After chatting until lunch, Mu Mu's mouth felt dry and he said he needed to take a rest.
The tiger's momentum was so high that he rushed into the yard and howled wildly.
He held up a small branch and swung it, wishing he could fly into the sky and escape to the earth to do anything.
In the afternoon, it didn't rain and the sun was still shining brightly.
After lunch, Mu Mu volunteered to help Wang Xinyi clean the newly picked herbs yesterday.
The two sat by the well and chatted from time to time.
The girl with braids asked: "Mumu, can you remember how old you are?"
The man replied: "New Year's Eve."
Wang Xinyi shook his hands and laughed loudly: "You, you, you, don't be ridiculous. You look like you are at least seven or eight years older than me. How can you be only nineteen?"
"Hey, you're such an adult, please stop telling lies."
"I'm not a tiger, I can let you fool me."
Mu Mu subconsciously touched the human skin mask on his face and sighed helplessly: "I am really nineteen years old, one year older than you."
Wang Xinyi's cheeks twitched, and he tried to hold back his laughter and said, "I, I didn't mean to laugh at you. Just the way you look, you do look a little anxious."
"By the way, besides age, what else can you think of?"
"For example, why was he seriously injured? What are his parents' names? Do you have any memories of the school you attended, your classmates, and your friends?"
Mu Mu narrowed his eyes and pondered, frowning and said: "The memory is very vague, but I remember a girl's name."
Wang Xinyi's eyes lit up and he gossiped: "Girl? What a big girl."
"Is she pretty or not? Is she your sweetheart?"
"If you know the name, when you get better, we can go to the town police station. I believe we can help you find your family."
Mu Muqing responded: "Her name is Lingxi."
Wang Xinyi asked: "What's your age and home address?"
Mu Mu patted his forehead and said with lingering fear: "As soon as I tried to use my brain, it immediately hurt to death. I didn't dare to think too much."
"Hey, Uncle Wang is back."
Wang Xinyi turned to look at the courtyard door, but there was no one there. She thought Mu Mu was lying to her, so she angrily dropped the herbal medicine in her hand and said, "You need to change this problem. It's not good to lie."
"Look at Huzi, if he dares to lie, my father will make him kneel outside."
Mu Mu smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not lying. If you don't believe me, go out and have a look."
Huzi heard the conversation between the two, and in order to verify whether Mu Mu was lying, he immediately slipped towards the courtyard gate.
Soon, the boy shouted in surprise: "Dad, you came back so early today."
"Wow, rabbit, there is rabbit meat to eat tonight."
"Give it to me and I'll get it for you."
Wang Xinyi was confused, in disbelief, and stunned.
She looked at the young man in front of her, then stood up and looked in the direction of the courtyard door.
A blind cat meets a dead mouse?
Or can wood predict the future?
At this moment, the girl, who had never been superstitious, was so depressed that she could not speak.
A certain instigator quickly sorted the washed fresh herbs one by one.
Set it aside if it is intact or if its roots are damaged.
Seriously damaged branches and leaves were placed separately on the other side.
"you......"
Wang Xinyi was shocked. She clearly remembered that she had never taught him this.
If so, how did he do it?
Not only can it be done, but it can be done so skillfully.
In just two minutes, she could classify more than a hundred herbs. Even a veteran like her would have spent more than ten or twenty minutes.
