Chapter 8: The False Villagers
Seeing Xiaobao gradually wake up, Song Ling turned to look at those villagers, she wanted to know, why is she a bad?
Those villagers met Song Ling's eyes, and they became a little timid one by one, Song Ling's eyes were too terrifying.
Song Ling looked at everyone's timid appearance and sneered in his heart.
When he has a long tongue, he says everything, but when it comes to the real confrontation, he is so timid.
Sure enough, people are all the same, they never need power to speak, just move their mouths.
I never felt that language often kills people.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I, Song Ling, just shouldn't die, but everyone always thinks I'm a bad person, so I want to ask, what evil things have I done to make you disgusted?" Song Ling looked at everyone and asked.
When those people heard Song Ling's words, they looked at each other one by one.
Although Song Ling didn't do anything, everyone said that Song Ling was evil, so they naturally went with the flow.
If there is anything evil she has done, it is really not.
"That, Song girl, don't blame your aunt, you see what you are already doing, suddenly come to life, we are a little scared. ”
"But now that you have saved Xiaobao, we believe that you are definitely not evil, you are a good person!"
"Yes, yes, yes, the girl of the Song family, we were confused just now, we listened to Wang Mutou and his daughter-in-law's words, so we misunderstood you, we apologize to you, if we have any incurable diseases in the future, I hope that the girl of the Song family will not hold grudges, and help to see." ”
"Yes, if you want to blame it, blame the damn Wang Mutou, it's okay to spread any rumors, it's really good that the Song family girl can come back to life, and your mother won't be sad now." ”
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The villagers said with a smile on their faces, and at the same time they were quite dissatisfied with Wang Mutou and the others.
When Song Ling heard this, he understood that it was a rumor spread by Wang Mutou.
It's just that these villagers are so fickle, which can be regarded as making Song Ling understand what it means to be false.
These people in front of you are false.
"Sister, why haven't you gone back yet? Auntie is worried about you. Song Jing suddenly blocked in front of Song Ling and looked at the villagers vigilantly.
"Ah Mei, what's going on?" Song Jing asked in a low voice, it was definitely not a good thing for so many people to surround Song Ling.
Coupled with the gossip in the village, Song Jing also understood in his heart, and for a moment he felt that these people were definitely bullying Song Ling.
Song Ling looked at Song Ling's nervous appearance and stood in front of him desperately, and instantly Song Ling's heart warmed.
In her previous life, she had already learned to face it alone, and now she feels a little strange to be protected......
Song Ling simply explained the ins and outs of the matter, and Song Jing suddenly realized, and at the same time was a little surprised.
When did Song Ling learn medicine? But none of that mattered.
"Aunt Liu, you go back to decoction first, now you can let Xiaobao walk. Song Ling said to Aunt Liu.
When Aunt Liu heard this, she immediately nodded, thanked Song Ling one after another, and then left with Xiaobao.
The surrounding villagers saw that Xiaobao was actually able to walk, and instantly revered Song Ling even more.
In this small mountain village, a traveling barefoot man can be respected by the villagers.
What's more, Song Ling is such a wonderful person who rejuvenates?
"Sister, let's go back. Song Kuang took Song Ling's hand and was about to leave.
"Wait, Song girl, I'm really sorry just now, let's give these eggs to you, it's an apology. ”
"Song girl, this is the green vegetables I just picked, you can take it and eat it, it's fresh. ”
"Song girl, this hanging pepper was just picked back by your third uncle, and the taste is also strong, you can take it to cook." ”
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The villagers suddenly became enthusiastic one by one, and everything was stuffed into Song Ling and Song Jing's hands.
After a while, the two of them were stuffed to the brim.
When Song Guo saw this scene, he was a little incredulous, he couldn't borrow an egg on weekdays, but now he sent it to the door, which was really strange.
Song Ling on the side didn't think it was strange, but accepted it as a matter of course.
Isn't the reason why these villagers are so flattering to them because they know how to heal?
In this small and closed mountain village, barefoot Langzhong rarely comes.
Therefore, most people who are sick and do not receive timely treatment will basically die in Huangquan.
It seems that he really has to thank the ethereal spirit son.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the hut, and coughs and coughs floated out.
Song Ling frowned slightly, quickened his pace, and after unloading the things on his body, Song Ling gave Song Ling the herbs in the back basket.
"Big brother, you go and clean it, fry two light side dishes by the way, and stew an egg for A-Niang to eat. ”
"Okay, I'll go. Song Kuang took off the things on his body and said, looking at a basket of more than a dozen eggs, Song Kuang's heart was ruthless and he took one more.
Herbs need to be ground with a mortar before they can be boiled, but Song Ling looked around, but still couldn't find the mortar.
"Ah Niang, have you seen the mortar?" Song Ling asked as he walked into the room.
"Jun Zhu, isn't the mortar in the wooden cabinet? You put it in yourself, did you forget it?" Song Liushi said with a smile.
I have to say that although Song Liu's body is frail and sickly, he has a kind of illness like Xizi's victory of three points.
A pair of Danfeng eyes are enchanting but not charming, and when they laugh, they are even more fascinating, and they are also the first beauty in Xijing in the past.
Song Ling's appearance is exactly with Song Liu's family, but it is soft and rigid, and there is also some of the masculinity of the general Song Huai.
"I seem to remember, mother, you rest first, eldest brother has already cooked, I'll go boil medicine for you." Song Ling said with a smile.
Walking out of the hut, Song Ling had already washed the herbs and put them on the stone slab, and Song Ling found the mortar and began to pound the medicine against the medical book.
Fortunately, the ethereal seeds are clearly marked, including dosage and precautions.
In the stove room, the light smoke swirled and rose, passing away with the wind, and after a while, Song Guo shouted at the top of his voice: "Sister, serve the food." ”
"It's coming. Song Ling responded, poured all the herbs in the mortar into the medicine jar, and brought them into the stove room.
The fragrance that came to his nose made Song Ling's nose slightly sour, and he seemed to have not eaten the food made by Song Ling for more than ten years.
"Sister, the medicine jar is placed there, you go and eat first. Song Kuang wiped the sweat off his head and said with a smile.
"Okay, big brother, come quickly. Song Ling walked out of the kitchen with the food, and two white shadows jumped by.
Song Ling raised his head suddenly, but he didn't find anything, could it be that he was wrong?