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Everyone immediately looked at Meng Wantang.

Goudan, Gou Sheng, and Xiaopang also looked at Meng Wantang nervously, with fear and distressing stubbornness in their eyes.

It hurts just to look at it.

Meng Wantang pulled away from the crowd, walked up to the three children, and checked their arms, heads and eyes. After making sure there was no big problem, he suppressed his anger and turned around.

She looked at Huo Dongsheng's eldest son.

Huo Dongsheng's eldest son is ten years old, with short hair and dark skin. He looks handsome, looks thin but not weak at all. But there was just such a child, who was beaten by Goudan and Gou Sheng with tears and runny nose running down his face. One of his arms was hanging limply, as if it was broken.

"Meng Wantang, your son broke someone's arm? How will he find a wife if he loses an arm in the future? Your family is in big trouble this time."

Old Mrs. Ma was also watching the fun in the crowd, looking gloating.

Meng Wantang ignored Old Lady Ma, walked up to Huo Dongsheng's eldest son, and said to Chen Jiaojiao, "Let me take a look and let go."

"What are you looking at? When Huo Dongsheng comes, I will take the child to the county hospital."

Chen Jiaojiao protected the child and did not want Meng Wantang to see it, but accidentally touched the child's arm. The child looked like a tough guy and suffered even more.

Others accused Meng Wantang: "What are you doing? Don't touch other people's children."

Meng Wantang was so angry that these people laughed.

"If I touch this kid, he'll be fine."

"Nonsense, do you think you are the reincarnation of Hua Tuo?" Mrs. Ma danced the loudest, "It's just your little trick to deceive fools who don't understand anything. The children's arms are broken, how can you still do it? Pick it up? Gods are not as powerful as you."

"What if I get connected?" Meng Wantang turned back to Mrs. Ma and said.

Mrs. Ma opened her mouth and said: "If you can catch it, I will call you mom from now on."

"No, I can't give birth to an unfilial daughter like you."

After Meng Wantang finished speaking, the people around her burst into laughter. Mrs. Ma was so angry that she pointed at Meng Wantang and cursed: "You have the ability to connect the child's hand in advance. If you can't connect it, give your pig knuckle to her." Our family.”

After working on it for a long time, I focused on their pork knuckles.

"Then don't have this dream. I can't give you the pork knuckle. But you can smell it tonight."

Meng Wantang reached out and pulled Chen Jiaojiao's hand away: "If you don't touch his hand, he keeps crying. If you touch it, he will cry even harder. Why don't you take your hand away quickly?"

Chen Jiaojiao also noticed that the child was avoiding him, and knowing that she had done something bad with good intentions, she apologized to Huo Damao.

"Da Mao, I'm sorry, Mom didn't mean it. Mom won't touch you anymore, please don't cry."

Parents like Chen Jiaojiao are a minority in this era, let alone in their village. After all, where do parents apologize to their children?

Chen Jiaojiao did this.

Huo Damao's attention was distracted, and Meng Wantang asked him: "Your arm hurts, doesn't it?"

"Ah."

Huo Damao just nodded his head and didn't even lift it up. Meng Wantang grabbed his hand and just raised it, he found that his hand no longer hurt.

Chen Jiaojiao's pupils dilated and she screamed: "What are you doing?"

"Move your arm and see if it feels better?" Meng Wantang asked Huo Damao directly without even giving Chen Jiaojiao a look.

Huo Damao's arm no longer hurt, and he didn't dare to raise it at first. Under Meng Wantang's encouraging eyes, he tentatively raised it, and his movements became larger and larger.

"It doesn't hurt anymore! My arm doesn't hurt anymore!"

Huo Damao didn't even wipe the tears from his face before he laughed in disbelief.

"Be careful in the future, take good care of it, and don't dislocate it again. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if it becomes a habitual dislocation."

As a doctor, Meng Wantang finished instructing Huo Damao. From the corner of his eye, he saw Mrs. Ma squeezing out of the crowd dejectedly without calling anyone.

She returned to the three little guys, knelt down and asked, "Which one of you three can tell you what is going on?"

Gou Sheng looked at Meng Wantang like a traitor.

"We were beaten by him, and you still helped him see a doctor!" Gou Sheng didn't cry after being beaten, but now he cried because Meng Wantang was seeing a doctor for someone else's child.

Meng Wantang knew the child's thoughts and understood Gou Sheng.

She said: "Just now I was meeting Dr. Meng, now I am your mother. Doctor Meng is sick and now she is here to support her son. Tell me why you are fighting. If you are reasonable, I will fight now." His mother."

Gou Sheng's eyes were still suspicious.

Meng Wantang asked Goudan: "Lu Yunhe, tell me."

"We took Xiaopang to the cowshed today to keep an eye on them as they worked. They came to cut grass and feed the pigs. Xiaopang was sitting there when Huo Sanmao pushed him down. Gou Sheng and I rushed over and pushed Huo San Mao was beaten. Huo Damao came to help his brother, and we started fighting with him."

After Goudan finished speaking, he looked at Meng Wantang anxiously.

They had two fights in just two days.

Goudan was very afraid that Meng Wantang would be angry, and even more afraid that Meng Wantang would become what he was before.

"You two have done a good job, you are good brothers." Meng Wantang's words of praise made the two children very surprised.

She smiled and rubbed the heads of several children: "Wait, Mom will support you."

After Meng Wantang learned about the situation, he went directly to Huo Sanmao.

Huo Sanmao was hiding behind him just now, and now Meng Wantang saw the child. The child was about the same age as Goudan, taller than Goudan and Gou Sheng, and stronger than Gou Dan and Gou Sheng.

Just such a child was beaten on the ground by Goudan and Gou Sheng, and suffered a lot.

There was no injury at all on his face.

Meng Wantang raised her eyebrows and waved to Huo Sanmao: "Huo Sanmao, come here!"

Huo Sanmao didn't dare to go, so Meng Wantang stepped forward and asked Huo Sanmao: "Why did you bully my son?"

"He's a little mute!"

Huo Sanmao succeeded in making Meng Wantang cold-faced as soon as he opened his mouth.

She didn't have the same understanding as a child: "So you hit him?"

"What's wrong with hitting him?" Huo Sanmao said confidently.

This brat just owes a beating.

Meng Wantang straightened up and threatened Huo Sanmao: "If you hit my son, I will hit you again!"

"How dare you, my dad won't let you hit me."

Huo Sanmao was full of confidence.

I really deserve a beating!

Meng Wantang's hands were itchy and she wanted to grab the child and beat him severely.

She squinted her eyes and smiled particularly sinisterly: "Your dad can't follow you every day. When you come out to cut pigweed, I will drag you into the woods with your buttocks spread open. Let the wolf take you away in the middle of the night. Look. Do you still dare to bully my son in the future?"

"Wow……"

Huo Sanmao started crying at the top of his lungs.

Chen Jiaojiao turned around when she heard the child's cry, stepped forward and shouted at Meng Wantang: "Why do you, a big man like you, bully a child?"

Meng Wantang said with a cold face in displeasure: "If you don't educate your children well, I don't mind helping you educate them."

She also threatened Huo Sanmao in front of Chen Jiaojiao: "I will not be merciful. I will really leave you to feed the wolves."