Mo Feifei continued to shake his head: "I joined the 'archaeological team' later, and I don't know some of the circumstances. Uncle Han, can you tell me everything you know? ”

"And what I just said?" Lao Han asked tentatively.

Mo Feifei was anxious to know what Laragon was, so he nodded again and again: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, let's talk about it." ”

"Yes". Lao Han fell into deep thought while skinning the rabbit: "It was fifteen years ago, that is, when Ying'er was born....."

Mo Feifei sat on a small bench, waiting for him to speak. At this time, Angel yawned and walked downstairs, sleepy and said, "What's the matter, why did I not even sleep well after an afternoon of chaos downstairs." ”

"Angel is the same... Angel xiaojie, did you sleep all afternoon? Mo Feifei quickly turned his mouth and asked in a condensed voice.

Angel stroked her hair and nodded with a blank look: "I didn't sleep well on the train yesterday, and I didn't sleep all night." ”

"Didn't fall asleep?" How could Mo Feifei remember that her old man slept more soundly than anyone else. If you like to lie in bed, you like to lie in bed, and you also said that you didn't sleep well.

Of course, Mo Feifei was not easy to poke at her, so he followed her words: "I haven't slept well either, but my spirit is still quite good."

"Who can compare to you." Angel tightened the zipper of her down jacket, went to the brazier where Mo Feifei was, and picked up a chair to bake the fire.

Seeing that Anqi came down, Lao Han couldn't help but say excitedly: "Miss Anqi, you don't know. In the extraordinary afternoon, he killed nineteen wolves in one go. If you get some sleep, he'll earn 200,000 yuan. ”

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at her and asked her to look at the two bundles of hundred-dollar bills on the small table.

I thought that Anqi, as Mo's extraordinary friend, would care about him anyway. Even if you don't care about him, you will care about the money, after all, it's 200,000.

However, Angel was unexpectedly indifferent. It was just a simple oh, and there was no follow-up.

"Oh?!" Even Lao Han felt a little incredible: "Don't you care if he's injured or not?" ”

At this time, Angel lifted her lazy eyelids and stretched out her hand to roast the fire above the brazier: "I think he is in good spirits and will not affect our archaeological activities." ”

"He defeated the wolves alone." Lao Han repeated, trying to see a trace of normal surprise in Anqi's eyes or expression.

However, he was disappointed. This girl can be indifferent, as if she doesn't care about her friend's life or death.

Sure enough, Anqi said coolly again: "His skills are not bad, and defeating the wolves is not a big deal." ”

"Poof!" Lao Han was almost choked to death by her in one breath.

At this time, Mo Feifei stood up to solve the siege. I saw that he changed his words, and then said: "Okay, Uncle Han, leave her alone, and continue to talk about Laragon." ”

Angel opened her mouth, as if she was trying to stop something.

At this time, Mo Feifei stopped in front of her and blocked her words back: "Although I came later, I should have at least the right to know about this matter." ”

Angel was stunned for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders and motioned for you to ask.

At this time, Mo Feifei put his eyes back on Lao Han's body again, and said with a smile: "Uncle Han, you go on." ”

Lao Han continued to use a knife, skillfully peeling the rabbit skin, and prepared for a hearty dinner. At the same time, he continued: "That summer, the weather was very hot, and Ying'er was born at that time. At that time, the conditions at home were not good, and after Ying'er and her mother gave birth to a baby, her body was very weak and she had very little milk. At that time, there was no milk powder or anything like now, and children had to rely on the milk of adults if they wanted to grow up. I just thought about getting her something to replenish her body so that she could get some milk.

At that time, I heard the old people in the town say that somewhere in Kunlun Mountain, there is a kind of nine-leaf ginseng, which has a miraculous effect on women to nourish yin and yang, regulate blood and kidney qi, and is most suitable for women who have no milk after giving birth. ”

Because Lao Han's Mandarin is not too standard. While Mo Feifei listened, he had to briefly analyze it up and down in order to figure out what he meant.

Fortunately, Mo Feifei's brain turns very fast, his thinking is particularly sensitive, and there is basically no obstacle to listening to Lao Han's words.

After Lao Han took a breath, he continued: "It's just that that kind of nine-leaf ginseng is very rare, and it grows on the cliffs. I didn't think much about it at the time, I just picked up a shotgun, a kitchen knife, and a few days' worth of dry food, and went into the mountains. ”

"And then?" Ying'er didn't know when she came to the side and asked curiously. She listened to it as a story.

In the past, Ying'er was still young, and Lao Han was afraid of scaring her, so she didn't dare to say it in front of her. However, now that she has grown up, it is nothing to say to her face.

Lao Han didn't stop, and continued: "After entering the mountain, I will concentrate on going to the cliff to find the nine-leaf ginseng according to what the old man said. However, after looking for three days, let alone any nine-leaf ginseng, I didn't even find the root of ordinary ginseng. At that time, I had basically eaten almost all the dry food I had brought, so I thought I would go home first, see if I had some food and water, and then go up the mountain to find it. But when he came back, the sky suddenly darkened, and he couldn't see his five fingers. Soon the wind blew and it rained heavily. ”

Quiet! The scene is very quiet!

Mo Feifei, Ying'er, and even An Qi all widened their eyes, so nervous that they didn't dare to come out. Especially Ying'er, she can feel the sound of her heart pounding, as if she has seen wolves again.

After a while, she whispered, "And then, and then what happened to you?" ”

"Wow!" Lao Han threw the freshly peeled rabbit into the basket next to him, put the rabbit skin into another basket, put the ten fingers full of blood in front of him, and said in a strange manner: "I met a skeleton, a red skeleton. And, its hands are just like mine. ”

"Mom!" Ying'er was taken aback by her father, quickly covered her eyes, hurriedly ran back to the room, and slammed the door shut: "Dad, you are deliberately scaring me, I hate you." ”

Lao Han smiled, looked at his daughter, and shook his head: "This coward, it's still not like he hasn't grown up." ”

Seeing his expression, Mo Feifei smiled: "It turns out that Uncle Han is joking with us." ”

"Are you kidding?!" Lao Han's face was straight, and he had never been so serious: "I'm not joking, is it true?" ”

"Red skeleton, how is this possible?" Mo Feifei shook his head and subconsciously blurted out.

But on second thought, it's not impossible.