"I don't know how much is appropriate, you just have to speak."

"Childe, look at it and give it some, as much as you want."

I'm not afraid of anything, I'm afraid of this sentence.

If you give too much, you will suffer a loss, and if you give less, you will be a little embarrassed in terms of face.

"Dinner counts as 20 yuan, accommodation counts as 20 yuan, and if it is inconvenient for you to go out, I will ask the doctor to come and see you, and let the doctor see a doctor is a piece of my heart."

The two strong laborers in Nanjing City are also paid this wage, and the prices here are relatively low, and the money given by Zheng Xiong is not low.

When a few young men heard about the money, they were a little excited, and the money was enough for their brothers to eat for several days.

"Childe, you have given too much, you caught the fish yourself, where do you need money to live in such a small place."

"My son has always been the same when he speaks, just take it for you, be polite."

"If the son wants to give it, just give ten cents, the doctor really doesn't need it."

"I'll turn my face if I say it again!"

"Uh~~"

It's relatively rare to rush to send money, and Zheng Xiong's words are really difficult to answer.

"Childe said so, then thank you very much, and the doctor's words also ask Childe to take back his life."

"Why, you look down on me."

"Don't dare."

"That's not the end of it."

Wei Hong couldn't resist Zheng Xiong, speechless.

A group of people stared at Zheng Xiong in the dark, and several guys stared at Zheng Xiong directly, but Zheng Xiong was gone.

Later generations were accustomed to eating first and then giving money, and they didn't pay for it right away, which disappointed a few guys.

Time passed, and the second pot of dried fish was freshly baked, and each person was given some, which was considered a formal dinner.

After eating, Zheng Xiong felt a little full.

Wei Hong and the others finished eating, then took another pot of dried small fish and spoke to Zheng Xiong.

"Childe, I'll cook another pot of kang, and I'll eat hungry at night."

"Well, thank you, there's hot water to wash up."

"Then I'll boil some hot water when this pot is finished."

"Okay, no problem."

The light rain inside the house gradually stopped, and the heavy rain outside was much lighter at this time.

By the time the pot of small fish was finished, the clouds had already disappeared outside.

Walking out of the thatched house, the sky is clear, the moon is hanging high, and the stars are sprinkled, which is brighter than in the house.

If there were no mosquito bites, this picturesque mood would have been quite enjoyable, but it was ruined by the mosquitoes that came out from time to time and buzzed.

The hot water was quickly served, Wei Hong handed it to Zheng Xiong, took the hot water, and Zheng Xiong took the water to wash.

Hold a touch of hot water, sprinkle it on your face, rub it twice at will, and sprinkle a touch of hot water, and your face will be washed.

The life of a man without a woman is so rough, and Zheng Xiong has no one to serve him now, so he has to get by, he came over like this in his previous life, and he is quite calm.

It's the same with Bigfoot, it's considered to have been washed twice with water.

A few of his bodyguards didn't have this treatment, how to show the difference if there was no difference, and they didn't pay so much attention to it, so they walked directly in cold water.

After a few people finished washing, Wei Hong took a few people to the boys' room.

The large bunk, between the bed and the roof, a layer of thatch is laid with wooden planks to filter the rainwater falling from the grass shed.

The bed was a little dirty, and there was a rustling sound when he sat down, and Zheng Xiong lifted the sheets, and there was a layer of straw inside.

There were also a few worn-out futons stacked on top of the beds.

This condition is really a little worse, whether it is in the future or the present world, Zheng Xiong has never lived in such a bad place, this kind of scene completely exists in the legend.

Wei Hong stood aside, watched Zheng Xiong tinkering, and waited until Zheng Xiong stopped before speaking.

"I've wronged my son, my conditions here are really shabby, and the hospitality is not good, don't blame me."

"Forget it, that's it, I'm sorry for today, your life is really hard, it's not easy for you to pull a few children up alone, it's my requirements are a little higher."

"That boy rests early, if you need to tell me."

"Well, thank you."

Waiting for Wei Hong to leave, Zheng Xiong looked at the strong man bodyguard in front of him in a daze, a few little children can still squeeze in, don't think about so many strong men, the movement is a little bigger, and this bed is estimated to be unbearable.

Seeing this humble bed, the little official was also a little speechless, and the two words "shabby" were enough to explain the current situation.

"My lord, you rest first, and I will serve by the side."

"You guys lie down on it one by one and try to see how many people you can withstand."

When the little official heard this, he lay down on the bed, and then added two strong men, plus Zheng Xiong, and the four of them lay down on the bed, their ankles still exposed.

The bed seems to have reached its limit, and the bed board is shaky and creaking, and it looks like it will fall apart if it moves a little more.

and called down a strong man, and the bed board was not like a short life, and it could bear it.

"There are only three sleeping in the bed, you go and ask if there is a small bench, if there is, you can only sit outside, and you have been wronged to keep vigil."

"Don't be wronged, even if you rest, my lord, I'll sleep for one less night."

"It's good to be young, it's hard."

A few people on the side looked at each other, a few meanings, you are the youngest, okay.

The remaining three people only found a chair from Wei Hong, one made a chair, and the other two sat on the edge of the door and acted as door gods.

Soon, Zheng Xiong lay on the bed in a daze and fell asleep, but the mosquitoes that flew from time to time made Zheng Xiong tired of it.

The wormwood in his arms is useless.

Zheng Xiong walked out of the door, and several people who were on vigil hurriedly got up and saluted Zheng Xiong.

"My lord, if you need any help?"

"There are too many mosquitoes, I can't sleep, what can you do?"

"Why don't we fan the adults to repel mosquitoes."

"Okay, I'll ask if there's a fan."

Zheng Xiong, who couldn't sleep for a while, came to the thatched house where Wei Hong was and asked into the room.

"Girl, have you slept?"

"No, what do you have to say?"

"But there are cattails, and there are too many mosquitoes to sleep."

"Yes, Childe later."

Wei Hong walked out of the house, found a puff fan and handed it to Zheng Xiong.

Under the moonlight, the dead skin on Wei Hong's face seems to be much less, and at a glance, if you ignore the dead skin on her face that seems to fall off at any time, Wei Hong's face is quite good.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are bright, and the charm is rich.

The long-term malnutrition and a girl's family pulling a few guys made Wei Hong's more vicissitudes, and the rough feeling on his hands was clearly palpable by inadvertent contact.

The flaws are not hidden, if you look closely, you can still feel that Wei Hong's conditions are still very good, and it is natural that she can be sought after when she is a child.

"Childe, I'll have a pu fan, and I'm afraid others won't be able to take care of it."

"Oh, I'm fine, you go to sleep."

After taking the pu fan, Zheng Xiong turned his head and left, shaking his head and sighing.

It's a good girl, but it's a pity that it's ruined in the face.

If it weren't for this face, there would be a little desire to chat and lick it.

(End of chapter)