Chapter 169: The Wicked Have Their Own Harvest (1)
The second grandfather's words are full of mockery skills.
Uncle Feng instantly choked and didn't dare to speak anymore, and together with Feng Sanye, he focused on treating the wound on Feng Mingyue's face.
Nan Chengyu's expression almost didn't stop.
Obviously, the second grandfather actually remembered the last time the old lady fainted and escaped the liquidation of the ancestral hall.
Nan Chengyu didn't expect his little friend to be so powerful, and he didn't expect his second grandfather to be so ......
Strong!
He backhanded the passbook that had been taken out and put it back into the space.
He also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to directly spread out the matter of deliberately beating Feng Mingyue, and with a little more means, he completely broke off the relationship with the third room of the old Feng family.
But apparently......
The second grandfather and Feng Ming'an brothers didn't give him a chance to speak.
Obviously, he is the party.
However—
In the end, he even gave him a chance to speak, and settled the matter for him.
Nan Chengyu called a few brothers to help move out of the stool very brightly, and asked a few old men to sit down first.
Then he continued to step aside to reduce his presence.
The approximate characterization of this matter has come out, and how to deal with it has not yet been said, and besides, we have to wait until the wound on Feng Mingyue's body is treated!
Nan Chengyu was bored, but he was a little curious about how hard Feng Mingyue threw himself.
However—
At such a glance, the moment he saw the wound that Feng Mingyue had been cleaned up.
Nan Chengyu only felt that his scalp was numb, and the goosebumps on his body couldn't help but rise layer after layer, and the chills in his heart came one after another.
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Feng Mingyue really fell down, and her forehead didn't know if it rubbed against the corner of the bluestone, and the injury should be very serious.
After all, the blood on her forehead was really raging, and even if she covered it with her hands at that time, the blood continued to flow down her fingers.
It was still Ming An who put the bottom of the pot on the dust, and gradually stopped the bleeding.
As for the blood and the ashes of the grass and trees at the bottom of the pot, how ......
It's a mess!
People don't care much about this.
Farmhouse!
It works better than anything else.
Grass ash is an earthwork that can stop bleeding, and anyone in the countryside who has a little common sense knows that no one thinks there is anything wrong with this.
As for Nan Chengyu, he vaguely knew that using plant ash would actually leave scars, but he didn't say it so kindly!
And yet—
At this time, Uncle Feng and Third Master Feng had already cleaned the ashes on Feng Mingyue's forehead and prepared to take medicine.
However, the moment I saw the condition of her wounds.
Uncle Feng's frightened body subconsciously retreated, and even Third Master Feng was stunned.
The next moment-
It was Feng Sanye who reacted first and hugged the person directly.
"I remembered that there was still a little bit of medicine, so I went back directly with Mingyue Nier, if you have anything, we will discuss it later."
Uncle Feng suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously rubbed the goosebumps on his body.
Then, he hurriedly chased him out.
Only the multitudes were left looking at each other.
Nan Chengyu, the only one who saw the truth, ...... in his heart
The turbulent waves can't stop surging.
The blood on Feng Mingyue's forehead was no longer flowing.
But that's not the most important thing!
The most terrifying thing is that Feng Mingyue's forehead has grown new meat, and growing new meat so quickly is not the most important thing.
The most numbing thing is that Feng Mingyue's new flesh is stuck with dense black spots, which should be grass and wood ash......
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