You have no sincerity at all. Anyway, you have to feed me, right?
This king is a patient, very sick!
He also said that he was sincere and didn’t check whether the temperature was too high before eating it, and whether it would burn him or her.
When Second Young Master Nangong heard these conversations, he felt that the male protagonist in the story was... so speechless!
Second Young Master Nangong pricked up his ears and listened attentively, while at the same time complaining disdainfully in his heart.
He had no idea that the arrogant male protagonist he complained about was actually him in the past.
When Young Master Nangong regains his memory later, he will recall the scene in front of him. It was really very wonderful. Of course, he cannot see this wonderful scene now.
Su Luo told the story to a heartwarming scene, and then said: "If you want to know what happened next time, listen to the explanation next time."
These villagers who listened to the story were very honest. Although they still wanted to hear it, they all obediently got up, picked up the bench, and reluctantly said goodbye to Su Luo.
Because of telling stories, Su Luo's popularity in Tianyuan Village has exploded. Now she is the most popular person in Tianyuan Village.
Because the whole village, from top to bottom, from old to young, all became her little fans because of this story.
It's not that Su Luo's story is very good, but that these villagers have never been exposed to the outside world, so any stories outside are very novel to them.
After hearing Su Luo seeing off the villagers one by one, Nangong Er Shao coughed lightly and lay back on the bed.
He hasn't eaten all day, will that girl Su Luo come in and take care of her? Nangong Er Shao, who suddenly became childish, thought to himself.
But after waiting and waiting, the sound of Su Luo slamming her door shut and turning off the lights to go to sleep... Second Young Master Nangong suddenly became angry again!
But he couldn't bear to look for Su Luo, so he could only sulk with himself.
After being sulky for two days in a row, Nangong Er Shao's face could be described as the bottom of a pot, it was simply too dark.
With a dark face, he did not wait for Su Luo.
Because on this day, something happened.
Wang Xiaohu didn't know where he went to play last night. He came back soaked in water. After a good sleep, when he woke up, he was all dazed and dizzy.
Xiaohu’s mother reached out and touched his forehead, Oh my God!
The little tiger girl almost fainted.
Because she discovered that the temperature on Xiaohu's forehead was so high that it was so hot that he could bake egg pancakes.
Su Luo went into the mountains to collect herbs and didn't know about Wang Xiaohu.
By this time, Wang Xiaohu's mother was already panicking.
You know, there have been no doctors in the villages for generations, and wind-cold disease is a terminal illness for them!
Very few people in the village are infected with wind-chill, but those who do suffer from it are miserable.
It would be fine if you were an adult, but Xiaohu is only four and a half years old...
After learning about Wang Xiaohu's illness, the whole village mobilized. Everyone expressed deep sympathy but could do nothing.
At this time, the aunts, aunts, mother-in-laws, etc. in the village were holding baskets in their hands and stuffing things into the arms of Little Tiger and Little Tiger Girl.
"These are five eggs from my family. I haven't eaten them for a long time. Xiaohu, take them and go to the mountains to eat them and replenish your body."
"Xiaohu, these are tiger-head shoes made by my mother-in-law for you. The soles are soft. You should wear them well when you go to the mountains, eh?"
"Little tiger girl, these are a few kilograms of buckwheat noodles from my house. You can keep them. It will be difficult for you in the future. Alas."