Although the description of the little ghost is a bit exaggerated, even if it is reduced countless times, it is still very scary.

Wang Jiao immediately looked at Zhao Jianjun with a little reproach and worried, "Uncle Xiao is deceiving, I can smell the blood on your body." Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she continued to whisper: "Don't say that it is the blood of the prey, human blood and animal blood, I can tell the difference, my nose is very smart." ”

She had to cut off Zhao Jianjun's perfunctory words first.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Zhao Jianjun really had nothing to say, although he was surprised that she had a keen sense of smell, but the expression on her face was even more scornful.

looked at Wang Jiao's eyes and was also a little evasive.

But Wang Jiao looked at him like that, eager to see a hole in his body, Zhao Jianjun had no choice, so he had to smile bitterly and shook his head, "Uncle Xiao came back from the hospital, only oral medicine, the wound was bandaged by the doctor, there was no external dressing, the road into the city was closed in the past two days, and I couldn't go to the hospital." ”

When he says this, he should be able to confess and be lenient, right?

When Wang Jiao heard that this was the case, she thought about it and glanced at the little ghost floating in front of Zhao Jianjun.

The little ghost was trembling when she saw it, and immediately felt bad, and the master wanted to use spiritual spring water to clean his wounds?

Hey~~ Mom, how much spiritual spring water has to be wasted, it lowered its head stupidly, not wanting to see Wang Jiao.

It's really shooting yourself in the foot, this is the price of being talkative, the little ghost really wants to slap himself a few big ears.

Wang Jiao pulled Zhao Jianjun's sleeve and pulled him into the house, "I have medicine, my uncle can use my medicine." ”

Zhao Jianjun knew that Wang Jiao had injuries on her hands, and guessed that the medicine Wang Jiao said must be the medicine she used to wipe her hands, and it was probably of little use to her own injuries, but his niece had good intentions, and he had to accept it.

Besides, he was afraid that if he didn't comply, his niece would shout about his injury, and he couldn't hide it when he wanted to, so he had to follow her back to the house.

There was just extra hot water in the kitchen, and Mrs. Zhao thought that Wang Jiao wanted to wash her face, so she brought the water to the hall and was taken by Zhao Jianjun.

Wang Jiao brought Qian Jun over, whispered a few words to him in her ear, and took out two medicine bottles from her baggage and handed them to him.

When Qian Jun heard that Zhao Jianjun was injured, he was first taken aback, and then looked at the two medicine bottles in his hand, one bottle was very familiar, it was the bottle of yellow potion in their house, and the other bottle had never been seen, it was probably brought by Wang Jiao from her previous home.

The two entered Zhao Jianjun's house together, he had already taken off his padded jacket outside, and when he saw Wang Jiao actually coming in with Qian Jun, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Jiao pretended to test the temperature of the water in the wooden basin, took out a few drops of spiritual spring water from the space and poured them into the basin, and then went out.

The door was closed, and Qian Jun stayed in the room to help Zhao Jianjun clean his wounds and give him medicine as Wang Jiao said.

The courtyard outside was busy, and the children were playing around the busy adults like the Chinese New Year.

After twenty minutes, the door was opened, and Qian Jun came out of the room with a white face, still holding a basin in his hand, covered with a dark cloth, and he couldn't see the clear eyes, but when he walked past Wang Jiao, a strong smell of blood still made her nose wrinkle.

Zhao Jianjun was still sitting on the bed after getting dressed, and when he saw Wang Jiao coming in, a smile appeared on his somewhat pale face.

"The big girl is coming."

Wang Jiao's eyes swept up and down and left and right on him before nodding.

Seeing that she cared so much about herself, Zhao Jianjun's heart was instantly warm, and the smile on his face became even bigger.

"The big girl's medicine is very good, the little uncle is fine, don't worry about the big girl."

The water and yellow potion for scrubbing the wound are mixed with spiritual spring water, and the external application of the medicinal powder is also the best medicine in the space, so the effect should be very good.

This is the first time that Wang Jiao has used medicine for trauma, and she doesn't know what the effect is, not that she is worried that it will not work, on the contrary, she is afraid that the effect is too good to make people doubt.

Although they are all done with reference to what the little ghost said, she is still a little unsure about the specific situation.

The little ghost gave up a few drops of spiritual spring water, and was in a bad mood, so he hid in the space and sulked.

Because there were a lot of prey to deal with, the Zhao family's lunch was eaten in a hurry, and those prey were not processed until evening.

Old man Zhao discussed it with his three sons, and thanks to the help of the villagers, he divided the pork and wolf meat today, and the family gave some away.

In particular, those who helped carry up the mountain and those who helped to clean up the prey were each given a small piece of wild boar meat and a small piece of wolf meat.

By the time everything was done, it was already dark, and the snowflakes outside were falling again.

This dinner was also under the joint management of the eldest aunt Li Li and the second aunt Sun Lan, which was very rich.

Under the dim kerosene lamp, the family gathered around the dining table and ate happily.

The large pot of pheasant soup has a clear yellow luster, a few green onions on the braised wild boar are particularly bright, and there is a rare sauce roasted wolf meat.

In this era when food is not abundant, these three dishes are already something that many families can't eat during the New Year, but today, three things came out of the Zhao family's dinner table at once.

Not to mention the children at the table, it was several adults of the Zhao family, all of whom had bright eyes.

Qian Jun took a piece of lean meat and sent it to Wang Jiao's bowl, seeing that she was a little clumsy, he couldn't help but ask again, "Girl, why don't I feed you." ”

Wang Jiao swallowed the meat in her mouth, then raised her head and shook it, "No, I can do it myself." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, "Look, look, it's all right." ”

The dense dark brown blood scab in her palm looked very strong, and it seemed to be much faster than the scratches on Qian Jun's face, but because of the blood scab, the chopsticks were not very flexible.

Qian Jun nodded, it was not easy to force it, just watching her eat, he was a little anxious, and hurriedly sandwiched a piece of lean wild boar meat for her.

Wang Jiao persuaded Qian Jun and buried her head in her rice bowl, the taste of wild boar meat was really good.

But she still wanted to taste the pheasant, so she swallowed a piece of wild boar again, lifted her head from her rice bowl, and looked over the pot of pheasant soup.

Before she could raise her hand, she saw a chicken leg caught in the chopsticks fall into her bowl.

She looked at the owner of the chopsticks, and Zhao Jianjun was looking at her with a smile on his face.

Wang Jiao smiled a little embarrassed.

A chicken has only two legs, and there are three children younger than her watching at this table, and besides, she is a guest at someone else's house.

Wang Jiao subconsciously looked at the children of the Zhao family, and at this look, the three little ones really looked at her with the same eyes.