Chapter 82 Powerless

"I think so too." The other person stepped forward and kicked Fatty's leg and said fiercely, "You people should be thankful that she was merciful, or else with the precision and strength of her stone throwing, you will want your lives. , just throw it directly on your forehead!"

Fatty wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart, how could he vent his anger with his feet again, but he didn't dare to complain, so he could only endure the pain and shrank his neck and said, "Yes, yes, sir, you don't think we succeeded, and I still suffer. If you're injured, can you open one eye, close one eye, and give us a way out?"

   After saying that, he took out a purse from his arms and handed it over flatteringly.

   One person took it and opened it, looked at it, and sneered: "Do you want to exchange the freedom of three people for dozens of coins? Do your Spring and Autumn Dream, and keep it in the prison to make good atonement!"

   After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and gave each of them a hand knife, and when they fainted, they tied them and threw them into an ox cart before heading to the city.

   Murongzhe was always on guard at the entrance of the village because his daughter had not returned after noon.

   It wasn't until the moment when he saw his daughter's figure that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   He was planning to wait for another stick of incense, and if his daughter didn't come back, he would go to the city to find someone in person.

  Murong Lingran promised her father that she would come back at noon when she left home in the early morning. She was worried that her father would blame her for not keeping the promise and would not let her go out in the future. When she returned to the bamboo house, she briefly explained what happened to the Ruyi Embroidery Village.

   Naturally, Dad was worried that the three **** were concealed by her.

   "That's it, that's why it took a lot of time."

   Murong Zhe felt distressed when he heard the words, he blamed him for being useless to let his wife suffer such humiliation.

   "Then how is your aunt now?"

   "Don't worry, Daddy, Auntie is all right now. She is actually stronger than we thought."

   Murong Zhe looked at his hands and sighed: "It's hard for you, this time thanks to you."

   "Aran, it's been **** the road, take a rest, the third brother will cook." Murong Kuan said suddenly.

Murong Ling was stunned for a moment, it was still three quarters before the time of Shen Shi, father and brother were still waiting for her hungry, and sighed: "Father, third brother, you don't have to wait for me in the future, I'll buy something to eat when I'm hungry. of."

   "This is the first time you go to the city alone, how can we possibly eat by ourselves with peace of mind?"

   Murong Ling was helpless, knowing that they cared about her, so he could only say: "I'll do it."

   After he finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and kicked the third brother out of the kitchen.

  It was getting late. Knowing that they must be very hungry, Murong Lingran simply fried a vegetarian dish and a meat dish, and took out a few meat buns bought at noon as the main food, and the lunch was ready.

   Not long after washing the tableware and chopsticks, Murong Lingran hurriedly started to make tea after seeing the workers coming back one after another.

   The weather is hot now, and Dad was afraid that they would suffer from heat stroke, so he asked her to make them his homemade herbal tea every day to relieve the heat.

  After making the tea, Murong Lingran said a few words to the third brother, washed his face and lay on the bed.

   Thinking of Dad's lonely expression just now, Murong Lingran's consciousness entered the space and asked directly, "Shen Jun, do you think my Dad's hand can be fully recovered?"

  Shenjun Changqi, who was eating cherries, frowned, "I'm afraid the average person can't do anything."

normal person?

   Murong Lingran was instantly overjoyed, "You mean you have a solution?"