In the small hill more than 100 meters east of Liulin Village, a small lime kiln was built, which burned lime by the soil method.

It's a pity that for one reason or another, it was abandoned in a few years.

The small mountain covers a small area, and the surrounding flat land is also overgrown with weeds, which looks very barren.

"Uncle, go slowly, wait for me to take a stick and pluck the grass." ”

The stick in Ma Huasheng's hand walked slowly along the nearby weeds uneasily, a typical style of scaring snakes.

Song Ci is not afraid, the coercion on her body has an obvious deterrent effect on the beast, and generally no one dares to come to be presumptuous.

Except for the stupid dragonfly!

Just as she was thinking, a flower appeared in front of her, and the dragonfly flew over again, and it looked like it wanted to fall on her nose.

Song Ci was shocked!

Could it be that after several breakthroughs in her spiritual power, she has reached the supreme realm of returning to the simplicity of the road to simplicity, and is one with nature, so she is close to and loved by small animals?

This will not work!

If everyone became friends, how could she still say it?

Song Ci stretched his little face, pretending to be majestic, wanting to scare away this naïve dragonfly.

"I guess it's going to rain soon, and the humidity is so heavy that dragonflies can't fly. ”

Song Chun'an also found the dragonfly circling around the girl, gently and skillfully pinched one of its wings, lifted it up, and threw it aside.

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief and scratched the tip of his nose with some trouble, not sure if it was a coincidence.

It couldn't be that she inadvertently refreshed the dragonfly's favorability, right?

In order to prevent this kind of oolong from appearing again, Song Ci simply let go of his spiritual power and formed a protective shield around him, although it could not shelter from the wind and rain, at least it could block the unintentional approach of animals and plants with life and touch.

Then Song Chun'an found that he had to bow his head to avoid the sorghum ears hanging from the roadside fields, but he happened to consciously move away, as if he was being swept away by the wind.

But the direction is clearly wrong.

He looked at the little girl who was rubbing her nose in his arms, and then looked at the nephew who was exploring the path in front of him, and pursed his lips and said nothing.

Before the rain, the air was very dull, and the autumn insects chirped, which was a bit noisy.

Gradually, I could smell a little foul smell, and occasionally I could hear a few pigs humming, and there were faint lights coming through the cracks in the grass and trees, like fireflies carrying small lanterns.

Ma Huasheng took a flashlight to shine over there and shouted:

"Dad, Mom, my uncle and my sister are here!"

Song Chunguang first heard the voice of his eldest son, and picked up the sentence from afar: Jiujiu Chinese

"Got it, I'll be back with your dad right away. ”

Ma Huasheng knew that his mother had misunderstood, and added:

"Mom, my uncle and my sister are here. ”

There was a lot of commotion, and someone trotted over with a dead wind lamp.

"Anzi, why are you running here? Still holding the child. It's very buried here, let's go home quickly. ”

Song Chunguang complained when he saw his younger brother.

Song Ci called out to her aunt, waiting for her father to explain.

Song Chunan simply said what he meant, and Song Chunguang was really a little hesitant.

"Will it work?"

"Just try it first, and it won't break. ”

Song Chun'an replied very blisterly.

Song Chunguang thought about it, but still didn't agree.

"Forget it. This is really not fun, the pig is pulling and spitting, it's too dirty, don't touch this. ”

Song Chunan instinctively frowned.

Song Ci took the initiative to ask:

"Auntie, we who study medicine can't be afraid of dirty, any kind of patient can be encountered in the future, and everything that should be saved will be saved, I'm not afraid.

Tell me to try it. If the pigs were all right, I wouldn't dare to come blindly. This is a rare opportunity to practice mobile phones, anyway, no matter how I treat it, it won't be worse, my aunt won't be reluctant, right?"

Song Ci didn't mention that if it could be cured, she didn't believe it herself.

She really just came to try.

Since the last time she tried to use mental power to dredge blood clots, and it was effective, she has a lot of ideas about the use of mental power.

For example, in the later literary and artistic competitions, she integrated her spiritual power into her voice to enhance her expressiveness and competitiveness, which was a good attempt.

But in comparison, it is only a small road, and it cannot be compared with curing diseases and saving people.

She actually has a small regret in her heart, she didn't have good medical skills, and the last time she was lucky enough to see that year-old friend, she couldn't help delay the symptoms, even if it was good to relieve the pain.

Alas, the Si people are gone, the past cannot be traced, and she has to work hard from now on.

Studying medicine requires qualifications, she is too young to practice with patients, so let's show the pig first?

Anyway, it doesn't look bad, right?