Chapter 10392

, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! Although Aunt Zhao also felt that what her aunt said made sense, how could she be so stubborn to admit that she was wrong?

So, Aunt Zhao snorted arrogantly: "Hmph, you can do whatever you want! I don't care about it, Xiu'e, let's go!"

After saying that, Aunt Zhao took her little girl away.

The aunt looked at Su Luo as if she was looking at a piece of Tang monk's meat. She stared at Su Luo, and she really said to Zhao Dalang: "Da Lang, why don't you serve the meal soon?!"

"Hey--"

Zhao Dalang already had a good impression of Su Luo. Seeing that she was paralyzed on the bed, she could win a decisive victory in a verbal battle, and now he liked her even more.

When Su Luo saw the food that Zhao Dalang brought, she felt like crying.

The porridge was as black as ink.

This black-faced bun is even more sour.

Seeing that Zhao Dalang was getting more and more upset, Su Luo waved him away.

After the outsiders were driven away by Su Luo, only Zhao Erya's family was left in this house.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Zhao Erya took a sip of the black porridge, almost drooling.

Because on the black porridge, there is a piece of lard residue that has been fried countless times and turned black.

Su Luo: ""

"There is meat, wow, sister Yun, you are so powerful, not only did you drive Dr. Lu away, but grandma even shared the meat with you! Wow——"

Su Luo: ""

This thing, she really wants to vomit when she smells it.

Su Luo pushed the bowl and chopsticks forward: "You guys eat."

But she is really hungry. Now she doesn't have any cultivation, just like the most ordinary mortal, the ability to resist hunger is very weak.

But can this thing be swallowed?

"No, no, no!" Zhao Erya hurriedly declined: "Sister Yun, you haven't eaten for a long time, you must be starving, so you can eat something later to fill your stomach, and tomorrow, we will go to the mountain to dig sweet potatoes. , but at least it can manage to fill up."

on the mountain

The mountains are equal to game!

Su Luo's eyes flashed a gleam of light instantly!

but

Su Luo looked at Zhao Xiaowu with short legs, Zhao Erya with slender arms and legs, and then at Zhao Daya who was skinny and bony. She sighed a long time.

The current plan is to heal her leg as soon as possible.

What Su Luo didn't know was that after that Doctor Lu went back, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. A malicious look appeared in his eyes. Immediately, he stood up and hurried to the town in the dark night.

Even if someone bumped into Dr. Lu on the road, no one knew what he was doing in the town.

There are only two rooms in the second room of the Zhao family, one for Zhao Erlin and one for Mrs. Li, while the children sleep in the Datong bunk in the other.

Under Su Luo's guidance, Zhao Erya had boiled the blood spirit grass from three bowls of water into one bowl, and finally boiled it into a thick liquid.

Su Luo asked Zhao Erya to find flour.

This small handful of flour was really hard to find, and Aunt Zhao almost scolded her so badly, but fortunately, the flour was found.

Su Luo mixed the flour into the decoction, and melted the liquid decoction into a paste.

Zhao Erya held a small broken porcelain bowl in her hand, while taking bamboo slices, scooped out the ointment and applied it to Su Luo's injured leg.

Aunt Zhao outside was cursing and swearing, she turned her face and refused to recognize anyone because of this small handful of flour.

Su Luo saw that Zhao Daya and Zhao Xiaowu were a little scared, but Zhao Erya acted like nothing had happened, leisurely and humming a little song.

"Aren't you afraid of your grandma?" Su Luo glanced at Zhao Erya.

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