Chapter 122: A Boy Born with Divine Powers

"Yo, it's so lively!"

The tense atmosphere was broken by a coquettish voice, and following the prestige, I saw Xue Miaomiao, who was wearing a light green dress, moving the lotus step lightly, raising her eyebrows and looking at Zhao Han, who was a little embarrassed, and laughed lightly: "Let you get water, the sun has set and I haven't seen it back, I have to come to look for it, I don't know if my feet are still injured?" ”

"I'm sorry, Miao Miao."

Pursing his lips, Zhao Han's face was full of embarrassment, he didn't expect that drawing water from the well was such a physically demanding thing, and he didn't expect that he would be surrounded by people, so that Miao Miao couldn't afford to wait and dragged his injured foot out to find him.

"You're ......"

Looking up and down at the dirt on Zhao Han's soaked clothes, Xue Miaomiao frowned, a touch of annoyance flashed in her eyes, and it was fleeting, "Could it be that you accidentally fell into the well?" ”

When she said this, she glanced at the people around Zhao Han without a trace, narrowed her eyes slightly, imprinted their looks in her mind, and thought: Impatient to live? It's so bold that even her people dare to bully!

"Nothing like that."

Pursing his lips, Zhao Han obviously felt that Miao Miao's mood was not good, he frowned unconsciously, his heart became uneasy, he thought about it, and said: "Miao Miao, you wait a minute, I'll go fetch water, and then go home with you." ”

Saying this, Zhao Han came to the well again, holding the wooden bucket in his hand, and hesitated again.

His strength is limited, and he can't catch such a bucket of water at all, and when the time comes, ...... Hey, how is this good?

Do you really want him to lose face in Miao Miao?

"Brother Zhao Han, let me help you!"

Seeing that he was at a loss, the little boy who was protecting Zhao Han before immediately enthusiastically put down the flat burden in his hand, took the wooden bucket in Zhao Han's hand and threw it into the well, and filled the bucket with a full bucket of water very easily, filling the bucket brought by Zhao Han.

This one-stop action made Zhao Han stunned for a moment, and he kept blinking his eyes, trying to make sure that he was not mistaken.

The fetching water that had just embarrassed him to die and come back to life was so easily handled by the teenager?

It's incredible!

"Brother Zhao Han, give!"

didn't realize that he was startled by Brother Zhao Han in front of him, the young man handed the bucket full of water in his hand to Zhao Han's hand, and laughed brightly, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth and two small dimples.

"Thank you."

As soon as he lifted the bucket, Zhao Han's face changed, he barely squeezed out a smile, and after saying thank you to the young man, he slowly walked in the direction of home, but he was thinking in his heart: This is too heavy.

What the hell is that teenager's strength?

It's so easy to bring it up, it's too shocking!

Fortunately, before he went out, he listened to Miao Miao's words and only brought a bucket out, if there was another one, then he was afraid that he would be tired to death today, and he would not be able to carry the water home.

"Whew-whew-"

It's so heavy, so tired!

couldn't help but put down the bucket in his hand, Zhao Han didn't care about the action too much, let the water in the bucket overflow, he was so tired, sweat dripping out, making him feel as if he had been washed by water.

“……”

Xue Miaomiao glanced at Zhao Han, who was tired and half-dead before walking fifty meters, and the corners of her eyes twitched, this reaction ...... Isn't it bigger?

It seems that Zhao Han's body is even weaker than she imagined, and she has to hurry up to investigate the cause of the disease so that she can prescribe the right medicine and condition his body as soon as possible, otherwise, I am afraid that it will be completely wasted.

Thinking so, Xue Miaomiao put her hands around her chest and stood in place with peace of mind, without the slightest intention of helping.

But she didn't help, it didn't mean that others didn't help, the little boy who had beaten the water came over with water, looked at Zhao Han, who was tired and half dead, without saying a word, holding the burden on his shoulders with one hand, and easily lifting the bucket put down by Zhao Han with the other, and said with a smile: "Go, Brother Zhao Han, I'll help you send it home." ”