Hu Huilan screamed while shouting in her mouth, "Blood, blood, blood, ah, yes, there is bleeding on the head of the Weiyang baby...... Ahh......h

Hu Huilan's scream frightened Weiyang's father, who had just put down his heart, and when Weiyang's father heard the word 'blood', he immediately hung his heart again, and at the same time, he rushed to Weiyang with an arrow and put the kerosene lamp on Weiyang's head to see.

Immediately after, the tall and thin man also stepped forward to look.

The old woman, who has always been calm, was finally disturbed by Hu Huilan's shouting, she saw that everyone was panicked, so she was a little panicked in her heart, she put down the bowl of stubble, and struggled to look at Weiyang's head.

Weiyang's father quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood on Weiyang's forehead little by little, and the rest, which was covered with blood scabs, he didn't dare to move again.

The old woman looked at it for a while, and then boldly used her hand to pick off the blood scab on Weiyang's face, Weiyang's father thought that the blood would collapse from it, but unexpectedly, after picking it off, Weiyang's face was good, revealing the original white skin.

Then, she also pulled out all the clotted blood scabs on her face, and still, no blood broke out of nowhere, and the original skin was exposed.

"Ugh! Strange! Weiyang's father couldn't hold back and muttered to himself.

Of course, the old woman was also puzzled at this time, "This is so good, where does the blood come from?" ”

"That's right!"

"Strange ......"

Just when everyone was puzzled, Hu Huilan was frightened again.

Everyone was busy and turned their attention to Hu Huilan.

Hu Huilan screamed, "The blood is mine, I have it on my hand, why is my hand bleeding?" ”

After Weiyang's father figured out the situation, he couldn't help but scold, "You, you're insane!" You're so good, what are you screaming about? You're scared to death! ”

"I, I am," Hu Huilan explained in a whisper, "my hand may have been cut by the bowl stubble......"

When she realized that she might be feeling on the ground looking for a bowl, she accidentally touched the bowl stubble. However, the strange thing is that I didn't notice it, and I didn't feel any pain at all.

"Ah......h

The old woman coughed lightly, quickly regained the tranquility on her face, and said to Hu Huilan, "Don't panic! What a panic! ”

With that, he picked up the bowl of stubble again, put it on the kerosene lamp and burned it.

After a while, I saw the stubble being burned crimson by the lamp, and at the same time, the smell of baked plastic sprayed out, and in an instant, it filled the entire kiln.

The old woman waved the red-hot bowl stubble in front of her eyes a few times, and then, leaning it to her nose, smelling it, and testing the temperature.

Feeling that the temperature was not enough, he went to the kerosene lamp to burn it for a while, it burned red, and then cooled it for a while, and then he leaned into his nose to smell it.

Finally, the temperature of the bowl stubble was tested.

She quickly put the sharpest part of the bowl stubble on Weiyang's chest, and then, with a strong stroke, the force was properly controlled, and in an instant, a long opening appeared in front of everyone.

At the moment when the old woman cut it open, almost everyone's hearts twitched, as if the bowl of stubble had been cut on their bodies.

What surprised everyone even more was that there was not a drop of blood on the deep knife edge, not even a single trace of blood.

The wound was as white as lard, visibly turning outward.

Everyone was so painful that they almost couldn't breathe, but Weiyang didn't cry at all.

In fact, he barely cries now, he doesn't even feel pain, and all he has left is now two eyeballs, gurgling and rolling in his sockets.

"How's the baby?"

The old woman suddenly shouted as if in a hurry.

"Here, here." As the father spoke, he hurriedly stretched out his face to the old woman.

"Quick," said the old woman anxiously, choking and coughing again and again.

"Listen," Hu Huilan said to Weiyang's father in an irresistible tone, "You prick up your ears, you listen, what does the baby and his grandmother need?" ”