Chapter Eighty-Four: A sigh of admiration

Let's take it one step at a time!

Just as Wang Yao was thinking about this, the sky had already darkened, and the night was about to fall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wang Yao went down the mountain to eat at night, and as the New Year approached, the food on the table was also rich.

"Mom, do you need my help with anything?" Wang Yao knew that the New Year was approaching, and there were more things at home, cleaning, steaming steamed buns, cooking meat, and making tribute dishes, and he had to be busy for a while.

"No, your sister said, there will be a few days off, and she will come back to clean with me. Zhang Xiuying said.

"Good. ā€

At night, nearly 100 kilometers away in Haiqu City, in a quiet community near the sea.

In a villa, the mother and son sat in the living room watching TV and talking about family life.

"Mom, I see that your complexion at night is much better than during the day!" said the middle-aged man happily.

When he left home, his mother's face was still a little pale, even in such a room, there was no blood, this was because the vitality in the body was consumed too quickly, but at this time, he actually had a little blood, although it was not the same as a normal person, but this was already an extremely rare thing.

"Well, the medicine sent by Yuantu really works!" the woman sighed, the changes in her body, she herself is the most clear, this medicine has not been drunk yet, just half a day, she can clearly feel that her body has undergone a huge change, this is something that has not happened in these years, which makes her surprised and happy.

"It works, after you finish drinking this medicine, I'm talking to Yuantu and asking him to find another one. The middle-aged man said happily.

"Well, you call Yuantu home another day, and I'll make you a good meal. ā€

"That's a good feeling, but I haven't tasted your craft for a few days. ā€

Seeing his mother's health improve, the middle-aged man was also sincerely happy.

"The doctor who made this medicine is amazing!" the woman sighed.

"Well, it's a bit of a skill. The middle-aged man said.

On the top of the South Mountain, in a somewhat cold hut, Wang Yao held a book and read it quietly, and after a while, he put the book back into the grid.

Leaning back on the bed, I remembered the task I had received during the day.

This task needs to be thought of and go with the flow, most of the time it cannot be completed, and the punishment for failure is relatively severe.

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't think of any good way, so he simply went to sleep.

The next morning, while he was still busy in the fields, he received a call from his mother, saying that his father had a cough at night and had a bad throat in the morning, so he asked him to get some herbs to soak in water to drink.

When Wang Yao heard this, he immediately stopped what he was doing, went down the mountain, and returned home.

found that his parents were still busy at home, so he showed his old man that he was a little inflamed and became angry.

It's easy.

Wang Yao went up the mountain, found a few herbs from the medicine field, prepared a pair of medicines to clear his throat and remove fire, and then went back down the mountain, gave it to the old man, and asked him to take it.

"Dad, in the past two days, you've been a little confused about smoking, so smoke less. ā€

"Hmm. Wang Fenghua responded.

Wang Yao helped his parents with some work at home, and then went up the mountain again.

"This kid has some doorways. When he was busy, Wang Fenghua said to his wife.

"Doorway, what doorway?" Zhang Xiuying stopped what she was doing and turned her head.

"The medicine he brought me, and after I drank it, I felt much more comfortable in my throat. Wang Fenghua said.

"That is, you don't look at who gave birth to it. Zhang Xiuying said proudly.

Just when Wang Yao was busy on the mountain again, Fang Visitor, who made him a little surprised, came to the mountain.

Two people came, one of whom he knew and had gone up the mountain more than once, it was He Qisheng, and next to him was a young man, who looked younger than him and was quite handsome.

"Hello, my name is Guo Zhenghe. As soon as the young man spoke, Wang Yao knew who he was.

Guo Sirou's younger brother, the young man who was poisoned that day.

Thanks to Wang Yao's medicine, he was able to get out of the dangerous realm.

"I'm here to thank you. Guo Zhenghe's expression was very sincere, but this thank you was indeed a little late.

"Zhenghe went to school after he got well, and he didn't have time to come, so he rushed over after this holiday to express his gratitude. He Qisheng on the side explained.

"There's no need for this, this medicine has a price. Wang Yao said calmly, in other words, this is an equivalent exchange, thank you, or not.

"When I was in the hospital, I also spent money and there was a price, but they didn't cure me, and you saved my life, so naturally I have to thank you. The young man said.

"Hehe, let's go inside and sit. Wang Yao smiled and invited the two of them into the house.

The earth dog on the side quietly watched the two people enter the house.

"Please have tea. Wang Yao made a pot of tea for the two of them.

"Hey, good tea, Qimen black tea, right?" the young man took a sip of admiration.

"Yes. ā€

"Brother Yao, it's okay for me to call it that, right?" asked Guo Zhenghe with a smile.

"Whatever you want. ā€

"You're going to enjoy life!?"

"Sent by a friend, borrow flowers to offer Buddha. ā€

He Qisheng sat on the side, and after taking a sip of tea, he looked out the window in a daze.

The air in the hut is cold, even at noon, the sun outside is not bad, but the light shining into the room through the window also brings a lot of heat, Guo Zhenghe stayed for a long time, and he felt that the room was very cold, and he was really a little unbearable.

"It's so cold in this house, you don't have any heating equipment?" asked Guo Zhenghe suspiciously.

"I'm used to it. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Admire. Guo Zhenghe said.

Just rushing in this mountain, being able to endure this loneliness and endure such a bitter cold is not an ordinary person.

"It's over. ā€

Guo Zhenghe and He Qisheng stayed in the hut on the mountain for a little more than ten minutes, Guo Zhenghe was curious to see all kinds of medicinal herbs, Wang Yao just pointed to the nearest few ordinary medicinal materials outside the house, and did not bring the two of them inside.

The several spiritual herbs he planted were inside, surrounded and covered by these ordinary herbs, if it was an ordinary person, he would have fooled the past, but this He Qisheng beside him was obviously not an ordinary person, and he had considerable attainments in medicine, which Wang Yao could see through a few contacts.

Such a person is asking for a place, after all, this is not an ordinary medicine field, and it is not an ordinary spirit grass.

Wang Yao didn't go inside, and the two of them naturally didn't want to ask too much, in fact, they had a lot of questions they wanted to ask, especially He Qisheng, but in the end they only said two words.

"Admire!"

These two words were inspired by He Qisheng.