The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

With Bing Qiao's support, Yun Mumu climbed up, patted the mud on her body, and roared at Ying Liyang: "Ying Liyang? Qingfeng Village? The head of the family? Your uncle... mentally retarded."

Turning around, he pushed Duan Yihuang to leave: "Ah Huang, this man is not a dumb doctor, let's go, don't read."

This is a farce.

This farce is an insult to the IQ of a group of them.

Looking at the tyrant in the wheelchair, his expression didn't look any better, and he didn't make a sound.

But just by looking at it, Yun Mumu knew how disappointed Duan Yihuang must be at this moment.

He was able to come here with Ying Liyang through untold hardships in order to cure his damn paralysis.

Came full of hope, turned out to be nothing.

No hope, no disappointment.

Giving him hope and disappointing him is like slashing him twice.

"Go back to the palace."

The man said two words coldly, then turned on the silent mode, and didn't say another word, even his eyes became empty and sad.

Ying Liyang's anger didn't come from anywhere.

Small melon skin?How dare you lie to them?
This dead liar is going to die today.

When he rolled up his sleeves and was about to go in to fix the fake dumb doctor, he found that Ah Jiu had already nailed him to the wall, and he was about to die from the beating.

Ying Liyang stepped forward and gave her another kick to vent her anger: "It's not good for you to pretend to be someone else, you pretend to be a dumb doctor, and you make such a high profile, I will kick you to death."

Kuang Kuang kicked the fake mute doctor's stomach, then raised his fist and swung his fist twice at his face, which was good enough for me, and beat him into a pig's head.

The fake dumb doctor wailed and begged for mercy: "Don't slap your face, don't slap your face..."

Yingli Yang smiled evilly: "Okay, don't slap the face, I'll kick it." When he swung his legs, he flew away.

This is what made him lose face for Ying Liyang.

Don't mess with me, I'm in a hurry, I can do everything except arithmetic problems.

After kicking, he went out to chase Duan Yihuang and the others.

Yun Mumu returned to the old man's house, only to find that the old man didn't go out to set up a tea stall today, and sat on the threshold and sighed, while the old woman beside him burst into tears.

Yun Mumu let go of the wheelchair in his hand, stepped forward, and asked with concern: "Master, aunt, what's the matter with you? Is there any difficulty at home?"

The two old men glanced at each other, and the old woman said, "In a few days, it will be my wife's 70th birthday."

Yun Mumu asked strangely: "Is that a good thing? The [-]th birthday is a lot of fun. It's rare for people to reach their [-]th birthday. My uncle's body is still so strong. Why are you shedding tears?"

"Noble man, you don't know. In our Qingquan village, there is a custom that old people who have reached the age of [-], whether they are healthy or not, will be dragged into the deep mountains to pay homage to the mountain gods and pray for future generations. "

The tears that the old woman said, it was his wife first, and it will be her turn in two years.

Compared to the old woman who was sad, the old man seemed calm and calm. He was twitching his eye bags and kept silent.

"Worshiping the mountain god? How to pay homage to the law?" Yun Mumu asked strangely.

"It is to throw the old people who have reached the age of seventy into the deep mountains and old forests, and let them fend for themselves. If they don't throw them away, they will not only take up the life of their children and grandchildren, but also bring diseases to their children and grandchildren. For hundreds of years, Qingquan Village has no No one dares to violate this rule.”