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    "Okay, okay, return it to you! Don't get excited, the ear will never grow back if you bite it off."

    Cao Fugui froze, his hairs stood on end, he scolded his mother Xipi in his heart, he didn't dare to offend this little white-eyed wolf, and he had to comfort him in a soft voice.  , can I still watch it?  !  Yunnan Baiyao has been fed to dogs!

    "I said, dragging that, Joe, Joe, little Qiao! You see, although I took your finger wrench, I was just playing with you, and I have been thinking about returning it to you, you are rich and honorable.  Is brother the kind of person who snatches children¡¯s things?! Didn¡¯t you come to your house last time to deliver medicine to you? If it wasn¡¯t for my medicine, your injury wouldn¡¯t heal so quickly, would it?¡±

    Cao Fugui couldn't remember the name of the oil bottle for a while, so he called him Xiao Qiao casually, and specifically mentioned the matter of delivering medicine, hoping that he would hold his mouth high and put his ear a yard.

    Hearing what he said, the thin arms strangled around his neck moved uncomfortably, and the sharp teeth on his ears seemed to loosen a little bit, and when the cold wind blew, his ears wet with the boy's saliva burst  Chill.

    Cao Fugui lifted his spirits, moved his arms quietly, and kept talking.

    "Tsk tsk, look, you are repaying your kindness with revenge. The dog bit Lu Dongbin, didn't you?"

    As soon as the dog bite was mentioned, the little cub on his back suddenly became angry, panting hotly, pressed his mouth hard, and clenched it a bit, and yelled vaguely: "My finger wrench! Give me back!"

    "Oh, my god! It hurts! This is a human ear, not a pig's head! All right, please relax, I'll take it out and give it back to you Eh? I put it in my pocket!"

    Cao Fugui touched his bosom, suddenly paled in shock, lowered his head to look, pulled his ears, and yelled: "Let go first, I'm looking for a finger puller!"

    Qiao Yingnian also became tense, unknowingly let go of his force, and stretched his neck to look at Cao Fugui's hands groping left and right in his arms.

    "Where is it? I obviously put it let your mother's legs!"

    Cao Fugui pretended to grope and saved his own ear, how could he be polite to this kid?  Back suddenly straightened, one hand held the thin arm strangled around the neck, and the other elbow hit back hard, immediately clubbing the little boy of the Qiao family on the belly, giving the little white-eyed wolf who was hanging on his body and trying to bite  Overturned to the ground.

    "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, like throwing away a broken sack, and the kid didn't say a word.

    Cao Fugui turned his head and looked, ho!  The black and thin oil bottle fell limply on the ground, motionless.

    "Hey, hey! Don't pretend to be dead, wake up, wake up!"

    He is a bit numb. Although he usually brags and is lazy, eats food and loves to play, he is a bit of a mess, but he really never spanked a kid on purpose, and he doesn't want to find a doll to do it if he wants to fight!

    The oil bottle lay lifeless on the ground, without the ferocious posture of a mad tiger just now, his black and thin cheeks showed a bloodless and lifeless look, his slender limbs were limp and paralyzed like dry sticks,  If it weren't for his chest still heaving slightly, he wouldn't be alive at all.

    "Damn it, Grandpa owed you in his previous life?!"

    Cao Fugui squatted down angrily, frowned, carefully half picked up the unlucky child, and held the thin body in his hands, only to realize that Tuyouping was frighteningly thin.  He groped the child's head irritably and rudely, but found no bruises. Then he took a look at the dirty and black ragged jacket.  Big new wounds and old pains, even the few wounds I saw last time have scarred, like a few ugly centipedes.

    Shouldn't it?  Since there is no serious problem, it doesn't make sense to faint from such a slight fall, right?

    Cao Fugui pondered, is he internally injured or weak?

    "Gulu Gulu¡ª¡ª" The familiar sound sounded like thunder, and it came from the shriveled stomach of the oil bottle.

    Needless to say, Cao Fugui has a lawsuit all over his head, and nine out of ten are hungry!

    With a dark face, he wanted to throw the child away, but after thinking about it, he couldn't bear to let go, bah!  I owe him a debt of grabbing the finger. Although the jade finger was handed down by the ancestors of the Qiu family and it was in my hands by chance, it is still a relic of Tuyouping's father. Looking at the stubborn and stubborn Qiao family  Poor child, it is rare for Cao Fugui to be soft-hearted to outsiders.

    Concentrate on rummaging through the medicine cabinet in the "Lianlu", found a "Danshen Pill" that the ancestors claimed to replenish qi and blood, and fed it to the oil bottle.  This medicine has never been tried on Rhubarb, it was left by our ancestors, so it won't do any harm right?

    After taking a pill, Cao Fugui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the child's face visibly calming down, and his eyeballs moved a few times under his eyelids.?He ate a radish for lunch, and felt that his spirit had recovered a lot, so he went to look for the bad luck of rhubarb.  There are so many good meats in the mountains, so how can we waste precious time?

    Although the mountain village is large, there is no room for rhubarb.

    Cao Fugui chased and intercepted, threatened and lured, and finally blocked the sad rhubarb again at the foot of the mountain.

    "Good boy, help my elder brother to try tricks, take you up the mountain another day, I will eat meat, you gnaw bones, happy or not? Huh?!"

    Holding Rhubarb's small body, Cao Fugui hugged the dog's head, and dreamed about the great "future" with Gouzi earnestly. What else can Rhubarb do?  I could only whimper.

    Cao Fugui was afraid that the dog would take the opportunity to run away again, and seeing no one around, he carried it into the refining hut.

    "This is our secret base, you follow my rich brother well, when the time comes, I will plant wheat, fruit trees, a flock of chickens and ducks here, and it is best to get a few more pigs, you are my shepherd, shepherd pig  General! Your bones are indispensable."

    Thinking of the bright future, his saliva almost drowned himself, and when he came back to look at the desolate medicine field, the piles of radishes and cabbages on the corners made his face turn green.  Before the "spiritual power" is practiced at home, what pigs and sheep are full of pens, chickens and ducks are everywhere, I can only think about it, I am almost exhausted to order food, how can I have the strength to raise livestock?

    Finding a shovel in the house, Cao Fugui chose a place at the foot of the mountain and began to dig a hole. The "spiritual power" will be of great use later, so save a little bit first.

    Rhubarb was heartbroken and brought to this wretched place by the villains. Seeing that the villains ignored him, he buried his head and began to dig a hole. He touched the ground and planned to run away. He ran around the field a few times in this weird place.  He couldn't find a way out, and he didn't dare to rush into the white mist.  In the end, he still lay down at the foot of the mountain, quietly watching people dig a hole.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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