"Hey, I'm explaining something to you, a fool, but you don't understand what I mean..."
"You think that since we are husband and wife, we need to be husband and wife, but you don't want to be husband and wife with me because of your father's compulsion?"
The man hesitated and said a lot, and Qin Meng's nephew instantly understood what he meant.
"Um."
Wang Mingshu nodded subconsciously, then reacted and looked at Qin Meng's nephew in surprise.
Isn't she stupid?
"What are you looking at? I'm already fine. You don't need to look at me like I'm a fool."
Qin Meng's nephew rolled his eyes at the man, turned over and looked out the window.
Wang Mingshu: "..."
There was a moment of silence.
What's wrong with this? It's okay as long as it's agreed. Could it be that I'm planning a wedding for her.
"Your father is still outside listening to the door? He won't leave unless you make some noise."
The man stood there like a wooden stake, looking at her as if he had seen a new world. Qin Meng's nephew was unwilling to do so.
"Wang Mingshu, why are you standing there stupidly, shaking the bed!"
Wang Mingshu struggled for more than ten minutes before stopping at Qin Meng's nephew's signal. Then he heard Wang Jun's satisfied laughter in the yard.
"Haha, son, it's still early. You two should lie down for a while, and I'll cook for you..."
Wang Jun was really happy.
His son and his daughter-in-law have consummated their marriage, and he will be able to have his grandson soon.
"You damn girl, the sun is shining on your butt and you still can't get up. Let's boil the water, clean the pot, and get some cornmeal..."
He glanced at the girl's door, sighed helplessly, and walked towards the kitchen.
"Forget it, I'm happy today. I washed all the remaining rice and simmered it for dinner."
Wang Mingshu let out a sigh of relief when he heard his father leaving. But when he raised his eyes, he saw Qin Meng's nephew who was looking straight at him.
"You, what are you going to do."
Qin Meng’s nephew was extremely impressed by her husband, Wang Jun, a simple farmer.
He has messy short hair, a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a big mouth. As long as his body is exposed, he is dark and swarthy.
But this Wang Mingshu looks nothing like his father.
Slightly longer hair, neatly styled in three-quarters length, and an oval face, fair and fair.
He wears a pair of glasses under his big eyes and double eyelids, making him look very bookish.
At first glance, he doesn't look like a villager at all, but more like a cultural person in the city.
"Are you your father's biological son?"
Wang Mingshu was stunned for a moment when he was asked. He thought she was going to say something after seeing it this way. After waiting for a long time, he actually asked such an irritating sentence.
“Have you never heard of a girl’s father’s identity?”
Wang Mingshu glared at Qin Meng's nephew.
When he came to the cabinet, he took down the photo frame on it and came to Qin Meng's nephew angrily, pointing at the photo above.
"Look, this is my mother. A son follows his mother. My mother and I are just carved out of the same mold."
Qin Meng's nephew took a look at the photo and deliberately made Wang Mingshu angry.
"Ah, that's it. Who told you to wake up early and tell me I look scary?"
Wang Mingshu was stunned again.
Only then did I understand.
This woman was always cheerful and had a good personality before she became ill.
Why did he suddenly recover from his illness? Not only did he have a bad temper, but he still had a vindictive nature.
"My mother said that people should study more and be educated to be well-educated. They cannot be like my father."
"I don't understand anyway. I like to study. I have to take the college entrance examination and go to university so that I can start a career..."
"Okay, okay..."
Qin Meng's nephew waved his hand impatiently, showing no interest in such chicken soup for the soul at all.
After all, only by doing things down-to-earth can one be recognized by everyone and live a good life.
"I'm not interested in your lofty ambitions. I just want to know what happened after I was poisoned and how I became like this."
Qin Meng's nephew patted his arm, and then unconsciously patted the waist of the bucket.
Wang Mingshu frowned and looked at Qin Meng's nephew, explaining as he probably didn't know what was going on.
"I only know that you were poisoned and it took a long time to be rescued after you were sent to the commune."
"You'll be fine after you come back and rest for two days, but you're just a little confused, and you're very gluttonous. You can eat..."
"Hand me the mirror."
The hand holding his waist unconsciously touched his chin.
Is it possible that her nephew Qin Meng got all this fat?
"Give."
Wang Mingshu was not angry at all at Qin Meng's nephew's commanding tone.
He did as he was told, took the mirror, and handed it to Qin Meng's nephew.
"This this."
Qin Meng's nephew looked at himself in the mirror, looked at this ugly face carefully, and analyzed the situation at this time.
The flesh on his body may have come from eating.
But such heavy hair and blackened skin cannot be eaten. It must be poisoning, which causes endocrine disorders and leads to excessive secretion of male hormones. Gluttony is caused by toxins that affect the central nervous system and cause confusion in the cerebral cortex.
She nodded slowly, confirming that this was a sequelae of poisoning.
Then he turned to look at Wang Mingshu, who was a little thin. He felt a little embarrassed when he remembered that he had been eating and drinking at their house for free this year.
"Thank you for that."
"Um."
We don’t know why this person wants to thank you. Wang Mingshu feels that as a scholar, there is nothing wrong with saying thank you to someone who has just recovered from a serious illness.
"Well, I know you love reading, and I still want to take a nap. Just call me when you're eating."
Thinking of the spring water, Qin Meng's nephew sent him out on the pretext of letting him go out to study.
Although she had been hungry for a long time, Qin Meng's nephew could still endure the hunger in her belly for a while because of her curiosity about the spring water.
In fact, this is not the main thing. The most important thing is that the rice is not ready yet.
Holding the book in his hand tightly, Wang Mingshu responded: "Okay." He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong.
Watching Wang Mingshu walk out, Qin Meng's nephew lay down again and controlled his consciousness to communicate with the spring water again.
Strangely enough, this spring water is actually connected to Qin Meng's nephew. As long as she wants to know something, she can ask questions and the other party will give her the answer.
After receiving the answer, Qin Meng's nephew sat up excitedly and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.
"This is not a spring, it is clearly a spiritual spring."
"It is still a spiritual spring worth one billion. With it, it can not only cure diseases and restore people to their original appearance, but can even help make money."
It turns out that this spiritual spring is the last billion in assets left by Qin Meng's nephew in his previous life.
Qin Meng's nephew was reborn, and the assets worth one billion came with her and existed in the form of a spiritual spring.
It can be used for her, such as treating the disease of educated youth Qin Meng's nephew.
Lingquan will consider whether it can be treated based on the current medical level. If it can be treated, how much it will cost, and it will give Lingquan of the same value.
Spiritual springs can also be used by animals and plants, and can accelerate the growth of animals and plants, etc.
