Seeing the wolves retreating without a fight, Yang Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, barely stood up, and almost fell down with a stumble, only to feel that there was no pain on his body, and no place was not injured.

Yang Xiu grinned in pain and said, "Stinky girl, when the surnamed Liang dragged you with an iron chain, you also hurt like this!" ”

Yang Xiu limped home, and did not go to sleep immediately, but lifted the cauldron from the stove and put it on the ground, picked up a flat stone slab, and put it directly on the red stove fire, and then cut the tubers into small pieces and baked them on it.

It took two or three hours to bake, and when it was almost dawn, the tubers were roasted and ground into a fine white powder.

I put it under my nose and sniffed it, and it smelled astringent, which was not good.

Yang Xiu took out a small bag from the cabinet with his hand, took out a few pink dried flowers from it, crushed them into fine powder, and mixed them with white powder, and the medicinal powder suddenly turned pale pink, filled with a faint fragrance.

Yang Xiu was satisfied with the medicine powder in one place, and after searching in the house for a long time, he didn't find anything containing the medicine powder, so he tore off the square piece of the washed brown clothes, wrapped the medicine powder, held it in his arms, lay on the kang, and slept with his eyes closed.

It's just that there are too many scratches on the body, how it hurts to lie down, how uncomfortable it is to turn over, so I simply sat up, got off the kang, walked out of the door, walked two steps and stopped, lowered my head and picked up a black carbon strip from under the stove, returned to the house, and wrote a line of words outside the cloth wrapped in medicine, wrapped it up again, and walked out.

Walking to Huang's house, he tiptoed over the fence wall, walked to the window where Huang Zheng slept, raised his hand and wanted to put the medicine bag on the windowsill, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop", and the soles of his feet were caught by something, so painful that Yang Xiu almost screamed.

Lifting the right foot that was clamped, a mouse trap just clamped the sole of Yang Xiu's foot, because Yang Xiu came out temporarily today, pulling a pair of straw sandals with his hand, this clip clamped the whole foot without waste, and instantly swollen red and purple.

Yang Xiu is so angry, the stinky girl's pots are all made of stone, but there is extra iron to hit the mouse trap, is this specifically for herself?

Yang Xiu angrily threw the medicine bag on the windowsill and said viciously: "Why don't you hurt to death!! Ugly girl, stinky girl!! ”

Yang Xiu swung his fist twice at the window, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only limp home.

In the morning, when Huang Zheng woke up and wanted to clean the yard, he found a scented cloth on the windowsill, instinctively took two steps back, checked the back of his hand and arm, and found that there were not countless mosquito bags added like last time.

Huang Zheng felt a little calmer, picked up a branch, and approached cautiously, only to see a line of words written crookedly on the cloth: Panax notoginseng powder, fumigation of the affected area, bone and tendon. ”

Who sent this medicine? In Huang Zheng's impression, except for the Osmanthus family, no one else knows about his injury, who could it be?

Huang Zheng used a branch to pick open the cloth, revealing a pale pink powder.

Looking down at the bottom of the window, one of the three rat traps placed in advance had passed, and there was still a little blood on it.

In this way, the person who kindly gave himself medicine was injured by the rat trap he made, is this considered revenge and ingratitude?

Huang Zheng didn't want to mention how embarrassed he was, and he wanted to know more and more who this person was.