"Shh..." Hong Wangyue climbed out of the shack, looked at Cui Ming with his big eyes and put his index finger to his lips and said, "Mother is sleeping, please keep your voice down."

"Young Master, the fish cakes are ready." Cui Ming bent down and looked at him levelly.

"My mother said before she went to bed that no one should disturb her. She will wake up naturally when she is full." Hong Wangyue looked at her with his big watery eyes and said.

"Aren't you going to eat the fish cakes too?" Cui Ming asked in a low voice.

"I won't eat anymore." Hong Wangyue shook his head slightly and said.

"What about you! Let's go have a meal." Cui Ming stretched out his hand and said.

"No, I have to wait for my mother. I'm not hungry yet." Hong Wangyue looked at her with clear eyes like black grapes.

"You really don't want to go?" Cui Ming looked at him without blinking and said.

"If I don't go, I have to guard my mother." Hong Wangyue looked at her resolutely and said.

"Okay then! When Mrs. Hong wakes up, you two can come together." Cui Ming had no choice but to give up! "I'm leaving." After saying this, Fu turned around and left.

Hong Wangyue got back into the shack and sat cross-legged next to Hong Lianshuo.

Chen Zhongyuan looked at the empty space behind Cui Ming who had left and returned, "Where is the person?"

"Ms. Hong is still sleeping, don't let anyone disturb her," Cui Ming said, sitting cross-legged on the straw mat and looking at him.

"Ms. Hong is so tired that she has never had a good night's sleep." Chen Zhongyuan looked at her with understanding and said, "Let her sleep a little longer." He turned over the fish cake and said, "Isn't this young master hungry?

?Why don’t you come?”

"We have to wait until Mrs. Hong wakes up." Cui Ming said with soft eyes.

"Oh my! I feel sorry for Mrs. Hong." Si Xi said with a smile.

"Don't worry, let Madam Hong rest for a while. When she wakes up, you can bake fish cakes again." Jiang Shuisheng looked at them with calm eyes and said.

"Then don't wait, let's eat first." Chen Zhongyuan decided.

After eating the fish cake, the sun has not yet set, so we continue training and practice swinging the knife with the knife.

&*&

It was completely dark, and Hong Lianshuo slowly woke up, stretched out, and had a very comfortable sleep.

Hong Lianshuo opened his eyes and saw Hong Wangyue sitting next to him through the faint light of the bonfire and said, "You have been sitting there."

"Well! Are you still tired, mother?" Hong Wangyue asked, grabbing her hand that she had put down.

"I'm not tired anymore." Hong Lianshuo sat up and pulled his son out of the shack. He raised his eyes and looked at the stars through the dense leaves and said, "It's so late." He looked down at his son and said, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry." Hong Wangyue said honestly and obediently.

"Let's go! Let's find some food." Hong Lianshuo looked at him with a gentle smile and said with bright eyes.

"Ms. Hong is awake." Si Xi looked at Hong Lianshuo walking over from a distance and said.

"Sorry, I got up a little late." Hong Lianshuo looked at him with beautiful eyes and said apologetically.

"It should, it should! Mrs. Hong is too tired these days." Sixi smiled sillyly, "You sit by the campfire, and we will catch fish for you!"

"I can do it myself." Hong Lianshuo said immediately after hearing this.

"How can I let you do it yourself? Let us do these little things. Besides, after practicing these days, we are better at peeling fish." Sixi chuckled and said, "Sit down and have a rest!"

"Okay then!" Hong Lianshuo pulled his son to sit on the straw mat and turned to look at Jiang Shuisheng, who was wielding a knife. "Hey! Jiang Shuisheng, are your hands healed? You actually dare to swing a knife."

"The injury to my left arm does not affect my ability to wield the knife." Jiang Shuisheng raised his knife and said with a smile.

"Come here, let me see your injury." Hong Lianshuo waved to him.

Jiang Shuisheng strode over with a knife in hand, squatted in front of Hong Lianshuo, stretched out his left hand and said, "Look, I look pretty good, no ulcers, no suppuration, not even redness. Just

The wound is itchy and I just want to scratch it."

"Don't scratch it, otherwise it will break!" Hong Lianshuo held his arm and observed carefully, "The healing situation is very good."

"I couldn't bear it, I didn't dare to scratch it." Jiang Shuisheng said with a silly smile.

"I think it's healing well. Let me remove the stitches for you!" Hong Lianshuo looked at him with gentle eyes and said.

As soon as he said these words, the smile on Jiang Shuisheng's face disappeared completely, and his body tensed up. The muscles on his arms were even and beautiful, and very explosive.

"Sit down, sit down, don't be so nervous." Hong Lianshuo raised his head and waved downward.

"Hey!" Hearing this, Jiang Shuisheng pulled out a straw mat and sat cross-legged on it.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt." Hong Lianshuo looked at the nervous him funny and said, "Relax."

"I'll relax," Jiang Shuisheng muttered to convince himself.

Hong Lianshuo drew out the scimitar he wore at his waist, and approached Jiang Shuisheng with the sharp tip shining coldly.

Jiang Shuisheng closed his eyes subconsciously, his outstretched arms still trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Hong Lianshuo sped up. Before Jiang Shuisheng could fully let go of his voice and moaned, he quickly removed the threads and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt that much." Jiang Shuisheng opened his eyes and looked at what looked like a big caterpillar lying on his arm. He took a closer look and said, "There are really no threads."

"I told you it won't hurt anymore." Hong Lianshuo said with a smile on his face as he looked at the fuss.

"Don't you know? Next time, next time I will definitely not be afraid." Jiang Shuisheng looked at his arms, then looked at Hong Lianshuo and said stupidly.

"I don't want you to get hurt next time?" Hong Lianshuo looked at him angrily and said.

"Uh..." Jiang Shuisheng was stunned for a moment, and then said cleverly, "I told them it doesn't hurt, so don't be afraid!"

"Haha..." Hong Lianshuo looked at him with bright eyes and said with a smile, "Okay, the wound has not healed completely, so don't touch it with water or use force, otherwise it will burst. Continue to paste the wound with dandelions."

"Yes!" Jiang Shuisheng stood up and bowed, cupping his hands and saying, "Thank you, Mrs. Hong."

"Okay, let's go see them. Who needs to take out the stitches? Ask them to come over." Hong Lianshuo looked at him with eyes like glass beads and said.

"Hey! I'm going now." Jiang Shuisheng turned around and left happily.

The stitches that could be removed were removed, but some of the wounds did not grow well. Hong Lianshuo scolded them from head to toe, and they carefully nursed them back.

After eating the grilled fish cakes, Han Qinhu came over and sat on the straw mat, spinning a straw fan in his hand.

Hong Lianshuo looked curiously at the fan in his hand without blinking.

Han Qinhu followed her line of sight and looked over and said, "This is called instant noodles, bamboo fan." He smiled and said, "Under the shade of a tree, it's for slapping mosquitoes."

"Oh!" Hong Lianshuo looked at him with beady eyes and smiled when he heard this, "So delicate." Especially a big man holding a small fan.

"Uh..." Han Qinhu looked at the fan in his hand, wondering how to answer this question.
Chapter completed!