The old woman coughed for a while, and then told her father to find a pipe.

"What? Pipe? "The father of the sheep is incredible.

"Yes, pipe, haven't you seen it?"

"Pipe?" Father Weiyang said as if confirmed, "What are you talking about, what pipe?" ”

"It's a pipe," Wei Qian explained, "It's Dad used to smoke it, let's do it, old dry tobacco, don't you know?" ”

"Uh, uh, yes, got it." Weiyang's father responded as he stared at the old woman's face to see if she would shake her head or something.

After the old woman finished her order, she quickly moved Weiyang to the hot kang and pulled the quilt to her stomach and covered it.

At this time, Xiao Weiyang's eyes flickered, but he was still expressionless. When he saw that there were many people around him, looking at him anxiously and with concern, tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.

Weiyang's body was limp and weak, as if he was firmly grasped by something, unable to move, his mouth closed tightly, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks.

When Hu Huilan saw this scene, she burst into tears in an instant.

She hurriedly took out her handkerchief, helped Weiyang wipe the tears from her face, and kissed him on the forehead......

Soon, the pipes came.

As if he had flown up, he jumped into the kiln, and hurried to put his pipe firmly into the old woman's hand.

Before the old woman could react, she found herself holding a large pipe in her hand, which was rusty and choked with a pungent smell of smoke that made her cough again.

"This, this pipe, what are you doing for me!" The old woman coughed and shouted.

Weiyang's father was puzzled, and at the same time, he couldn't help but panic in his heart, because he suddenly subconsciously thought:

This old lady, isn't her brain bad? God! Is this old lady messing up?

God! How could this old lady joke with her life?

Oh my God!

When Weiyang's father was thinking nonsense, the old woman coughed, and said a little crying, "This pipe is going to be lit!" If you don't light it, what are you doing with an empty pipe? ”

Weiyang's father instantly understood.

So, I quickly went to find a matchbox.

Soon, the matchbox was found, and he lit one without saying a word.

The match is lit, where is this?

What's the point?

Weiyang's father wondered again, to be exact, his head was no longer good now, he was clumsy, and he didn't know how to put tobacco on it and light it again.

At this time, the tall and thin man on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Weiyang's father if he had any tobacco, and Weiyang's father nodded and said yes.

Then he took the pipe and ordered him to find tobacco.

Weiyang's father panicked again and ran to the drawer to look for tobacco.

The tobacco was found, and the tall and thin man quickly put it in his pipe, lit a match, put it to his mouth, clicked, and smoked.

After the old woman was busy with Weiyang's side, she yelled at Weiyang's father again, "Where's the pipe?" Give it to me! ”

Without saying a word, the tall and thin man handed the pipe to the old woman.

The old woman took the pipe, put it in her toothless mouth, and sucked it up.

After smoking for a while, the tobacco in it was finished, and then she asked her father to fill it, and when it was full, she began to suck it again, and finally, when it came to the fifth pot, the head of the pipe was scarred.

The old woman felt that the time had come, so she simply dusted off the remaining cigarette stains inside, and then, cautiously, she aimed the mouth of the pipe at the wound on the sheep's chest, and put her mouth on the cigarette butt tremblingly, and sucked it hard, one by one, one by one.

In this way, the old woman sucked more than twenty times in a row, and after sucking one place, she switched to another place and sucked it up again in the same way.

Finally, the old woman was tired and began to pant for breath.

It was at this time that the face of the sheep was pale, and the expression of muscle twitching when the pain was revealed.

The old woman thought it was almost enough, and put away her pipe.

The onlookers quickly shifted their attention from the sheep's chest to the old woman's pipe.

The old woman saw that everyone was curious, so she casually handed the pipe over.

He took the pipe, and his two eyes looked at the head of the pipe with great curiosity, only to see that the head was a black batter-like mass, and the strong smoky smell was accompanied by a pungent smell of burning.

Wei Biao knew that this burnt smell was Wei Yang's flesh and blood, and when he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but twitch.

"Take a good look, what's in there?" The old woman said with a sigh of relief.

"This, this is ......" Wei Biao was speechless for a moment, in fact, he didn't know what was in it, because he was deliberately mentioned by the old woman, and he was extremely curious.

"There's a black goy in there, and it's thick blood."

"Ah......h

"Look at it again," said the old woman, pointing to the baby's breast, "and now look at the wound." ”

They looked curiously at the wound on the sheep's chest.

The wound was white at first, with no blood at all, but now, it has become much more ruddy, and blood is also oozing out of the wound little by little, normal blood......

The old woman said this, and soon called the mother of the sheep.

"What about needlework? What the hell is the baby? ”

"Baby, do you want a needle?" Hu Huilan asked excitedly. ‘

"Needle and thread, go and get the needle and thread."

"Uh-huh, okay." Hu Huilan said, and hurriedly ran to find needlework.

Soon she returned, and when she came, she brought the needlework basket with her.

The old woman told her to find the thinnest needle and told her to thread it.

......