Chapter 7: The training that is about to begin

The sky is high in autumn, the clouds are white, and the woods in autumn are unusually beautiful. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The turquoise leaves of the trees in summer have changed colors by this time. The autumn sun shines on the colorful leaves, and as the leaves sway, they change into a variety of attractive colors in the wind.

A few leaves swirl and fall in the air, like a beautiful and noble butterfly dancing in the air. The ground has been covered with fallen leaves, and the golden and red carpet has made the ugly ground charming.

When the Fu General first arrived, he jumped into the woods, and the trees were all over the woods, as if he had returned to his long-lost home.

The most important thing in this world is the people who destroy the scenery, and the cow chewing peony is the current Moqing.

Wielding an axe, he ping-pong and chopping in the woods. The birds that foraged in the forest and stood on the branches and snoozed leisurely pulled their in shock.

After a fluttering and chirping sound, all that was left was the feathers fluttering in the air, and the layer of bird droppings on the ground that seemed to be sprinkled with lime.

Mo Qing wiped the bird droppings off his face with the leaves as he cursed loudly at the damn hairy beasts.

There was no way to stay in the woods, and the air was filled with the smell of bird droppings. Who knows what the flock of hairy birds are eating indiscriminately, and it stinks so much when they poop.

Hurriedly put the three chopped sticks on his shoulders, and with the axe, Mo Qing ran out of the woods like a fledgle.

Reaching out to take the red hawthorn handed over by the Fu General, Mo Qing glanced at it and threw it far away.

Without it, there's guano on it!

Squatting by the brook at the edge of the forest, even washing his head fiercely, only then did he get rid of the maddening aura.

Fu Jiang stood on Mo Qing's shoulder wet, shook his body vigorously, and shook Mo Qing's face with water, in order to take revenge on Mo Qing's shameless act of forcibly soaking him in water to bathe despite opposition.

When Mo Qing returned home carrying three wooden sticks as thick as his arm, Huang Yaoshi was changing Uncle Mo Lun's dressing in the house.

Compared with yesterday, Uncle Merlun's injury has improved a lot, although the calf is still red and swollen, but it is not as thick as the thigh, and there is more yellow water and pus on the wound, but it can be regarded as a normal reaction.

It seems that Huang Yaoshi's name as a miracle doctor is really not called in vain, such a serious injury, it has only been a few days before he can completely control it.

Huang Yaoshi patiently used bamboo tweezers to remove the residue left on the wound little by little.

Aunt Li stood beside her with a basin of hot water and watched carefully, and whenever Uncle Mo Lun's leg twitched slightly because of the pain, Aunt Li would frown and take a light breath, as if she was the one who suffered.

The whole room was silent, except for the slightly heavier breathing of Uncle Merlun and the sound of water as he twisted the towel.

Aunt Li glanced up at Mo Qing who had returned, and then turned her head back to stare at Uncle Mo Lun's wound.

Mo Qing smiled comfortingly at Uncle Mo Lun, then picked up the towel and stood on tiptoe to wipe the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

Huang Yaoshi didn't seem to notice Mo Qing's arrival, lowered his head, and still cleaned his wounds seriously.

When it was almost dark, Huang Yaoshi finally put the medicine on and bandaged it carefully, and the quiet atmosphere in the room was broken.

Mo Qing diligently poured out the water in the basin, and brought half a basin of warm water from the kitchen for Huang Yaoshi to clean his hands.

"Brother Mo Lun, you are a blessed person, it is rare for a child to be so sensible at his age like Mo Qing. ”

After washing his hands and sitting on the chair brought by Mo Qing, Huang Yaoshi stretched his waist and said very comfortably.

Mo Lun leaned up and said, "Brother, don't praise him, this kid doesn't praise him, he just educated him in the morning, you praise him, he shouldn't be able to find the north again"

"Brother, don't be cheap and behave, others don't know you, can I still not know you? ”

Huang Yaoshi pointed at Uncle Mo Lun and said with a smile.

After speaking, he pointed to the stool in the corner of the wall and said: "This is made by that kid, the head is full of melon seeds at a young age, we didn't expect this method, just this stool will make you suffer less crimes."

The key is that this kid not only has a good brain, but also has good kung fu in his hands, and a stool is made in a decent way, who in our village has this good craft. ”

Uncle Mo Lun smiled happily at what Huang Yaoshi said.

"If you want to say that this child is really good, you also know that your brother and sister and I have always wanted a child, but after so many years, the wish has not been fulfilled after all, and I don't dare to hope for it anymore, but I didn't expect that God would still treat me well after all, and suddenly I sent Mo Qing, the child, to me.

To say that you are not satisfied with this child is nonsense. Just say something in front of you, brother, the children in our village are really not more sensible than Mo Qing. ”

"Brother Merron, let's tell the truth this time!"

Huang Yaoshi laughed and said, "The sky still has eyes, this is all a reward for your good deeds, brother, think about the good things you have done in your life, if you don't give you a child, I will scold the thief for you." ”

Uncle Merlun's mood is obviously excellent, with a smile on his face, and he completely looks like he has everything to do. Then I may have suddenly felt that this was a little bad, so I smiled a little.

Then he said: "This kid is just a little afraid of hardship, and I only came here after seeing him in the first few days, and my body has not yet recovered, so I ignored him."

A few days ago, I was just going to train him well and correct this problem for him, but my leg was injured again, and he was a little young, and he was afraid of some dark injuries, so this matter fell again.

Let's just let this kid get away with it for a while. ”

"Haha, brother, why did you forget me about this? With me here, you can rest assured and boldly discipline him. If I can't even solve this little thing, then I won't be called Huang Yaoshi. ”

After listening to Uncle Merun's words, Huang Yaoshi sat on the chair and stroked the gray beard on his chin and said.

After hearing Huang Yaoshi's words, Uncle Mo Lun also laughed: "With your words, I will rest assured, this kid, I will let him get rid of this problem, living in our place, I am afraid of hardship, but it is not okay." ”

Huang Yaoshi turned his head to Mo Qing, who was holding the dishes and putting them on the table outside, and said, "Boy, you have suffered a sin. ”

Mo Qing had heard their last conversation just now, and he already knew what they were planning. Then he said with a bitter face: "I know that it is not good for the two of you to get together." ”

Looking at Mo Qing's wrinkled face like a bun, the two of them smiled even more happily.

For training, Mo Qing actually has no opinion, now he has already understood the importance of strength, and he is no longer the bear child who chases monkeys all over the mountain.

After Uncle Merlen was injured, he was thinking about how to strengthen himself. What Uncle Mo Lun and the others said tonight is exactly what Mo Qing wants.

After bringing Aunt Li's fried dishes the same, Mo Qing took the chopsticks from the kitchen again.

At the strong request of Huang Yaoshi, the table in the outhouse had been carried by Aunt Li and the others to Uncle Merun's bed.

Huang Yaoshi sat on the chair, took the wine that Aunt Li brought, took a deep sip after opening it, raised his head and took a big sip, then exhaled comfortably and smiled at Uncle Mo Lun who was staring at the wine bottle in his hand: "Don't look at it, your injury is not healed yet, don't think about it, this bottle of wine is exclusive to my brother." ”

After speaking, he poured another mouthful into his mouth, and smashed his mouth beautifully.

Looking at Uncle Mo Lun, who has never been very fond of laughing, with a salivating look, Mo Qing couldn't help laughing.