Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Originally, they were thinking that maybe they were lucky enough to meet her master, but in the end...

Only Yang San'er didn't feel lost at all.

Master Sanya is not here, isn't Sanya still here?
As long as Sanya is here, it is enough for him.

As for Master Sanya, he didn't think he would be lucky enough to be able to climb up to the top. Experts have a temper, and they wouldn't accept disciples casually.

Caressing her smooth chin, Yang San'er smiled and said: "I think, Sanya's brain may have been cured by her master long ago, but for some reason, no one should know about it."

"Maybe it's her master's confession, otherwise, even my parents wouldn't let me tell."

After listening to the big guys, and thinking about it again, there is only one answer that makes sense.

"I think so too."

"Sanya is really lucky, brother Qiao is blessed."

"It's time to enjoy the blessings. I have long disliked the old Qiao's house. What are they all about?"

The men of these three families go hunting in the mountains on weekdays, and they often meet Qiao's third son, so in fact, the relationship has always been close in private.

In my heart, I have long been worthless for Qiao Laosan.

But unfortunately, Qiao Lao San is honest and dull, and he only has the words 'filial piety' in his heart. They also persuaded him at first, but later they saw that they couldn't be persuaded, so they stopped persuading him.

"Hey, I used to say, how old Mrs. Qiao can squeeze this little son so hard. After a long time, it's no wonder he's not his own."

"Let's also carry a few stones to use as stools and tables, it's more convenient."

Although the men of several families were all slightly injured, and the three heads of the family were still lying on stretchers, but in fact, none of the injuries were as serious as Qiao's third brother, at least no bones were broken.

When they arrived at the meeting place, they looked around, and the heart that had been hanging around completely fell down, and they began to think about how to live the next day well.

"Okay, let the younger ones go. It's time to practice. In this world, I don't have any skills, and it's not easy to mess around outside."

Guo Dazhuang, the eldest son of the Guo family, is the oldest among the few boys. He is 21 this year and he is relatively stable.

He nodded to his father who was still lying on the stretcher, "Well, I will take them to hunt in a while, and bring back some herbs. Dad, Uncle Yang, and Uncle Ye's injuries must be healed. Deal with it, there's not much medicine left."

"That's fine, we women will take a few girls to look around for wild vegetables and fruits, and then set up a stove to boil some hot water."

Aunt Guo immediately emptied the basket in her hand, found a small hoe for digging wild vegetables from the back basket, and looked at the surrounding green grass with bright eyes.

The wives and young daughters-in-law of other families were also similar, they all looked at those wild vegetables and swallowed their saliva.

They haven't dug up such fresh and green wild vegetables for a long time. The ones they dug up before were all with withered and yellow leaves, but the roots were not completely dead.

That's it, the big guys grab it together.

Uncle Ye thought of something, and reminded him softly, "By the way, Yang San'er, you still have the powder. Sprinkle some for them when they go hunting. We can't stand the trouble at this time."

"There's more, I've run out, I'll go to Sanya to ask for some more." Yang San'er smiled, so thick-skinned that even his own grandma didn't even look at it.

Mrs. Yang gave him a hard look, "No, these medicine powders must cost a lot of money, and they have already paid so much, why do you still have the shame and shame to ask others for it?"