Seven Zero Jiaojiao was spoiled by the big villain rough man and cried

"Not afraid, far away? Can you go back and forth in one day? If possible, set off immediately."

Wen Jing couldn't wait.

Song Qing: "..."

Sister-in-law, my head still hurts.

Li Han didn't give him a chance to repent.

Get up and wash your hands, go back to the house and take out the quiet bag and hat, all in one go.

Song Qing thought, bro, can we stop being so active?

One day late, can't it?

Wen Jing is still waiting for his reply, and he doesn't care if he has a headache or not.

He got up and patted the dust off his body, and said, "Let's go, take a bullock cart, and we will arrive in six or seven hours."

"Let's go faster, borrow the village's ox cart to come back at night, and give it to the ox cart driver, just pay the guest house fee."

Wen Jing put down the flowerpot, washed her hands excitedly and went back to the house, and changed into a comfortable sweatshirt.

Seeing this, Li Han went back to the room again, and came out as if he had changed his body.

Song Qing, who ate his mouth full of dog food, couldn't see it.

He ran to the door first, and bumped into Feng Xichen who came over.

"Uncle, do you have anything to do with Brother Li? We are going out now."

Go out?

It's okay for Feng Xichen to come here, just to see the young couple.

After asking a bit, I finally decided to join their itinerary.

They didn't need to take the bullock cart anymore, after buying dry food, Feng Xichen asked the truck driver to take them there.

It's just that the road near the mountain village is too rough for cars to get in, so they need to walk for an hour.

Feng Xichen asked the driver to pick them up at night, and the group went to the village.

There are mountains all the way, the road is narrow, and the ox carts are barely passable.

The forest is densely packed, except for the calls of birds and beasts, there is no one inhabited.

If not for companionship, Wen Jing would be afraid of ghosts during the day.

I don't know that guy Song Qing, where did he have the guts to go here?

It wasn't until we entered the village that we saw some children walking around.

There are very few outsiders in the village, and their appearance has attracted the attention of the children.

Song Qing came to deliver food, everyone remembers him.

They gathered around, chattering, and asked who else he was sending food to.

He is also very interested in the three clean-clad people around him.

Song Qingdao made it clear what he was here for, and under the eyes of a few children looking at fools, he led them up to Huashan Mountain.

The reason why they were surprised by the behavior of the four of them was that it was the first time they had heard of someone buying flowers.

They can pick the flowers on the mountain at will.

Their toys can still be sold for money?

The four of them just buried their heads in the front, but didn't notice that behind them, a pair of venomous eyes were staring straight at their backs.

Huashan is the shortest mountain closest to the village, and it got its name because of the flowers all over the mountain.

The roses that Wen Jing likes are colorful and climb halfway up the mountain.

A woman with a slim back, wearing a straw hat with a large brim, is bending over, weeding flowers.

Wen Jing happily ran forward, preparing to greet the woman.

But she saw her hand pause, then lifted it up, grabbed her hair, and wanted to throw it to the ground.

Wen Jing: "..."

It was really timely.

Startled, Li Han hurried forward to pull Wen Jing back.

The woman's body fell forward, and her whole head fell into the flower, and she kept patting her head with her hands.

He seemed to be muttering something, but none of them heard clearly.

Wen Jing was startled, roses have thorns, and she might get hurt this way.

Patted Li Han's hand, motioning him to let go of himself.

"Brother Han, it's okay. I'll go over and have a look. I'm worried that she will be pricked by the thorns of the roots."

Li Han refuses to give way, the others are all men, so it is not easy to make a move.

However, when the woman heard Wen Jing's voice, she got up abruptly and rushed towards them with one hand raised.

"Ah Feng, stop."

Just as the woman rushed towards Wen Jing, a scold came from the top of the mountain.

It was the voice of an old woman.

But the woman didn't seem to hear it, and kept rushing towards Wen Jing.

Li Han hurriedly hugged her, and turned his back towards her.

Feng Xichen stepped forward quickly, trying to stop it.

The old woman running down said anxiously, "Don't hurt her, she didn't mean it."

Feng Xichen definitely didn't want to hurt anyone, but just wanted to stop her actions.

But the woman seems to know his intentions, and knows how to turn and aim at Wen Jing.

Now, several people heard her words clearly, "Bad woman, I will kill you."

Wen Jing: "..."

Feng Xichen grabbed the woman's hands, and his eyes fell on the side of her face.

The criss-crossing scars seemed to be left after being scratched by a sharp object, not treated in time, and the wound suppurated.

Scars covered his forehead and half of his face, as well as fresh scratches.

Near the eyes, fortunately only the eyelids were injured, not the eyeballs.

The woman was dissatisfied that Feng Xichen was capturing her, she kept twisting and shaking her head.

The old lady rushed over and took the man from Feng Xichen.

With her hands free, the woman immediately patted her head and shouted, "It hurts, mother, it hurts."

The old grandma hugged her tightly, and lovingly rubbed her palms, "Hey, bear with it, it won't hurt after a while."

For a long time, on the entire mountainside, there was only the sound of the woman slapping herself and crying for pain.

Although there was worry in the old grandma's eyes, it was more like she was used to it, and she just softly comforted her.

Wen Jing frowned and looked at the time. It's been half an hour, and the woman is still beating herself. What's this called for a while?

She wanted to go up to show the woman, but the old woman shook her head at her.

Not knowing the situation, she could only wait as promised.

One hour, one full hour, the woman calmed down and fell asleep in the arms of the old woman.

The clothes on her body were all soaked in sweat, which showed how much torture she had just endured.

The old lady said to Wen Jing apologetically, "She is mentally ill, please bear with me."

"What are you doing here?"

Generally, those who come to pick flowers are at the foot of the mountain, and few people go to this mountain.

Wen Jing explained why she came here, but the old lady was not surprised.

Nodding for them to follow, he half-carried the woman to the wooden house on the mountain.

Seeing her walking hard, Wen Jing stepped forward, picked up the woman, and walked up the mountain steadily.

Granny: "..."

Song Qing: "..."

Is sister-in-law so strong?

Li Han and Feng Xichen were used to seeing each other, and they quietly followed behind.

The wooden house is very simple, with two beds, one cabinet, one table and one bench.

Wen Jing listened to the old lady, put her on the slightly larger bed, gave her a pulse, and said:

"Grandma, when she was young, her brain was injured and there was blood in it."

"When the congestion is displaced, it will cause headaches and even amnesia. You can take her to the hospital for treatment."

The old grandma's eyes lit up, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, she hurried to Wen Jing and asked:

"You know a doctor? Can you help her?"

Wen Jing answered truthfully, "I know how to heal, but her illness cannot be cured overnight."

"I live far away, and it's inconvenient to go back and forth."

"Grandma, the best way is to send her to the hospital for treatment."

"And her face, you can also look at it."

The light in the grandmother's eyes gradually dimmed, and she sighed, "She can't leave here."

"Except for me, when she sees strange women, whether they are adults or children, she will get sick and want to beat her."

She took her down the mountain three times. The first time, she fought with a young woman.

The second time, I chased and beat an old lady.

If the old lady's family hadn't come in time, something might have happened.

The third time, I saw a six or seven-year-old girl with pigtails, who beat her almost to heaven.

Fortunately, the girl was finally rescued.

She lost both money and food, so she persuaded the other party's family.

After that, I never dared to take people down again.

Four people: "..."