Wang Sun used a ladle to scoop water from the basin to rinse her fingers, and then simply pressed the wound with her thumb.
"Is the wound okay?" Liu Mang asked.
"It's okay, it's normal to be like this in the kitchen."
Mrs. Wang Sun lowered her head and looked back at Liu Mang, her right hand uneasily kneading the potatoes on the chopping board.
Now there were only two of them in the kitchen, and the atmosphere instantly became a little awkward.
Liu Mang also felt a little uncomfortable, so he kept talking to each other:
"I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good."
"I learned it from my mother when I was little."
This was the first time Liu Mang heard her talk about it since he was a child, and he couldn't help but curious: "Is your mother so good at cooking?"
"My mother is not only good at cooking, but also good at singing and dancing. Otherwise, how could she marry my father." Wang Sun suddenly raised her head and said seriously.
Through the conversation with Wang Sun, Liu Mang learned that her father used to be a scholar, but later died of illness.
When Wang Sun was a child, she also learned to read and write from her father.
Hearing what she said, the memory of the original person hidden in the deepest part of his mind was stimulated, and Liu Mang remembered some of Wang Sun's father's life.
Sun Xiucai, the most educated person in the entire Liujia Village and even in the ten-mile villages, had repeatedly failed and offended the officials in the inner city, so he stayed in the outer city in despair.
Later, a gang came to collect the fees. Sun Xiucai, who was proud and arrogant, was unwilling to pay. There was a conflict and he was severely injured by the gang members. He died of illness not long after.
"Then how do you marry..."
After all, she is the daughter of a scholar, so why did she marry a lame man?
"My father-in-law saved my father's life before." This is what Wang Sun replied.
Liu Mang couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this. Just because he wanted to repay his kindness, he pushed his daughter into the pit of fire. This Sun Xiucai was really pedantic!
Alas, they are all the cultural dross of the old society.
I don’t know why, but the cooks who just went to fetch water didn’t fetch any of them.
"Those guys who go to get water are so slow." Liu Mang couldn't help complaining.
"Is it dangerous for you to send escorts?" Wang Sun asked curiously.
Mentioning this, Liu Mang suddenly became energetic. He smiled and said: "In most cases, you will not encounter danger, but sometimes you will encounter bandits, water thieves and even some sect scum who want to rob your goods."
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"At that time, you have to risk your life with a knife. If you don't hack them to death, you will be hacked to death."
Wang Sun's beautiful eyes widened when she heard this, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands.
"So dangerous?"
"Fortunately, all the enemies I have encountered so far have been hacked to death by me." Liu Mang said lightly.
"You are so awesome." Wang Sun said with sincere admiration, "I feel like they are all afraid of you."
"What about you?" After saying this, Liu Mang regretted it.
"...I'm not afraid." Mrs. Wang Sun lowered her head and couldn't help but knead the potatoes with her hands.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Liu Mang felt it was time to leave.
"I'm leaving first, you continue to work."
He had just turned around and not taken a few steps when he heard a slight voice coming from behind.
"Thank you."
Liu Mang paused, did not turn around, but continued to walk out the door. He knew what Wang Sun was thanking.
"We are all neighbors, why are you so polite?"
Liu Mang suddenly thought of the memories that popped into his mind when he broke through the limits of his sword skills.
When the original person was very young, Mrs. Wang Sun helped him more than once and said this.
Are some of his subtle perceptions of the Wangsun family, similar to those of pure friends, also influenced by the original person?
After Liu Mang left, the cooks in the kitchen came belatedly and handed the cotton cloth to Wang Sun.
"Well, cotton is harder to find. It took me a long time to find it," said a cook.
"Thank you, but it's okay. There is no blood coming out of the wound." Wang Sun replied.
She felt her face getting hot inexplicably, so she lowered her head and continued chopping potatoes, not daring to look at the other people in the kitchen.
…
Arriving in the courtyard, Liu Mang continued to wander around with nothing to do.
"Where's Hall Master Mei?" Liu Mang asked someone who didn't have any escorts.
"Hall Master Mei has gone home to take care of his grandson. He hasn't been to the hall for many days."
"I have a grandson so soon." Liu Mang thought that Hall Master Mei was only in his forties, but getting married very early these days, and it was normal for him to have a grandson at his forties.
"I heard that Hall Master Mei has the idea of retiring. I mentioned it to the gang leader before, and the gang leader agreed." Qi Quan came over and said.
"If I were Hall Master Mei, I would earn enough money to spend in my lifetime, and I would have many children and grandchildren, and I would not want to live a life of licking blood anymore," Ban Yang said.
"Then Mr. Liu will be promoted to the hall master soon?" Lin Hanlin's eyes lit up.
If Liu Mang becomes the leader of the hall, the position of holding the flag will be vacant. Will he have a chance?
He looked at Qi Quan, Ban Yang, and Cai Binwen next to him, and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. His qualifications were still too junior.
Liu Mang said nonchalantly: "The hall master holds the flag, it doesn't make much difference."
Anyway, I have to leave sooner or later, so what if I become a gang leader?
At this time, he seemed to have caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye, and then shouted: "What are you doing here! Start practicing for me!"
Then he lightly kicked Lin Hanlin on the butt.
Lin Hanlin said loudly: "I will obey the orders of the flag master!"
Snapped!
After saying that, he punched the wooden stake of humanity hard!
Qi Quan and Ban Yang picked up the Splashing Wind Knife, and soon they were fighting together. The dance was full of excitement and excitement.
The others were boxing, doing leg dances, and practicing swordsmanship. They all instantly entered an extremely serious state.
Liu Mang folded his hands in front of his chest, with a serious expression, standing there like a giant Buddha, coldly supervising the crowd present.
On the other side, a group of people from the kitchen lined up, preparing to go out together to get food.
Seeing the lively atmosphere in the training ground, the cooks discussed:
"Master Liu is so majestic!"
"That's right, look at that Fatty Du. He usually shows off a lot in front of us. When he sees Mr. Liu, he's like a mouse seeing a cat."
"If I can sit in the position of holding the flag, my life will be worth it!"
"In your dreams, you can have everything."
At the back of the crowd, several women wearing uniform blue short skirts were walking together, including Wang Sun.
She also looked towards the practice ground and naturally saw Liu Mang's majestic appearance.
"So he is really that powerful?"
Mrs. Wang Sun couldn't help but think. Although she had seen Liu Mang every day in the village before, she had never seen Liu Mang like this.
…
In the evening, Liu Mang went to Sanhetang Chicken Farm.
His strength has improved since he came back this time, and he wants to try to see what the threshold is for killing chickens now.
The results were gratifying. Compared with the last time when he killed about 300 chickens, his violent temper would appear. This time, it took more than 500 chickens to be killed before the violent temper appeared.
It provided him with an energy value of 17, bringing the total energy to 386.
"It seems that I have to come to the chicken farm every day from now on. Qi Dazui's chickens are not enough to kill." Liu Mang thought, "In about a week, I will be able to accumulate enough energy to advance to the third level of Chizhu Gong.