The warrior monk's punch went down, and Mao Sanbai really felt much better.

Many people may think that this is a warrior monk hitting the acupuncture points, or it is a warrior monk who used internal strength or something.

But it's neither, in fact, if you want to forget a certain pain, the easiest way to do it is to ...... Mask it with greater pain.

And the warrior monk is like this, after this punch, Mao Sanbai can't feel the pain in his back, because he feels that his whole body is like falling apart, and he almost vomits blood.

After the warrior monk punched down, Mao Sanbai subconsciously spit out a mouthful of phlegm, of course, a week later, Mao Sanbai knew that the mouthful was real blood.

…….

Because of the uncomfortable relationship, Mao Sanbai still got off work on time that day.

No way, state-owned enterprises are like this, even if you are not feeling well, you must clock in on time.

By the way, readers who have read the two books of Special Heavy Soldiers and Naval Gunners will think that why hangers like Mao 300 can still stay in the army.

And why can a warrior monk, a person with developed limbs and a simple mind, stay in the army?

Here is one thing to say, there was a donation of money once before in the three hundred, and it was the money donated by the comrades-in-arms of the army because their families were in difficulty.

However, when donating money, because of the slippery hand, I originally wanted to donate 200, but I accidentally hit an extra zero and donated 2,000 directly.

After the money was called, Mao Sanbai regretted it at that time.

Why regret it, this has to be said, first of all, 2000 is a little more according to the donation, and according to the actual needs, this does not seem to have reached the level of making the other party grateful to Dade and remember it for a lifetime.

Based on this figure, Mao Sanbai began to regret it.

However, when this regretful mood appeared, Mao Sanbai fell into confusion again.

If he regrets doing good deeds, is he still a good person?

This question has bothered Mao Sanbai for a long time, because he did good deeds, because he did too much, because he regretted not being remembered thoroughly, so he is still a good person?

In the end, this problem was solved by a reader, and this reader said a sentence, that is, no one in the world is perfect in doing things and deeds.

After thinking about it for a while, Mao Sanbai felt that this sentence was really meaningful.

Life in the world is the most unpredictable than people's hearts.

This argument can be used not only for good people, but also for bad people.

If you don't believe it, you can assume that the murderer must have a motive to kill. A lot of the motives for killing are sympathetic, but killing is killing people, and the thing itself is wrong, so no matter how pitiful he is, we must punish him.

This is the fact that we can only discuss the matter itself, not the mentality of the person concerned.

Now there are a lot of on the Internet, in fact, these people are people who don't care about the deeds, they don't think about the matter itself, they only think about the objective reasons.

In fact, this is a kind of escape from the status quo, and it is also a kind of selfishness from the heart.

Of course, such a matter is inconclusive, after all, it is the subject of debate.

Having said this, everyone should be able to understand why Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk were not driven out of the army in the first place, right?

That's right, it's just that the disaster is not as big as it is......

A lot of things, things are okay, it's just that two people don't have brains and often use too much force, so they become like that.....

......

After returning home, Mao Sanbai still looked very bad.

Seeing that Mao Sanbai's face was very bad, Liu Wenjun stepped forward with concern and gave Mao Sanbai a cup intimately...... No, a pot of milk tea.

"If the strong man cooks this bowl of milk tea, you will definitely be completely ill!" Liu Wenjun said with an oath.

Looking at the pot of at least five catties of milk tea in front of him, Mao Sanbai didn't know what to say for a while.

He has seen patients deliver milk, and Liu Wenjun may be the number one who delivers milk tea.

However, Liu Wenjun kindly sent milk tea, and he was embarrassed to shirk.

So Mao Sanbai took the milk tea and drank it all.

Seeing that Mao Sanbai had finished drinking milk tea, Liu Wenjun excitedly took a small notebook and stepped forward to Mao Sanbai and said, "Brother Three hundred, how does it taste?" ”

"I'm sorry, I drank it too fast and didn't taste good." Mao Sanbai said truthfully.

Liu Wenjun: "......."

"Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit, it's really a waste of my hard work, I wouldn't have cooked it for you to drink if I knew it."

After speaking, Liu Wenjun ran away angrily.

Originally, Mao Sanbai thought that Liu Wenjun would run away like this, but he didn't expect Liu Wenjun to come back five minutes later, still holding a bunch of green onions in his hand.

Mao Sanbai looked confused, what the hell is this?

"Three hundred, I guess you have a cold, I sent a home remedy today, which is to roast the green onions and hang them around your neck when you have a cold, and the cold will be fine."

After Liu Wenjun finished speaking, Mao Sanbai was stunned for a moment, he seems to have heard of this method, I heard that it is because the roasted green onions have a sterilizing effect, and they can kill the bacteria of the respiratory tract after being sucked in by people hanging on the neck, so as to achieve the effect of treatment.

"Uh...... All right. As he spoke, Mao Sanbai took the green onion from Liu Wenjun's hand and hung it around his neck.

The moment he hung the green onion around his neck, Mao Sanbai suddenly felt refreshed, and a spicy smell rushed straight to the Tianling Gai.

Just when Mao Sanbai thought that this method was not bad, the door opened, and Chen Linlin walked in from the outer door with a large bag and a small bag.

As soon as she entered the door, Chen Linlin looked at Mao Sanbai with green onions hanging around her neck, and was immediately shocked.

"Green onions, roasted pork head meat with green onions?"

Mao 300: "......"

Are you still my daughter-in-law!

……

Because of the spicy roast, the green onion roast made Mao Sanbai sober up in a short time.

However, when the green onions cooled, Mao Sanbai returned to his half-dead state.

After removing the green onions, Mao Sanbai sat on the sofa in the living room tiredly, because of the discomfort of his body, he didn't want to do anything.

At this time, Chen Linlin came over with a strange glass of liquid.

"Husband, let me tell you, I don't think you're a cold, it's just tonsils or throat inflammation. Inflammation of the tonsil throat can sometimes make you feel weak. And the best way to treat this type of laryngitis is to drink this white radish juice. ”

As soon as Chen Linlin said this, Mao Sanbai finally understood what this cup of liquid that smelled strange was.

Wait, why does white radish juice smell so weird?

And Isn't white radish juice? Why is this a bit green?

Seeming to see Mao Sanbai's doubts, Chen Linlin smiled awkwardly and said, "Oh, Wen Jun said, your nose is not clear, and mustard is the best thing for ventilation, so ......"

Hehe, mustard radish juice, your imagination is really a bit rich.

pinched his nose and drank all the contents of the cup, Mao Sanbai covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet.

The taste, Mader, is more disgusting than three months of fermented.

However, the moment Mao Sanbai came out of the toilet, he suddenly saw Liu Wenjun and Chen Linlin walking up with a strange smile on their faces and a pot of strange liquid.

"Husband, try the mustard white radish juice soy sauce milk tea that I made with Jun Meizi."

Mao 300: "......"

I'm really fed up!!