Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

  047 was originally knocked out by himself. Xia Beibei first paid the money, picked up the wrapped clothes on the counter, carried them on his back, then picked up three pieces of coarse cloth and walked out of the cloth shop.

   After a while, from a hidden corner, a handsome little boy came out, with blood on his forehead, and ran directly to the pharmacy.

"Oh, hello, shopkeeper, shopkeeper, please give this young master some medicine. It hurts my young master to death." Xia Beibei covered her forehead and plunged into the pharmacy, her mouth kept screaming pain .

   "Yo, you... what's wrong with you?" The shopkeeper looked at 'he' wearing expensive clothes, and intuitively thought he was the son of a big family.

"Don't mention it, I didn't know which **** it was just now, and he slammed into the young master Ben in a hurry, and hit the young master against the wall all of a sudden. As a result, when the young master turned back and was about to argue with that person, the **** had already run away. No one is there anymore." Xia Beibei said through clenched teeth, with bad luck written all over her face.

   "This young master is unlucky, you hurry up and give me some medicine."

   "Okay, okay, wait a moment." The shopkeeper immediately took out a bottle of medicinal powder from a drawer and came to Xia Beibei's side.

   "You can bear it, but it hurts a little bit." He urged.

  The son of a big family can't stand the pain the most. Don't yell at him when that time comes.

  Xia Beibei only paid attention to that drawer, how could she care about her forehead, she bumped it out by herself, and she was willing to sacrifice for that guy Dongfang Yu.

   After I got home, I had to explain it to my grandmother. It was a headache.

   Looking back and waiting for him to recover, I have to beat him hard again. Money is small, but suffering is big.

   "Hey, it hurts." As soon as the powder in the shopkeeper's hand was sprinkled on her forehead, it immediately hurt so much that she wanted to cry. In this ancient times, there was not even a pain reliever, and it was really backward.

   "Grandma's, if I let this young master meet those **** again, this young master has to teach them a good lesson."

   "Young Master, please bear with me." The shopkeeper carefully rubbed Xia Beibei with the first-class Jinchuang medicine, "Okay."

   "The shopkeeper, my young master's wound won't leave a scar, right?" Xia Beibei asked.

   "This..." The shopkeeper didn't know how to answer.

   For such a big wound, he wouldn't believe it himself if it would not leave scars.

   "Master, otherwise you can buy back the whole bottle of Jinchuang medicine and sprinkle it a few more times, and it should get better sooner." That's all he could say.

"Then..." Xia Beibei hesitated for a moment, "You give me one more bottle, two bottles, I've been doing business with my father all day, and I can't even bring all the medicines, it's unlucky these few days, don't do it anymore. What happened."

   "Okay." The shopkeeper saw that this was a big deal, and immediately went to get another bottle.

   "The shopkeeper, this young master's head was smashed. Will there be anything wrong at night?"

   "No, no, don't worry, it's just a little injury." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

   At first glance, he looks like a gentleman who has never been hurt. He can say a few words of comfort.

   "What minor injury, this young master's body is precious, can't there be any mistakes, how much money?" Xia Beibei asked, picking up two bottles of gold wound medicine on the counter.

   "Twelve taels."

   Xia Beibei: "..." Ten taels of silver? She looked at the two small bottles in her hand.