Chapter 61
Feng Ranhua took off his cloak and spread it on the wooden board, and took out a small quilt from the small book space, and carefully carried out Ji'er and Ling'er.

The two milk dolls slept soundly, and the wind-dyed thrush eyes were full of soft light.

Fortunately, I made a fool of Mr. Gong, and took out a big bag from the broken book, saying that I had brought it.

After Fengranhua finished feeding the child, Mr. Gong came back with two chickens and a clean earthenware pot from somewhere.

Mr. Gong waved his hand at the wind dyed painting, "Two of them, one stewed for you to drink. One roasted for the little old man, I will eat."

Feng Ranhua wanted to take a chicken, "Old man Gong, come here, give it to me, other cooking skills are not good, I am very good at this roast chicken."

"Pretty girl, you just gave birth today, so you should take a good rest by warming yourself up to the fire. This woman who just gave birth is the weakest. It stands to reason that you can't even get out of bed today." Gong Lao shook his head and said.

Uh!
The reason made her speechless.

In the next afternoon, didn't she still say that she is strong and powerful, and her body is so healthy that she doesn't seem to have given birth to a baby.

"If Mr. Gong doesn't dislike it, call me Ranhua." Feng Ranhua was inexplicably moved.

"Dye Hua, Dye Hua girl, that's a good name." When the old man spoke, he had already set the clay pot on the fire, and pulled some medicinal materials from his own baggage.

Seeing Fengranhua, Gong Lao looked at him in puzzlement as he took out a few packs of medicinal materials, and explained:
"They are all common health-preserving medicinal materials, such as wolfberry, jujube, ginseng slices, etc., just for you to nourish your body."

"Tomorrow, I'll get you some macaroni to feed your two cubs."

Feng Ranhua showed a once-in-a-thousand-year cute appearance, and nodded with a downbeat look.

The chicken is cooked, and the meat and soup in the whole clay pot are full of Feng Ranhua.

Under the urging of the old man from left to right, Feng Ranhua hugged Ji'er and Ling'er fell into a deep sleep, but before the old man didn't notice, she called out the little Poshu to help her keep watch.

Today, she fled and gave birth, which can be said to have been close to death.

Even with the spiritual spring to recuperate her body and bones, she can't support her mentally and needs to rest.

Looking at the big one and two young ones opposite, Mr. Gong said with rare emotion: "Old man, I have been walking outside for half my life, and I really have a heart for you girl."

On Feng Ranhua's wrist, there was a small torn book with half of its head protruding out of nothingness. Looking at the old man opposite, he was a kind-hearted man. He counted with his fingers, and there was no danger for the time being.

However, Xiao Poshu did not let go of his vigilance, raised his braid to the sky, stared at the old man, and kept his ears on the outside of the outer temple.

Elder Gong, who was playing with the flames, was moved, and suddenly looked at Fengranhua, hey, why does it feel like someone is watching him all the time.

There is no one else on the opposite side.

Gong Lao mobilized his internal energy to search around, but there was no human breath.

But he always felt like someone was looking at him.

The unbelieving Mr. Gong stood up and circled around the wind dyed painting a few times, but there was still nothing wrong.

The empty little broken book, with its little head held high, jumped up and down on Feng Ranhua's body, and made faces at Mr. Gong from time to time.

Gonglao's spiritual thoughts became more and more clear, just looking at him, could it be some kind of animal?

Just as he was about to use his internal energy for a shock, suddenly, he looked down at the three sleeping mother and child, and instantly withdrew his energy.

"Dye Hua girl, there is indeed something strange." Gong Lao said with a smile.

In the morning, Fengranhua was awakened by the strong fragrance of chicken, and the whole night was sound, and the body nourished by the spiritual spring felt refreshed. This night was the comfort that Fengranhua had never had before.

In the dimness of the room, there are mottled light spots everywhere.

She stood up straight and stared at the door vigilantly.

At some point, the light at the empty doorway was blocked by two wooden boards, and the room was dark, just sleeping soundly, and the sun was already high through the crack of the door.

"The little old man is okay. He didn't sleep all night. At dawn, he didn't know where to make two wooden boards, and dried a lot of medicinal powder at the door before going to hunt chickens."

"After dawn, I came back with three chickens, cleaned up the chickens, and cooked soup outside with clay pots."

Little Po Shu yawned.

Through the crack of the door, she looked at the old man who was making soup with gloomy eyes, and slightly raised her lips, "Little Po Shu, go to bed. I'll call you at night."

With a sound, the little broken book shuffled back into its body.

"Wow wow wow!" Brother woke up.

Not a word.

"Wow wow wow!" My sister woke up too.

Elder Gong reflexively came to the door, and saw Feng Ranhua pick up a milk doll, leaving a cry on the wooden board.

"Hungry, hungry!" Gong Lao said anxiously, "Feed the dolls quickly, and come out for breakfast after feeding."

When the words fall, the person disappears.

Feng Ranhua looked at Ling'er who was eating in his arms, and thought to himself, he had to find a cow to prepare.

Finally, after feeding the two baby dolls, I put the two baby dolls in the basket and covered them tightly.

The wooden boards were removed, and the sunlight shattered all over the place, making it very warm.

Walking out of the wind-dyed painting at the gate of the temple, I saw the blue and black eyes of Mr. Gong, "Thank you Mr. Gong, please help me keep watch."

Elder Gong just gave up, "Hey, fate, fate, we should meet."

Beside the fire was a large bowl of chicken soup with white rings, and a pot of chicken soup was still boiling in the clay pot.

"The old man knows a lot about medicine. The chicken soup made from macaroni is just right for you." Mr. Gong moved the big bowl to the wind-dyed painting.

In the cliff cave, she heard Mrs. Feng and the others mention that this is a medicinal herb for breastfeeding. She picked up a large bowl of soup and drank half of it in one go without hesitation.

Just been consumed by Ji'er and Ling'er, and there is no oil in my stomach.

"Ranhua girl, it seems that you are not a girl raised by ordinary people, where is the father of the babies?" Elder Gong asked after holding back all night.

The wind-dyed painter who was holding the clay pot with the chicken paused for a moment, and said with far-sighted eyes, "I'm dead, and I've already fallen to the eighteenth level of hell."

"If he is not dead, in the future, I will also skin him and make a kite."

Look at her expression does not seem to be joking.

Elder Gong: ………

Afterwards, she murmured in a low voice: "What a beautiful girl, such juicy dolls, which family has no conscience."

Negative man?
Feng Ranhua's mind floated a handsome face with fear and coldness, and his face gradually became cold.

Han scumbag has already embraced a beautiful woman, and the girl from the Xie family in Lingqiu heard that she is also pregnant. He is lucky, he did not wait for me to tidy up his third leg, he actually had a baby first.

Seeing that Ranhua girl's complexion is getting uglier, Mr. Gong guesses that she must be thinking of the dolls' father:
"Girl, people, look ahead. It's hard to find four-legged toads, but two-legged men are everywhere."

"Hahahahaha..."

"What the old man said is very true, man, why worry about it." Feng Ranhua's fox eyes rolled around and looked at all living beings, extremely arrogant.

border.

"Master, there is an urgent news from Feige." When Fu Sheng received the letter, he flew straight to Han Jinyan.

Han Jinyan has been restless since yesterday, so he took the note.

There are nine characters written on it.

"Attacked by the enemy, Feng disappeared, and was about to give birth."

(End of this chapter)

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