Chapter 14: Give you a bowl of salt water

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The king regained his gaze. In a short while, two guards rushed over: "I have seen the master, and it is late, please punished the master."
The king bowed his head, under the red rope in his hand, with a colorful silk thread wrapped around the crescent, and there were two small silver bells adorned below. The bell rang loudly and interestingly: "Lower village, check!" It is also a gut to take his dagger.
"Yes."
"Oh, Yunyao Shantou, what are you doing here?" Yang Jiazi saw Mu Yunyao's wet skirt, and could not help but wonder, this winter is not the season of playing with water.
"Grandmother's leg is seriously injured. My mother and I don't have silver money to ask the doctor. I can only go up the mountain to find some herbs and help my grandmother to treat the leg injury." Mu Yunyao lowered the eye mask, and the face took a bit of trouble. "I thought about it." The warm waters of the mountains are warm, there should be fresh herbs, and accidentally slipped into the water..."
"You are a solid girl, your grandmother is simply mourning, go, I will accompany you to see, you and your mother's small body, can not move her."
"Thank you for your Yang family."
Just arrived at the door, I heard Li’s scream.
"Sui people, poisonous women, killing thousands of knives, let you feed the aging mother, you can spill on me, useless things, how can you not burn you on the fire, it is best to burn your face The province is seduce the wild man everywhere! Cheng Er, you die early, leaving the aging mother alone by your wife and children..."
Mu Yunyao ran into the house and was seeing Li’s mother sighing out. The mother’s exposed arm was full of bruising scars. She clenched her fists and shuddered.
Yang quickly stepped forward and opened Li's hand. He looked at Su Qing and hated iron. "She won't run if she yells at you? Now she is lying on the bed, can you catch up with you?"
"Yang Dawei, I..." Su Qing had tears in his eyes.
Li’s dumb voice screamed more and more ugly:
Hey, where are the nosy dogs coming to our house to catch the mice, Su Qing and your man are good, you protect her like this? Salty radish, care, What kind of thing are you?"
Yang’s wish was to slap a slap in the past:
Do you accumulate morality, do you filthy your daughter-in-law?

"You can manage really wide, my own daughter-in-law, what do I want to do, and get your hen who is not laying eggs to call? Have the ability to be here, have the ability to lick an egg, useless Something! I am!"
Yang has been married for more than ten years and has no children. This is the pain in her heart. Now she is maliciously mentioned by Li, and her face is blue.
Mu Yunyao quickly stepped forward to pull Yang's hand: "Xunzi, grandmother, she... can't stop you, you still have to go back first."
Yang’s lips are so stunned that it will take a while to slow down:
Yunyao Shantou, you...you should not be too temperamental, although it is a chores, but there is one or two fair words in there.

Looking at Li's wounds, it has been carefully cleaned up. Yunyao went to the mountains to collect medicine in the early morning. It can be said that Li is a benevolent person, and Li, the old aunt, is so ignorant!
Mu Yunyao bites her lips, her eyes are low and painful: "He has said that the ugliness cannot be promoted, so..."
Looking at her appearance, Yang only felt distressed: "You ah... Hey, go back and change clothes, don't catch cold."
"Oh, thank you for your nephew."
When Yang’s departure, Mu Yunya’s grievances and embarrassment on the face converge cleanly. She turned her head and looked at Li’s. She suddenly showed a bright smile:
Grandma, you love this person’s fault, it’s time to change it.

Lee was trembled by her laughing heart: "You...you are this hoof, what are you going to do?"
Mu Yunyao took the water bowl from Su Qing's hand, then touched a salt from the stove and sprinkled it into it. In Li's heart-stricken eyes, she fell directly on her leg.
"Ah! Deaf, Mu Yunyao, this little monk, I want to kill you and kill you!"
Mu Yun Yao still smiles on his face: "Grandma, you have changed your swearing problem, if not, what should I do next time I accidentally pour water on you?"
"Do you dare?" Li's eyes wide open, this little monk, when did you have the courage?
"Oh," Mu Yunyao laughed, and the voice was crisp and swaying, but with a kind of indescribable feeling. "You can't see the situation until now. Now, I am a knife, you are a fish, you want to get It’s easier to die than to crush an ant."