Let's say that after Uncle Feng's leg was injured, after a period of recuperation, it gradually calmed down. It's a pity, the legs are cut off, otherwise, both legs are good at this time, and the life is strong.

On this day, Uncle Feng was sitting in his room, drinking alcohol alone, and the sky outside was gloomy, and it was about to rain. At this moment, there was a person standing outside, who glanced at Uncle Feng and called out his name. "Are you called Uncle Feng?" The man outside asked. "Yes, is there something wrong?" Uncle Feng replied curiously.

"You lost a leg due to our negligence, but luckily we saved your leg with ice, so please come with us." The man in the white coat said.

"What are you going to do?" Uncle Feng was a little resistant, and he didn't take the words of the man in the white coat to heart, he had already lost a leg, but he couldn't lose the only one left, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live the days ahead.

"Don't worry, we want to reattach this leg for you." The white coat said so.

Hearing this, Uncle Feng didn't say anything at this time, his lost leg could be regained, which couldn't be better, so without saying a word, he followed the white coat out of his house door and limped away. Soon, Uncle Feng entered the hospital, and after careful comparison, he found that the amputated leg was Uncle Feng's, and it was a good leg, and there was no need to amputate it. Fortunately, it was preserved, otherwise, it would have done a great bad thing.

Uncle Feng entered the operating room again, and when he came out, he was already lying on the hospital bed, and after a period of recuperation, he was able to stand up. When Uncle Feng appeared in the deserted village again, the first person to look at him and cry was the thin man, who once felt that he only had one broken leg, and he could beat him, no, once in a dark night, the thin man hated and beat this Uncle Feng. However, when he heard that Uncle Feng had returned to the deserted village intact, everything seemed so magical, which made the thin man really feel incredible.

On the night when Uncle Feng came back, he went to the remote thatched hut, where the lights were dim and unclear, and from time to time they were lit out in the wind, and at first glance, it looked like a ghost fire. The man who stayed in the dilapidated hut coughed from time to time, and the cough was accompanied by the voice of a lady, which sounded quite delicate, and should be a good-looking woman. This is the young woman.

The night was already quite cold, and the reason why Uncle Feng appeared in this thatched hut was entirely to come and see this thin man, not to beat people, there was no need for this! Uncle Feng is not a stingy person. He came to see his old friends and talk to these two by the way, otherwise, wouldn't it be desolate to stay in his own room and hang on to each other!

When Uncle Feng appeared outside the hut, the thin man suddenly got up from his bed, and he didn't dare to cough for a while, for fear that if he accidentally offended this Uncle Feng, then his life would be difficult in the future. At this time, seeing that Uncle Feng was as intact as ever, the thin man no longer dared to hit anyone, so he came to the outside of his room at this time, looking at this Uncle Feng with a lovely smile on his face.

"You're here?" The thin man asked.

"Hmm." Uncle Feng said this as he broke into the hut, sat at a stone table inside, took out the wine, and drank it alone. And the thin man stood respectfully beside Uncle Feng at this time, unfashionable and wanted to give him a cigarette, and also came to his side, and kept patting his back for it, which was said to reduce the fatigue of the body.

"Call her over, beat Lao Tzu's back, I'm so fucking tired." Uncle Feng said while looking at the young woman lying on the bed.

However, the young woman is also quite embarrassed, this Uncle Feng is really, neither his husband nor his relatives, why should he be so forced? However, if you don't beat Uncle Feng's back, the consequences will be quite serious, and you may have to beat your husband. This came over, and without saying a word, he wanted to beat Uncle Feng's back.

Outside the thatched hut, the chaotic rain was sprinkled at this time, and the rustling sound corresponded with the sound of the young woman beating her back. The thin man stood quietly to the side and watched, and when Uncle Feng said dirty words and boring words, he just licked his lips, and he definitely didn't dare to take any extreme actions. This thin man can no longer be like before, take advantage of the danger of others, and fall into the well, otherwise, Uncle Feng is very likely to kill him.

When this young woman was beating Uncle Feng's back, Uncle Feng still wanted to smell the flower she wore on her head, and for some reason, the fragrance of the flower at this time was really rare in the world, and the person who smelled this fragrance, even if Uncle Feng was recovering from a serious illness, it was also refreshing and wonderful! Uncle Feng smelled the flowers on the young woman's head from time to time in front of this thin man, and seeing this Uncle Feng like this, the thin man didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Uncle Feng was eating chicken legs, drinking wine, touching the woman's hand, and having a smile on his face. But when you look at this thin man again, you will find that he is already looking like a fool. I really shouldn't have beaten Uncle Feng when he was sick, otherwise, why would Uncle Feng walk into his house for no reason?

Fortunately, Uncle Feng is broad-minded and not as small-bellied as him, otherwise, in the dead silence of the deserted village at this time, what would Uncle Feng do to this young woman? That goes without saying.

"Come, drink a drink, and think about other unbearable things, because it's useless to think about it." Uncle Feng dropped these words, and pulled the thin man to drink together, but the thin man didn't dare to sit with Uncle Feng for anything, for fear that after Uncle Feng got drunk, he would get drunk and beat himself.

"Uncle Feng, you use it slowly, I don't know how to drink, besides, my belly is too small, I just eat, and I can't hold so much wine at this time." The thin man looked at this Uncle Feng and said.

"Do you have a small belly?" As Uncle Feng said this, he touched the thin man's belly, feeling that it was really a little small.

"Have you really eaten?" Uncle Feng asked.

"I don't dare to lie to you, I've really eaten it. If you eat and drink again, I'm afraid you'll die. The emaciated man said.

"Oh, then call your woman to come over and have a few drinks with Lao Tzu." Uncle Feng said. But when I saw this young woman at this time, I didn't know where to go, probably thinking that something was going to happen, so I left the hut early, and I didn't know what to do outside.

Seeing that his woman walked out of this hut, the thin man followed, and he had to find his woman back, otherwise, how could he be worthy of the woman's mother's trust in him? But when I went out and looked, I found that there was nothing outside, only an empty sky, and a few faint white clouds scattered in this sky, and that's it.