Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Liu Dali blushed guiltily, and slapped himself hard twice.

He hated himself for being so useless. At that time, he and Xiao He were the closest to the Wu family, but they were both pinned to the ground and couldn't move.

If he had worked harder and risked his life, Mrs. Wu might not have had her hand chopped off!

The others also looked gloomy.

"Brother Dali, it's not your fault, it's all caused by those bastards, so what if you broke free at that time? There are so many of them, how can you fight so many people alone?"

Liu Qiaoniang persuaded Liu Dali while wiping away her tears.

Li Erni also pursed her mouth tightly, her eyes were red, even if she was such a cowardly person, she already hated Zhou Ming and his group to the extreme.

She didn't understand how these people could be so bad, Sister-in-law Wu was such a good person, yet they beat her seriously and even broke her hand.

These people are simply more black-hearted than her grandmother, aunt, and the others!

They will surely have their comeuppance!
There was mourning in the consulting room.

The old doctor couldn't bear to see it.

He has a soft heart, and he heard some inside information when he listened to their conversation earlier, and he vaguely guessed that they were beaten and seriously injured by some noble son.

Seeing them crying again now, I feel pitiful thinking about it.

Especially for the woman lying on the bed, her abdomen and viscera were ruptured from the beating, and one hand should be cut off.

This behavior is really outrageous!
Why is this world so dark now, those powerful and rich people dare to be so rampant in broad daylight.

How should ordinary people live in the future?

The old doctor felt the pain of the death of a rabbit and a fox in his heart.

Listening to them say that this woman's husband and child may not even see her for the last time.

Finally, she couldn't help but said: "If there is an old wild ginseng to give her a sigh of relief, maybe she can last a few days and meet her husband for the last time."

But just after I finished talking about the old doctor, I regretted it. It seems that this group of people can't afford to buy old ginseng in their clothes. So, doesn't it mean that they are pricking their hearts?

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a soft voice from outside: "Doctor, how many years of wild ginseng do you need?"

Several people in the consulting room with sad faces looked towards the door in unison when they heard the voice.

Seeing Si Qing's small figure lift the curtain and walk in, his tender little face was tense, looking extremely serious.

"Auntie!"

Several people in the room hastily wiped their eyes, wiped away their tears, and forced a smile to greet him.

Whether it was intentional or not, several people happened to block Si Qing's view of Wu Shi.

"Grandma, why did you come in here? It's small inside, and the smell of blood is strong. Get out quickly. Mr. He and Xiao He are bandaging wounds in the nearby consulting room. You, you can go there."

Chen Shitou walked towards Si Qing with a smile uglier than crying, trying to coax her out.

It would be unlucky for my aunt to see Wu's current appearance.

Si Qing couldn't see Chen Shitou's intentions. These people in the village always treated her like a child, afraid of this and that.

If it were normal, she would have to have a few words with Chen Shitou, but at least she had moved her soul, and her body was a little weak.

I didn't have the energy to talk to him about anything else.

He simply waved his small arms, shook off Chen Shitou's big hand, turned his head to look at the old doctor, and asked seriously: "Doctor, how old is the wild ginseng you can tell just now?"

The old doctor licked his lips and sighed: "Of course a hundred years is the best, but a hundred-year-old ginseng is rare, and if it's five or sixty years old, it's also useful."