jing? Ergou knows how sad it is."

"Is there any?" Zhang Sanhua rubbed her fingers against her nose, "Maybe she finally met someone younger than me."

"That's it." Mr. Lin glanced at the honeycomb on the ground, "I'd say it was already like I want to eat honey and roasted rabbits. I still have a lot of honey."

"Mainly, no one did it before."

"Don't you know?"

Mr. Lin narrowed his eyes.
Chapter completed!