The two treasures of the farm family cannot be offended by the mother who is a miracle doctor.

"Well, the little masters have gone to bed, so you should go to sleep too."

How dare Qingzhi sleep, "If you are not here, the slaves will guard the little master."

"Then don't make any noise to disturb their rest."

After Ye Nitang finished speaking, he strode away.

Qingzhi looked at the locked bedroom door and felt strange.

Her internal strength was low, but she could still hear whether there was breathing in the room.

But after the master entered the door, she could no longer feel the breath of the little masters.

Even though she was full of doubts, when she thought about her master's words, she didn't dare to go in and find out.

Ye Nitang went to the stable, untied Xiaobai, and ran quickly to the residence of Hongzhu, the six of them, and Gong Beizheng.

"Do you know the language of the small country over there in the Western Desert?" Ye Nitang planned to sell a batch of fruits in the space in the name of a merchant in the Western Desert.

"Slave Huang Jue has dealt with businessmen from the Western Desert before and knows a few Western Desert dialects."

A tall woman with beautiful features and autumn eyes walked up to Ye Nitang.

Her appearance is not the most beautiful among the eight girls, but she has a good figure.

The front is convex and the back is curved, and a pair of bright eyes has an enchanting air.

Coupled with her silent smile, she is very approachable.

Ye Nitang thought of the booklet Hongzhu gave her that said Huang Jue used to help his boss manage sales and had the strongest sales ability.

She took out a piece of paper and handed it to Huang Jue. On it was a dialogue she designed, "You read it in the Western Desert dialect."

Huang Yaojie took the paper and seemed to understand it, "Master, do you want to read all the six kinds of Xi Mo language that this slave has written?"

"Six kinds? Not bad," Ye Nitang burst into laughter. She took back the paper and quickly wrote another paragraph, "Teach me how to speak in those six kinds of Western Desert dialect."

"Yes." Huang Jue didn't hide his secrets and gave everything he knew to Ye Nitang.

Ye Nitang learned things very quickly. In half an hour, he learned six Western Desert dialects from Huang Jue.

She took out a pen and paper and wrote a few more pages, "From now on, you can teach Gong Beizheng the words above in Xi Mo dialect, and then find yourself a helper who can speak Xi Mo dialect. In two days, I will I need him and you to do something for me.”

"Yes, I will comply with the arrangement." Huang Jue responded.

After explaining, Ye Nitang gave them a few more bottles of health-enhancing medicine, and then entered Gong Beizheng's bedroom.

His wounds healed very well. Apart from redness and swelling, no pus or blood could be seen on his collarbone and limbs.

The tendons in my hands and feet also regained activity.

After Ye Nitang changed his medicine, he gave him a powerful anti-inflammatory injection and gave him Lingquan potion. "Eat well. In two days, I have something I need you to do."

"Yes!"

Gong Beizheng's bruised and swollen face has lost a lot of weight, and he can now see the outline of his face clearly.

Judging from his bones, he was less than twenty years old, and his body was very thin.

The facial features look like they were sharpened with a knife.

The eyes are long and narrow, with many whites, and their expression is like an indifferent and lonely iceberg.

There is a natural sense of world-weariness throughout his body.

Although he has a Dayu accent, his facial features are deeper and more feminine than those of Dayu people.

Compared with the Jingbai she picked up, his appearance is a little worse, but he is much less thoughtful.

That guy, always holding it, never showed his true face.

This person's heart is written on his face and he is easy to get along with.

"Well, good."

Ye Nitang touched his head like an old mother, left two words, and left under Gong Beizheng's stunned eyes.

After coming out, he chatted with Hongzhu and the others for a few words and went to Hong Chao's residence.

Looking at the green brick and black tiled Sanjin mansion in front of her, she raised a hint of sarcasm on her lips. No wonder Ye Furong was unwilling to go home despite suffering.

I guess I can't bear to part with this house.

She looked around and found a low backyard wall. She jumped lightly, climbed up and sat down. She caught sight of old Xue.

At this time, old Mr. Xue was sitting on a big mahogany chair, with a woman behind her fanning her desperately.

She hugged the white porcelain plate and ate the red plums inside.

Around them, there was still a scent of refreshing ointment lingering.

"Stepgrandma, you really came to enjoy the blessing!"

Ye Nitang looked at her with a smile, and with a thought, a strong acid pill followed the plum into Old Xue's mouth.

The next moment, she heard a scream.

After a while, Ye Furong ran out of the house disheveled.

Behind him, there was a tall man without any clothes on.

Ye Nitang was wearing night vision goggles and could clearly see his face. He was not the man who came to pick up Ye Furong.

"Nai, what's wrong with you?" Ye Furong asked anxiously when she saw old Xue taking her mouth with her hands.

Old Xue just shed tears and opened her mouth, indicating that her mouth hurt but she couldn't say a word.

The shirtless man grabbed Ye Furong and started to kiss her. He said inarticulately: "Daughter-in-law, wife, let's have a baby."

"Let me go first," Ye Furong coaxed him nicely, "My grandma is sick, let's get her a doctor first."

"No, no, you sleep with me first." The man grabbed Ye Furong by the waist and pushed her to the ground, as if she wanted to rectify the law on the spot.

Old Mr.

The woman seemed to be used to such a scene. Instead of helping Ye Furong, she pulled old Xue into the house.

Mr. Xue didn't like the three Ye Nitang siblings, but Ye Furong was her granddaughter. How could she see someone bullying her like this.

He immediately lay on the mother-in-law's arm and bit her hard.

The mother-in-law felt pain and let her go.

Old Xue took the opportunity to pick up the stick on the ground and beat the man.

The man was unhappy because Ye Furong struggled but had not yet succeeded.

Now that he had been beaten a few times, he got angry and got up to beat old Xue.

Ye Nitang opened her eyes wide in shock and quickly took out her phone to record the scene.

This is all evidence of a crime.

It took more than a minute to record, which was enough.

She jumped off the wall, rode a horse, and went to the county government to file a complaint with excitement on her face.

"Boom boom boom!"

The big drum outside the Yamen was beaten loudly by her.

Pei Feng, who had not slept peacefully for a long time, was woken up by the housekeeper as soon as he fell asleep, "Sir, someone has complained."

"Who is this, coming to complain in the middle of the night?" Mrs. Pei muttered dissatisfiedly, turned over and continued to sleep.

Pei Feng got angry and got up.

When he came to the yamen gate and took a look, he asked in shock: "Miss Ye, it's you!"

"Sir, it's not good. My grandma and sister are about to be killed. Go and have a look!"

Ye Nitang looked anxious and worried, and Pei Feng, who didn't know what was going on, also became nervous, "Where are your grandma and your sister now?"

"Captain Hong, please stop asking questions and leave quickly!"

After Ye Nitang finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of the night shift detectives varied.

They knew that Hong Chao's younger brother married a girl from the mountains and often beat her.

But the people did not complain to the officials, and because of Hong Chao's face, it was difficult for them to take care of it.

Things are different now. Hong Chao stopped Ye Nitang from seeing a doctor and almost killed him.

When the young master recovers, Hong Chao's position as the leader will no longer be stable.

Several people were thinking, thinking about Xiao Jiujiu. Without Hong Chao, their chance would come.