For a while, the courtyard of the Zhao family was full of people.

Several uncles of the Zhao family were even more busy greeting people and picking up their prey.

Qian Jun was afraid that there would be too many people to crowd Wang Jiao, so he didn't let her come forward, but just moved a chair and put it in the corner under the eaves and let her sit there, saying that she could see it while she was sitting, and there was no need to go forward to join the heat.

But Wang Jiao sat down as soon as she realized that all she saw was the place above and below the waist line, and she couldn't see any other excitement.

But fortunately, the lively villagers watched for a while and gradually dispersed, so that Wang Jiao could really see the prey piled on the ground.

In particular, the eight wild wolves were piled high together like a hill.

Wang Jiao felt happy when she looked at it, you must know that among the eight wild wolves, seven of them were kicked by herself, although she couldn't say such a great feat, but just thinking about it made her feel refreshed.

After Li Li and Sun Lan's hot water was boiled, a large wooden basin was placed in the open space in the yard, boiling water was poured in, and a few pheasants were soaked in the water.

Mrs. Zhao was still boiling water in the kitchen.

After a while, the courtyard gate was pushed open again, and several villagers came in with tools to kill pigs, and specially invited a butcher.

A huge wooden basin was placed in the middle of the yard, and several young men carried large wooden buckets to the kitchen to fill it with boiling water, and the wooden basin was quickly filled, and they put the big wild boar in the large wooden basin.

The rest of the work is the butcher's.

The eldest uncle Zhao Jianguo and the second uncle Zhao Jianbing had a big shelf in the yard, ready to be used to hang wild wolves and skin them.

The younger uncle Zhao Jianjun was sharpening his knife on the side, to peel so many wild wolves, he couldn't do it without a sharp knife.

The people in the courtyard are busy, and it is even more lively than the New Year.

Wang Jiao glanced at the crowd and quickly found her uncle Zhao Jianjun in the crowd.

He was sharpening his knife, not at all like a seriously injured patient.

She frowned, and asked the little ghost floating above her with some suspicion, "Didn't you say that the little uncle had a wound on his chest, and it was cracked, and the blood was bleeding profusely?" Why don't I look like it? ”

Hearing this, the little ghost glanced at Zhao Jianjun, snorted, stretched out its rag paws and waved, "Master, the little ghost won't lie to you, if you don't believe it, just poke it to ensure that he can show his feet." ”

"Do you know horse's feet?" Wang Jiao was annoyed by the little ghost's grievances, but I have to say that the little ghost knows a lot of things.

The little ghost was ridiculed by Wang Jiao, and he was unconvinced, his little ghost was originally a master of astronomy and geography, and he was simply omniscient, capable of literature and martial arts, and a space elf who was extremely smart.

Although it looks a little bigger, it doesn't affect its all-round inner beauty at all.

Although Wang Jiao trusted the words of the little ghost, the state shown by Zhao Jianjun really did not look like a serious injury.

The only thing that can be explained clearly is that he is hiding his injuries.

If so, the only reason Wang Jiao could think of was that he was afraid that his family would worry.

But it's not a matter of carrying it.

Wang Jiao thought about it, then stood up and walked towards Zhao Jianjun.

Zhao Jianjun, who was sharpening his knife, felt that someone was walking towards him, the movement in his hand did not stop, and when he looked up, he saw Wang Jiao, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Big girl, are you cold?"

Wang Jiao shook her head, and then directly reached out to poke his chest.

Zhao Jianjun subconsciously went to hide, but Wang Jiao was premeditated in advance, intentionally or unintentionally, no matter how fast he was, he was still poked by Wang Jiao's finger.

The wound that had already cracked was poked, and the suppressed pain suddenly hit, and immediately his face turned white and his eyebrows wrinkled.

In this way, Wang Jiao has already determined that Zhao Jianjun is really injured.

And Zhao Jianjun was poked by her, and he was also suspicious in his heart, he didn't know what Wang Jiao meant at all, so he looked up at her.

Wang Jiao only poked once, then stood motionless beside him, and then looked straight at him, as if she wanted to see something from his eyes.

Zhao Jianjun was a little unnatural by her appearance, "Big girl, you ......"

"Uncle, it's time for you to go to the medicine."

"You...... I ......" Zhao Jianjun wanted to say that he was not injured, but seeing Wang Jiao's straight eyes, and the thing that had just poked his wound, he knew that this little girl must have known.

But he covered it up very well, how did this little girl know?

Wang Jiao didn't care what he thought, and he didn't care about the doubts in his heart.

After the big battle against the wolves just now, Zhao Jianjun, the little uncle, she has recognized and accepted it from the bottom of her heart, and she also likes this little uncle, she doesn't want to watch her little uncle suffer.

So, he waved his hand at him, "Little uncle, your blood is going to stain your clothes red." ”

When Zhao Jianjun heard this, he subconsciously looked at his chest, and as soon as he lowered his head, Wang Jiao cracked his mouth and laughed.

You don't want to admit it, there's nothing to say now, right?

The clothes you wear in winter are so thick, how much blood does it take to dye them red?

Zhao Jianjun was just in a hurry, and as soon as he lowered his head, he immediately knew that he was being tricked by Wang Jiao, and looked up at Wang Jiao, why is this little girl so fine?

Then lowered his voice, "Big girl, you have to keep this matter secret for your little uncle, your grandfather and grandmother are old and in poor health, you can't let them worry, and it's going to be the New Year, my little uncle hopes that our family can have a happy New Year, the big girl is the most sensible, and she can promise her little uncle, right?" ”

Knowing that this was the case, Wang Jiao had to nod, not to mention the same thing, the wound was cracked, and the medicine must be used.

So, like Zhao Jianjun, she also lowered her voice and said, "Then the little uncle will go to the medicine first, and I will promise you." ”

Zhao Jianjun smiled when he heard this, "It's okay, when my little uncle just came back, he had already secretly taken medicine, but the wound was cracked a little, and when the snow melted, I would go to the county hospital to re-bandage." ”

When Wang Jiao heard this, her eyes immediately widened in surprise, was he ready to resist?

The little ghost said, what about his wound in the chest, this can also be carried?

The little ghost who was proven innocent floated above Wang Jiao's head, and proudly waved its rag body, it said that it didn't deceive the master, and the master didn't believe it, it floated in front of Zhao Jianjun and shook it a few times, pouted, the wound was so big, the blood flowed so much, and it still wanted to deceive its master of the little ghost?

Hmph, no way, it is suspected by the master, it just wants to expose him, expose him, "Master, master, he lied to you, his wound is so big." It spoke, gesturing its rag fingers in the air a few times, and then added, "There's so much blood coming out of the wounds. Then he stretched out his hand and gestured.