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Chapter 45 The Pretty Boy

Chapter 45 A handsome boy

Author: Qi Liang Broken Silver

Chapter 45 A handsome boy

Finally, Dr. Zeng exchanged a bowl of honey water for a peach.

Cheng Miaomiao bought one and got one free. She chose a delicious peach that looked pink and white and gave it to her friend. She held the sweet honey water and gulped it down, letting out a sound of enjoyment.

"Wow, honey water tastes better than sugar water!"

Zeng Ziji was still immersed in the joy of playing with rabbits, with a happy expression on his face.

Cheng Erlang looked around and suddenly realized that there was no use for him to stay. It seemed that he was only useful for a short time and was still needed by his daughter, but this was enough.

Thinking of the bundle of bamboo left behind halfway, he felt a little unsteady.

Cheng Erlang handed the fish basket hanging on his waist to Dr. Zeng and hurriedly went up the mountain again. Doctor Zeng could only keep the fish in the tank silently, then turned around and went to the kitchen to cook a pot of porridge.

There was no way, the boy who had fainted could only drink porridge when he woke up.

Cheng Miaomiao finished drinking the honey water and then went to hand over the freshly picked orientalis leaves to Dr. Zeng. The price for such medicinal materials that are easy to pick is not high, and she doesn't pick much, so it just takes one day.

supply of herbal tea.

So she asked again: "Uncle Zeng, do you collect rabbits?"

Dr. Zeng: “…”

Although I am also very greedy for that bite of rabbit meat, this is not the place where I collect wild game!

But when he faced his nephew's sparkling eyes and Miaomiao's expectant look, he couldn't say no. Just when he was in a dilemma, Ye Ning finally came back from town.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw this scene.

Ye Ning directly picked up Cheng Miaomiao and taught her a new word seriously: "You are not allowed to buy or sell by force." This means that you cannot force others to buy or sell. This is a bad behavior.

Cheng Miaomiao could only nod with regret, indicating that she understood.

"Do you want to keep it and eat it yourself? Or do you want to sell it? If you want to sell it, I can help you."

"Of course it's sold!"

You can catch the rabbit if you want, and you can catch it whenever you want to eat it!

But with the money from selling the rabbits, he could buy a lot of herbal tea bags, enough for his father and uncles to drink. Cheng Miaomiao's original purpose was just to earn money for herbal tea for them.

Then, Ye Ning really took the rabbit out and sold it.

It happened that a wealthy man from the village came over to join in the fun, and when he saw how fat the rabbit was, he paid for it. The rabbit was sold without even leaving the house, for a full thirty cents!

Cheng Miaomiao happily gave all the money to Dr. Zeng and successfully booked a supply of herbal tea for the next ten days.

In addition to this, I also gained a little friend with red eyes and crying.

He seems to really like rabbits after all.

Cheng Miaomiao hurriedly comforted Zeng Ziji, trying to convince people with his experience of raising ducks: "If you keep the rabbit, you have to make a nest for it every day, prepare food for it every day, and it poops."

The cake is so smelly that it might stink up all the medicinal materials used by Uncle Zeng."

These are the captive breeding methods given after the rabbit information is recorded in the illustrated book, and they are kept true.

Zeng Ziji was coaxed into being stunned: "Really, really?"

"That's right."

"Okay, I won't support you anymore."

The two immediately reconciled.

Dr. Zeng, who was listening to the whole process, sighed in his heart. His nephew must be too easy to deceive. Cheng Miaomiao didn't have any bad intentions, otherwise he would have to count the money for her after being deceived.

After doing all this, Cheng Miaomiao ran to pull Ye Ning's sleeve and asked: "Mom, should we go to the fields?"

I haven’t gone to the fields today to see how the grain is doing.

It sounds like she is really busy.

Cheng Miaomiao counted the numbers on her fingers. She got up in the morning to water the myrtles, then went to the mountain to let the two little ones roam, pick herbs, and record illustrations. After returning from the mountain, she had to patrol the fields and make herbal tea in the afternoon.

, carrying herbs.

Being a human being is such a busy life!

Ye Ning was looking at the porridge in the pot, being careful not to overcook it. After hearing what she said, she remembered that no one had gone to the fields today, so the two of them said hello to their uncle and nephew and went to the fields.

.

After all the divine power in his body was swayed into the two fields, Cheng Miaomiao reached out to hug him.

Of course Ye Ning could only hug her.

But what they didn't expect was that when they returned to the courtyard of Dr. Zeng's house, they saw Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Qian and others blocking the door aggressively.

No matter where she is, Mrs. Zhao's sharp and harsh voice cannot be changed.

"We rescued that kid, let's go in and see why it's not working?!"

Dr. Zeng said: "He has just woken up. If you go there, it will affect him."

"It was my eldest daughter-in-law who carried him back. He should know what his savior looked like, otherwise he would be wrong in repaying his kindness. We even brought eggs for him to eat!" Mrs. Zhao said dissatisfied.

Cheng Miaomiao: "?!"

What kind of identity does the little brother have that makes her willing to separate the eggs?

Doctor Zeng was obviously a little impatient: "As I said, the child has just woken up and needs to rest."

Mrs. Zhao said reluctantly: "Let's go in and take a look. He passed out on the mountain and no one cared about him. If my eldest wife hadn't seen him carrying him down the mountain, how could he sleep here now? Do you think so, doctor?"

"..."

Cheng Miaomiao just woke up after hearing two words.

She immediately opened her eyes wide, and all the little sleepyheads around her flew away, jumped to the ground, quickly passed between them, and quickly ran into the back room.

A young boy wearing silver-gray silk was half leaning on the bed.

His originally dirty face had been wiped clean, and his features were picturesque and clear-headed. His whole person was like a pearl that had been wiped clean of dust. In the sunlight, his whole body seemed to be sparkling.

It looks so beautiful and out of place with the whole village.

Cheng Miaomiao still had a vague concept of beauty, but from this moment on, she seemed to understand what beauty and ugliness meant. Compared with this little brother in front of her, everyone else is too inferior, okay?

Including the little friend sitting on the bed trying to feed him porridge.

The little boy raised his eyes and looked over as if feeling something. He was still wondering where this place was, but after seeing the little girl in front of him, the panic in his heart was inexplicably relieved.

It's strange, but I think she can believe it.

Cheng Miaomiao really didn't recognize life at all. After looking at him, she ran over and asked proactively: "Brother, how do you feel now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? How did you appear on the mountain?

Yes?"

Her eyes were clean and clear, and they were sincere.

The young boy's slightly curled eyelashes trembled and he slowly shook his head.

Cheng Miaomiao felt relieved. That was great. He still didn't know that she stepped on his arm, otherwise this friendship would have ended at the beginning.

Zeng Ziji was holding the bowl, and his hands were almost sore from holding it up.

When I saw my friend coming, I quickly complained aggrievedly: "He doesn't drink porridge."

The young boy glanced at him indifferently.

"No, you won't be cured if you don't drink porridge. Uncle Zeng has said it before," Cheng Miaomiao pretended to be fierce, "You fainted on the mountain because you were too hungry and tired.

You can regain your strength by drinking porridge."

Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of a question: "My name is Miaomiao, what is your name?"

The young boy tilted his head in confusion.

Then he said the first words he said when he came here:

"I don't remember anything."
Chapter completed!
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