Respect the little husband [farming]

Early the next morning, while drinking the goose soup that had been stewed all night, Jiao Shihan watched Tuantuan gnawing on the neck of the goose. Oh, I have to say, Tuantuan is the nickname that Jiao Shihan tried hard to give Gousheng.

I don't know why my brother insists on calling Tuantuan Gousheng, it's so cute.

In the room, Shen Wenxuan was packing up his things, brought some food and drink, and asked, "Ajiao, what do you want to bring?"

After hearing this, Jiao Shihan finished his last sip, put down the bowl on the dining table, went into the room and took out his stretcher, needle and thread, and packed them into Shen Wenxuan's package.

Shen Wenxuan: "What are you doing with these?"

Jiao Shihan: "Go there to embroider."

Shen Wenxuan: "..." patted his good brother's head.

Jiao Shihan paused, glanced at him secretly, mustered up courage, turned his head when Shen Wenxuan was about to take back his hand, held his hand and rubbed his cheek: "Will brother stay with me all the time during the follow-up visit?"

Shen Wenxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't resist the expectant look in his eyes again, and surrendered, "That's natural."

Jiao Shihan smiled, looking limp, holding onto Shen Wenxuan without letting go.

After packing up his things, Shen Wenxuan went to Zhang's house to borrow an ox cart, and tied the leftover dog to the jujube tree at the door before leaving.

"Take a good look at the house, otherwise there will be no food." Shen Wenxuan threatened.

Jiao Shihan bent down and wanted to stroke its dog's head again, but Gousheng avoided it, and sniffed around the jujube tree with his whole body guarded, with a hoarse warning sound coming from his throat, no longer the coquetry and cuteness of yesterday, with an abnormal expression fierce.

Shen Wenxuan was puzzled, squatted down to inspect the place carefully, and brushed away the fallen leaves. The soil below was refurbished and had obviously been dug up, and his heart skipped a beat.

Gou Sheng confirmed the location, barked at him twice, and started to dig the soil with his two front paws. Shen Wenxuan helped dig with his hands with a sullen face. Jiao Shihan didn't know, so he walked over and squatted down to dig with his hands.

"Don't touch, be obedient, stay away."

Jiao Shihan had no choice but to step back and stand behind him.

The clods of soil here were unusually damp, with a faint smell of blood, the deeper the digging, the stronger the disgusting smell of blood, Shen Wenxuan frowned, his hands were covered with mud soaked in blood.

Gou Sheng barked and dug it.

A stench came over, Shen Wenxuan turned his head, took a deep breath, endured the nausea and took out the things in the pit.

A small package, the outer cloth was soaked with blood, the blood was black, Shen Wenxuan opened the inside, Gou Sheng took a step back, and kept calling at it.

Inside was a dead rooster with a steel needle inserted into it. Under the steel needle was an evil ghost amulet. There were also a few copper coins in the package. Shen Wenxuan picked up the rooster and counted them. There were a total of 49 [-] Steel needles pierced not only the back, but also between the eyebrows, eyes, mouthpiece, heart, and lower abdomen.

Shen Wenxuan glanced down along the chicken body, and there was a red "Xuan" character painted on the inside of the wrapping cloth.

who did it?

Shen Wenxuan's brows turned cold, and he already had a guess in his heart.

When Jiao Shihan saw the dead chicken, his face turned pale, and his body fell limply on the ground. The blood in his whole body was cold and frozen, and the memories in his brain surged up uncontrollably, filling his vision.

"Ominous thing!" The woman with a delicate face looked at him with cold eyes again, her lazy voice mixed with disgust, "You shouldn't have been born in this world."

The sorceress in strange clothes circled around him, and the sound of bells rang in the empty room.

"Undress."

It was so cold, and the blood on his body was getting thicker and heavier, and no matter how hard he breathed, he couldn't escape the suffocating smell of blood.

The man didn't care at all, and still lazily ordered the servant to pour another pot of blood on him.

"Do you think you are suffering? It's not because you are full of bad luck and disgusting."

"Ajiao? What's the matter?" Shen Wenxuan called him softly, anxious in his heart, "Don't cry, it's okay."

He had mud on his hands, wiped it off his clothes, hugged him vaguely, blocking his sight: "Shh, it's okay, it's okay, Ajiao is not afraid."

Jiao Shihan struggled to regain consciousness from the red and black vision on the screen, and stared at Shen Wenxuan blankly, not knowing for a moment whether he was real or just his imagination.

Shen Wenxuan looked at his hollow appearance, and his forehead was pressed against his, and his heart was also empty.

"It's okay, I won't leave you, so don't be afraid."

Even if there are gods and ghosts in this world, if you want to drag him into the Nine Hells, he will come back even if you kill gods and ghosts.

Jiao Shihan stared at him for a while, then suddenly grabbed his collar tightly, as if grabbing the last straw, with such strength that it cut his neck.

"Okay, if you go back on your word, I'll show you to death."

Shen Wenxuan didn't care about the pain, slowly picked him up, and entered the room, his tone was as gentle as comforting a child: "It is impossible to regret it, and I will never regret it in my life."

Jiao Shihan's tense body relaxed a little bit, feeling extremely tired, as if she had just been fished out of the water, her whole body was covered in sweat.

As soon as she was carried into bed by Shen Wenxuan, she closed her eyes exhausted, grabbed Shen Wenxuan's clothes and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Wenxuan looked at him for a while, then gradually peeled off that gentle outer skin, revealing the dark inside.

He took off the coat held by Ajiao, closed the windows of the house tightly, walked out of the house, and locked the door behind his back.

Shen Wenxuan repacked those messy and gloomy things intact, buried them in the original place, and covered them with fallen leaves, absolutely no one could see that this place had been moved.

Then he got up and went to the kitchen to wash off the bloody mud on his hands, even the two paws that the dog had scratched.

He was restoring things as they were, with an expressionless face throughout, but it made people feel that something was wrong with him.

After packing up, he took the money to Zhang's house, and locked the door when he went out.

"Aunt Zhang," Shen Wenxuan asked through the fence with a smile on his face but no smile in his eyes, "Is Tieniu at home?"

When Aunt Zhang saw that it was Shen Wenxuan, she hurried to open the door: "Hey, I haven't seen you for several days."

"I've been busy recently." Shen Wenxuan replied.

"Busy taking care of that little Shuang'er?" Aunt Zhang gave him a teasing look.

Shen Wenxuan was silent.

"Oh, you're looking for Iron Bull, right? He's in the field, I'll call him for you."

"Auntie," Shen Wenxuan stopped her, "Ajiao is a little uncomfortable, and I can't go to the county seat, can I ask Tieniu to go for me and call Dr. Zhao?"

"It's two taels of silver. Let him tell Dr. Zhao to bring some realgar over here, and the rest will be used as traveling expenses, please Auntie."

After Shen Wenxuan finished speaking, he handed the money to Aunt Zhang and left. Aunt Zhang wanted to chat with him but it was too late, so she turned around and closed the courtyard door, and led the ox cart to the field to find the iron ox.

Thanks to Qu Yuanli, her land has been plowed long ago, and she is planting seeds right now, within a day and a half.

Shen Wenxuan walked quickly, and when he got home, he opened the lock again, entered the room, took a look at Jiao Shihan, and opened the window slightly.

Jiao Shihan was in a deep sleep, and Shen Wenxuan looked at him for a long time when he bent down to take the coat from his hand, and brushed his forehead hair lightly with his fingers.

The baby fat on his cheeks hasn't faded yet, it's really small.

Shen Wenxuan thought about it, pulled his finger away, and went out.

Wenxuan went into the kitchen and threw the blood-stained clothes into the fire. Shen Wenxuan took the tools and went to the toilet. What Wenxuan wanted at this time remained.

There were a lot of shell-like ground frost on the walls and corners. Shen Wenxuan scraped them all off with a shovel, added water to filter once, and then boiled the remaining filtrate on the stove.

Shen Wenxuan found all the oils in the house and mixed them together. The oils were equivalent to charcoal, and the white crystals that gradually precipitated from the filtrate in the pot were the saltpeter that Shen Wenxuan wanted, and realgar could replace sulfur.

He doesn't know if there is any drug in Daqing, but he hasn't bought any explosives, so even if he checks, he can't be found.

"Brother Shen, Doctor Zhao is here."

Zhang Tieniu's voice sounded outside, Shen Wenxuan tidied up the things on the table and went outside, Doctor Zhao got off the bullock cart with his little grandson in his arms.

"Oh, it's really tiring to ride a car once. Your ox cart is too fast here. My old body is about to fall off."

Zhang Tieniu scratched his head embarrassingly: "I was thinking about Brother Shen, I was in a hurry, so I hurried a little bit, please bear with me."

Dr. Zhao glared at him, and when Shen Wenxuan came out, he asked, "Where's Ah Jiao? What's wrong with him?"

"In the house."

Dr. Zhao rushed in with the medicine box on his back, and Ping'er followed behind him.

Shen Wenxuan thanked Zhang Tieniu, and entered the house after he left.

Dr. Zhao sat by the bed and turned around to look at Shen Wenxuan with strange eyes: "You... did you do something to him?"

Shen Wenxuan narrowed his eyes: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Dr. Zhao gave him a sip: "You beast!"

Shen Wenxuan: "..."

Can this damn old man stop making up his mind?

Dr. Zhao took Ajiao's pulse quietly for a while, raised his eyebrows, stroked his beard and said, "The pulse condition is vain, restless, and it's a sign of being frightened... Oh, you, I've already told you , why are you still in such a hurry? Looks like it scares people."

Shen Wenxuan: "..."

With veins throbbing on his forehead, Shen Wenxuan held back the anger in his heart and asked, "How is his body?"

"It's okay, fat."

Shen Wenxuan: "...That's good."

Dr. Zhao gave him a few needles, went to the table and began to write the prescription, took a moment to look at the house: "Your house is quite chic."

"By the way, what do you want realgar for?"

Shen Wenxuan: "Deworming."

Although the weather is already cold, there are still some mosquitoes. Dr. Zhao didn't think too much about it, and just reminded: "Don't use too much, it will be harmful to your body."

Shen Wenxuan gave him the ginseng he received a few days ago: "You can write down how to use this."

Taking realgar from his medicine box, Shen Wenxuan turned and went into the kitchen.

Dr. Zhao opened the box and was shocked: "Oh! There are such things in this poor country!"

There were still a few bamboos left from the last cut. Shen Wenxuan cut them into bamboo joints, weighed the three things one by one, filled them in proportion, buried the lead wires, sealed them, and placed them away from open flames.

It took half an hour to finally get five of them.

Dr. Zhao wandered around the yard for a long time, very satisfied, he rushed to the kitchen door and shouted, "Shen Wenxuan."

Shen Wenxuan walked out carrying the five bamboo joints: "What's the matter?"

Dr. Zhao pointed to the top and hinted: "It's getting late, it's getting late."

"You have to eat and cook yourself."

"It's not just about eating." Dr. Zhao blinked at him twice. "The issue of accommodation...should we also arrange it?"

Shen Wenxuan narrowed his eyes: "I wonder if it's not dark yet? It's noon."

"It's the end of the day, won't it be dark when I go back now?" Dr. Zhao smiled. He hadn't lived in the village for many years, and he really missed it. Before Shen Wenxuan could answer, he turned to Ping'er and asked :

"What would Ping'er want to eat? Use anything from your Uncle Shen's house. Grandpa will cook it himself next time."

Ping'er was having fun with Gou Sheng, when he heard this, he raised his head, looked at the bamboo chickens in the chicken garden, and swallowed.

Dr. Zhao rolled up his sleeves: "OK!"

Shen Wenxuan's expression was strange: "Are you sure you want to live here?"

Dr. Zhao raised an eyebrow: "Ang."

His medical clinic is really too deserted, and it will be the same whether he goes back or not, so he won't go back, and experience the simple and simple folk customs.

Shen Wenxuan smiled: "Okay, don't regret it."

After speaking, he yelled at Gousheng, walked to the door and turned around:

"Oh, by the way, I also made the meal for me and Ajiao. If it doesn't taste good, I won't pay you for the medicine this time."

Dr. Zhao watched him go out, was silent for a while, then turned to look at Ping'er: "He won't pay for the medicine if he says it doesn't taste good, so Ping'er do it for you."

Ping'er: "...Why didn't you get lazy?!"

Shen Wenxuan was standing at a side road not far from his house, and the old Shen's family had to take this road to come.

I haven't seen anyone from the old Shen's family during the day, but it's impossible for them not to check the condition of those dark things, so it's night.

Just right.

Shen Wenxuan patted Gousheng's head, and smiled dangerously: "You've smelled that pile of things, right? Now tell me, is there any smell on this road?"

Gou Sheng pressed his nose to the ground, sniffed around the intersection, then raised his head and called out to Shen Wenxuan.

The corners of Shen Wenxuan's mouth were raised in joy, and his eyes were dark, like a bottomless gloomy hell: "God left, look around, and call when someone comes."

The author has something to say: I've been busy recently, I will update when I can (*/?＼*)

Here, let me tell you about the content of explosives. I checked Baidu to know.

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