70 Space: Dress up as a heroine and marry a rough guy

Half an hour later, a bowl of gruel was brought to Ji Qingran.

Because she drank the spiritual spring water, her five senses were sharper and she could smell the medicinal smell in the porridge clearly.

What was put there should be Sui Niu Jin, a kind of Mongolian sweat medicine.

Are you trying to stun her to make things easier?

She had no doubt that if she didn't cooperate, Zhu's mother would grab her by the neck and drink it down.

Ji Qingran drank half of the bowl of porridge under Zhu's mother's gaze.

Zhu's wife took the empty bowl and walked out with satisfaction.

Ji Qingran had already taken the Qingxin Jiedu pills he had developed, and drank half a scoop of Lingquan water.

This drug has no effect on her at all.

At midnight, the chickens and dogs don’t smell.

Ji Qingran heard a rustling sound at the door, and Zhu Ergou came.

"Ergou, just do what mom tells you, you know?"

Zhu Ergou couldn't speak. He just whined and hummed a few times, but he didn't know whether he understood it or not.

Ji Qingran heard old man Zhu explaining to Zhu Jianniang.

"Let Ergou do it by himself first and see if it works. If not, you can go in and help."

"There will be many more times in the future. He must learn it."

Zhu's wife didn't object and told Zhu Ergou several times how to have sex. Seeing that he was impatient, she pushed him into the house.

The door of the house was not closed, only the door curtain was used as a shield.

Fortunately, the bed is on the side near the door, so you can't see anything unless you lift the curtain and poke your head in.

Zhu Ergou muttered in his mouth.

He still held the usual short knife in his hand, which was stained with blood.

Ji Qingran didn't say anything, and just waved to Zhu Ergou.

Zhu Ergou ran over with a happy face.

He stretched out his left hand and wanted to touch Ji Qingran's face.

Ji Qingran quickly pinched his right wrist

, the short knife in Zhu Ergou's hand fell on the quilt.

He stayed for a moment and stood still.

Ji Qingran stood up quickly, picked up the knife with one hand, covered Zhu Ergou's mouth with the other hand, and stabbed him hard on his right thigh.

Zhu Ergou howled in pain and twisted his body hard, trying to break free from Ji Qingran's hand.

But his little strength was nothing compared to Ji Qingran.

Ji Qingran drew out his short knife, followed the same pattern, and cut Zhu Ergou on his left thigh.

Immediately, she let go of her hand and pushed Zhu Ergou a few steps away.

"Ergou, are you crazy? Why did you stab yourself with a knife?"

Ji Qingran was wrapped in a thin quilt, leaning against the corner and trembling, shouting.

Zhu's wife and old man Zhu had been standing outside the door curtain. When they heard her shouting, they quickly lifted the curtain and ran in.

Zhu Ergou's legs were seriously injured and he fell to the ground unable to hold himself up.

The pain was too strong, and he kept slapping the ground with both hands, causing a large cloud of dust to rise from the yellow mud ground.

"Ergou, my son, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Ergou was covered in blood and had a knife stuck in his leg.

Zhu's wife almost fainted when she saw this scene.

Zhu Ergou often stabbed people, and the Zhu family prepared a lot of medicine for injuries.

Old man Zhu and Mrs. Zhu helped Zhu Ergou up, carefully pulled out the short knife, and applied medicine to him.

Ji Qingran knew that Zhu Ergou's legs could not walk for the time being and he had to rest for a few days.

Old man Zhu is going to the county town to treat Zhu Ergou's mute disease, so he will definitely find someone to borrow a cart.

There are only two families in the village with trolleys.

One household is the village director, and the other household is the person Ji Qingran is looking for.

It was almost dawn after Zhu's mother finished applying the medicine to Zhu Ergou.

Seeing Ji Qingran still standing in the corner, she

Rushed over quickly.