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Chapter 147 Xiaoming Zhengmao, Didn't You Really Come Through It! ?

The sun was shining at noon, but the temperature was a little lower, and the wind blowing through the air seemed to have a faint smell of blood mixed with mud. The meat rubbed with salt at the entrance of Gaoming Cave was hung in the innermost side of the shed for a cool breeze. The weather is hot and it is too late to make bacon, so it is simply smeared with salt and then hung to blow the air to make bacon.

In the morning, Xiaohe cleaned up the beef and simply stewed it. By noon, the meat was rotten and the soup was thick. As for the fact that Ah Gun wants to join the tribe, there is no rush. We will talk about it after the wound has been dealt with.

Big chunks of rotten beef with a big bowl of thick soup for each person. Everyone is hungry. After a while, the whole two big iron pots will be eaten clean. Gao Ming is a little full. After eating Feeling dizzy and sleepy, Bujialinzi took over to wash the pots and bowls, and told everyone to go to bed first. He took A stick to go down the mountain to discuss with Zhengmao.

Wen Xiaobao helped Ah Gun clean the wound with salt water and wrapped it with gauze. Ah Gun looked grateful. This man not only saved his mother but also showed him the wound. He felt grateful in his heart. The eyes are also particularly tender and excited.

Gao Ming yawned and asked everyone to go to sleep after locking the door.

It was past four in the afternoon when Bujia came back with A stick. Gao Ming opened the door. Although he only slept for more than three hours, he slept soundly and energetically. The leaves are used as tea. Zheng Mao also followed, but his expression was very bad. No one could be happy after the death of the two brothers.

"Originally, I wanted Ah Gun and others to live in the small cave at the bottom of the mountain, but there were wounded people in the small cave, and Ah Gun's mother wanted acupuncture again. Ah Gun and his mother lived here first, and waited for a while for the small cave at the foot of the mountain to recover. Move down." Zheng Mao said.

Gao Ming didn't care, but remembering that he originally came up to carry the iron fence, he fell asleep after eating, and said immediately: "The iron fence is ready, I will go down to install it later, and in the past few days I will reinstall it for every cave down the mountain." Add a layer of iron fence, and it will be easier to defend in the future."

Zhengmao nodded, this time he suffered a loss without the iron fence, "Gao Ming wants you to pay more attention this time."

As soon as the bedroom door opened, Wen Xiaobao came from the bedroom wearing shorts. Ah Gun, who had been sitting silently by the side, suddenly stood up, looked at Wen Xiaobao nervously, with a row of teeth showing gratitude on his face, and said, "Xiaobao, sit down!" Here!"

Zhengmao glanced sideways at the courteous Ah Gun, his bad mood was fueled even more, his face was black and he didn't say a word, and he didn't look at Wen Xiaobao. Wen Xiaobao didn't know what Zhengmao was thinking, but because Zhengmao felt uncomfortable after he died, he softened his face and said softly: "You look bad, let me show you."

What are you looking at? Zhengmao looked sideways.

"Arm." Taking advantage of the situation, he sat next to Zhengmao. Wen Xiaobao stretched out his hand and lightly touched Zhengmao's pulse.

Seeing this, Ah Gun sat back to his original spot, staring curiously at Wen Xiaobao's hand that was checking Zheng Mao's pulse, could he tell what's wrong with his body just by touching it like this? Xiao Bao is amazing!

Seeing that A Gun has been staring at Xiao Bao's hand, Zhengmao naturally turned his body sideways, just blocking A Gun's sight.

"What's wrong?" Wen Xiaobao asked puzzled.