It's not that there is no medicine for internal injuries in the village, but the lack of materials on the mountain has caused these medicines to be relatively expensive, and the Uncle Yun in Fei'er's mouth, although he is also a thief, but he relies on the skills of becoming a monk halfway, and he has also refined his body, which can rob down the mountain and cure diseases on the mountain!

This can be regarded as a prestigious kind of person in the cottage, and when this kind of person is still only one in the village, it is even more noble.

Of course, Wu Zheng didn't know how the medical skills of the halfway monk were, anyway, it seemed to be okay when he heard Fei'er. But anyway, an ordinary bandit like Erdan's father, if you go to someone to heal your wounds, if you don't take some supplif, are you embarrassed to go?

As an old poor man in order to support his son and wife, he naturally eats less than a mouthful, never takes medicine if he can resist the past disease, and never goes to the doctor if he can find medicine by himself.

Wu Zheng and Seinfeld separated after returning to the village, Seinfeld was going to find Uncle Yun, while Wu Zheng was thinking about the roe deer meat that he didn't finish last night!

Hearing that Xiang'er said that there are white noodles at home, Wu Zheng plans to wrap them with dumplings filled with roe deer meat to try today.

When passing by the school field, Tian Laoer's guys were hung there, and the autumn night was cooler than the night, and he asked Xiang'er to add a quilt to himself last night, thinking that these guys didn't know how many people could survive, and none of them died when they saw it today.

Even if the clothes on Natian's body had been torn by the whip, and the blood had formed a thick scab on the wisps of his clothes, when he saw him at this time, this guy still had the strength to stare at him.

Could it be that human life in this world is so hard, and the skin and flesh of people are beaten and hung up, and they can't die if they freeze all night? If that's the case, then the second bastard's father may not be able to die.

But then again, I was worried that he wouldn't be able to make a fortune because of the bet with Zhao Yi, so now with Tian Laoer's case, even if he can bear it anymore, he will have to pull out a knife!

I hope he doesn't come so fast, give yourself three more days, three days will be fine......

When she got home, Xiang'er's girl sat at the table again, holding her cheeks with her hands on her cheeks, guarding the breakfast on the table in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but when she saw herself going out at the door, she immediately stood up and complained: "Uncle, why did you come back, Miss!" Why didn't she come back with you? ”

"She's gone to find Uncle Yun."

"Uncle Yun? Is Miss sick? ”

"It's not that your young lady is sick, it's that his father was injured yesterday. By the way, why do you sit here and wait for me to come back, and the work at home is done? ”

Xiang'er said: "Uncle, you don't look at when it's over, the work has already been done, and your uncle said yesterday that you shouldn't forget to make dumplings today!" ”

Wu Zheng smiled slightly, this girl doesn't know if she's greedy! Or because I ate the meal of three people by myself yesterday, and I ended up not having the stomach to pretend to be a barbecue and I was upset, or both!

"I haven't forgotten, but you and he have to wait for me to eat breakfast!"

Wu Zheng sat down and poured himself a mouthful of the white porridge on the table, and the steaming white porridge went down to his stomach, which immediately washed away the cold air in the morning, making Wu Zheng feel excited.

Then Wu Zheng said: "Xiang'er, have you really seen dumplings?" ”

Xiang'er shook her head and said, "Haven't you seen it yet?" ”

Wu Zheng thought about it, this dumpling seemed to have existed in the Han Dynasty, and the history of this world had not been changed at that time, so there was no reason why he didn't know what dumplings were when he came to Xiang'er!

So he said, "What about the ravioli?" ”

Xiang'er said: "Could it be that the dumplings that my uncle said are wontons?" ”

"Yes, crescent-shaped ravioli."

"Crescent-shaped ravioli? This Xiang'er has heard that there are wontons in the food in Guanzhong, but Xiang'er has never seen it. ”

"It's okay, uncle, I'll pack it for you tonight."

"At night? Can't my uncle do it at noon? ”

Wu Zheng smiled: "It's too late at noon!" Because we have to find some ingredients for dumplings, such as green onions! Ginger or something. ”

"This Xiang'er knows that there is one in the vegetable garden in our village."

"We still grow vegetables in the village?"

"Of course! Not only grow vegetables but also grow grain. Xiang'er said: "After the winter, there will be no caravan from here, what will we eat if we don't grow some food ourselves?" ”

Wu Zheng originally thought that since it was a ringing horse, all the materials should be robbed, but he didn't expect Shenmuzhai to grow its own food to eat, which was a little different from the ringing horse he imagined!

After breakfast, I followed Xiang'er to the vegetable garden to pick onions and ginger, on the way back, Wu Zheng saw the peppercorns, and the two picked a handful of peppercorns together, but unfortunately there is no monosodium glutamate in this world, although the chicken essence is also good, you can't kill a chicken just to eat dumplings! Of course, the most regrettable thing is that there are no chili peppers, but this thing will not exist until the Ming Dynasty a few hundred years later, and will there be a Ming Dynasty in this world? Hell knows.

Xiang'er walked briskly with the basket, and she decided that she must eat dumplings today.

Wu Zheng took a branch, and looked into the woods on both sides as he walked, the pepper tree just now was made by him with the branch in his hand, and now he wanted to try to see if he could make some more star anise cardamom or something, so that he could make braised pork, braised duck neck, braised duck palm......

"Uncle, what are you thinking! The saliva is pouring out. Xiang'er tilted her head and smiled.

Wu Zheng subconsciously wiped his saliva and said, "Of course I'm thinking about something delicious!" But now we don't have the conditions, when we have enough money, uncle, I will make you delicious food every day, and let you, a greedy little girl, taste the delicious food that my uncle ate back then. ”

"Xiang'er is not greedy! It's my uncle who is greedy. ”

At this moment, Wu Zheng was suddenly stunned: "Xiang'er, do you hear that someone is crying?" ”

Xiang'er also listened carefully and said, "It seems to be coming from the village." ”

I don't know what happened in the village, when the two hurried back to the village, Xiang'er said: "Something happened to Erdan's family, could it be his father......"

Wu Zheng was still talking about the hard life of people in this world in the morning, and said that his father couldn't die, but at this time, his father shouldn't really die!

"Xiang'er, you go back first, I'll take a look."

When I came to Erdan's house, the house was full of people, and they lowered their heads sadly, sighing at the heartbreaking mother and son who were crying at this time in the house.

Seeing Wu Zheng coming, it was natural for him to get out of the way, Wu Zheng walked in and saw Seinfeld at the door for the first time, at this time she was with tears in her eyes, her eyes were red like rabbits, looking at the mother and son crying in the house, snorting and touching the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

"Fei'er?"

"Xianggong, the second dad, ......" Seinfeld looked at the second dan on the bed, and shook his head secretly, as if he wanted to say something.

"People's lives are determined, and it is fate to save as many lives as possible, even if I have great ability, I can't go back to heaven!"

Wu Zheng looked for prestige, only to see a dwarf standing behind Seinfeld who was less than Seinfeld's shoulders? It doesn't seem right to say that the dwarf, he is a little taller than the dwarf, and the short dun's figure has a long beard, which looks a bit like the bag in the Tianlong Babu.

He stood behind Seinfeld, and when he didn't turn around, Wu Zheng thought it was a child in this village.

"This is ......," Wu Zheng looked at the dwarf dundao.

Seinfeld said, "Xianggong, this is Uncle Yun." ”

Uncle Yun immediately bowed his hand to Wu Zheng and said: "The little Yuntong has seen his uncle, and he has long heard that his aunt has excellent medical skills, but as the saying goes, medicine and medicine do not kill diseases, this second bastard's father is too seriously injured, if he called the little one to take a look last night, there may be hope, but now...... Ay! Even if Hua Tuo is alive, he is powerless to return to heaven! ”

Wu Zheng said: "Uncle Yun said that he was laughing at what kind of medical skills are brilliant, and the matter of Xiaocui's sister-in-law was just crooked." ”

When Uncle Yun was talking, Wu Zheng also looked at it with his own perspective and found that Erdan's father had injured his lungs, and there was too much blood in his lungs, so he was afraid that he would die of suffocation.

At this time, Erdan and his mother had already died and cried in front of the bed, no matter what era the man was the pillar of the family, and now Erdan's pillar of his family has fallen, which is no different from the sky falling for their mother and son.

Looking at this four-walled house, Wu Zheng couldn't help but feel embarrassed for their mother and son, and asked in a low voice, "What is the time?" ”

"Just now!" Seinfeld looked at Wu Zheng with both eyes when she said this, as if she was waiting for a miracle to appear, but when she thought that his father had lost his breath and heartbeat, the words she wanted to say were swallowed back into her stomach again.

People are already dead, and now it's too late to say anything, if you want to come back to life, only gods can do it, although your own medical skills are excellent, but you can't bring people back from the dead!

Seinfeld's thoughts, Wu Zheng could feel it completely, so he nodded and walked silently over with the hope of what happened, opened his father's eyes, looked at it, and suddenly said, "He's not dead yet." ”