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This woman still needs it, and in the next few days, I'm afraid she will have to rely on the other party for her food, and she will also have to buy medicinal materials to boil the medicine.

You can't ignore her.

"Yang, Uncle Yang."

Wei Zhenzhen's eyes widened, her face was as pale as paper.

When he walked into the room, he didn't dare to approach him again.

"Dawdling what?"

Yang Lin raised his eyebrows, Wei Zhenzhen was a little frightened, hurried over in small steps, and lay down on the couch awkwardly.

The big teardrops in the eyes fell straight down.

Moreover, she consciously removed the Luo Qun.

It's a relief.

"Give me the ointment."

Yang Lin became impatient, seeing the other party arched his back, his pores were tightly closed, and his whole body was trembling with tension, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Can you think of something serious?

Apart from being able to move my hands, it is difficult for me to even turn over. What can I do?

Wei Zhenzhen's heart was shocked, and she realized what Yang Lin wanted to do.

Hastily handed over the small bowl of ointment.

A blush rose on her pale face, and she was a little ashamed of embarrassment.

Yang Lin applied the ointment on the raised blue-purple scar on her back, but didn't think much about it.

Now I have both qi and blood, and I have no idea.

After applying the ointment, he stretched out his hand and pressed it gently.

Wei Zhenzhen's body shook violently, her toes suddenly collapsed, and she dared not move.

Before he had time to react, he felt a burst of coolness and comfort from the wound.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of air flowed through his body like a snake, pounced on his body and whipped everywhere.

The pain sensation disappeared immediately.

It seems that something inexplicable is growing.

It seems to heal the wound and heal the skin.

'This is an illusion. '

Wei Zhenzhen felt that she was shameless, and when someone touched her, she would imagine all kinds of situations.

At this moment, she was already ashamed, and hooked her head to her chest.

His eyes were flickering, and with the dim light of the orange lamp flame, he could see from the corner of his eyes that the smooth and delicate skin was shining.

'Smooth? '

Wei Zhenzhen widened her eyes and looked carefully.

It was discovered that there were no traces of the long strips of wounds that had protruding whip edges, where he had applied the medicated oil with great effort just now.

Not only were the raised swelling marks gone, but even the wounds were not visible. There was only a tiny red mark, which proved that the place had been severely beaten.

"Don't get in the water for the time being. By this time tomorrow, it will be back to normal. It won't delay your sale of buns."

Seeing Wei Zhenzhen twisting her body like a kitten, examining the scars on her body in amazement, her eyes were full of surprise.

Yang Lin was a little amused, drove her to the bed, closed his eyes again, recovered the innate qi that had just been consumed, and entered the process of repairing the meridians.

Wei Zhenzhen pursed her lips, got off the couch, put on her skirt again, blinked her eyes a few times, looked at Yang Lin for a while, then walked to a corner of the room, and lay down with her clothes on.

There are hay rags there, which won't hurt her back when lying on them, and it's where she usually sleeps.

In this era, the status of a concubine is extremely low, sometimes even worse than that of a maid.

Not only can the hostess and the old woman beat and scold at will, but they can also be given away as goods at will.

Especially the Feng family, because the male master had unspeakable secrets, they were very harsh on her, beat and scolded her frequently, and arranged for her to do many, many things.

Fortunately, Wei Zhenzhen is used to being submissive, no matter how hard and tiring she is, she will not resist or struggle, and will listen to whatever she says.

When facing outsiders, he will show an optimistic and cheerful side.

She is full of smiles every day, and no one knows what kind of life she is living.

……

The next day, Wei Zhenzhen got up at four o'clock and started to get up, knead the dough, cut vegetables and steamed buns.

By the time the thick and tangy fragrance came out, the sky had already begun to light up.

In the hot weather of July and August, the dawn was very early, and there were not many pedestrians on the street. Wei Zhenzhen had already set up a stall and started selling.

Of course, Yang Lin had to steam a basket of vegetable and meat buns first, with more meat stuffing than ordinary buns.

It was brought to the small table next to the recliner at the door, and a large bowl of broth was also brought for him to eat and drink.

After a while, there were more pedestrians on the road.

Occasionally, people come to patronize.

Yang Lin looked at Wei Zhenzhen who was familiar with selling steamed buns, and would chat with others from time to time, but he couldn't tell that many things happened last night, two people died in the house.

He couldn't help sighing secretly, after all, women are extremely adaptable creatures.

No matter what adversity you face.

As long as they have a bite to eat, they can survive tenaciously.

Moreover, they are also very good at acting.

This point is stronger than himself.

The sun has risen.

There were more and more people on the street, and officers and soldiers roared past from time to time, and some members of the gang asked bluffingly.

However, it did not affect this small bun shop.

Wei Zhenzhen was so busy that some sweat broke out on her forehead, and the business turned out to be quite good.

Of course, most of the people who came to buy buns were men.

Make a few jokes, put some cheap money on your lips, buy a few buns, and walk away while eating.

Yang Lin saw that this woman had already gone to the kitchen four times, seeing that the buns made in the early morning were almost sold out.

At this time, a half-grown boy squeezed out from the crowd.

She bent her body, winked and smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Zhen, I want eight vegetable and meat buns."

This boy looks very pleasing, with long and elf eyes, a high nose and a broad forehead...

There is still a sunny smile on the corner of the mouth, which makes people feel close when they see it.

He stretched out his head and took a peek inside the house, and when he saw no one came out to chase away people, he breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to beg for it.

"If you don't have money, what kind of buns do you buy?"

Wei Zhenzhen looked at the boy and couldn't help cursing with a smile.

"If you are in arrears or not, I will give you the money tomorrow."

"Hey, you say that every time, Xiaoling, this is the last trip, and you don't want to come here in the future."

While talking, she swiftly wrapped eight buns. After thinking about it, she added two more and stuffed them into the half-grown boy's hands before waving them away.

"what happened?"

There was a hint of puzzlement in the boy's eyes, and there was a look of worry between his brows. He obviously felt something was wrong.

"Sure enough." Yang Lin chuckled lightly.

Looking at the lovable appearance of this half-grown boy, and the sturdy and heroic boy who was watching from a distance in the middle of the street, I still don't know who these two are.

Of course Xu Ziling was the one who bought the buns.

Watching the wind in the distance is Kou Zhong.

"come on."

Yang Lin opened the curtain, and suddenly said: "Do you know that you two brothers are about to face disaster."

Hearing this, Xu Ziling's heart trembled.

Obviously, this kind of swindler's rhetoric, in normal times, he would definitely not believe a word, and instead would spit on the other party.

However, when the good-looking young man half-lying on the bamboo chair said this, he didn't feel a trace of doubt, but believed it from the bottom of his heart.

Even if the other party was lying down weakly, there was an inexplicable majesty that made it impossible for anyone to resist.

At that moment, he walked forward involuntarily, pointed to his nose, "Master, are you talking about me?"

At this moment, he didn't even think it was strange, why a stranger appeared in Lao Feng's bun shop, lying down like an old man?

Sister-in-law Zhen is so busy, she has no objection to this.

Chapter 309

"Uncle Yang, Xiaoling..."

After all, Wei Zhenzhen was kind-hearted, and was surprised to see Xu Ziling being stopped by Yang Lin.

These two boys who are used to seeing each other on the street are actually very poor children.

In fact, there are many poor children in this city.

Some people were able to live and grow up, but some people rotted silently in the stinky ditch.

Being at the bottom of the gang, being a dishonorable pickpocket, doing nothing good all day long.

Logically speaking, Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong are not worthy of sympathy.

However, Wei Zhenzhen knew that the two of them were actually somewhat different.

Kou Zhong wanted to be famous all day long, so he would sneak into the Shilong Dojo to learn martial arts secretly, and use the little money he managed to get away with to manage disciples in the martial arts hall.

As for Xu Ziling, he also became familiar with Old Master Bai, and would often try to find a way to be courteous...just because when Old Master Bai was giving lectures, he would stay outside the courtyard and listen under the tree so as not to be driven away.

After returning, the two hugged each other to keep warm, and would teach each other some simple characters and martial arts that they had learned.

Therefore, they can also be regarded as knowing honor and disgrace, and knowing age.

From time to time, a little book bag will be dropped, although, that bit of ink is very ridiculous.

What really made Wei Zhenzhen treat the two of them differently was another thing.

On that day, Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong started work routinely on this street, and their eyes were on a "fat sheep".

When they used superb techniques to cut open the old man's backpack and stole the silver.

That's bad.

When the old man was reminded, when he found out that he had lost the money, he immediately grabbed the land with his head and wept miserably, saying that the money was borrowed by the family to buy medicine for his grandson to see a doctor. Now that he lost the money, he would die.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who had just left with the money, reached the corner of the street, but couldn't move their feet. Immediately, the two walked up to the old man, and returned the money with embarrassment on their faces.

Then, on that day, the two boys were beaten up by Boss Yan, the incense master of the Bamboo Flower Gang, and they couldn't get up for three days.

This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, so although the "craftsmanship" of the two of them was good, their income was far less than that of other colleagues.

Therefore, I often go hungry.

Sometimes when I'm so hungry that I can't think about it, I'll come to Wei Zhenzhen's place to grab a few buns.

Wei Zhenzhen felt pity in her heart, and would never refuse every time.

She talked about asking for money, but in fact, she never thought of asking the two of them to pay back the bun money.

"That bun..."

Wei Zhenzhen didn't know how to explain to Yang Lin, it was just Ai Ai's explanation.