The origin of the Qin short knife held by Zhao Ji was explained under Xia Wuqi's words, but more doubts followed, and Zhang Mancang fell into deep thought.

Before you know it, the sky in the distance is already white. Because he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights, Xia Wuqi looked a little sluggish at this time, while Zhang Mancang on the side still didn't say a word, just frowning and thinking silently.

At the same time, in a dilapidated thatched house, a mother and son looked at the two Qin short knives on the earthen kang in a daze, and after a long time, the woman muttered: "This ...... How good is that? ”

Zhao Zheng looked at Zhao Ji speechlessly on the kang, "I'm going, it's been a night, isn't there just no knife, as for ......" Zhao Zheng sighed secretly.

Staying up late is nothing to Zhao Zheng, a night owl, but he really can't stand Zhao Ji chattering about two broken knives all night. At this time, he really regretted throwing out the Qin short knife at that time: "Damn, Lao Tzu knew that this would be the case now, is it good to leave that broken kitchen knife out at that time......"

In Zhao Zheng's opinion, losing the kitchen knife is nothing more than being scolded, and at best, being beaten again, it is much stronger than watching Zhao Ji get nervous at two broken knives all night.

"Mother, Zheng'er is wrong, Zheng'er shouldn't have lost the knife given by his mother...... Woowoo woo ......"

Since returning to the city, this is not the first time that Zhao Zheng has cried and apologized to Zhao Ji in tears. However, what made Zhao Zheng feel powerless was that Zhao Ji seemed to regard him as air, and kept babbling as always.

"Holy! Is this mother-in-law nervous, just because of a broken knife? Zhao Zheng looked at Zhao Ji dumbfounded.

Time passed little by little in Zhao Ji's chatter, until the sky was bright, and Zhao Ji asked in a daze: "Zheng'er, where did you find out that the knife was lost?" Go with my mother, let's get that knife back! ”

As soon as Zhao Zheng heard that Zhao Ji was going to look for a knife, his head instantly became several times bigger: "Mother, is that short knife very important?" ”

Zhao Ji nodded solemnly when she heard this, and then said to Zhao Zheng: "Zheng'er, a lot of things will be told to you when my mother is older, this knife is related to the lives of our mother and son, and my mother must get it back!" It's all my mother's fault, I shouldn't have let Zheng'er take it out! ”

"I'll go, a broken iron knife has such NB! Could it be that what does this knife represent? Zhao Zheng said secretly in his heart.

Although he said so in his heart, seeing that Zhao Ji didn't blame him in the slightest, and also took the responsibility on himself, Zhao Zheng suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhao Zheng naturally didn't want Zhao Ji to know what he had done during the day, and his big black eyes turned around and he took it into account.

"Mother, I remembered!"

Zhao Ji was worried about the short knife at this time, and when she heard Zhao Zheng say that she had a clue, she was emotional and said, "Did I remember it?" Tell my mother, don't let others pick it up! ”

"Mother, I didn't lose the short knife!"

"Huh? Didn't lose it? ”

Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Zheng suspiciously, "Since I didn't lose it, where did I put the knife?" ”

Zhao Zheng pretended to think, scratched his head and replied with some "embarrassment": "Seeing Zhuang today, I saw that he was living outside the city but had a stone knife that was very pitiful, so I gave him the short knife......"

After saying this, Zhao Zheng was ready to be scolded by Zhao Ji, but to Zhao Zheng's surprise, Zhao Ji did not blame Zhao Zheng, but smiled and praised: "My son is still young but can be so kind-hearted, my mother is very pleased." It's just that the short knife is an unusual thing, Zhuang is a slave after all, if someone finds out that he is carrying this knife, he will definitely incur death! When Zheng'er goes out of the city again, is it good to find Zhuang and go back? ”

Zhao Zheng was fascinated by Zhao Ji's smile for a while, and when he heard Zhao Ji say this, he put his mind at ease, "I'll go, this Zhao Ji's sister has such a high quality!" Zhao Zheng couldn't help but stumble.

"Well, mother, go now!"

Zhao Zheng said, picked up the bundle of firewood rope and was about to go out.

"I'm not in a hurry, it's not too late to go after dinner. The strong slave is also clever and cautious, and he must not cause trouble. ”

Just after Zhao Ji finished saying this, he could only hear outside the grass house, and the two old men were chatting while hurrying.

"Alas...... Brother, do you say that the younger brother took these eggs to visit Dr. Liu, is it a little too shabby? ”

"What's this? As long as the mind arrives, can Old Doctor Liu still fight for you? ”

"With the character of the old doctor Liu, this is not enough, but the old brother I want to bring more supplements to the old doctor, why am I shy in my pocket...... Alas...... Compared to my brother...... It's a shame......"

"Alas...... Brother, don't compare, just as many meters as big as the pot is! Besides, Dr. Liu was seriously injured at this time and was treating at home, your eggs are very useful! Let's go quickly, you won't even be able to enter the door after a while! ”

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The voices of the two old men were all in the ears of Zhao Ji's mother and son, and unlike Zhao Ji's stunned face, Zhao Zheng suddenly felt a lot more relaxed at this time.

"Whew...... Fortunately, this old guy is not dead, and his life is quite hard! Hey hey ......"

Just when Zhao Zheng was muttering to himself, Zhao Ji grabbed Zhao Zheng's little hand and ran out of the grass house without saying a word. After a while, Zhao Zheng, who looked confused, was dragged by Zhao Ji to the vicinity of Old Doctor Liu's house.

At this time, Dr. Liu's home had been surrounded by everyone, but fortunately, Zhang Mancang was in charge of the house, so although the streets and alleys were crowded, order was still there.

Looking at the dense crowd outside the door of Old Doctor Liu's house, Zhao Ji had no choice but to stand in place and stomp her feet in a hurry.

"This ...... How is this a good ......," Zhao Ji muttered anxiously.

Just when Zhao Ji had no way to do it in a hurry, she suddenly heard Zhao Zheng say: "Mother, come with me!" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng led Zhao Ji towards the crowd.

"Zheng'er, don't ......"

Before Zhao Ji could finish speaking, Zhao Zheng had already led Zhao Ji into the crowd. However, what surprised Zhao Ji was that after she and her son squeezed into the crowd, everyone did not abuse the mother and son for this, but made way of a passage very cooperatively. After a few breaths, Zhao Ji's mother and son had already "squeezed" into the house.

At this time, Dr. Liu's house was messy, and Dr. Liu and Zhang Xiwa were like two rice dumplings waiting to be put into the pot, lying straight and straight in the center of the room. Xia Wuqi and the little medicine apprentice were preparing the herbs they had exchanged, while Zhang Mancang looked at Old Doctor Liu with a blank gaze.

"You ...... with the old bastard"

Zhang Mancang couldn't stop muttering in his mouth......