Looking at his son's skillful movements, Han's father Han Jianye stretched out his hand and pulled it, and his daughter-in-law Song Ailing's hand whispered in his daughter-in-law's ear and asked, "When did he become so sensible." "It seems that the adopted daughter we adopted is not simple, and it is not easy to subdue that kid" Song Ailing looked at Feng Jiu with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

I don't know, I thought she was looking at her daughter-in-law at this time, not her adopted daughter, "Old man, have you recently got a pot of particularly delicate flowers" Feng Jiu's eyes lit up and looked at the old man, but the old man was shocked by the black line on his wrist that had disappeared.

"Yes, he treasures that pot of flowers, no one is allowed to touch them" The old lady sitting next to the old man, hearing Feng Jiu's words, reached out and took Feng Jiu's hand, and said with a shocked face. "Fortunately, I didn't let you touch it, it's not a good thing" Feng Jiu said and patted the old man's hand, but Han Fei pinched the sweat for his grandmother, he had seen how clean Feng Jiu was, and now he was pulled by his own grandmother not only did not show the slightest impatience, but talked and laughed with the old man.

"Old lady, your qi and blood are a little weak, go back and I'll prescribe two nourishing medicinal recipes for the kitchen, let them make them for you to eat" After Feng Jiu finished speaking, he let go of the old man's hand and raised his hand, Han Fei had already handed the paper and pen to Feng Jiu's hand.

A few people who were sitting on the side and knew Han Fei's temperament subconsciously raised their eyebrows, looked at each other but didn't say anything, everyone tacitly agreed, but at the same time they had a strong interest in that ugly girl, "Xiao Jiu, can you help my uncle take a look, he has old injuries" Han Fei pulled Feng Jiu's clothes and whispered.

"I can see that the left and right shoulders are different, it should be that I have injured my nerves before" Feng Jiu followed Han Fei's gaze and looked at Han Jianguo, "I can't help this at the moment, let your uncle wait, maybe I can help him in the future, it shouldn't be too long" Thinking of her ability, Feng Jiu's eyes had a little more sadness, although her physical condition is much better than before, but her ability is only a little better than before.

Seeing that Han Fei was still trying to say something, Feng Jiu suddenly remembered the physique-enhancing pill he had researched before, "Give this to him, maybe it can relieve his pain when it rains on a cloudy day" Seeing that the other party reprimanded his son three times and twice, and helped himself, Feng Jiu handed the pill to Han Fei very generously.

"I know that you are the kindest, you are a fairy and an immortal, I thank you for my uncle" Han Fei said and walked towards his uncle with the pill, how could the interaction between the two escape Han Jianguo, who was born as a scout.

When he heard Feng Jiu's words, the two old men sitting on the main seat obviously looked at each other, Han Jianguo glanced at his father on the main seat, and saw that the old man nodded to himself, so he took the medicine bottle in Han Fei's hand, "Grandpa, in fact, you don't need to wrap this wound at all, that ointment." Hey, hey" Before Han Fei finished speaking, he saw Feng Jiu quickly stepping on Han Fei's feet.

"What's wrong with this ointment?" Without waiting for Feng Jiu to put the ointment away, the old man had already taken the ointment in his hand first, and when the ointment was just applied to his hand, he clearly felt the special feature of the ointment, but then he heard the conversation between Feng Jiu and Han Fei, and he didn't take this ointment too seriously, and now that Han Fei pointed it out, he was even more sure that this ointment was different.

"It's nothing, it's just faster than normal ointment to heal wounds, if you like it, keep it, don't give it away, otherwise I'll be angry" Feng Jiu said and put the things that should be collected on the table into the backpack, and when she picked up the cup of black blood, everyone could clearly feel her excitement, of course, the reason why Feng Jiu was so good at talking was entirely because the old man provided her, this cup of blood with toxins.