Under the still worried eyes of Old Man Zhao and Old Lady Zhao, he turned around a few times and jumped a few times to prove that he was not panicking.

As soon as the two elders saw Wang Jiao's lively appearance, a heart was put down, and after the worried look on their faces disappeared, they immediately changed to a smile.

However, the old man is always more worried about the child, and Mrs. Zhao asked some more questions, and after making sure that Wang Jiao really didn't have any, she was relieved.

But the smile on his face only bloomed for a moment, and he began to worry about his youngest son Zhao Jianjun again, "Big girl, is there anything wrong with your little uncle?" Have you ever been hurt by a wild wolf? ”

Although Zhao Jianjun did make a move at the beginning, the wolves were cleaned up by Wang Jiao alone.

So he wasn't hurt by the wolf at all.

It's just that he also caused the wound on his body to tear because he shot at the wolf.

Moreover, according to what the little ghost said, it is estimated that his injury is not light.

But seeing the anxious appearance of the two elders, Wang Jiao couldn't bear to scare them, and besides, she didn't see Zhao Jianjun's wounds, and she didn't know how he was hurt.

According to what the little ghost said, the blood on Zhao Jianjun's wound was flowing profusely, that person was already out of breath, okay, can he carry her down the mountain and take people up the mountain to carry prey?

It can be seen that the little ghost is either exaggerating, or he just doesn't know what the uproar means, and the words don't reach the meaning.

So what kind of injuries Zhao Jianjun had, Wang Jiao couldn't estimate it at all.

In order not to panic the two elders, Wang Jiao was organizing the language in her heart, and Qian Jun had already spoken with a smile before her.

"Grandpa, grandma, just now it was my uncle who handed the girl into my hands, I asked him, it's okay, the body is very clean, there are no traces of injury, when we go down the mountain, he also arranged for everyone to move the prey."

As soon as Old Man Zhao and Mrs. Zhao heard Qian Jun's words, their hearts fell to the ground.

The body is clean, there are no signs of injury, and there is still the strength to arrange people to move the prey, then basically there will be no major problems.

The two elders smiled and led Wang Jiao and Qian Jun home.

As soon as the courtyard door was opened, the five children, including Qian Hao, all poured out of the hall, and they all rushed to Wang Jiao with an anxious face.

Qian Hao was even more worried.

"Sister girl, are you okay? Are there any injuries? …..”

Wang Jiao......

This is the third time I have answered this question.

But everyone also cares about her, she can only patiently say what she said to Qian Jun and Mrs. Zhao again.

As soon as the words were finished, the two aunts of the Zhao family, Li Li and Sun Lan, also came out of the hall, still worried, "Girl, are you .....injured?"

Wang Jiao supported her forehead......

Qian Jun looked at his expression, looked funny, and hurriedly opened his mouth to relieve her first.

When he finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I know that everyone cares about themselves, but the same question has been explained four times, in fact, it is quite uncomfortable, Wang Jiao cast a grateful little look at Qian Jun, and really wanted to send a little red flower to praise him.

A group of people entered the hall and sat around the brazier.

The warm flames in the brazier spit tongues of fire, baking the room very warm, Wang Jiao stretched out her hand, the warm feeling came to her face, and she exhaled comfortably.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao came over with a bowl of thick porridge from the kitchen, and greeted Wang Jiao with a smile, "The girl hasn't eaten breakfast yet, are you hungry?" Come and drink a bowl of porridge, grandma added sugar to you, it must be sweet. ”

Qian Jun hurriedly reached out to pick it up, picked up the spoon and began to feed.

Wang Jiao wanted to do it herself, but in fact, the wound on her hand was already dry and scarred, although she didn't dare to let the wound heal too quickly to arouse suspicion, but she still wiped some of the necessary spiritual spring water.

So now those wounds just look scary, but in fact they are much better, not as fragile as before, and not as painful as before.

Serving a bowl and drinking porridge, although it is still a little inconvenient, can barely be done.

But Qian Jun doesn't think so, in his opinion, the injury on Wang Jiao's hand is scarred, where can it withstand the toss, if it cracks again, it is certain to leave a scar.

What little girl in the world doesn't love beauty, if her sister has a scar on her hand because of this, she won't complain that her brother doesn't care about her when she grows up?

Anyway, in a word, before the injury is healed, Wang Jiao is not allowed to do it herself.

Qian Jun's reaction was so intense, Wang Jiao really didn't expect it, in order to keep herself from being served like a disabled household all day long, so she secretly decided in her heart that she had to make the wound heal faster.

She had to apply the bottle of yellow potion that Qian Hao brought from home several times in front of Qian Jun to cover up the secret that her wound healed exceptionally quickly.

Wang Jiao drank the porridge fed by Qian Jun, and told everyone about Zhao Jianjun's majestic posture against the wolves.

"At that time, the little uncle only used four snow balls to knock down four wild wolves, and scared the other three into not moving......

Everyone in the room listened with relish, several adults were also serious, and the children were even more excited, and while sighing at Zhao Jianjun's awesomeness, they urged Wang Jiao to speak quickly.

Wang Jiao tried her best to explain the story very concisely, so as not to be unable to catch up with what the two said after Zhao Jianjun came back.

"Uncle kicked one by one and kicked all the wolves to the ground......"

After the story was told, a bowl of thick porridge also went down to Wang Jiao's stomach.

The story that was concisely finished by Wang Jiao in one sentence, although everyone was not happy enough to listen to it, they were still very satisfied.

Take Wang Jiao's words just now, and brag to the friends in the village, it is already enough.

After listening to the story, everyone couldn't sit still, and ran to the courtyard again to start a snowball fight, this time their team was not like before, and it was enough to divide into two factions.

Rather, both factions now have their own names.

One team is called the Wolves, and the other is called the Hunters.

The five children were playing happily in the yard, and Wang Jiao was also roasted warmly, standing under the eaves and looking lively.

The snow outside had stopped, and the snow in the yard had taken on a thick layer.

The people who went to the mountains to carry the prey also carried the full prey into the courtyard of the Zhao family.

Several children threw the snow balls in their hands and surrounded them, fat wild boars, brightly feathered pheasants, fat hares, and the most eye-catching were eight sturdy wolves.

The hunt was truly rewarding.

Everyone piled up the prey in the open space in the yard, leaving a few capable villagers to help skin and cut it.

Li Li and Sun Lan hurriedly went to the kitchen to boil water.

There were also many villagers who came to see the excitement at this time, and the exclamations of the children and the exclamations of the adults were undoubtedly not envious of the Zhao family's bumper harvest.