She doesn't know if she and Gong Weishu will die in the Hundred Flowers Country, in short, she can't let the art exhibition die like this!

Looking at Tang Mian's red eyes, the black circles under her eyes indicated that she was not in good spirits, and he felt very guilty, if he hadn't had the strength on his body, he would have left here a long time ago.

"Listen to me, who rescued you in the first place! It's me! What you owe me must be paid for the rest of your life! You can't die without my consent! After dropping this sentence, Tang Mian rushed out of the house quickly, and when Gong Weishu chased her out, she had already squatted in the corner and cried for a long time.

"However, why do you say that God is so unfair, the art exhibition is now dedicated to goodness, and he still copies Buddhist scriptures every day, why can't God give him a chance to mend his ways......"

"Cotton, when I was a child, I always thought that my father would always be with me, but I forgot, living a hundred years is just the dream of most people, no one knows how long they can live, if the exhibition is really bad, we will bury him in the country of flowers!" Gong Weishu's eyes were full of tears, he admitted that he had an opinion about the kindness of the cotton woman at the beginning, but the heart was flesh and blood, he closed his eyes and remembered the good old days, and a tear rolled down his cheek.

Yuan Qian sneaked into the yard, originally to take away the boss and help him break it.

But inadvertently overheard the conversation between Tang Mian and Gong Weishu, he couldn't hold back any longer, climbed out of the wall and cried.

He finally knew why the boss wanted Ning Yuan to leave here after giving up everything in the Hundred Flowers Country.

It was also a shame that he distributed the silver to his brothers in advance and let them go to Qingxuan to do business, so that they could avoid this catastrophe.

It's just that the boss is like this, and I don't know how long I can survive.

"Miss, there's no water." A few days later, someone came to tell Tang Mian that he didn't know what to do.

When I woke up early this morning, the springs in the entire flower capital dried up.

Now if you want to get water, you have to go to the moat and wait.

You can only get one bucket of water a day.

When Tang Mian heard the imperial court regulations of the Hundred Flowers Country, the family could only use one bucket of water a day, and he was anxious.

No, his skin has been ulcerated to varying degrees, and he must be boiled with mugwort leaf water every day to wipe his body.

There are also decoctions, water for their daily use, and a bucket of water is definitely not enough.

Gong Weishu, who received the news, rushed back and was dragged into the house by Tang Mian.

"What to do? However, I, I really have no choice, I asked Xiao Ye and them to give money, and the soldiers refused to give more, and said that they would treat everyone equally......"

Gong Weishu is not surprised at all by the soldiers' practices, unlike Tianling, the monthly salary of the people who eat the emperor's difference in the Hundred Flowers Country is very high, and they support every decision of the emperor, and no one will definitely sell water to them at the time.

"Cotton, can you drink the water in your space?" Gong Wei asked.

"That's right! How did I forget that. Tang Mian spoke, and took Gong Weishu in.

Before Tang Mian, Gong Weishu reached in, picked up the water and drank a big sip.

"But what are you doing! You, you—" The water in the creek looked clear, but Tang Mian hadn't drunk it, and he didn't know what the side effects were.

Gong Weishu felt that his thirst was extremely quenched, and he took another big sip.

"Only!" Tang Mian looked at him worriedly, and some blamed him for why he was so impulsive.

They don't know the effect of the stream, so they drink it indiscriminately.

After a day and a night, Gong Weishu not only did not feel uncomfortable at all, but also felt that most of the fatigue on his body had been removed.

After that, they used the stream water to decoction and wipe their bodies.

"Huh? What about the public? Didn't he wipe your body, where did you go? Tang Mian cooked a big bowl of rice porridge and sent it to the house, and found that the art exhibition was in a much better mood today, so he quickly put down the bowl and spoon.

"Oh...... The young master was in a hurry, so he went to the toilet first. The exhibition explained.

Tang Mian listened to him talking, sat down and picked up the millet porridge, and opened his mouth very cooperatively, Tang Mian saw that he did not vomit after eating a large mouthful of rice porridge, and breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, she felt that the complexion of today's exhibition was much better.

Two days later, when Tang Mian got up, he heard laughter from the courtyard, as if it was the sound of Gong Weishu and the art exhibition.

She hurriedly got up, pushed open the window and saw that it was really the two of them, and the magic was that the exhibition was able to move today.

"Cotton, just now Dr. Sun came, saying that the plague in the body of the exhibition has been cured, and asked me to take the prescription, I think it is not the effect of the herbs, but the water of the stream!" Gong Weishu took advantage of the exhibition to fall asleep and sneaked into Tang Mian's house.

"That's great, with this stream, you can't save people's lives!" Tang Mian hadn't recovered from the art exhibition, and he thought about using the stream to save people's lives.

Gong Weishu was not as simple as she thought, and he strongly objected, "No! Cotton, the well in our backyard has also dried up, how are you going to explain to everyone the source of this water, and we are now outsiders who are illegally stranded in the Hundred Flowers Country, once the people from the government find out, they will all arrest us and put us in prison......"

"So what to do? Do you want to watch so many people die! Tang Mian is such a person, she is grateful to God for giving her a chance to be reborn, and gave her the raw gold bowl, after which the bowl is broken and transformed into a space, not only has gold that can not be used up for several lifetimes, but also a stream that can cure the plague.

She always thought that there was a way to save others and was reluctant to do it, and this was the real thing that was detrimental to her fortune.

"Don't worry, you go cook first, let me think about it."

After a while, as soon as Tang Mian got the noodles into the pot, Gong Weishu rushed to the kitchen like crazy and broke her shoulder, "Cotton is here, we can ask Quercus to help and ask them to help deliver water." But before that, we had to find a few cloths to experiment with how much water we had to drink to eradicate the plague. ”

In this way, Gong Weishu brought back more than 20 children from poor families who were infected with the disease that day.

Ye Zi didn't understand why they wanted to bring back these sick children.

The buckets of water in their courtyard were all bought with real money.

They can't be cheapened for nothing.

"Yezi, don't be stunned, bring a veil and gloves, and help me pour water."

Two days later, the results of their experiment showed that they only needed to drink about half a bowl of water every day to heal in two days.

"Great, but if you stay at home, I'll take the exhibition to find the oak!"

The painting standing on the treetops looks forward to the two people who are busy working underground, and sighs that the two of them really like to meddle in things.

If you get a prescription, you can give it to the government or boil it yourself, why contact the painter's villa.

Their Painter's Hill is the place where so many people have been killed.

Let his murderous brother draw oak to save people, he will definitely not agree.

Even if he was not optimistic about what they had done in his heart, he still jumped off with a lot of face, and then put on the hat that Tang Mian had prepared for him in advance, so that he would not be discovered by the person who painted the oak.