Wu Chuan smiled and applied herbs to Dong Qingqiu while holding dry food in his hand.
After applying the herbal medicine, Dong Qingqiu got dressed and gave Wu Peng a meaningful look.
"Thank you, Uncle Wu."
Wu Chuan casually wiped it on the animal skin clothes a few times, looking like he didn't have to worry about it.
"Whatever you say, just stay here to recuperate. Don't worry about anything else."
Just when Dong Qingqiu was about to say a few polite words, Yang Cai's miserable and desperate cries came from the east room.
"Ah~!"
"Don't touch me, stay away from me!"
"Don't touch me, get out of here, ah!"
The screams stopped suddenly. Wu Chuan's heart tightened. He felt like he was about to go out. He didn't care about Dong Qingqiu beside him and kicked the door open. Wu Ju was lying on Yang Cai's body, gnawing on Yang Cai's peach-like lips. It's blood, but I can't tell whose it belongs to.
Wu Chuan pulled up the stunned Wu Ju. His mouth was covered with blood and he seemed to be chewing something.
Wu Ju scratched his head and said to his father embarrassedly: "Hey hey hey! Daddy, kiss on the mouth, kiss on the mouth. Daddy."
When Wu Chuan saw that his son was fine, he turned back and glanced at Dong Qingqiu, who was sitting motionless by the fire, staring at the flames. Then he looked at Dong Qingqiu, who was curled up in a ball on the bed. He was shivering and demented. His upper and lower lips had fallen off and were only connected with a little flesh. There was also half a chip missing.
When Wu Chuan stretched out his hand to touch, Yang Nai screamed in panic: "Ah! Ah! Ah! Don't touch me, don't touch me!"
Hina's whole body was shaking violently, and she looked at the three people in front of her and screamed, as if they were going crazy.
An ugly man and a beautiful woman's mouth touched each other, and the beautiful woman went crazy.
"You two hold down his hands and feet." Wu Chuan shouted outside again: "Brother Zhou, please come in and help!"
Dong Qingqiu stood beside Wu Chuan and did not look at Yangcai who was treated like an animal on the bed by the two brothers, but he still saw her fallen lips.
"Uncle Wu, what's going on?"
Wu Chuan rummaged anxiously for something in the wooden box and held a curved needle that looked like a fish bone in his hand.
"Hold her head down and don't let her move."
The three of them held down Hina's struggling body, and Wu Chuan sewed the fallen lips back together alive.
Dong Qingqiu's nails dug deeply into his forehead. Although everything he saw was gray, he still swallowed saliva unconsciously when he saw this scene.
A hemp rope many times thicker than a hair went back and forth between the skin and flesh.
Wu Chuan's eyes were extremely calm. He pushed the curved needle into the flesh unsteadily with his hand, and then pressed the thin linen rope, which was stained with light blood.
The hemp rope buzzed in the flesh, and the last stitch was finished. Hina's originally fallen lips were sewn together, and a corner of her upper lip was missing.
Hina's hands and feet were tied up with a hemp rope thicker than her thumb, tied to a straight wooden board like a skewer of fish, tightly wrapped around her body and unable to move, with a piece of black cloth stuffed in her mouth.
Seeing that there was no big problem, Dong Qingqiu let go of his hand. Only the two brothers Wu Ju and Wu Peng held on tightly and did not let go. Wu Chuan on the side asked him to let go, and then he let go obediently.
"Haha! Uncle Wu is really talented and bold. I feel hairy all over my body. But Uncle Wu can still be as calm as water. He is really not an ordinary person. I admire him deeply."
Dong Qingqiu complimented Wu Chuan, who looked unkind, but was ignored. It seemed that he was talking about the Wu Ju brothers, but in fact he was taking the opportunity to beat himself up.
"How old are you two? You're still holding on even though you're fine. Look at Brother Zhou, you know better. There are no rules in this family, why are you listening to me?"
"I got it, Dad."
"Brother Zhou is making a joke."
Wu Chuan patted Dong Qingqiu's back apologetically and asked Wu Ju to fetch the wine he had collected. He also asked Wu Peng to stay in the room and supervise Yang Cai.
Regarding this decision, Wu Peng did not listen to Wu Chuan for the first time and wanted to go outside. Wu Chuan was reluctant to beat his son, and the two were in a stalemate.
"Brother Wu Peng, just listen to your father. I can help you build a snowman tomorrow."
Wu Peng reluctantly sat down on the bed and slapped Hina on the face who was tied to the board.
Wu Chuan had a sullen face and ignored his son. He left Dong Qingqiu and sat by the fire. He took the wine Wu Ju had brought and drank alone.
Dong Qingqiu smiled as if he was looking at Wu Peng, but in fact, he was already filled with rage.
"Damn Wu Chuan, you've been irritating me over and over again. Do you really think I'm made of mud? There's nothing you can do about it? I originally wanted you to live for a few more months, but now I've changed my mind. You've brought this all on yourself. of."
Dong Qingqiu's expression changed slightly, and he tried to break the dead silence with laughter, but Wu Chuan refused to give him any face, and still had a gloomy black face.
"Uncle Wu, don't be angry. Brother Wu Peng, don't you want to stay with you for a while longer? It's not like me. I don't have a chance to stay with my parents."
Wu Chuan had some reactions, but still ignored Dong Qingqiu. After taking a big sip of wine, he handed the wine in his hand to Dong Qingqiu, watched him drink it, and then said angrily:
"Brother Zhou, I'm a straightforward person, so don't think too much about it. I'm that boy's father. He actually dared not listen to me and was solved by you in just a few words. How does it feel for that father? If it weren't for the fact that you gave me gifts to my house. For the sake of having a daughter-in-law, I have kicked you out a long time ago. Although I, Wu Chuan, do not have any great principles, I still know how to repay kindness."
Dong Qingqiu smiled, biting his teeth together, took a deep breath, put the wine bag full of Wu Chuan's saliva into his mouth, took a sip, and pretended to sigh.
"I can understand it. It's like my mother used to compare me with other people's children when she was a child, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. But my father just sat aside and refused to advise my mother. She would only laugh and laugh silly. She was so angry that she said that I and I Dad's upper beam is crooked and his lower beam is crooked. Uncle Wu, you just think that my mother is like my father. She seems to be incompatible with each other, but in fact she truly loves her child."
This made Wu Chuan so happy that he burst into laughter.
When Wu Ju heard his mother, his face turned pale as if someone had taken away his soul.
"I like to hear this. I will forgive you this time."
Wu Chuan took the wine bag, drank a few gulps, and chatted with Dong Qingqiu for a long time. He enjoyed touching his son's round head with his hands.
Wu Chuan seemed to be really drunk. He pulled his son's ears and smelled of alcohol when he opened his mouth.
"You brat, do you really think I'm looking for a wife for you? That's the mother I found for you two. You silly boy, your mouth has been bitten off by me, how can I kiss you? Hehe! Your mother is an ugly monster, but this is not the case. Maybe she's still a baby. If you want to play, you can wait until I finish playing."
In front of him, Wu Chuan was alone and drunk, speaking uncontrollably and losing his temper. This reminded Dong Qingqiu of a word.
Being old and disrespectful.
Wu Chuan drank the last sip of wine, pushed his tearful son away, stumbled to his feet, and drove his unhappy son out of the room.
"Bang!" A sound of wood colliding shook the dust off the roof.
Dong Qingqiu felt that now was a good opportunity. He looked at the knife hanging on the wall. Just as he was about to stand up, he was stared at by two stupid-looking guys. He was half stupid but not really stupid, so he had to give up.
Yangcai's heartbreaking screams came from the east room, but Dong Qingqiu turned a deaf ear.
Wu Ju held his chin with both hands and looked at Dong Qingqiu intently.
Wu Ju was also restless and looked towards the east room from time to time. Finally, he simply covered his ears to not listen to the painful sounds and his father's cheerful laughter coming from inside.
