As a descendant of Nuwa, what’s wrong with having a little skill?

Smith had a good night's sleep. When he opened his eyes, it was already bright. The program crew next door was doing some unknown activity, and cheers came from time to time. Smith was in a rare good mood and did not feel that they were disturbing him. Instead, he looked out the window with interest.

The young man with fairer skin than him is the burn patient treated with Tony. Now he can bathe in the sun directly without holding an umbrella?

Seeing him letting the little girl ride on his shoulders and coaxing the little girl to scream and laugh wildly, Smith couldn't help but smile. Hali was so cute when he was a child, but because he wanted to train Hali to be the heir of the family, he never acted like this. A loving father makes him happy.

Later, Hali became ill and his leg was broken. Even if he wanted to enjoy family happiness again, he could no longer take Hali on a horse ride.

It's not a big regret in life. Fortunately, Ha Li still has a chance, but whether he still has a chance is really not sure.

The smile on Smith's face gradually disappeared.

"Dad, are you having a good rest? Is it convenient for you to have breakfast? After breakfast, he said that I have to undergo treatment. I'm really looking forward to it."

William pushed a wheelchair and stood at the door of Smith's room. Smith looked back at the two of them. This was his whole world. It was great to have them here.

"Have a good rest. It's such a beautiful village. Come downstairs, Harry. I wish you good luck!"

"I will be very lucky because I have dad and William!" Hali was also very excited after a night's rest.

William carried him downstairs, and he couldn't help but ask William, "William, did you hear the music last night? It's not classical music or pop music, but it sounds good. Can I learn it when I get better?"

"Of course. This is a classical musical instrument from China. It has thousands of years of history. If Hali likes it, it will also be passed down from history."

"Do we also inherit the history of other countries?" Ha Li was curious.

"What belongs to the nation belongs to the world!" William likes this saying of China very much. Regardless of race, passing on the happiness brought by history is the best answer to history.

"Okay, then I will learn this instrument when I get better. What is it called?"

"Qin, guqin!"

"I like Guqin!"

The two of them walked downstairs chatting.

Jing He was already at the dining table. He Zhengxin glanced at Jing He. He ran out in the middle of the night and didn't come back all night. When he came back, his aura was much more restrained. Was this person tricked by Master Feng last night?

Jing He felt that both his body and his outlook on life had been reshaped. This was a peaceful era, so how could someone still be injured? He just looked twice and was stared at by a group of people with a chilling air.

Then, he lost consciousness in the hot spring pool behind the waterfall. It can't be said that he lost consciousness completely. He seemed to be dreaming, dreaming that this group of soldiers kept taking off their uniforms and performing tasks in various places.

Maybe it was to deliver a message, maybe it was an assassination. His whole body was shaking with pain, and he felt like he was drowning in a sea of ​​corpses, and he stopped breathing in the next second.

Suddenly I felt pulled up by a pair of soft hands.

"Well, such a weak person actually cleanses the turbid air with the war demon body. Just a little bit of it is enough for a person to drink a pot, or nine people. I don't know if Feng Liqi is pampering you or hurting you!"

This voice was not Master Feng, who could it be? Jinghe felt as if someone had stuffed some roots into her mouth. It was a little bitter, but her body instantly felt much warmer.

Just listen to this voice and continue to say, "Women actually love to lose their hair. How can I lose my hair too? It's really an advantage for you."

When Jinghe woke up, he only felt the strong taste of ginseng in his mouth. There was no one in the hot spring. He was lying alone on the jade bed. When he looked at the time, it was over. Why, it was almost 9 o'clock.

Jing and Hali were afraid that Smith and the others were looking for them, so they hurried home. Fortunately, Smith and Hali were still resting after returning home, but William had already gotten up.

He stood in the kitchen with his eyes closed and tasted the milk in the cup as if he was savoring some delicacy in the world.

Jing He accidentally disturbed him when he came in, and he actually frowned before he remembered that this was not their castle, and Jing He was not an ignorant servant in the castle. They were guests in someone else's home.

"Did Mr. Quan go for a run? Young people are in good health and recover quickly. Mr. Quan is still resting."

Is this a reminder to yourself to keep your voice down? Jing He nodded to him and did not explain that he was not going for a run. No one could explain everything he had gone through except the person involved, so it was better not to say anything.

"This cow in the village..."

Jinghe went upstairs to change clothes. William was about to say something, but suddenly stopped, OK, Jingu Village is a unique product. Even the water here is particularly sweet. He was afraid that if he brought cows back to his country, the cows would hate them.

This natural and unique environment is unfortunately not in their country. Otherwise, Mr. Smith should just buy the entire village and make it a private property.

William first went upstairs to wake up Hali, and then took Hali to remind Smith to go downstairs. The scene of the conversation just happened. Hali had already begun to yearn for the country of China, no, Jingu Village. I am afraid that it will be deep in his memory in the future. I will always remember this wonderful village.

Smith came down quickly, "William, you push Hali for treatment, and arrange for someone to bring the gifts I prepared. You will guard Hali during his treatment, while I go up the mountain to visit the Mountain Goddess and the heroes at the Martyrs Cemetery."

William expressed his understanding, "The offerings and sacrifices have been prepared, and the entourage has been arranged outside. A convenient vehicle has been prepared for you. You may be needed on the mountain in person..."

"There's no need to prepare a car, I'm going to walk!" Smith looked at Hali, who was drinking milk and had a white beard. "If the sincerity of money is not enough, the sincerity of the body must be prepared. William, I am eager to walk by myself!"

William was no longer reluctant, "I understand, you can set off immediately after breakfast. Jingu Village will definitely give you a miracle, sir, after all."

William looked at Harry who was eating bitter melon omelette and smiled lovingly.

Hali hates bitter melon, but now he is willing to eat bitter melon with satisfaction. Jingu Village, which can make Hali change his habit, must be full of miracles.

Smith drank the milk in one gulp, "Then let's set off now!"

The sooner you get treatment, the sooner you recover, the sooner you return to the world of normal people.

"Huh? Dad, what perfume did you wear today? It smells good. Is it our new product?"

Hali's sudden voice made the two of them stunned for a moment. William also remembered that he seemed to be completely wearing perfume this morning, but Hali actually had a milky and milky smell again.

What does your husband smell like? It doesn't have any special smell, it's just a very comfortable smell. It's not pungent like perfume, and it doesn't have any top or bottom notes. It's just a very ordinary body odor, natural!

etc? The fairy water you took last night? Doesn't it mean it has no taste? How can it become the flavor they like.

Smith and William looked at each other. There is a huge business opportunity. Let's ask together later if they can seize it. After all, Westerners definitely need this thing more than Easterners!