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Chapter 33

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    At this time, Chu Rong was panting heavily in the yard, blood oozing from her neck and wrists, flowing down with sweat, staining her collar all dark red, looking weird and coquettish.

    The moment Huang Wang, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head, he met Chu Rong's dark and hard-to-discern eyes, and his whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

    Seeing Chu Rong raise her arm, Huang Wang thought she was going to be beaten again, screamed sharply, and fled to her house.

    "Crazy?" Chu Rong sneered as she brushed her broken hair that fell in front of her eyes.

    Stepping to the well, she carefully rinsed the wound on her body with a bucket of water brought up. The cold water touched the wound, and the sting like a needle made her frown uncontrollably.

    Old godmother, almost disfigured her.

    Although she became the mother of the two children for no reason, it is a woman's nature to love beauty, and Chu Rong is no exception.

    "Mother! Sit down and let me have a look." As soon as she entered the room, Chu Rong was dragged by Huang Jun'er to sit on the kang.

    Huang Jin'er, after Chu Rong sat down, threw herself into her arms and began to cry, tears all over her face, so sad.

    "Mother is fine, don't cry anymore. Jun'er, go to the basket and bring mother the pot of wine you drink today." Chu Rong comforted Huang Jin'er, looked around for a week and said to her son that she didn't see the basket.

    Huang Jun'er heard this, and immediately ran to the southwest corner of the room and pulled off the torn quilt, and put the basket there safely.  He dug out a small wine jug, and hurriedly took it back to Chu Rong's side.

    Seeing this, Chu Rong showed admiration in her eyes. Yes, her son knows how to protect food.

    Open the jug, pour out a small bowl, gritted his teeth, and wiped the wound with a clean rag.

    "Hiss" Chu Rong's eyes widened. Although she didn't exhale in pain because she was in front of the two children, she could still see how painful it was by her trembling muscles.

    "Mother, is it very painful? Don't rub the wine, it won't hurt if you take some medicine." Huang Jun'er frowned, distressed and puzzled at the same time, grabbed Chu Rong's wrist, and said.

    "No, it needs to be disinfected, what if I get rabies." Chu Rong grinned.

    "What is rabies?" Huang Jun'er asked doubtfully.  On the side, Huang Jin'er also stopped crying, tilting her head with a confused look on her face.

    Chu Rong grinned, and said very calmly, "It's mad dog disease. If you are bitten by a mad dog, it will be contagious if you don't disinfect it."

    Huang Jun'er froze for a moment, then fell silent.  Mother is calling grandma a mad dog, right?  But it seems to make sense.

    Chu Rong looked at her son's appearance of "so it is", and couldn't help laughing, her chest was stuffy, and finally she couldn't help laughing out loud.

    Huang Jin'er was still ignorant, but seeing her mother's happy face, her original fear was also left behind by her.

    Today there was a lot of trouble, but because of Mrs. Huang, even if someone outside heard something, no one dared to come to watch the fun, let alone the family members who closed the door to fight.

    However, after Huang Wenhai came back, seeing his own wife who had a bruised nose and a swollen face and was beaten into a pig's head, he felt distressed and annoyed.

    As for Mrs. Huang, it was as if nothing had happened. Even at night, when Chu Rong cooked a bowl of braised pork, she couldn't make the old woman say anything, so she just watched with cold eyes.

    Originally, this should be regarded as a good thing, but Chu Rong was more thoughtful, and she said that she was a dull dog, so she kept her mouth shut.  She was afraid that Mrs. Huang would hold back her arms, and wanted to catch her by surprise.

    The next day, Chu Rong led the two children up the mountain as usual, and she didn't hide her exposed injuries, just letting the villagers see them.

    I go into the mountain twice a day, and when I come back, there must be a basket of fungus.

    For two or three days in a row, there was no movement from Mrs. Huang, and Chu Rong was not in a hurry. The vegetables in the farm system were collected when they were cooked, and the chickens collected eggs every six hours, and they had accumulated a lot in the past few days.

    The two children ate three meals a day, and their skinny bodies grew a lot of flesh, and their little faces became flushed, white and tender, really cute.

    Just entered May, many people on the ground were sitting and resting under the shade of the trees. In ancient times, although men and women had different seats at the age of seven, it was only relative to people with status.

    In the village, there may not be enough to eat, so no one cares about those rules. Therefore, daughters-in-law and young girls will also go to the fields with the men, except for those young girls who are of the right age, who are discussing marriage or waiting to be married.

    At this time, several women who were resting under the tree gathered together to drink water and wipe their sweat.?? Wipe sweat.

    "Hey, old lady Huang ran to my door yesterday to chat with my mother-in-law. I listened to it, and that old lady Huang cried miserably.  He did it, and even fought with Mrs. Huang, that's called ruthless beating."

    "You also know that, I thought Mrs. Huang told my mother-in-law." (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com
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