"No, I don't have the nerve to bother you anymore." Aunt Song waved her hands repeatedly, knowing in her heart that she was disturbing others in doing their work by stealing things, and she felt somewhat sorry.

"It's okay, let's go!"

Qin Xiangrou said bluntly, but she hadn't thought about that much.

Seeing that she could not refuse, Aunt Song agreed.

The three tile-roofed houses are Aunt Song's home.

Although the structure is similar to the Magnolia family.

But it's more rundown and messy.

The yard even retains its original fence, which is crumbling and seems to be on its last legs.

The word "poor" is almost obvious.

Li Dazhu felt a pang in his heart. When he was stupid, he also came to Aunt Song's house.

But then.

Don't understand anything.

But now I know.

Many people in the village are really too poor.

Qi Chunsheng, Xie Shenpo and Li Youtian, these blood-sucking tumors, lived like human beings.

"Come in."

Aunt Song opened the fence and invited the two of them in.

As soon as you enter the house.

Suddenly, a faint stench reached my nose.

Just for a moment.

Li Dazhu judged that it was the stench of rotten human flesh.

I quickly looked through the ancient books in my mind and immediately understood the current situation - bedsores.

Zhao Defeng, who was lying paralyzed on the bed, kept moaning in pain.

Because I stayed in bed for a long time without having time to turn over and wash myself, the skin was crushed, resulting in necrosis and stinking.

Li Dazhu knew in his heart that if he didn't deal with it, Zhao Defeng would definitely die of scurvy caused by bedsores.

"Stop yelling, I've got the radishes for you. Thanks to Xiangrou Dazhu, we can just eat them."

Aunt Song comforted Zhao Defeng.

These words made Li Dazhu feel sour.

That's it, and he was actually sucked by Goddess Xie.

If this old witch is not eliminated, the village will not recover.

The room was messy, dirty, and there was no place to set foot.

Qin Xiangrou said quickly, "Aunt Song, let me rest while I help you stew the radishes. Don't be polite. Why are you being polite?"

After saying that, he quickly pulled Li Dazhu out.

He turned around and entered the tile-roofed house next to him.

On the stove, there is still food from a few days ago.

Even from a little distance, you can smell the bad smell.

"How great is this!"

Qin Xiangrou rolled up her sleeves and asked Li Dazhu to join her.

He neatly tidied up the kitchen.

The rancid food was thrown into the swill bucket and water was boiled for cooking again.

The two of them were busy for a while.

The kitchen now almost has a basically tidy look.

"Phew! I'm so exhausted."

Qin Xiangrou stood with her hands on her hips, feeling unbearable pain.

Li Dazhu quietly covered his hands with zhenqi, and then pressed his palms on Qin Xiangrou's waist.

He has already tried this trick on Liu Chunxiu and Xu Yingxia, and the effect is very good.

"Dazhu, what are you doing? Now you have something to think about. Your friend... Hey, it's quite comfortable. It's not sore anymore. You can rub it for me again."

Qin Xiangrou wanted to blame her, but she didn't expect that her back pain was relieved immediately.

Not only was it relieved, but I also felt inexplicably comfortable and warm.

"Hehe~"

Li Dazhu smiled and felt that this method worked well, but he would have to find a way to improve it in the future.

"If you weren't in someone else's house, I would eat you right now."

Qin Xiangrou said with a half-angry smile, her eyes hooked, and reluctantly took away Li Dazhu's hand.

"Don't rub it. If you rub it any more, the embankment will collapse and something big will happen."

He poked Li Dazhu's forehead and said, "I'll go home and get some meat. How can I do it by just eating radishes? Listen to Goddess Xie, something will happen sooner or later. Can you read it when you look at the pot?"

Li Dazhu nodded.

Qin Xiangrou left immediately.

As soon as she walked away, Li Dazhu started to study.

There is a chapter on improving crops in the "Agricultural Classics". The improved crops can have the effects of both food and medicinal materials.

The "Medical Classic" has chapters on dietary therapy and the preparation of pills.

Li Dazhu thought for a while and thought that he could combine them and use the white radish pieces as pills.

As soon as I think of it, I start taking action.

After trying several times, Li Dazhu succeeded.

But he found that the effect was not very good.

It cannot fully achieve the effects of replenishing qi, activating blood circulation, regenerating tendons and strengthening pulses recorded in ancient books.

really.

The properties of white radish itself are not as good as medicinal materials, let alone carefully refined pills.

But it can reach this level.

You will probably see results after taking it for a few days.

Li Dazhu carefully prepared a bowl of white radish soup.

Wait until Qin Xiangrou comes back.

Suddenly I heard Aunt Song exclaiming from next door.

Qin Xiangrou ran over quickly, stepping on high heels and almost staggering.

Li Dazhu stepped forward to help him and followed him in.

"Aunt Song, what's wrong?"

"Old Zhao, he just twitched a few times and seemed to have fainted. Where is the carrot soup? Bring the carrot soup over here!"

Aunt Song was so anxious that she started to stamp her feet.

"Hurry up and pick up the big pillar, be careful not to spill it."

"oh."

Li Dazhu responded and went.

As soon as it was brought over, Aunt Song took it and started feeding it to Zhao Defeng.

Urgent, very urgent.

I was so anxious that I wanted to put the white radish in my mouth.

Qin Xiangrou wanted to remind her several times, but when she saw Aunt Song looking so anxious that she was crying, she swallowed her words back.

She knows very well who Shenpo Xie is.

This time, Zhao Defeng was afraid that he would be hopeless.

Li Dazhu, on the other hand, was standing next to the debris pile, staring closely at Zhao Defeng.

Even though two and a half of the three bites didn't come into my mouth.
To be continued...