Qingmei is so kind to herself that she feels uncomfortable even if she hides everything from her.

This is why the one who has just now couldn't help it.

But she didn't expect that she had seen through it and was still treating herself like this after seeing it through it.

The head pressed down and pressed tightly against Aoki's shoulders. For a moment, my nose was a little sore and my eyes were a little hot.

"My Qingmei, how could I do these things? I promised Aomi's father wouldn't say to anyone, so, sorry, and I said those words on purpose."

"My Qingmei, I was thinking, if our entire tribe had those things, who else would be curious about me?"

In their opinion, the meeting escaped was just because Xia Weiwei met too much, so many that he wanted to use Xia Weiwei to achieve certain goals.

But if she does, everyone will, not to mention that there is no next person who fled from the tribe, at least the person who fled, will rise and destroy the entire tribe and rob anyone who will be reduced to the minimum.

In a flash, the yellow peach, which was twenty or thirty meters apart, suddenly turned around and the green plums stepped up their pace.

"Don't show yourself before you have to. If you can teach your mother, you will teach your mother first. Others will be responsible."

Xia Weiwei: "·····"

She no longer knows what else she can say to show her gratitude to the family.

"Chingmei Ma!"

"Um?"

"Thanks."

“······”

When several people came to the water, the first batch of fish baskets had been sent to the shore, the fire had been lit, and each large pot was filled with clear water. Lingling, who was carrying a hand of water, stood on the side, and she came up to meet the figure when she saw the figure.

"Chingmei Sister!"

Her eyes swept her eyes with her fingers that were full of bubbles and she was not glossy. Qingmei raised her chin and pointed it like a fire: "I'll send the child to the fire first, and I'll help you with it."

Qingmei couldn't help herself even with her child on her back. Of course, Lingling nodded. Seeing Qingmei coming with someone on her back, Hongli, who had been prepared in the morning, quickly dragged her over the grass lumps.

"Qingmei, put Aque here." She pulled the one tied more delicately with her backhand: "Yellow peach, many fish can sleep here."

It was uncomfortable to be tied tightly, so Huang Tao then put the child down. The child who was originally crying because of the pain actually paused his crying.

"A Que, I'll get lotus root powder for her." Huang Tao handed the child over to Xia Weiwei.

Xia Weiwei crawled over directly and pressed on the two grass lumps: "Yes."

Half lying down, Xia Weiwei teased the child, feeling distressed when the child cried again.

"···You can't help but love your sister!"

Even though I know many medicinal materials that can prevent inflammation and relieve pain and promote bone growth, there are only a few that can be found on this grass squash.

"Be patient, endure, it won't hurt in a few days..."

While Xia Weiwei was teasing the children with all her might, Huang Tao, who was burning water in a small pot, looked at them with a smile. When Huang Tao brought two bowls of lotus root powder, Lingling approached with her injured fingers.

Looking at the child who was crying non-stop, she smiled and said, "You kid is so round!"

It is round, and it takes food to become round. Praise a child for being round, not only saying that the child eats well, but also saying that the child is blessed.

Where can I get food for my children if I am not lucky?!

"It's okay." Huang Tao smiled implicitly and then delivered the big bowl to Xia Weiwei: "Aque, you eat something first."

There is one-third of the bowl of lotus root powder in the large bowl, which is relatively sticky.

Xia Weiwei doesn't like it.

"Aunt Huangtao, I'll eat later."

Huang Tao directly stuffed the big bowl into Xia Weiwei's hand: "Your foot injury is not mild, you need to replenish it."

Xia Weiwei: "·····"

I want to cry without tears!

Can she use fish soup to supplement it?

Obviously, Huang Tao thought it was not possible, so she handed Xia Weiwei a look of relief: "Don't worry, there is still a lot of lotus root powder."

Xia Weiwei was silent.

In order to let her eat, she can tell all this kind of lie!

But she really doesn't want to eat: "It's impossible to have too much, right?"

Huang Tao: "·····"

After that, she never made lotus root powder. Both of them knew exactly how much lotus root powder was left, but they both knew that the child's refusal touched her even more.

He stuffed the child who was waiting again, and Huang Tao then put down the spoon and rubbed Xia Weiwei's hair and said, "It's enough to eat back. Don't worry, Auntie won't let Duoyu go hungry."

Xia Weiwei: "!!!"

What else can she say?

No matter what he said, Huang Tao could not change her mood.

As if she was born without a loss, Xia Weiwei scooped up a large amount of turbulent lotus powder and stuffed it into it.

One acted like swallowing poison, and the other acted like eating dragon brain foul marrow. For a moment, Lingling didn't know how to think about the taste of Xia Weiwei and the little baby eating this.

When she saw Xia Weiwei opening her mouth with great difficulty again, she couldn't help but smile and said, "If I hadn't seen you scooping something from a jar, look at them like this, I wouldn't have believed that they were eating the same food!"

Hearing the sound, Huang Tao turned her head, and she faced Xia and swallowed with her lips slightly.

To be honest, just with the girl's expression, if she hadn't eaten the lotus root powder, she would have found it unpalatable.

"Ah, ah~~"

The child's anxious voice interrupted Huang Tao's reverie. Xia Weiwei, who felt that long pain was not as good as short pain, turned the back of Huang Tao to feed the child, slapped the lotus root powder in a large bowl in a few ounces.

There was nothing to say, after eating, she raised her head and asked with a smile: "Aunt Lingling, you are so close to the fire, don't your hands hurt?"

Retracting his gaze that was staring at the child, Lingling smiled and said, "If you don't reach out to roast the fire, there will be no pain."

"Is that so? I thought it was our tribe's peppermint oil that worked well!" Xia Wei turned her head slightly and looked at it.

I saw nothing.

Lingling gently sucked her arms behind her, so that Xia Weiwei could see that the blisters had been pierced, and applied thick peppermint oil to the palm of her palm: "Your peppermint oil is really good, but it's not effective for a long time and can't stay overnight."

"Can't you stay overnight?" Xia Weiwei showed an extremely surprised look.

The child's yellow peach eyes were getting deeper.

She proposed to use peppermint oil, and she also proposed the method of punctured water bubbles. So she probably understands how effective peppermint oil has.

Even if I don't understand, the intentional component in her words at this moment is full of them.

Aque is pretending not to know the effects of peppermint oil.

Scoop up and sweep the lotus root powder, Huang Tao turned her head to look at Lingling: "I thought this mint oil was better than any medicine! It seems that I was thinking too much!"

"Why are you thinking too much? Haven't you used it before?" Lingling was surprised at this time.

Xia Weiwei pursed her lips and said nothing. Huang Tao waited for a while but didn't see Xia Weiwei sing. She said slowly: "I have used it, but I have never used it to treat scalds."

Lingling looked disbelief: "Has Qingmei been burned?"

She lowered her eyes and fed the lotus root powder from the spoon to the child. Huang Tao then said casually: "Although this mint oil is not difficult to make, it is not easy to get. How could Sister Qingmei be willing to use her!"
Chapter completed!