Druid's Country Retirement

Chapter 50 Coincidentally
Sister Cui is a substitute teacher. She has no house in Shilipu and has been living in the dormitory assigned by the school for many years.

After packing up their personal belongings, the two went to the principal's office to submit their resignation letter.

However, it was empty.

According to colleagues, Principal Wang drove away in a hurry.

As for where to go and what, no one knows.

Li Hongbing, the only insider, showed a bright smile, left the resignation letter on the principal's desk, and pulled Sister Cui away.

Sister Cui's luggage was loaded in the tricycle, and Sister Cui sat next to Li Hongbing on the edge of the cart, like a couple returning home from a market.

Uncle Dahe opened the gate, looked at the pretty blushing Sister Cui with satisfaction, and turned to stare at Li Hongbing angrily.

"Little hozen, you are satisfied this time! Take good care of Teacher Cui, she is weak and can't stand it."

Injustice!
I am taking Sister Cui back to her natal home.

Before Li Hongbing could explain, Uncle Dahe looked at Sister Cui, "Cui Nier, I won't be able to take care of you from now on. If the little hozen dares to bully you, come back and tell my uncle that I will beat him to death with a whip."

At the end, Uncle Dahe showed a gratified smile, "Once you leave, the old uncle will feel at ease, and he can go away."

"Uncle...cough cough"

Sister Cui's eyes were red, and her voice was full of gratitude.

Although it is not clear what secrets there are between Sister Cui and Uncle Dahe, Li Hongbing can probably guess that it has a lot to do with that old pervert.

However, it doesn't matter.

Bad guys have their own grind.

For the rest of Wang Defa's life, it's enough!
"Uncle Dahe, don't worry! I promise to raise Sister Cui to be white and fat."

"Go away, little hozen."

"Come on, when I'm done, I'll pick you up to drink in Caogou Village."

……

The tricycle drove out of Shilipu Primary School.

With the school gradually disappearing from sight, Sister Cui suddenly found that there was not much sadness, but a sense of relief, like a bird imprisoned in a cage, opening the cage door and flying to freedom.

At this time.

A white-billed crow whirled and fell into the truck bed, and stood up after flapping a few times.

quack!quack!
The white-billed crow screamed piercingly when it saw Sister Cui.

Sister Cui was startled, and quickly reached out to pat Li Hongbing on the shoulder.

Hearing the cry, Li Hongbing knew that Bai Zui had come back from outside, and after slowing down, he glanced back.

Suddenly, the tricycle slammed on the brakes, almost throwing Sister Cui out of the car.

Li Hongang apologized repeatedly, and hurriedly parked the car and walked to the side of the truck, his face full of displeasure.

The white beak feathers are messy, a few tail feathers are missing, the brain is bleeding, and the left wing is twisted.

"Red Soldier, be careful, injured animals are very fierce."

Li Hongbing shook his head, stretched out his hand in front of Bai Zui, and Bai Zui staggered into his palm.

The injury is like this, is it a slingshot or a stone.

Bai Zui has always been very careful and never provokes the villagers.

Who doesn't have long eyes.

Beating a dog depends on the owner, let alone my bird.

Li Hongbing looked indifferent, "Who did it?"

quack!

Bai Zui shook his head and hurt his head, like a child who was bullied outside and complained to his parents after returning home.

Li Hongbing froze for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"What? You went to fight with other old ravens, but you didn't win, and you were beaten by a gang!"

quack quack!
Bai Zui proudly raised his head, flapped his intact right wing, and said that he had won the first fight, but later they didn't talk about martial arts, and ganged up on me.

"All right, all right, you're amazing, if you win the battle and don't run away, you're stupid."

Li Hongbing angrily tapped Baizui's head with his fingers, inputting a wisp of original power.

"Originally, the few in the family don't worry, the good ones don't imitate the bad ones, just stay honest."

quack!

After being treated with the power of the source, Bai Zui rolled over comfortably, and lay on his belly in Li Hongbing's arms, acting like a spoiled child.

Sister Cui on the side was dumbfounded.

The red soldier was actually chatting with the old man, and the chat was so pleasant.

Li Hongbing noticed Sister Cui's blank expression, and smiled, "Sister, it's my pet. I just went out to fight and lost."

quack!
Bai Zui retorted unconvinced.

"Okay, we won."

Li Hongbing didn't bother to take care of the bastard, threw it into the truck, restarted the three-wheeled motorcycle, and drove to the Shilipu Village Committee.

In the body.

Sister Cui stared at Bai Zui curiously. Bai Zui was lying on his back, his half-closed eyes cast a glance at Sister Cui.

Gollum!

Bai Zui suddenly turned over, dragged his injured wings, jumped up and down in front of Sister Cui, raised his head to observe for a moment, jumped into Sister Cui's arms, and lay down in a comfortable position.

This old raven is too spiritual.

Sister Cui liked it more and more, she stretched out her hand and smoothed the messy feathers gently one by one.

quack!

Bai Zui narrowed his eyes, enjoying the caring service.

……

Shilipu is a new countryside.

With the help of the forest area, it got rid of the poverty hat and the infrastructure is perfect.

There are two common surnames in the village, namely Luo and Zhao. It is rumored that refugees who escaped from the war hundreds of years ago fled to the forest area and gradually formed a village.

The Luo surname is relatively united, and it is more traditional. The wife and children are hot on the kang, and they can guard their own one-acre three-point land. The Zhao surname is relatively loose, and young people like to go out and wander.

In the countryside, the village head is basically elected by someone with local prestige. In order to maintain a balance, the two surnames of Luo and Zhao take turns in Shilipu Village.

Zhao Jinjin, 56 years old this year, is the village head of Shilipu Village, and he is fairly fair in his conduct.

Early this morning, Zhao Jinjin came to the village committee to mediate a dispute between villagers fighting for land boundaries. The two villagers had quarreled over land boundaries for more than ten years, and the village had also mediated countless times. A small amount, and no evidence can be produced.

Anyway, it's just a quarrel every three days.

Every village head has a headache about this matter, because the two villagers are named Luo and Zhao.

After going through another baptism of saliva, with the sound of magic in his ears, Village Chief Zhao only felt dizzy and uncomfortable to breathe. He told the two families to shut up and got up to leave the room to breathe.

This stop, it doesn't matter.

There was a sudden numbness in the vest, and the whole person collapsed to the ground with a crash.

Still arguing, the two villagers were dumbfounded.

After arguing for more than ten years, several village chiefs were fine, why did they waste one of them today.

Hastily stepped forward to help.

Zhao Jinjin struggled to prop up his upper body and pushed away the villagers who were supporting him. His lumbar spine was throbbing, and the brain nerves were tortured wave after wave like a tide.

"Don't touch me, don't move, I can't feel my legs, call the doctor."

The next moment, Village Chief Zhao fainted from the pain.

boom!
There was an uproar in the mediation room.

More than a dozen villagers from the two villages had colorful expressions. Some were worried, some were afraid, some went out to find a doctor, and some were secretly happy.

Li Hongbing led Sister Cui into the mediation room by chance, looked at the chaotic scene, and frowned, "Excuse me, is the village chief here?"

"Yes, here." A flustered villager stepped aside quickly, revealing Village Chief Zhao lying on the ground covered in cold sweat.

problem occurs!
Li Hongbing stepped forward in twos and threes, squatted in front of Village Chief Zhao, put his fingers on his pulse, and observed Zhao Jinjin's facial features.

The mouth is blue-purple, the pulse condition is thin and weak on the left and right feet, stagnation of liver qi, and poor blood stasis.

Li Hongbing picked up the village chief's trouser legs, his legs were free from edema, and he put his fingers under the little toe of his right foot, walked obliquely to the center of the foot, closed his eyes and felt the subtle pulse beating.

The two villagers stopped their swords and came together to discuss in a low voice.

"Who is he? The doctor your third child is looking for?"

"Fart, this man came in as soon as the third child went out, you are blind, don't fucking hurt me."

"The pulse can also sound the soles of the feet. This is the first time I have seen it."

"You said, if the village head sees it badly, it's not our fault."

"It's nothing, quick, block the door and don't let him escape."

(End of this chapter)