This mountain is mine

Chapter 20 I Hurt More Than You

At this time, the man endured his physical discomfort and landed on a tree outside the small courtyard of the Yu family. The door was open, and he could clearly see the scene inside the house.

Jiang's mother sprinkled Yu Miaomiao's hemostatic powder, and the bleeding stopped quickly, and she bandaged her again, before muttering a few words: "Don't move around, it will bleed again in a while, what should I do, mother will do it for you. "

Yu Miaomiao looked at her wrapped hands and nodded helplessly. She has a lot to do today.

There is not much space in the yard, so she bought vine vegetable seeds, which can grow through fences and roofs, but it doesn’t matter, but the land is not strong enough, and the fertilizer mixed with plant ash and egg shells is barely enough to grow flowers in flowerpots. Still have to figure out how to fertilize.

"There are two ponds at the entrance of the village. I'm going to dig some silt to use as fertilizer today. My mother will help me dig it, and I'll pick it up. With this little land, two trips are enough."

Mother Jiang agreed, but couldn't help but said: "Little lady embroiders, writes and writes, but I have to do these dirty things."

Yu Miaomiao said with a smile: "After a few days, my mother won't say that. This time I'm presenting to the officials, none of you are as good as mine. What's so strange about those embroidery, calligraphy and painting, the officials have seen a lot. "

Speaking of this, Mother Jiang was worried. After discussing for most of the night, there was no conclusion. Now everyone else is still discussing in the room.

Seeing what Yu Miaomiao said was certain, Jiang's mother was amused in her heart, and she didn't show her face, and said: "Okay, Mom will wait and see."

But she thought in her heart that growing vegetables is better than her previous fiddle with alchemy, and it can save some money on vegetables. If the little lady can't persist, she will continue to grow.

Mother Jiang didn't even wonder what Yu Miaomiao was doing, and Yu Miaomiao was still a little disappointed.

If she asked, she would definitely say it, but the other party refused to accept the offer, so she had no choice but to swallow both the plan and the little pride.

Somewhat disgruntled, they took the pole and the flat basket, and urged Mother Jiang to go to the entrance of the village together.

The man on the tree withdrew his gaze, his face was as calm as ever, but his heart was tumbling.

The blood on Yu Miaomiao's hand stopped, and the pain in his heart also subsided a lot.

Yesterday at the gate of the city, as soon as she bleeds, he started to be in pain. When he was spying on her last night, she bleeds, and he was in so much pain that he almost fell off the roof. It was the same just now.

He had a not-so-good association.

Previously, Dr. Qiu said that Yu Miaomiao was about to die of illness and would not live for long, but not only did she not die, she was also alive after being infected with the Gu poison on his body... There is definitely something weird about her.

He followed the two of them, and saw Li Miaomiao enter the small forest beside him while Jiang's mother was digging the mud, his eyes flashed, and he followed.

A lot of trees in the forest have been cut down, sunlight can penetrate in, and there is a thick layer of rotten leaves on the ground, which is soft to step on.Yu Miaomiao was collecting these rotten leaves, took them back and processed them, they were also good fertilizers.

When she was almost done collecting, she straightened up when she suddenly felt a tingling pain on the back of her hand. Looking down, she saw that there was a very thin gash, and blood dripped out. She took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and the blood disappeared.

She didn't take it to heart either, she just thought it was inadvertently cut by a branch.

Outside the forest, Mother Jiang was already calling her, and she hurried out with a flat basket.

The woods became quiet, and after a long time, a figure fell from the tree, but half-bent, leaning against the tree trunk, clutching his heart, beads of sweat dripped down his face uninterruptedly.

Does he count as asking for guilt?I scratched her lightly, and I almost died of pain.

Now it is verified, but this result is really annoying!

(End of this chapter)