In an instant, everyone looked towards Xiao Lingbao.
"Ah! Isn't this the lucky star of the Jiang family? She has a wonderful tongue!"
"The Grandma Fan she's talking about is Wuyanpo, right?" said someone in the village who believed Lingbao was the little lucky star. "She said this ginseng can save me, so it can definitely save her."
Jiang Qingshan asked Uncle Guaizi: "Guaizi, do you want to see your mother die like this, or do you want to try to be a living horse doctor?"
He knew very well that what could save Wuyanpo was not the ginseng stick in his wife's hand, but the blood on the ginseng.
"We have been neighbors for many years and played together when we were young. Don't worry about it," Jiang Qingshan said. "I gave you this ginseng. No matter whether I can save your mother or not, you don't have to give it back to me."
His words made Uncle Guaizi choke with tears, and he was moved and said: "If my mother can live, I will kowtow to you and ask Bodhisattva to bless your family every day..."
"Don't say these are useless!" Shen Su'e said urgently, "Hurry up and give me the medicine jar. If you don't feed ginseng to your mother, when she dies, let alone the ginseng essence, it will be a fairy. There is nothing we can do to save her."
"Okay, okay, I'll get it right now."
Uncle Kidnapper limped to the cabinet, found the medicine jar from inside, and handed it to Shen Su'e.
"Go get some more water."
Shen Su'e said, throwing the ginseng into the jar and mashing it.
After the kidnapper handed her the water, she randomly added some water to the ginseng, and then asked the kidnapper to help support her mother, intending to feed the water into Wuyan Po's mouth.
"Wait a minute!" Chen Jiwen stopped, "How can we just feed it like this? It has to be fried over fire, right? Otherwise it would be too wasteful!"
After saying that, he tried to grab the potion jar.
Shen Su'e retracted her arm to avoid him, "What are you doing? Don't get in the way. I'm rescuing people. If it's too late, it will be too late!"
"Am I in the way?" Chen Jiwen said angrily, "If you do this, the medicinal effect of ginseng will not be exerted at all. Although drinking ginseng is useless in Wuyanpo's situation, but... Hey! Forget it, forget it, You go ahead and mess around, I don’t care..."
After saying that, he stood aside and watched Shen Su'e forcefully feed the water from the medicine jar into Wuyan Po's mouth, frowning tightly the whole time.
Feeling that he couldn't stand it any longer, he walked to Li Guangzheng and said, "Captain Li, are you just letting them run wild like this? Why is ginseng so obvious? It's superstitious. The commune talks about science every day, so how can you let them run wild? ?”
"Hey, you have to do something to work hard, right? Even if you don't save Wuyan Po in the end, Uncle Kidnapper will feel better."
Li Guangzheng sighed and patted Chen Jiwen on the shoulder, "Don't worry about that anymore at this time."
"I just think that ginseng is very precious. Looking at wild ginseng that is at least ten years old, it is really a waste to mess around like this!"
When the two people were talking, exclamations suddenly sounded from around them.
"Wuyanpo opened her eyes!" a person closer said excitedly.
Others stood on tiptoe or pushed forward, "Really, this ginseng is so useful. Oh no wonder it is called the king of herbs!"
"Ginseng is a sacred herb, not to mention it knows how to recognize its owner's ginseng essence. This is really an eye-opener for us!"
Chen Jiwen turned his head in disbelief, and saw Wu Yanpo opening her eyes, covering her head and shouting "It hurts", "It hurts like hell!"
"Mom, you are finally awake," Uncle Kidnapper cried with tears in his eyes, "You scared me to death, why are you going to hit the wall? You can't be stupid again!"
"Isn't that thing that fell into the shithole bullying us? I'm so angry!" Wuyanpo said angrily, "If you still treat me as your mother, take that rice back, I'll give it to you
The rice I left behind!”
Liu Damei felt something was not good, so she wanted to leave while holding the rice, but was stopped by Dadongzi who was guarding the door, and she was pulled back to Wuyan Po.
"What's going on with this rice? We have to figure it out today! You Lin family can't bully people like this."
After Dadongzi finished speaking, Liu Damei struggled to break away from his hand, "What are you doing? What does this matter have to do with your Jiang family? It's inexplicable! This rice belongs to my family and was stolen by Uncle Kidnapper."
Little Lingbao walked from his father's side to the front of the crowd, pointed at the rice in Liu Damei's hand, and said, "The smell of rice is different."
"What, what smell? What do you know, little girl?" Liu Damei swallowed her saliva after finishing speaking, "Then, don't make me unlucky again, you, I didn't make your mother angry, I just wanted to
I just want my own rice back!"
"Uncle, the smell of rice is delicious." Lingbao said, taking out a grain of rice from the curled cuff of Lin Desheng's right hand.
Lin Desheng was surprised, "What's going on? Where did this rice come from? I haven't seen it before."
"Did you accidentally stick it when you scooped the rice? It happened to be stuck in it." Mrs. Lin guessed.
"Yes, it's possible," Lin Desheng nodded, as if thinking of something, and asked doubtfully, "But doesn't all rice taste like this?"
"No, even though it's all rice, the rice in that jar stinks, smells of mold, and is going bad." The little baby said, pointing to the earthen jar.
Everyone else now understood that the Lin family's rice was new and had a rice-flavor, while Uncle Guaizi's rice was old rice that was about to spoil. It was different.
Without waiting for Liu Damei's reaction, Li Guangzheng stepped forward, snatched the clay pot from her hand, opened the lid and smelled it, "Lingbao is right, this rice has a musty smell. It means it has been left out for a long time."
It’s rice.”
"impossible!"
Liu Damei finished speaking confidently, then stepped forward to smell it. She didn't know what to say for a moment, "What, what's going on?"
"Did I tell you? This is my rice, and it has been stored for half a year!" Uncle Guaizi cried, feeling like he had been wronged, "I didn't steal your rice!"
Everyone suddenly became excited and said angrily: "It seems that the Lin family has wronged people! It's too much. They randomly ran into other people's homes to search for things, and almost killed Wuyan Po. How can there be such a person! It's simply
bandit!"
Liu Damei blushed and defended: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. After all, my rice was robbed!"
"If your rice is robbed, you can't just go to other people's houses and rummage through things! From now on, if I get a bad stomach, can I poop on your bed?"
"Hahaha, that's right. When we have a stomachache from now on, we will all go to Lin's house to poop. Anyway, their daughter-in-law is the one who falls into the poop, so she doesn't mind the smell!"
No matter how thick-skinned Liu Damei is, she has no shame to say anything now.
Mrs. Lin was afraid of being the target of public criticism, so she quickly took Lingbao's hand and said, "Lingbao, I know you have the best tongue. Since you can tell the difference between rice, can you tell me who stole my rice?"
Who is this person?”
"Yes, Lingbao," Old Man Lin said anxiously, "I beg you to help us. This is all the fault of the rice robber. We are also old and confused and did the wrong thing. We have never done anything wrong.
I never thought of harming anyone."
The information about Mrs. Lin came to Lingbao's mind and he learned that her love value was 15. His biggest wish at this time was to find the person who stole her son's rice.
If her wish comes true, can the love value be increased? Xiao Lingbao thought to himself.