At this point, Han said it simply and crisply.

Seeing her wake up, Qiao Mo'er was very happy. Turning his head to look at Qiao Guangfa, who was weaving baskets in the yard at the main gate, his eyes narrowed slightly, his mother had already taken it, and she was afraid that she would have to work hard for this father.

"Mo'er, Mo'er, something happened!"

At this moment, a child's shout came from outside the door, which was extremely hurried and panicked.

Qiao Mo'er got up and walked out, looking at a little girl about eleven or twelve years old standing at the gate, wearing a pink cardigan skirt, and couldn't help laughing, "Qiu'er, what's wrong with this?" ”

She knows this little girl, her name is Zhao Qiu'er, she belongs to Zhao Xiang's family in the east of the village, and she is one of the few good little girls in the village who plays with Qiao Mo'er.

"Mo'er, didn't your family pick up a kid a few days ago?" Zhao Qiu'er pulled Qiao Mo'er and asked.

"yes, what's wrong?" Hearing Liu Zening, thinking of what Zhao Qiu'er said just now, the smile on Qiao Mo'er's face instantly froze, and she frowned, "Qiu'er, you speak slowly." ”

"He was beaten at the head of the village!"

"What?"

Qiao Mo'er's heart sank, and she looked at Zhao Qiu'er as if she was wondering if she was lying.

They picked up someone in the house, and they didn't hide it, and the village almost knew about it. So she wasn't surprised when Zhao Qiu'er asked just now, but to say that Liu Zening was beaten...

In the past few days in their house, Liu Zening has not gone to the village except for digging crabs with Qiao Xu and going up the mountain to cut pigweed, let alone offending anyone, so how can he be beaten?

"It's true, that head was smashed, there was a lot of blood, my father saw him sent to Hu Langzhong, and I came to find you." Zhao Qiu'er pulled Qiao Mo'er and went out.

Zhao Qiu'er didn't need to lie to her, Qiao Mo'er asked her to wait for a while, went back to the house and took the silver, shouted Qiao Xu, and didn't even explain to Han and Qiao Guangfa, so she dragged Zhao Qiu'er to Hu Langzhong's house.

When he arrived at Hu Langzhong's house, Qiao Mo'er saw Liu Zening lying on a bamboo bed, his face was pale and bloodless, and Hu Langzhong was bandaging his forehead.

"Mo'er, Xuzi, you're here." Zhao Xiang, who was standing outside, greeted the two.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao, for sending Ze Ning." Qiao Xu thanked Zhao Xiang.

"This kid's head was smashed, it's okay, I'll take Qiu'er back first." Zhao Xiang smiled innocently, and took Qiu'er's hand to leave.

Qiao Mo'er suddenly woke up, quickly stopped Zhao Xiang's way, and asked politely, "Does Uncle Zhao know who hit Liu Zening?" ”

"This..."

"I know." Zhao Qiu'er raised a hand and said quickly, "It's the stone and the iron egg in the village, I also saw your uncle..."

"This child was beaten and didn't fight back, I happened to pass by with Qiu'er, and when I saw that the child was covered with blood, I went up to drink it, and the children ran away. Your uncle didn't do anything, but it was under a tree not far away..."At this point, Zhao Xiang didn't say any more, and took Zhao Qiu'er home.

Stones, iron eggs, and Qiao Wenhao...

Looking at Liu Zening lying on the bamboo bed, Qiao Mo'er's face was gloomy and a little scary.

"The original injury has just healed, and this injury has been injured again, and it didn't hit the temple, otherwise this life will be difficult to save." Hu Langzhong took off Liu Zening's clothes, looked at the new bruises on his body and sighed.

"Mo'er..."

"I'm fine."

Hearing her brother's worried voice, Qiao Mo'er shook her head.

When Hu Langzhong finished giving Liu Zening the medicine, let Qiao Xu carry him, and returned home, Qiao Guangfa and Han were nervous again, and after listening to Qiao Mo'er's words, Qiao Guangfa couldn't help but be stunned.

"Your uncle, he... How could it be possible to beat Zening..."

"Dad, do you suspect Uncle Zhao of lying and arranging my uncle?"

Qiao Mo'er was in a particularly bad mood at this time, listening to Qiao Guangfa speak for Qiao Wenhao, she couldn't help but feel a little colder.