Wu Dahu then looked back at the forest, and his tone almost said: "I don't know how big this mountain is, but the tiger... There must be."
Song QingHan was startled and said in surprise, "have you seen it?"
Wu Dahu shook his head, looked a little nostalgic, and said in a low voice, "my father beat a tiger before. I was born that day, so I got the name" tiger. "
Seeing that he finished this sentence, he did not want to say more, and song QingHan also shut his mouth and did not ask much.
In fact, he was also curious about Wu Dahu's life experience. When people in the village scolded him, even Wu Dahu's female father also scolded him. He didn't know what had happened before, and he would let the villagers give the evaluation of "water nature".
However, the relationship between the two is not so good now. If you ask this kind of question which may expose people's scars, I'm afraid it will bring the relationship back to the freezing point.
Song QingHan thinks all the way. When Wu Dahu stops, he reacts to come home.
Wu Dahu went to deal with the hive. Song QingHan washed star anise, dried it and placed it in a corner of the yard for natural drying.
After finishing star anise, he took a fresh Siraitia grosvenorii, cut it in half, put it into a pot, add water to boil, and then pour it into a bowl to cool it.
When he brought Luohanguo tea to Wu Dahu, Wu Dahu had already dealt with the hive.
The taste of Luohan fruit tea is fragrant. Wu Dahu does not hesitate to pour the whole bowl of tea into his stomach. His eyes brighten and praises: "it's really thirst quenching!"
Song QingHan sipped his tea with a smile, as if Wu Dahu praised himself. He was very happy.
After drinking tea, he looked to the ground and saw a white meat worm in one of the bowls. He was scared to hide behind Wu Dahu and screamed, "bee pupa!"
Wu Dahu carefully protected his waist and said, "don't you know what this is? Why are you still afraid? "
Song QingHan coughed, opened his eyes and said, "who said I was afraid? I am surprised, not afraid! "
Nevertheless, he did not dare to look in the direction of the bee pupa, as if he were born afraid of the white thing.
He could not change his face in the face of bloody viscera, or he could be self-confident in the face of red and white brain, but he could no longer keep calm and calm in the face of all kinds of creeping insects.
Wu Dahu laughed and didn't refute, but he took a board from the side and covered the bowl containing the bee pupae. He said patiently, "now, come out and see other things."
Song QingHan turned his head carefully. Seeing that there were no white flowers in his sight, he finally took a breath of relief and walked out from behind Wu Dahu to continue to study other things.
"This is... Beeswax?" He picked up the yellow and black lump, which was similar to the shape of a beehive, and asked tentatively.
Wu Dahu nodded and explained, "this can't be eaten, but the beeswax obtained after melting and filtering can be applied to wood to avoid cracking in winter."
Song QingHan didn't know this. He nodded thoughtfully and exchanged the information he knew to Wu Dahu: "it's good to apply it on the wound. It can generate muscle and relieve pain."
Wu Dahu was surprised to see the beeswax in his eyes, and said slowly, "there is such a utility that the family even saves the ointment."
Song QingHan moved his eyes away and was immediately attracted by the large bowl of yellow honey. He could not help sliding his throat and swallowing the pharyngeal water channel: "can I eat this directly?"
In fact, he just wanted to eat it...
Wu Dahu took a piece of raw honey and put it into his hand. He said with a smile: "eat it. You must be hungry after a busy morning."
Song QingHan took the original honey and was about to put it into his mouth. His eyes turned and he broke the honey into two parts and handed it to Wu Dahu. He nuogued, "here, you can eat it too. It's a good thing to eat to increase your physical strength."
He guessed that Wu Dahu would not like to eat another piece. He thought that the two people would share the same piece, so that Wu Dahu would not be distressed.
But what he didn't expect was that Wu Dahu still didn't want to take over the half honey. He waved his hand and frowned: "I don't like to eat sweet food. It's so sweet."
After that, he went into the kitchen and said briskly, "I think Luohan fruit tea is good to drink. I drink it to quench my thirst."
Song QingHan took a bite of the original honey angrily, and suddenly felt that his mouth was full of sweet taste. The sweet taste filled the whole mouth and slid down the throat into the stomach, making people feel a heavy sense of happiness.
After eating up the half of the honey, he glanced up at the direction of the kitchen. Wu Dahu secretly glanced at him. He was amused. He frowned and said, "how strange is the taste of the original honey? I suddenly feel a stomachache. Is it broken?"
Hearing the speech, Wu Dahu quickly put down the bowl in his hand, and walked quickly over. He held song QingHan's waist, carefully examined his expression, and frowned and asked, "stomachache? It should not be. The original honey was just taken out. It's very clean. Was it cold last nightSong QingHan saw that he didn't believe in himself. His face sank and he put the original honey into his hand. He angrily said, "is it bad? You can try it yourself, and I'll cheat you? If it's cold, how can it happen now? "
When he said this, Wu Dahu's face showed a hesitant expression. He ate the original honey into his stomach twice and three times. The expression on his face slowed down and he doubted: "is this taste right? Let's go to the doctor and see what's going on
Song QingHan suddenly laughed, touched his stomach and said, "it turns out that I feel wrong. It's not stomachache. It's me who is full of food. It's OK. Don't go to the doctor! "
Then he pointed to the remaining honey and said, "do you want to sell these? It's worth it, isn't it
Wu Dahu hesitated: "do not sell, keep it for you to eat, this thing can meet can not ask for."
Song QingHan looked around and wondered, "then you have nothing to sell?"
Wu Dahu nodded and honestly explained, "I'll go to the fields and plant the crops. If I have time, I'll go back to the mountains again and sell things tomorrow."
At present, it seems that there is no other good way, so song QingHan nodded and was about to tell him that he would accompany him to the fields when the gate of the courtyard was knocked.
After opening the door, Wu Dahu looked at the visitor, frowned slightly and asked, "Laifu, how did you come?"
Song QingHan in the back to see that the so-called Laifu is Pearl's Xianggong, can not help but skim the corners of his mouth.
Yesterday, he entered the state of surgery, so for the words of the Laifu family, power should be a breeze in the ear, did not put it in mind, and then think about it carefully, the more he thought, the more angry he was.
He was kind enough to save people. Others even wanted to take him to be buried with him. After rescuing the person, he did not thank him. He also sneered at him coldly. He really regarded kindness as a donkey's liver and lung!
Laifu may have noticed their indifference. He lowered his head awkwardly and put his things into Wu Dahu's hand. He said, "we misunderstood you yesterday. Pearl told us everything after waking up. It's a small token. It's our thanks that pearl can be safe and sound."
Wu Dahu was holding something. He didn't say no. he turned his head and looked at Song QingHan. He nodded. Then he turned back and said, "OK, we'll take it."
Seeing that Laifu's eyes were wandering and there was no sign of leaving, Wu Dahu asked jokingly, "do you have anything else?"
Laifu quickly nodded, hesitated to look at Song QingHan, and said in a loud voice, "my husband says that his stomach is itchy. He always wants to catch it. So I want to ask doctor song what should I do?"
Hearing this, song QingHan's face suddenly became serious. He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Laifu and asked in detail: "what kind of itching is it? Does the skin itch naturally or does it fester? Did you touch water at the wound? Or something dirty? "
He asked a series of questions, which made Laifu a little confused. Laifu stammered: "yes, it should be ulcerative. Yesterday, my father saw so much blood on Pearl's stomach that she was afraid to stain the new quilt, so she wiped it for him..."
Song QingHan's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, and said in a cold voice, "I told you not to touch water? Are you trying to kill pearl
Lai Fu was startled. He waved his hand and said anxiously, "of course not. How could I want to kill pearl? But, just female father, they didn't take your words to heart, so... Doctor song, is Pearl still alive? Please help Pearl
Seeing his sincere look, song QingHan's face slowed down a little.
If he did not care about Pearl's life or death, he would not have said yesterday that he would have been buried with him.
Song QingHan took a look at Wu Dahu and calmly said, "I'll go with him to see pearl. Go to the fields, so as not to delay my kung fu. He will send me back, right?"
Laifu saw song QingHan and looked at himself. He quickly nodded and assured Wu Dahu: "yes, yes, I will send song Fu back. Dahu, don't worry, go to work quickly!"
Wu Dahu saw that they were walking towards the Laifu family, so he sighed and hid his worries in his stomach. He went back to the yard to get the tools ready. He was ready to finish the work in the field quickly and meet song QingHan before he came back.
Song QingHan walked into Pearl's room after Laifu. He was sweating and holding the sheet. He frowned and asked, "is it hard?"
When Pearl saw that it was him, she felt relieved and nodded. When she spoke, she cried: "yes, it's itchy. I want to catch it. It's hard."
Song QingHan opened the quilt. When he saw the yellow substance on the wound, he looked ugly and said: "it's purulent. Go get some high-quality wine and clean cotton!"
Seeing song QingHan's ugly face, pearl began to cry and choked: "doctor, am I going to die? I don't want to die. I survived the pain yesterday. I still want to raise bao'er with my husband! "