Zhou Qingyong was so angry that he was both siblings, "Is the pig the same as me?"

Zhou Qingyong was too excited and touched the pain, and grinned in pain.

"I promise that both the pig and you can cure it." Zhang Jidong said with certainty.

"You didn't get cured, you didn't suffer any loss," said Zhang Jiling.

"I made this five dollars by a beat." Zhou Qingyong felt a little sad about the money.

"If you don't treat it, it will still hurt for several days." Zhang Jiling said.

Zhang Jidong said: "Sister, I didn't bring the wolf-haired pen and the mortar. Why don't I go back and get it."

"I'm going to be late. Let him hurt first, he won't be willing to give up the five dollars anyway." Zhang Jiling grabbed Zhang Jidong.

"I'm willing to let it go! You can really hurt me?" Zhou Qingyong said.

"My brother has even cured swine fever, but he still can't cure your minor injuries?" Zhang Jiling said.

"Okay, if my injury cannot be cured, I will see how I deal with you." Zhou Qingyong didn't believe that Zhang Jidong could cure his injury. He happened to use this excuse to bully Zhang Jidong.

Zhang Jidong broke free from his sister's hand and ran away. He had to treat the injury before he could make money, and he could eat meat after making money.

After a while, Zhang Jidong ran over with a disease-removing talisman.

"Come on, I'll treat you." Zhang Jidong said.

"Wait, get the money first and then treat him. Zhou Qingyong likes to be a scoundrel." Zhang Jiling said.

"I'll give it to you. If I can't cure my injury, I'll give it to me honestly." Zhou Qingyong handed the five dollars to Zhang Jiling with some pain.

Then Zhang Jidong took the disease-removing talisman and slapped Zhou Qingyong on the face, making Zhou Qingyong grin. The disease-removing talisman immediately disappeared, and turned into a light of inspiration to penetrate Zhou Qingyong's face. The purple on Zhou Qingyong's face immediately began to turn from deep to shallow, and finally disappeared.

"Huh? It really doesn't hurt anymore." Zhou Qingyong could not see the wound on his face, but could see the wound on his legs and hands. He rolled up his sleeves and trousers, and all the wounds that were green and purple disappeared.

"You, you really know how to cure diseases? What was that you just used?" Zhou Qingyong asked in surprise.

"Your injury has been cured, and this five dollars is ours." Zhang Jiling stuffed the five dollars into his pocket, then pulled his brother away.

"Wait for me." Zhou Qingyong hurriedly chased after him.

"Zhou Qingyong, are you shameless? My brother has cured your injury, so you still have the nerve to ask us for money?" Zhang Jiling protected his younger brother behind him and scolded Zhou Qingyong angrily.

"Who has regretted it? I'm going to go to school too. By the way, I'll ask you something." Zhou Qingyong felt a little painful for the five dollars, so he didn't want to regret it.

"What's up?"

"My pig is also sick, and my parents also discussed buying it for a pig dealer. The pig dealer refused to pay a high price. My parents were still a little reluctant to let it go. Otherwise, you can cure the pigs for our family, and I will ask my parents to give you five dollars." Zhou Qingyong said.

"You think so beautifully. A pig in your family is worth hundreds of dollars. If it dies, it will not be worth fifty dollars. My brother cured the pig for your family and wanted to pass it for five dollars?" Zhang Jiling was very smart.

Zhang Jidong was too lazy to think about things, and his sister would handle these things. He could just listen to them.

Zhou Qing was so brave that I was worth nothing. I muttered angrily: "How much do you want?"

"A pig costs at least fifty yuan." Zhang Jiling said.

"Is a pig ten times more expensive than me?" Zhou Qingyong was very annoyed. When he came to Zhang Jiling, he seemed to be worthless.

"You can't die if you don't treat it, your pig will die if it doesn't treat it. Can the price be the same?" Zhang Jiling asked.

"That's true." Zhou Qingyong felt that Zhang Jiling's words made sense, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Zhang Jiling squeezed his eyes at his younger brother, meaning, look, business is coming.

Zhang Jidong didn't react at all. He was calculating how much meat he had for fifty dollars.

When Xu Guangming saw Zhou Qingyong, he immediately said, "Zhou Qingyong, it's a blessing that your parents talked nice things to Principal Li, otherwise Principal Li would have been determined to fire you. He would learn from his lessons in the future and be a new person. If you dare to urinate on Principal Li again, it will be nice to you!"

Principal Li happened to pass by, p, Xu Guangming, you bastard, I won’t mess with you.

News that two pigs from Zhang Dashuan's family were in danger soon spread in Shuanghe Village, and many people went to Zhang Dashuan's house to see it.

"Hey, your pigs are really well. What medicine have you fed?"

"I didn't feed any medicine, they got it themselves." Zhang Dashuan naturally would not say that it was cured by his grandson. People in Shuanghe Village would not believe that their stupid grandson would treat the pigs.

"It's so strange. You really didn't feed the medicine?"

"Really not."

"Is there any herb mixed in the pig grass?"

A group of people ran to see the pig grass again, but they all turned out to be some ordinary pig grass. There was no so-called herb at all.

"Your family is so lucky. Many pigs in the village have died. It's all right for your family."

"Yes, two big strong pigs died at one time. If it weren't for this swine fever, the two pigs would have been sold long ago. One pig would have lost several hundred yuan."

Nothing useful was found at Zhang Dashuan's house, and the people in the village looked at Zhang Dashuan's pigpen for a while and then all went home.

After Zhou Qingyong came home from school, he hurriedly told his parents.

"Dad, Zhang Jidong will treat pigs, and he cured his pigs." Zhou Qingyong said.

Zhou Qingyong's father Zhou Ganquan didn't believe it: "How did you know?"

"Zhang Jidong said it himself. He even cured my injuries. Look, you two beaten to a piece of green and purple yesterday. After Zhang Jidong treated it, it was cured on the spot. I asked him to treat our pigs, but Zhang Jiling said he would cost fifty yuan each before he would treat us." Zhou Qingyong said.

Zhou Ganquan smiled disdainfully: "Is Zhang Jiling so crazy about getting rich? It's fifty! She dares to speak."

"Zhang Jiling said that if we die a pig, we will lose hundreds of dollars. She only needs fifty yuan, but it is still a small amount." Zhou Qingyong said.

"Can that fool Zhang Jidong really cure swine fever?" Zhou Ganquan asked.

"It should be possible. Is the only pig in Shuanghe who is cured?" Zhou Qingyong asked.

"That's right. I went to their house to see it today. The pigs in their house are indeed cured and screaming." Zhou Ganquan said.

"Will Zhang Jidong come to the rescue?" Zhou Qingyong asked.

"If he could cure it well, it would be worth it for fifty yuan. This girl Zhang Jiling is just a ghost spirit, and she actually asked for so much." Zhou Ganquan said.

Zhou Ganquan’s wife Yang Yueling is more open-minded than Zhou Ganquan.

"If you die, it will be worthless. If you cure it, raise the pig and sell it, you can still make a few hundred yuan. The pig seedlings are more than one hundred." Yang Yueling said.
Chapter completed!