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Chapter 163 I actually ate the beard of small ginseng? ? ? ?

Zhao Xuan looked a little anxious, his hands were trembling, he couldn't speak, he couldn't even complete his words.Zhao Heng saw Zhao Xuan's anxious look, he picked up the ginseng whiskers and picked them up facing the rising sun.

"When did A Bao put it in?" Wang Chunniang said with a surprised look on her face. She hurriedly ran towards the small greenhouse in the yard, wanting to see if the ginseng in the small greenhouse was okay!
In fact, it's not surprising that Wang Chunniang and the others were so angry, mainly because, in their eyes, the existence of small ginseng was like the link between Abao and the world. As long as the link was still there, Abao could live well.So when they suddenly heard that the little ginseng had no whiskers, they were all very worried.

"Abao must want Xuan'er to eat this Xu Xu. Does she think that Xuan'er's throat will get better after eating this Xu Xu?" Zhao Heng looked at the Xu Xu lying in his hand and whispered. .

In front of the small greenhouse, Wang Chunniang looked inside and saw that Abao's pulling out the whiskers did not affect the overall life of the little ginseng, so she returned to the house with confidence.

Zhao Xuan looked at the small ginseng whiskers. He kept shaking his head, obviously unwilling to accept the small ginseng whiskers as his own medicine.

Zhao Xuan was very stubborn and could not be persuaded at all. Zhao Heng took a look and finally made a decision: "Stew the ginseng soup and give it to Ah Bao to drink. Ah Bao is not awake yet!"

Hearing Zhao Heng say that he wanted to give A Bao the ginseng and whisker stew soup to drink, Zhao Xuan immediately nodded and agreed.

So, under Zhao Heng's decision, Wang Chunniang slowly fed the small bowl of ginseng soup to the little guy who had not yet woken up.

It seemed that the heavy snow was still falling outside, and A Bao hadn't woken up yet. After feeding her the ginseng soup, the family had nowhere else to go, so they stayed by A Bao's kang. Lin Xiang was busy in the kitchen, and Jiang Ting was aside. Help light the fire.

He didn't know how long it had been, but Zhao Heng, who was holding A Bao, suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some movement in the little chubby boy in his arms. He immediately lowered his head and looked over, and saw that A Bao had opened his eyes and looked good. A lot lighter, not as pale as before!
"Abao! Are you awake?" Wang Chunniang took Wang Chunniang over and asked the little guy in surprise.

Abao rubbed his eyes, arched his little head towards Wang Chunniang's arms, and said to Wang Chunniang in surprise: "Mother, I...I don't seem to be that cold anymore!"

Although Abao said this, his little body was still trembling.Zhao Heng snorted lightly, looking at the little bald boy being held in Wang Chunniang's arms, he said angrily: "What? You've learned to lie, haven't you?"

Abao shrank his little head.

But she didn't speak. She really didn't feel so cold anymore!
Just when Abaojiang was about to say something else, Zhao Heng's eyes fell on the empty bowl on the table beside him, and he said in a calm tone: "When did you pull out the ginseng whiskers from the greenhouse?"

Upon hearing the news about ginseng and ginseng, Abao suddenly became quiet. She stopped saying a word and moved her little head towards Wang Chunniang's arms, leaving only her small back facing Zhao Heng.

She just went to have sex!She wants to use that ginseng whisker to save her brother's throat!
"You don't need to save your brother's throat. I made the soup for you to drink from the ginseng whiskers. Otherwise, you wouldn't have woken up so quickly today." Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows and spoke calmly.

It was okay that he didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Abao's whole cub collapsed.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she shouted: "Mother! Did daddy really stew his whiskers into soup?"

Wang Chunniang nodded sheepishly.

"I ate my son's beard!" Abao yelled at Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng reached out and rubbed his ears, only to feel pain in them. "Didn't you pull off his beard first? Since you pulled it off, why can't we make soup for you?" Zhao Heng leaned on the kang. He actually didn't sleep all night, but at this time he looked at the little boy. The fat man looked shriveled, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"I'm here for my brother! I'm here to treat my brother's throat!" Abao yelled at the top of his lungs: "I don't want to drink wuwuwuwu. I want to drink it for my brother! I want my brother to speak!"

Just as Wang Chunniang was about to say something, she was stopped by Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng pointed to a big pot in the yard outside and said: "It's useless to save your brother. Go and cook yourself. The pot will be in the yard."

Abao poked her little head out and looked into the yard. As expected, she saw a big pot steaming in the yard, and she immediately let out another roar.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Your father lied to you. That big pot is the one we use to boil water!" Wang Chunniang hugged A Bao and coaxed softly.

Abao was still struggling: "But Xu Xu wants to save his brother!"

"Your brother is fine! Your grandpa Yao said that your brother's voice will recover after a while." Wang Chunniang hugged A Bao and placed her on the edge of the kang. She comforted her and put on thick clothes for her. In a short time, she had been surrounded by a ball.

Zhao Xuan couldn't say anything, so he helped from the side and let A Bao choose the shoes he wanted to wear!

"Next time, if you dare to touch that ginseng beard again, I will slap you!" When Zhao Heng left the room, he was still holding a shoe sole in his hand and gesticulating towards A Bao, which scared A Bao. She immediately hid behind Wang Chunniang, her lips pursed, and she snorted.

"If A Bao keeps touching the ginseng beards, if the little ginseng doesn't survive the cold winter, then if something happens to A Bao, won't my parents be looking forward to your coming back?" Wang Chunniang put the little ginseng into a ball. The guy took her off the kang and took her to have breakfast.

Abao responded obediently and did not mention the ginseng beard matter again in front of Lin Xiang and Jiang Ting.

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The snow was falling very hard. After breakfast, Zhao Heng took two little boys to sweep the snow in the yard. A Bao, dressed in plump clothes, squatted aside to build a snowman. Xiao Hui and Changmao were helping.

Just when the family was enjoying themselves, there was a burst of impatient movement on the street. Wang Chunniang put down the dustpan in her hand and approached the courtyard door. She pricked up her ears and listened. Before she could hear what the people outside were noisy about, she noticed I saw someone walking towards my house.

Soon, someone was tapping on their door.

"Is Dad Abao here? Dad Abao, our child has a fever. Do you have any herbs for fever?" The knock on the door obviously came from the old patriarch.

Wang Chunniang and Zhao Heng looked at each other, and finally opened the door of Zhao's house...

(End of this chapter)