Lamei really didn't want to have direct contact with him, so she simply put the quilt over Dongfang's body, pressed on it with Ertong, and beat him violently, but it didn't hurt at all. After all, there was a soft quilt.
I only occasionally heard the sound of "oops, oops" inside.
Everyone was having a good time, and it didn’t matter where they were hit, it was just to relieve their anger.
The fight was almost over, and Dongfang was curled up into a ball.
Just right.
"Lamei, you go up first." I saw the two lying on Dongfang, pressing Dongfang with both hands and feet, arching their backs, letting Lamei jump on his shoulders and climb out.
Wintersweet followed the instructions, slid a few times, and soon reached the top.
Dongfang was beaten to the point of saying "Oh, oh, oh" and was out of breath. In addition, he was covered with a quilt and couldn't breathe, so he basically had no resistance.
He originally wanted to deal with a girl, but unexpectedly he met Ertong, a "tiger".
Now it was Er Tong's turn to jump out, but Dongfang was piled there like a piece of pork. Er Tong tried to step on him, but it was still not high enough and he couldn't get out.
"Er Tong, hurry up." Lamei was already urging from above.
"I don't have wings, I can't fly." Er Tong was thinking anxiously, what should we do?
"Pull this." Wintersweet thought of a way, and handed Er Tong a long bamboo pole as thick as his arm. Er Tong climbed up step by step like an ape.
Although it is a bit slippery, it is still a solution.
After much effort, the two finally climbed up. This was much more strenuous and indecent than fighting Dongfang.
The two of them had already come up, and Dongfang had already gotten out of the quilt. Ertong and Lamei looked at Dongfang with a bruised face and a swollen nose, feeling funny and angry in their hearts.
I wanted to give him some advice, but since everyone is like this, I have learned a lesson.
You have to be merciful, and be merciful. Especially now that he is looking down at him with a victor's posture and his stomach is bulging with anger. He has already won.
"Huh, stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice." Wintersweet spat and walked with her two companions towards the outside of the bamboo forest.
"Ouch..." At this time, the two walked a few steps, and suddenly their legs bent and went limp.
"What's wrong with you?" Lamei asked.
"It's okay, it's just that my legs hurt a little." Ertong gritted his teeth and said.
"Let me show you." Lamei was a little worried, especially when she saw that he also had a bruised face and a swollen nose, which were all oriental masterpieces.
Wiping the blood from the corner of Ertong's mouth, at Lamei's insistence, he lifted up Ertong's trouser legs.
I saw a hole in it, which was poked by a broken bamboo pole!
The flesh around the hole was turned out, which looked too scary at first glance.
This kind of Er Tong almost struggled with Dongfang to prevent himself from suffering a loss. Lamei was suddenly moved, and tears of distress fell down...
"You said you won't let me see it. If it gets infected, do you still need this leg? How will you farm in the future? You are really stupid and stupid sometimes." Lamei "reprimanded" Ertong and said to
For Er Tong, this is the happiness he wants.
Lamei learned some common sense about wound treatment from the mute girl. She took out the fire break from Er Tong, lit the bamboo leaves and burned them to ashes. She evenly spread the ashes on Er Tong's wound, and then tore off the hem of her skirt.
One foot was bandaged by the other two.
Helping Er Tong to leave the bamboo forest step by step...
Under the careful care of Lamei, Ertong no longer felt much pain. Mainly because he was in a good mood, he didn't care about the wound anymore.