Douluo: You call this a toy

"Your leg can't be cured."

Yang Fan replied lightly, his body was soaked with sweat and he had no energy left.

"No, no hope at all?"

Looking at the happy faces of those old men, it was a bit hard for Yang Laizi to accept it. Before, he had dreamed of walking as fast as flying. At this moment, his motivation to live was gone.

"Of course. Let me go home and take a breather first. I'm almost exhausted."

Yang Fan left with a smile.

"What do you mean? You all heard it. Xiaofan said that there is still hope for my legs."

Cripple Yang wanted to throw away the crutch in his dream, but this wish was not far from coming true.

Just when he had just raised his hopes, several old men looked at him strangely, and Old Uncle Mai said, "I don't want to hurt you, but you still take it seriously. If a few needles can prick you, do you need to go home?" Just rest here for a while and we’ll be done.”

The others nodded.

Yang Laizi, who was in high spirits, suddenly became confused, touched his legs, and sighed.

"Xiaofan."

Yang Fan walked to the entrance of the supermarket and was stopped by Mrs. Guihua.

"The village chief is not busy anymore, there is still time to open the door."

He was exhausted and sat down on the chair.

Sister-in-law Osmanthus handed him a bottle of Red Bull and told him to rest first.

After drinking Red Bull in one sip, I felt better.

"That old guy Sun Futian didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

Since she became the village chief, he went to Nanzhou, worried that Sun Futian was secretly causing trouble.

"Not yet. I just turn on the radio every day and it's very noisy."

Because of this matter, Mrs. Guihua came to the door and told her, but Sun Futian didn't listen at all. He still went his own way. He stayed at around ten o'clock in the evening and started at six or seven in the morning.

"Just build your presence, don't pay attention to him."

"By the way, road construction needs to be put on the agenda. Just contact us and I will send you the first batch of payment."

Sister-in-law Guihua still didn't believe that Yang Fan could spend so much money to build roads. Today he took the initiative to mention it, so he must not be joking.

"Are you really rich?"

Yang Fan smiled calmly and said, "Not short of money."

"Okay, I thank you on behalf of the whole village."

……

Yang Fan was originally going home, but his feet refused to obey and he headed westward, arriving at the construction site to the west of the reed pond.

Gui Hua's sister-in-law told him that this was the leech pond that Sun Qiaoyu was building, specializing in breeding leech. The factory staff were busy in full swing. Looking around, he saw that more than a dozen ponds of various sizes had been built.

Sun Qiaoyu didn't lie. This was a real move. Raising so many at once requires skills. Does she have the skills?Is the cost of [-] enough?He asked a worker that the investment for one acre, including locust seedlings, was at least [-] yuan.

After leaving the leech base, Yang Fan pondered all the way. Breeding leech was also a way to get rich. She had no money. [-] yuan was probably not even enough for seedlings and feed. Where could she get it?

By coincidence, I met Sun Qiaoyu, riding an electric bicycle and carrying a bucket of pure water, probably for the workers.

Sun Qiaoyu glanced at him and rode directly past him without stopping. She was probably still angry that he didn't lend her the money.

Looking at his former sweetheart, Yang Fan felt pity. After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and called Mrs. Guihua.

"Sister-in-law, take some time to talk to Qiaoyu. If you are short of money, lend her some more."

"You know, do you feel sorry for me? Qiaoyu told me the truth. She is still a girl and was not given to Shanfei."

"That's all in the past, don't mention it anymore."

"Yes, you have found a beautiful girl from the city, how can you still take notice of a girl from the country? I will talk to her at the party."

……

From a distance, I saw Liu Xueru standing in front of the door, with Sun Zhihan and a few little kids. The little wolf was wagging his tail, as if he was already familiar with her.

"It's gone. It's gone."

Yang Fan shouted.

Several little guys made faces at him, laughed and ran away without a trace.

Seeing Yang Fan come back, Liu Xueru had something to say. An hour ago, she received a call from Liu Shiyuan, saying that her mother would arrive in Nanzhou the day after tomorrow, so she discussed with Yang Fan to go back tomorrow.

Moreover, there is too much backlog of Aconitum at home, and we must find a way to get rid of it. In addition, Zhou Zili is also urging them. The black Ganoderma is almost used up, and they can't wait.

Liu Xueru meant that she and Sun Zhihan would go back to explore the market first, and wait until Yang Fan finished his work and went home. Yang Fan was naturally worried. He didn't know the situation of the Chu family, and if he couldn't find him, would he attack them?

If the aconite green in the ground can be dried tomorrow, the seeds can be sown in the evening. Leave early the day after tomorrow. Only by following the two girls can I feel at ease. This time I go to Nanzhou mainly to resolve the grievances of the Chu family. If I refuse to let him go, , then, he will step on the Chu family to establish authority in Nanzhou.

When he expressed his idea, Liu Xueru agreed without hesitation. After all, safety was important. Thinking about those vicious killers, there was no reason not to listen to his arrangements.

It was agreed to set off early the day after tomorrow, and Sun Zhihan went back.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark. Yang Fan stood in the courtyard, listening to the sound of opera singing coming from a distance. He knew it was coming from Sun Futian's house. He turned around and saw his mother chatting with Liu Xueru, and took Xiaobald out of the courtyard.

Sun Futian was sitting in the courtyard, holding up a long bamboo pole with a radio hanging on it. The volume was turned to the maximum, and he was listening to the play leisurely, humming, "I will disturb you to death, I will disturb you to death."

The son's roar came from the house, "All day long, I am either storytelling or opera. Why do I feel like you are torturing me?"

"You bastard, plug your ears if you don't want to listen. If you offend me, I will make the whole village restless."

Sun Futian was like a drake, stretching his neck and raising his voice, fearing that the neighbors wouldn't hear.

"You're absolutely crazy. It's the township chief who doesn't want you to be the village chief. If you're angry with him, how can you do it to your son?"

The mother-in-law's muttering came from the room.

"The doctor has said that I need a quiet environment and can't get angry. You deliberately making noise like this have seriously affected the healing of my bones."

"Stop trying to bully me with doctors! I'm not happy."

call.

A black shadow flew by, and its wings knocked the radio off, breaking it into several pieces. But before Sun Futian could make a sound, his head was hit by the wings as hard as iron, and he fell to the ground. Then, he let out a shrill scream. Screams.

"What's wrong with you, dad?"

Sun Futian's mother-in-law went out to take a look, ran over in a panic, looked up, but saw nothing.

"Hurry, help me into the house, I'm being attacked by a big bird."

Sun Futian got up, rolled and crawled towards the house.

"Where are the birds? Are you dazzled?"

The mother-in-law didn't believe it. She looked at the broken radio, took a look into the house, and stepped on it a few times with her foot, thinking, "You are affecting her son's recovery."

Through the crack in the door, Yang Fan could clearly see that Sun Futian was in such a miserable state, and that little bald man was so powerful. If he still didn't repent, he should try the stripping charm on him before going to Nanzhou.

Feeling happy, he was about to leave, but unexpectedly, there was a person standing behind him.