Get out of your vicious mother's house, and make a fortune with your husband to become a prince

Since I've taken your money, I'll bandage you. Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck.

After examination, it was found that the wound was in the abdomen. The wound was simply bandaged with dark cloth, and it was still bleeding.

I remember there was a medicine cabinet in the space, which contained high-quality hemostatic drugs and medical gauze.

Just as Xue Qing was concentrating on bandaging the wound, the man suddenly opened his eyes. It turned out to be the girl from before, but he did not see the girl's face clearly.

For some reason, I calmed down and slowly closed my eyes, feeling a little tired.

Xue Qing looked at the bow with satisfaction. It was pretty good.

"I took your silver and bandaged your wound. We owe each other nothing. If you die, you will be reincarnated. If you live again, you don't need to thank me, your sister."

After saying that, he stood up, dusted himself off, and walked in another direction without looking back.

Soon, two men in black found this place, picked up the person on the ground, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the forest.

As Xue Qing was walking, he suddenly heard some movement in the bushes in front of him. He walked over carefully and parted the bushes. He found out that it was a wounded pheasant. This was truly a blessing in disguise.

Finally I can eat meat.

The deeper you go into the mountains, the more humid the air becomes, and the more fungi you see. There must be common mushrooms.

There was a large patch of mushrooms, which he collected with a wave of his hand. He walked back with the empty backpack, and before meeting Ding, he put the pheasant and mushrooms in the backpack.

Ding held back her surprise when she saw the pheasant, but she didn't see the smile flashing across Xue Qing's eyes. She was just hungry for too long.

The chicken that was killed by the scoundrel last time was not eaten at all and was given to the village chief.

That day, after the Peng siblings left, Xue Qing told Liu that people were beaten at Wu's house, and if they went to the village chief to complain, it would be difficult to do so. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law decided to go to the village chief's house at daybreak to explain the cause of the incident.

The two men took the hen killed by Peng Ergou to the village chief's house.

The village chief's house was in the center of the village. It was a blue brick and tile house and was the richest family in the village. On the way, Liu explained the village chief's family situation to Xue Qing.

The village chief's surname is Wu, and his name is Wu Qianmo. He is over 50 years old this year. His wife is Yan, and they have two sons and one daughter. The eldest son also joined the army, and the younger son went to a private school for a few years and manages the business at his father-in-law's house in the town. The youngest daughter also married a good family in the town.

So now there are only my eldest daughter-in-law and two children in the family, a total of 5 people. The granddaughter is 13 years old and the grandson is 10 years old.

Xue Qing had a rough idea in his mind, and soon he and his mother-in-law arrived at the headman's house.

The one who came out to open the door was the village head's daughter-in-law, Zhao. When Zhao saw the mother-in-law of the Wu family, she politely asked, "Aunt Wu, is there anything I can do for you?"

"My niece, are the village chief and Sister Yan free?" asked the mother-in-law, Mrs. Li, cautiously.

"I don't deserve to be Aunt Wu..." Just as Zhao was about to say something else, she heard a deep voice coming from the room.

"Old man, please invite Aunt Wu into the house to talk."

Zhao took a look at the main room and immediately put on a smile and invited Liu in. Only then did she notice Xue Qing behind her. A hint of surprise and jealousy flashed across her eyes. He really has a good appearance, huh!

Xue Qing was a little surprised to see the village chief after hearing about his life. He thought he would be a skinny old man with a goatee, but he turned out to be a burly man in a coarse cloth shirt with a determined look, black and white hair combed into a bun, and a black and white beard on his face.

Seeing him, Xue Qing suddenly developed an inexplicable sense of trust.