Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Different from Xiaoman's father's almost flattering enthusiasm, Xiaoman's mother's enthusiasm is purely out of gratitude to Zhao Sanjin. After sitting down, she kept filling Zhao Sanjin with vegetables and asked about Zhao Sanjin.

Originally, he was just chatting, but Xiaoman's father hid a ghost fetus. He took the opportunity to inquire about Zhao Sanjin's family background. Zhao Sanjin prevaricated. Naturally, he would not tell him the purpose of coming to Jianghai city. He only said that his family was rural and came to the city to do something.

Hearing that Zhao Sanjin was a genuine farmer, Xiaoman's father suddenly blackened, and the disappointment between his eyebrows was reflected in his words.

"Dad, almost."

Xiaoman was pushed by her father to sit next to Zhao Sanjin. One was handsome and the other was beautiful, just like a couple. Xiaoman was very shy and nervous. After listening to her father's questions, she wished she could turn out Zhao Sanjin's genealogy. It was clear that she wanted to rub her and Zhao Sanjin together. She put down her chopsticks, He began to drink and scold.

"Dad just asks casually. If you don't fight for a few days, go to the room and uncover the tiles. You little girl now has the support of your uncle. You're bold. Even I dare to teach you a lesson." Xiaoman's father grinned and joked.

"You still say!"

Xiaoman glared at him angrily, Teng stood up, turned and walked away.

"Why are you going?"

"I'm full. Go take a bath." Xiaoman didn't look back and went straight to the bathroom opposite.

Xiaoman's father was stunned and said, "take a bath, take a bath, it's time to take a bath tonight, ha ha."

Soon, there was a clatter of running water in the bathroom.

Xiaoman's father wanted to mix Zhao Sanjin and Xiaoman. He hoped that they would cook the raw rice as soon as possible so that they could be close to Zhao Sanjin's "tall branch". However, he was not stupid and could see that Zhao Sanjin didn't seem to care. Therefore, he kept persuading Zhao Sanjin to drink. He thought that it was easy to mess - sex after drinking. After getting Zhao Sanjin drunk, he carried Zhao into Xiaoman's room, Throw it on Xiaoman's bed. When the night is long, I don't believe they can bear not to do anything special.

With such a father, Xiaoman really didn't know what evil he had done in his last life.

Similarly, as a woman, Xiaoman's mother is dedicated to her daughter. Although Zhao Sanjin saved Xiaoman, she obviously can't accept that she let her daughter and a strange man do that just by meeting each other. She often winks at Xiaoman's father to stop the old beast, but Xiaoman's father turns a blind eye and stares back at her from time to time, Motioned her not to interrupt.

Xiaoman's father is like a grandson outside, but he is as arrogant as an uncle at home. It is obvious that Xiaoman's mother is tortured at ordinary times. Zhao Sanjin can see that Xiaoman's mother is very afraid of him, so he tried several times and didn't dare to dismantle his stage directly, but beat around the Bush and said: "Xiao Zhao, you saved Xiao man and her father. You are the benefactor of our family. You don't have a place to live now. You should live in our family. But you can see that our family is not a big family. There are only two rooms. I live in one room with Xiao man's father and one room with Xiao man. If you don't dislike it, my aunt will clean up the living room for you after dinner Now, how about you sleep on the sofa tonight? "

"OK."

Zhao Sanjing nodded and agreed without thinking.

But Xiaoman's father didn't agree. He stared angrily at Xiaoman's mother and said, "sleeping on a fart sofa, three kilograms has helped our family so much. Where do you let him sleep on the sofa and let me put my old face?"

Xiaoman's father's face was a little red and swollen. After drinking some wine, his face turned red and his eyes turned red. He was like a fierce cheetah under his anger, and his fist was clenched. It seemed that he wanted to hit someone if he didn't agree. Because Zhao Sanjin was present, he didn't dare to say he would do it.

This is a subconscious move, so it's not difficult to see what kind of hot water environment Xiaoman and her mother are in with such a grumpy old beast day and night.

"But Xiaoman, she..."

"As my uncle said, Xiaoman is his woman. It's natural that they two sleep in the same bed. You smelly woman mother knows a fart. If you dare to talk nonsense, it will ruin Xiaoman's life. I'll tear your mouth!"

“……”

Xiaoman's mother was very angry. She just quarreled with Xiaoman's father in front of Zhao Sanjin. She slapped her chopsticks on the dinner table, then stood up and went back to one of the next bedrooms angrily.

"Long hair, short insight!" Xiaoman's father yelled at Xiaoman's mother's back twice. After seeing her into the bedroom, he looked back at Zhao Sanjin. His red and swollen old face suddenly disappeared, filled with flattering smiles and said: "Women just owe grass. Don't mind, uncle. After dinner, I'll go in and press her on the bed for a meal, and nothing will happen. You and Xiaoman..."

Before he finished, Zhao Sankin suddenly put out his right hand and grabbed the old beast's neck.

The sound stopped suddenly.

"It's true that Xiaoman is my woman, and it's true that my aunt is your woman. But what I hate most is the man who bullies women. Therefore, you should be nice to Xiaoman and my aunt in the future. If you dare not treat them as people like before, I'll act on behalf of heaven and deprive you of your right to be a man." Zhao Sanjin looked at the old beast coldly, and his eyebrows were cold.

Xiaoman's father was almost scared to pee. He looked at Zhao Sanjin in panic and nodded quickly.

Click!

Just then, with a slight sound, the door of the bathroom was suddenly pushed open, and Xiaoman came out. Zhao Sanjin loosened Xiaoman's father and said casually, "don't worry, uncle. The injury on your neck will be fine in a few days."

Xiaoman's father gasped, his face as gray as death.

Zhao Sanjin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He stood up and strode to Xiaoman's room.

Xiaoman just came out of the bathroom after taking a bath. He was only wearing a pink pajama. He was about to go back to his room to change his clothes. The door was half closed. Suddenly he saw Zhao Sanjin coming this way. She looked tight and said, "brother Zhao, are you..."

"I have something to tell you." Zhao Sanjin couldn't help but push the door and went in.

Xiaoman was startled. His pretty face suddenly turned crimson and said, "did brother Zhao just be moved by my father and really want to talk to me..."

As soon as I thought of this, Xiaoman's small heart immediately jumped up in his throat and jumped wildly.

Xiaoman's room space is very narrow, about only more than ten square meters. In addition to the single bed placed in the corner, there is only a wardrobe and a small desk for daily necessities.

After Zhao Sanjin went in, he glanced at the room and was immediately embarrassed.

Xiaoman just went to the bathroom to take a bath. Naturally, she changed her clothes in the bedroom first. Now she has just come out of the bathroom. The clothes she changed just now have not been cleaned up in time. They are all at the head of the bed.

If it's just a coat, the key is that there are inner clothes and inner trousers that Xiaoman wears during the day.

Goose yellow - colored underwear, light purple underwear.

Mao rushed in and was embarrassed when he met this situation. What surprised Zhao Sanjin was that there were some eye-catching blood stains on the light purple underwear.

Don't guess, it must be Xiaoman's relatives.

Shit, mistakes

"Sister Xiaoman, don't be nervous. I came in. I just wanted to discuss something with you. There's no other meaning." Zhao Sanjin looked away, coughed and pretended to see nothing.

Xiaoman's pretty face was as red as a ripe peach. He was about to drop blood and said shyly, "what does brother Zhao want to say?"

"About your father..."

To prevent Xiaoman's father from peeking or eavesdropping outside, Zhao Sanjin closed the door of the room, then told Xiaoman his ideas in detail and asked her for advice.

After listening, as Zhao Sanjin expected, Xiaoman widened his eyes and looked surprised and ashamed.

"Brother Zhao means that we sleep together tonight, which makes my father think we really..." later, Xiaoman hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't mean to say it.

"HMM." Zhao Sanjin had a clear conscience, so there was no taboo. He shook his head and sighed and said: "I can help you solve the money problem, but you should know more about your father's virtue than I do. Money is on him. The symptoms are not the root cause. Only let him really think you are my woman. After I leave tomorrow, can he be afraid and dare not bully you and your aunt like before..."

"But..."

"Don't worry, you sleep in bed tonight. I'll just make a floor berth."

"This..."

Speaking of this, Xiaoman naturally knows that Zhao Sanjin is thinking of her, but Zhao Sanjin's cold proposal still surprised her and was difficult to accept for a while.

Xiaoman is still a student now. Due to family reasons, he knows that the opportunity to go to school is hard won, so he usually devotes himself to his study. He just hopes to get a good university and find a good job after graduation to make money to support his family. He has no emotional experience at all. He has not even held hands with male classmates. It can be said that he is as pure as a piece of white paper.

Now, she suddenly wants to live in the same room with a man who has just known Zhao Sanjin for less than three hours and spend a good night together. She usually doesn't dare to think about such a thing.

Zhao Sanjin looked at his face and saw Xiaoman holding his right hand in his left hand. He didn't say anything for a long time. It was obviously difficult to accept and embarrassed to refuse, so he smiled faintly and said, "I just came to discuss with you. If you feel inconvenient, I'll go to the living room to sleep..."

The words fell, and Zhao Sankin turned and left.

"Brother Zhao, i..." Zhao Sanjin went to the door, reached out and grabbed the door handle. Just about to push the door out, Xiao pretty was in a hurry. He couldn't think much and blurted out: "brother Zhao, don't go, I promise!"