Li Xun looked at the little persimmon, and he didn't know what to do in this situation. The little persimmon was also stunned when he saw him, and in a blink of an eye, he remembered who he was, and screamed "whoops", and pounced on him. It's all out of order.

Li Xun flashed to the side, not to do it, not to do it, it was very embarrassing.

Seeing that the blow missed, the little persimmon turned around and pounced towards Li Xun again, with both hands one in front of the other, alternating between the two feet, stepping on small steps, and using a set of "small lost palms" passed by Huang Ju. Li Xun retreated again and again, but he couldn't avoid it, and slapped his left shoulder. It hurts so much that it doesn't hurt, it's just that the little persimmon is cooking, and his hands are a little dirty, and this palm hit Li Xun's shoulder, and a small black handprint was imprinted on his shoulder.

Li Xun wore clean clothes in the morning and got dirty, and he was also a little annoyed, so he stepped forward, received two palms from the little persimmon, fished it with both hands, and scooped both hands of the little persimmon in his hands: "Stop, I'm looking at today, I don't remember you like this today, don't think I'm afraid of you......"

At this time, where could the little persimmon hear what he said, and when he saw that his hands were caught, he kicked his feet together, kicking the ground dusty, although he didn't kick Li Xun, but their clothes were stained with dust.

Li Xun was furious, and threw the little persimmon out with both hands, but the little persimmon couldn't stand up, fell to the ground, and rolled a few times.

Zhu Changshou in the house heard the sound, rushed out, saw the little persimmon on the ground, didn't say a word, and threw the bowl in his hand towards Li Xun.

Li Xun's anger surged: "You two are too deceitful, when I am really afraid of you?" He wiped his face indiscriminately, took a step forward, pinched the sword, used his palm as a sword, and slashed at Zhu Changshou with a palm, and somehow, the sad old face of the old man on the bed flashed in front of him, and he couldn't help but retract a little bit of strength.

The little persimmon got up, and without greeting Zhu Changshou, he pounced from Li Xun's side, Zhu Changshou took a step sideways, twisted his waist, and was one leg again. Faintly heard a chaotic sound in the room, Zhu Changshou was afraid that something would happen to Grandpa Liang, so he stopped castration, but where could he stop, the person was on the same side, fell to the ground, and rolled two times along the momentum of the kick before stopping the castration.

Li Xunyi's "sword" was cleaved, Zhu Changshou on the opposite side took a step and flashed over, Li Xun collected the "sword" style, stopped the word "split", one hand was steady, and turned "split" into "teasing" to Zhu Changshou's kick to block it, he was so powerful at this time, he believed that even if he had collected a few percent of his strength, this note would make Zhu Changshou rise to the ground. It's just that this flirt was empty, Zhu Changshou somehow rolled to the ground by himself, and he couldn't stop castrating, and swept one foot to his feet, fortunately he was very stable, so he was not made to be vain.

This Zhu Changshou rolled to the ground, and a pair of fleshy palms of the little persimmon were also imprinted on Li Xun's side of the chest, the little persimmon practiced very diligently, with the efforts of Huang Ju and Hongyou, plus the pills in the green bag village, the internal force of the body has a little bit of heat, this palm is struck, the internal strength is contained but not released, and it seems to be the same. His two palms hit Li Xun's body, his palms were vigorous, like defeating leather, and there was a muffled sound, and the clothes in the palms flew like butterflies, revealing a large part of Li Xun's chest.

Li Xun's clothes are ordinary clothes, and they don't have any protection attached, and they can't withstand the power of the little persimmon's palm, so they become rags, but this palm ends here. The little persimmon's palm power spit out, and it scattered on Li Xun's skin, and Li Xun's chest was not even red.

Li Xun was urged by the palm of the little persimmon, the person leaned back, and involuntarily took a step back, he was already mixed by Zhu Changshou, and was pushed by the little persimmon, and a back eight forks went down. The knot fell to the ground solidly, the little persimmon was empty, his strength was discharged, and he also followed Li Xun's momentum and threw himself on the ground together. This time Zhu Changshou was at the bottom, Li Xun pressed Zhu Changshou's legs and feet, and the little persimmon lay on Li Xun's body.

Zhu Changshou pulled his leg out, and when he saw that the little persimmon was still on Li Xun, he shouted with both hands: "Persimmon, don't fight, look at the room, Grandpa Liang fell ......"

When the little persimmon heard this, he immediately stopped fighting, and rushed to the door with a roll.

Li Xunyi fell to the ground, he was slapped a few times by the little persimmon after he had no head and no brain, and one palm hit him right in the eye, although his physical strength was high, the little persimmon slapped his eyes with internal strength and felt a little painful, and his eyes were dark. He waved his hand indiscriminately and didn't block it, and under his body, Zhu Changshou's feet also pulled out, thinking that there were two enemies, and he couldn't see it, he panicked, and the strength of his hand made it a little bigger, and the short wind sound came harshly, and with a "ping-pong" sound, a stone beside him was torn apart, and stone chips shot everywhere, and one flew straight out, and the "pounce" pierced into Zhu Changshou's calf, and the blood flowed immediately.

Li Xun got up from the ground with a disgraced face, Zhao Sanshi and Zhu Changshou had already crawled to the door, Li Xun couldn't care about the pain in his hands, took a few steps forward, ran to the door, stood in the door, and blocked the two in the house. Li Xun set up the shelf and was about to rush to the house, he looked into the house, only to see that the little persimmon and Zhu Changshou were gently helping the old man on the ground up, the old man was like a gossamer, his face was like gold paper, and his mouth was ho-ho. Li Xun was stunned for a moment, and then he paused there, not knowing what to do. The little persimmon turned around, glanced at him fiercely, then ignored him, and just helped Zhu Changshou carry the old man to the bed. Seeing Grandpa Liang like this, the little persimmon's eyes turned red and burst into tears. Zhu Changshou looked at Grandpa Liang and Little Persimmon, and had no idea, just cried with him.

Li Xun watched from the side, and he didn't know how to deal with such a scene, but he finally learned some medical skills at Li Guangbo's place, and saw that the old man in front of him had run out of oil and dried up, and his time was running out. At the moment, it is the phlegm that blocks the airway, so that the breathing is not smooth, and if it is not treated in time, it will be fatal.

Li Xun didn't think about it, so he stepped forward, and as soon as Zhu Changshou was horizontal, he stopped in front of Li Xun and shouted: "What do you want to do?"

The little persimmon also turned around, his eyes were spewing fire, and he was about to make a move when he saw it.

Li Xun saw the hideous faces of the two and couldn't help but shrink. He stepped forward again and said, "Let me see, my father is a doctor...... he thought for a while, and then added: "The medicine you just bought was bought in my shop." ”

Zhu Changshou and Xiao Persimmon looked at each other, they didn't dare to call the shots, and they didn't know what to do, so after hesitating, Li Xun had already crossed the two, walked to the bedside, gently helped the old man up, sat behind the old man, his hands were wrapped around the old man's chest and abdomen from behind, one hand was clenched into a fist, the other hand was covered in a fist, and both hands were forced back and up together, and a light hoop.

The old man made a "uh" sound and did not respond. The little persimmon was in a hurry, and he was about to step forward, Zhu Changshou was a few years older than Zhao Sanshi after all, seeing that Li Xun didn't look bad, he reached out and grabbed the little persimmon, Li Xun added a little bit of strength to his hand, and then a hoop, the old man said "uh" again, thick phlegm gushed out of his mouth, and the person coughed continuously, Li Xun gently helped the old man smooth his breath and put the old man down. After the old man lay down, his breath was faint, but it was still smooth.

Li Xun stood up straight and looked at Zhu Changshou and the little persimmon. Three of you, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't know how to break this deadlock. Several children have not yet learned to laugh and sleep at each other, and several people just look at each other and think about each other.

The cough of the old man behind Li Xun sounded, and Zhu Changshou and Xiao Persimmon bypassed Li Xun and walked to the bed to look at the old man.

The old man opened his cloudy eyes, looked at the two children in front of him, smiled with relief, stretched out his hand, and touched the head of the little persimmon lovingly: "Shi'er, the brothers should love each other and be close to each other, don't fight at every turn, it's not good if you get hurt, you are small, you have to listen to the words of the elder brothers." He raised his other hand and put it on Zhu Changshou's arm, "Changshou:" I will take care of my younger brother more in the future......

The little persimmon stretched out his hand to hug the old man, choking and shedding tears: "Well, I know......" Zhu Changshou also nodded and cried on the side.

The old man stretched out a hand again, facing Li Xun: "Yushi, you are here too, you come, you come here......" The old man's eyes were dizzy, the light in the room was dim, and the old man vaguely looked at another person, who was about the same height as Zhong Yushi, and thought that Zhong Yushi was also here. Li Xun was at a loss, but he couldn't help but walk over and come to the bedside, he didn't reach out to shake the old man's hand, the old man's man fell down and held his arm: "Yushi, it's been hard for you these days, you will ...... these younger brothers by yourself Hey, you're there?"

After taking a closer look, the old man still recognized that he Li Xun was not the Zhong Yushi, so he looked at Zhu Changshou and Xiao Persimmon with some doubts, three children, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to answer. Li Xun's reaction was a little faster, and he said vaguely: "Uh, this, this is my friend of a few of them......"

The old man squinted his eyes, saw that he was covered in dust, gray and gray, and the clothes on his body were still tattered, thinking that he was also the same as the little persimmon Zhu Changshou, a child of a poor family, so he held his hand: "Alas, child, this world is difficult, it is not easy for you to get together." Be a good family, help you Brother Zhong more, listen to Brother Zhong's words, don't do bad things, cough cough cough ......"

Zhu Changshou and the two hurriedly helped the old man to caress his chest and smooth his breath, Li Xun's heart was sour, and he agreed in a daze. After this toss, the old man was exhausted, ate two mouthfuls of hot porridge, and fell asleep after a while. Li Xun watched the two of them busy with this, talked with the old man, and fed the old man some food, but he didn't know how to intervene, just watched quietly on the side, and when the old man fell asleep, he walked out of the door with a lot of concern. Out of the gate, Zhu Changshou and Xiao Persimmon also followed.

As soon as the two came out, the little persimmon knelt down, and Zhu Changshou made a strange salute: "Thank you...... Thank you, young master, ......."

Li Xun was dumbfounded at this time, looking at these two people, he didn't know where to put his hand: "You guys, this is ......" He thought for a long time: "Get up, get up, I'm ......" The little persimmon stood up and looked at him with Zhu Changshou, Li Xun couldn't help but reach out and scratch his head, but there was something wrong in his hand, take it down and take a look, there are still a few grains of rice in his hand, and he couldn't cry or laugh for a while. When the little persimmon saw it, he laughed out loud with a "snort", and Zhu Changshou next to him was also full of smiles.