Jin Lao came back from the mountain, and when he looked at the clothes on Ning Fuchen's body, he naturally knew what was going on, and said secretly, it was really embarrassing for Wenwen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Today, I was lucky enough to pick a few plants of weeds, and one of them was more than ten years old.

After washing the mud and sand, Wenwen boiled it into a thick soup and patiently fed Ning Fuchen half a bowl.

Herb is a unique herb of the old man's peak, can replenish qi and blood, through menstruation and blood, usually no matter who has a little problem, is to go up the mountain to pick some herb to boil water, eat a few times on it.

Ning Fuchen's own aura also has the effect of restoring physical strength and healing, coupled with the tonic effect of the weed, sure enough, the wound recovered faster.

Seeing that four or five days have passed, Ning Fuchen's external injuries have all healed, but he has not woken up.

Jin Lao looked at Ning Fuchen and couldn't help but be a little worried.

He was well-informed and knew that some people with head injuries could not wake up after decades of sleep.

Wenwen takes care of Ning Fuchen's daily life every day, eats, drinks and Lazar, and has gradually become accustomed to it.

Seeing that Ning Fuchen didn't seem to wake up for a short time, Elder Jin let out a long sigh, his family was not rich, and he added such a sick number to be taken care of, and his expenses increased greatly, and Wenwen couldn't do anything else, but her income decreased.

Looking at her grandfather's sad face, Wenwen was also a little worried, when would this man wake up.

Since feeding Ning Fuchen the first mouthful of millet porridge and helping Ning Fuchen take the first bath, Wenwen's heart can no longer hold back this strange man, as long as she closes her eyes, it is his angular face and his thick lips.

Jin Lao looked at Wenwen's infatuated look, and sighed secretly in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to save this person from the outside world.

Jin Lao went out to pick grass every morning, and the family had an extra mouth, and the food needed had to be doubled, and for Jin's family, the only thing that could be exchanged for millet was this grass grass.

Wenwen was still sitting on the edge of the bed, while sewing and mending Ning Fuchen's clothes, while drinking Ning Fuchen's words, Ning Fuchen's clothes were burned by the energy gun with several big holes, and they couldn't be worn again if they weren't repaired.

"You know what? I didn't have a father or mother since I was a child, I was raised by my grandfather, and there were only two of us in our family, not even one of our relatives. ”

"We only have three surnames here, the Jin family is the least, and the Mo family is the largest, the Jin family and the Mo family are on both sides of the river, and they make a living by planting. A little farther away there is also a Mo family, they make a living from hunting, they belong to a nomadic family, they move around, they live in tents. ”

"Alas, we all hate the Mo family, but when we girls grow up, we can only marry the Mo family, not the Jin family. ”

"The men of our Jin family can only marry the women of the Mo family and the Mo family, it is said that this was arranged by the ancestors, and I don't know why. ”

"When will you wake up, you can marry me, anyway, you are not from the Jin family, you can marry me. ”

"Grandpa said you were the one who came in from outside, where is the outside?"

"All of us here know there's an outside, but no one ever goes out. ”

"But there were people outside, and legend has it that two thousand years ago, a man rowed in and never came again. ”

.........

Jin Lao came back every day, he heard Wenwen talking, at first he thought Ning Fuchen had woken up, and when he entered the door, it was Wenwen talking to Ning Fuchen.

Alas, this infatuated woman is afraid that she can't do without him.

Is this all predestined?

After Ning Fuchen's external injury scabbed, the aura in his body only flowed in his body on his own because he had no divine sense and mental guidance, and the penetrating wounds in his lungs and abdomen damaged several meridians, and the aura could not complete the cultivation of Zhou Tian, and even the Empty Energy Technique could not operate on its own.

The damage to the brain is undoubtedly the most serious, although the golden light of the Book of Heaven blocks the energy, but the powerful concussion and radiation still hurt the root of the brain.

Fortunately, Wenwen fed him several times a day the decoction of the herb, which is the best way to restore injuries and body functions.

The medicinal liquid of the herb gradually formed a warm current in Ning Fuchen's brain, warming and repairing Ning Fuchen's damaged brain.

It's as if falling from a cliff into an abyss, it's a bottomless abyss.

Ning Fuchen only felt that his whole body kept falling down, falling and falling, falling towards a dark abyss with no end.

For a full fifteen days, Ning Fuchen didn't feel anything, just seemed to be falling into the abyss.

Under the careful care of Jin Lao and Wenwen, the speed of landing gradually slowed down.

It was as if he had fallen into a cloud of mist, and the boundless clouds and mist enveloped him.

It was as if someone was calling him, a woman's voice, constantly saying something inexplicable.

The clouds slowly turned white, and there was some light.

The woman's voice was getting closer.

There was a blank space in the brain.

Without any memory, after Wenwen muttered to herself for two months, Ning Fuchen finally opened his empty eyes.

Wenwen saw him wake up, stood up happily, and hurriedly brought snowflake egg soup and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

I saw the surroundings clearly, a dilapidated log cabin, a beautiful little girl.

Ning Fuchen said blankly: "Where is this, who am I?"

Wenwen's eyes widened: "This is the Jin family tribe, you are the one we rescued from the mountain." ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm Jin Wenwen, and my grandfather went up the mountain to pick weeds. ”

Ning Fuchen wanted to sit up, but as soon as he moved, there was a sharp pain all over his body, he screamed, Wenwen was so frightened that she hurriedly ran over and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"I want to sit up. ”

"I'll help you. Wenwen carefully stretched out her hand, picked up Ning Fuchen's shoulders, and slowly straightened him.

Ning Fuchen gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and finally sat up.

There was still a blank in his brain, there was nothing, if someone asked Ning Fuchen anything, then all he could think of now was a little girl named Jin Wenwen.

Ning Fuchen's body had already recovered, but he hadn't moved for a few months, and he was already a little stiff, but after Wenwen helped him move, after an afternoon, he was already able to go to the ground.

When Jin Lao came back, he was also very happy to see that Ning Fuchen had miraculously woken up.

"Who are you?" Ning Fuchen looked at Jin Lao blankly.

"Old man Jin Shaoyou, everyone calls me old man Jin Lao, young man, you can also call me Jin Lao. ”

"Let's call it grandpa. Wenwen immediately asked.

"It's okay, you can call me grandpa. ”

"Grandpa. Ning Fuchen called obediently, the only person he trusted most at the moment was Wenwen, and he would do whatever Wenwen told him to do. (To be continued.) )