After experiencing life and death, what else can't you see?!

Breathing in the damp and cool rain, Motoo was in a cheerful mood.

He didn't think about the hatred for He Qing, the resentment towards Nie Qiong, and the thoughts for Mu Wei and the others. Since you can only live like a mortal, why not be happy for a lifetime in this quiet Shangdian Village! Because there is the love of Uncle Li and his wife, the care of the neighbors and the love of the children.

That's enough!

The next day, the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the autumn sun lazily projected the first rays of sunlight, and Aunt Li pushed open the door of the west wing, wanting to see if her stupid son was sleeping peacefully.

"Tiger baby, tiger baby, have you woken up?" Aunt Li called softly dotingly.

Yuan Wei on the bed had already been alarmed, although he had no spiritual power on his body, his own divine sense was still extremely keen, and the wind and grass within a radius of dozens of zhang were all in his eyes.

Hearing Aunt Li's call, Yuanwei turned over and got up, he hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

"Wake up! Tiger baby, you wait, my mother will cook for you! Yesterday, your father took out a nest of quail eggs when he was herding sheep, and my mother made you egg soup to drink!"

Yuanwei's nose was sour, and tears almost flowed out. Growing up so big, it's the first time someone has spoken to herself in a mother's tone, although the snake lady of the year was kind, but after all, she was a mountain beast that couldn't speak.

"Mother... Thank you..."Motoo snorted.

It doesn't matter if Yuanwei speaks, this can be very exciting for Aunt Li.

For more than a year, Motowei fell asleep for half a year and was demented for half a year. His only reaction to the love of the old couple is to stare at them idiotically, and only occasionally smile when playing with the children.

The old couple of the Li family have already prepared for the worst in their hearts, this is not a tiger baby, and the tiger baby may be stupid for a lifetime. Even so, they were unwilling to give him up, at least, the three of them could rely on each other for their lives. Now that I saw Yuanwei actually speak, and called my mother, how could this not make Aunt Li overjoyed!

"Tiger baby... You're going to talk?... Old man, come on, our tiger baby can speak!" Aunt Li shouted silently.

Uncle Li came when he heard the news, although they were ordinary mortals, they could also see that the sluggish aura on Yuanwei's body had long disappeared, on the contrary, what was revealed on his body was a wise aura that was different from ordinary people!

It was this feeling that made Uncle Li unable to scream "Tiger Baby, Tiger Baby" anymore, he was at a loss, and he didn't know what to say, "That... A year ago, you suddenly appeared in my pigsty, and it was my wife who rescued you, and she missed our son who died and became ill, so she called you a tiger baby, don't you mind..."

Yuanwei naturally understands Uncle Li's scruples and worries, but after more than a year of careful care and dedication, the two old men in front of him have done everything that only their parents can do, how can he be indifferent? Yuanwei struggled to get down on one knee, "Thank you two for saving your life, if you two don't dislike it, just look at me as your tiger baby, and I am willing to call Daddy!"

Yuanwei's performance surprised the two old men, and of course they were overjoyed, and for them, this was undoubtedly the best ending. Although Yuanwei is a lame man, although he can't inherit his father's business and follow Uncle Li to herd sheep all over the mountains, he can support himself by tending to a few acres of fields at home.

In addition to being happy, Uncle Li asked where Yuanwei came from. Motoo knew that he couldn't tell him too clearly, but he just excused himself from being seriously injured, so he couldn't remember what happened before at all.

During the conversation, Yuan Wei also learned that Uncle Li's name was Li Fulai, who had just passed his sixtieth birthday, and Aunt Li's Zhou was three years older than Uncle Li.

The villagers in Shangdian are simple and simple, and more than 30 families are like a big family. And because it is so remote, there is not even a government to collect taxes and levies. In such an environment, Motoo not only regained the feeling of childhood, but also developed a strong desire to spend the rest of his life.

However, the barrenness of Shangdian Village was beyond Motoo's expectations. He grew up in Huangshi Village, but the wind and rain in Huangshi Village are smooth, the land is fertile, and the farmers can always plant beans and get melons. Shangdian Village also has a large area of land, but the seeds sown in the spring will not grow a few seedlings, let alone much grain. The main reason for this is that the land here is barren and windy, and although the valley has abundant spring water, it is difficult to irrigate crops through the cracks in the stones. It is for this reason that there are no big trees outside the valley floor, and the mountains are only scattered with low shrubs.

In the early morning of this day, when Uncle Li, who had eaten a few nests early, was about to go to herd sheep, the courtyard gate was hurriedly pushed open. It was the middle-aged Li Fujing, Li Fulai's cousin, who broke in.

"Brother, is my sister-in-law at home?" asked Li Fujing, sweating profusely.

"What's wrong with the eldest brother?" Aunt Li walked out of the hall.

"Sister-in-law, you have to help me. My Sanquan fell into the ravine when he was collecting firewood, his calf was broken, and his bones and stubble were exposed, you hurry back to your mother's house and invite Lao Langzhong to me, otherwise Sanquan's child will be wasted..."

"Big brother, Lao Langzhong has been dead for almost two years, how can I invite you to go..."

"Dead?... What can I do about this? What can I do about this?..." Li Fujing panicked suddenly, and the stout man who was more than five feet tall turned around a few times and actually squatted on the ground and cried.

"Uncle Fujing, maybe I can help with the broken leg..."

"Really, really?" Li Fujing, Li Fulai, and Zhou asked in unison, among which Li Fujing was the most urgent, he didn't even think about the truth of the matter, and directly pulled Yuan Wei and walked out.

Yuan Wei has been healing the bones of the mountain beasts in Liangji Mountain since he was a child, and later he has experienced practice in the Rejuvenation Hall of Li Wu in Yuwangbu, coupled with years of experience in cultivating immortals, he has achieved great success in bone healing, so he dares to speak out.

Li Fulai and his wife naturally didn't know this, they followed behind and asked questions, saying that they should not be impulsive, not only could not treat the injury but would increase Sanquan's pain.

Yuanwei was helpless, so he had to say that he vaguely remembered that his father was Langzhong, and although his memory was lost, his medical skills were still there. Only then did the old couple of the Li family relax their hearts.

Li Fujing's house, Li Sanquan was lying in the courtyard crying for heaven and earth, and he was surrounded by dazed neighbors. His injuries were indeed severe, and his leg bones shattered and bone stubble pierced the flesh due to his failure to stand still when he fell. The injury looked staggering, but it was not normal for Motoo, and he found a scythe, skillfully cut open the flesh, aligned the bones, and fixed them with wattles.

All this is the same as what he did to Liu Li in Yuwangbu more than ten years ago. It's just that Liu Li is a tough guy who doesn't say a word when he heals his wounds, while Sanquan is a half-grown boy in his early tens, and the cry is earth-shattering, and the whole village is disturbed and rushed over.

Under the gaze of almost the whole village, Yuanwei asked for a bone needle and twine to close the cut skin. In the end, Li Sanquan's injured leg returned to its original appearance, but there was an extra centipede-like wound.

Where have the villagers of Shangdian Village seen such a formation, and someone is able to cut through the flesh and bones! The bloody scene directly shocked them on the spot, and no one dared to speak.

"Tiger baby, thanks to you this time. Last year when you didn't wake up, your aunt gave you an old hen, and I blamed her. Now I know that she was a virtue collector!" Li Fujing grabbed Yuanwei's hand and burst into tears. Motoo really didn't see that a man as rough as him could cry so easily.

"Huwa, you are so capable! Fulai, you have a good son! We have our own Langzhong in Shangdian Village! God is not kind to us!" The old village chief Li Mawu walked out tremblingly on crutches, and his voice may represent the thoughts of all the villagers in Shangdian Village.