Du Ruozheng endured the hard work, but suddenly heard a bang and the door opened from outside. Before Du Ruo could react, he was caught by the hunter who rushed in from the bathtub and threw it on the bamboo couch...

Through personal experience, Du Ruo finally deeply appreciated the true meaning of the saying that the evil of heaven can be violated and that the evil of herself cannot be survived. The consequence is that now she can only lie on the bamboo couch like a semi-disabled. With a slight movement, she feels that every piece of flesh in her body is painful, especially her legs seem to be no longer her own.

Du Ruo thought that he could do this kind of thing to his own level. This painful experience made Du Ruo understand one truth, that is, men cannot seduce, especially like the man outside who has a strong limbs and a strong man like a bull. Seduction is equivalent to committing suicide, and now she is the result of ignorance and death.

Du Ruo moved his head slightly. The only thing he could move now was her little head. The mess last night had been restored to order, and the bathtub was gone. It was probably moved outside by him. The door that he broke last night was also repaired. He didn't even know when he repaired it, and the man who had been struggling all night was nowhere to be seen.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened, the man walked in with a bowl of hot medicine, and went to the front and spoke, "Drink medicine."

Du Ruo stared at him: "Do you think I can take medicine like this?"

The man put the medicine bowl on the bamboo table next to him and reached out to help her sit up, but when he touched Du Ruo, he cried out in pain. The simple movement of sitting up took him a long time to succeed.

When Du Ruo saw the man sweating, he felt a little balanced. Seeing that the man was holding a bowl and scooping medicine with a spoon and delivering it to his mouth, Du Ruo stared at him and said unhappy: "I'm in pain or not, I'm not a disease, I can't take medicine."

Man: "It doesn't hurt after taking the medicine."

Du Ruo: "You think I am a child, but I was tortured by you all night, and even if you eat Taishang Laojun's elixir, it would not be useful."

The man was a little uncomfortable: "This medicine can relieve pain and promote blood circulation, and it is good for your body."

Although Du Ruo resisted this bowl of black medicine soup, he was a little moved by the pain relief he said. After all, his whole body seemed to run over a car, which was really uncomfortable.

After a while of slashing in my heart, I felt that it would be better not to be in trouble with my body. I reached out and took a spoon, scooped a spoon, put it in my mouth and tasted it. The unexpected thing was not very bitter, so I took the medicine bowl and poured it down.

After drinking, he handed the medicine bowl back, but the man didn't answer. His eyes fell on his chest. Du Ruo looked down and drank the medicine. The quilt on her body slid down a piece, revealing the bellyband she made for her. The mute woman had a pair of skilled hands. Not only could she plant rice seedlings and do farm work, but also had excellent needlework. Although it was blue and coarse cloth, it was wrapped in a circle of lace by the mute woman. She also embroidered a few peach blossoms with pink silk thread on her chest, reflecting Du Ruo's white skin, making her look even more charming and seductive.

Du Ruo was very sure that the man was not looking at the peach blossoms embroidered on his bellyband. Du Ruo was wary of his gaze. If this man did it again, his life would have to be explained.

Thinking of this, Xun pulled up the quilt and covered it all the way to his neck: "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

The man finally withdrew his gaze, glanced at Du Ruo, and went out with the medicine bowl.

Du Ruofang breathed a sigh of relief. Isn’t he full of food? He successfully hooked it for a long time, but he didn’t expect that this would be the result.

Du Ruo lies on the couch for two days before he feels better. Although his legs are a little soft and shaking when he gets off the bed and walks on the ground, he doesn't have to lie down anymore, and he can't lie down anymore. This man can only cook white porridge. She has been drinking for two days in a row. If she eats it again today, she will definitely vomit. Du Ruo feels that his legs are weak, in addition to the uncontrollable struggle of the man, it has a lot to do with eating white porridge three meals a day.

Although this man's skill points always surprise him, he will only be disappointed in cooking.

Du Ruo made simple roasted bamboo shoots and vegetarian fried cabbage. After eating a bowl of rice, he felt better. The man even more supported him and ate four bowls of rice, without even some vegetable soup left.

After dinner, the man carried Du Ruo to a rocking chair under the peach blossom tree, went to the house to take a thin quilt and put it on her, and then cleaned up the vegetable garden. It was June, but the mountains were not hot, especially in the morning, when the sunlight passed through the peach branches on his head and sprinkled on Du Ruo, it was clear and dark, and it was very comfortable to be lukewarm and hot.

Du Ruo took a bowl from the bamboo stool and took a sip of bamboo leaf tea. He looked at the wild tea tree in front of him. He saw that he was alive, but no new buds popped up and could not pick and make tea.

Moved from the wild tea tree to the next vegetable garden, the man was packing up the bean shelves in the vegetable garden. Last time, he dug a handful of bean seedlings from Feng Blacksmith's house and planted them in the vegetable garden. After a few days, Du Ruo found bamboo sticks and set up a row of shelves, but the shelves were not very strong, not good-looking, and twisted.

The man is binding and fixing it with wild vines. The wild vines are grown on the mountain walls and can be seen everywhere here. They are soft, strong and tough, and are the most natural rope.

It was probably because of the hot work, and the man took off his clothes outside, leaving only the white single clothes inside. He sweated a lot, and the single clothes were tightly attached to his body, like the second layer of skin, showing an extremely strong figure.

Du Ruo couldn't help but think of that night... her face turned red and she shook her head. She thought about what she did. She had just gotten down from the ground. She had forgotten the pain after she had healed her scar.

Moreover, she now has a new purpose and a new pursuit. She wants to get rid of the identities of six widows. This man is the only opportunity she has to try anyway.

Now that he has handed over his chips, will this man help him? If he can, what will he do? If not? No, he must help, there is no free lunch in the world.

However, Du Ruo will be naive and let the man help him willingly in just one time. After all, the troubles of the six families are not easy to solve. Moreover, if you ask him to help directly, one will reveal the bottom and the other will be inferior, which is really not advisable.

Du Ruo was thinking, suddenly his body was gently picked up. The man ran back at some point. Du Ruo was already hugging his neck and said in surprise: "Aren't you cleaning up the vegetable garden?"

The man: "I'll clean up later..." He hugged her and went into the room, headed straight to the couch, listening to his gradually heavy breath, he knew what to do with his foot beans.

Du Ruo was particularly obsessed with boxing for a while and felt that the feeling of thumping and punching each punch was so good that he would go to the game as long as he had the chance.

Although she likes to watch, she doesn't understand the rules very well, especially why she can compete with the same weight and weight. Today she finally understood that the scale of magnitude is very important, just like she is not on the same scale as this big and thick man, and is very different.
Chapter completed!