Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

“I... I came to see you beat me up.” The little fat man walked to the good side, his voice sounded like a mosquito, otherwise he could not really hear.

“What do you want me to hit you with? And how did you hear about this?” Good eyebrow-picking, because she has had a few cases solved by “beating a beat” before, although apparently in the same way, there are actually different details that can lead to different effects.

Fatty hasn't answered yet, but Li Xiao knife was blowing up and shoving, and stood up to the two of them. “Doctor Goddess, are you wrong? How could someone else have come to ask for a beating? It's not like there's a disease here. ”

Fatty looked embarrassingly at Li Xiao knife pointing at his forehead and poked him twice. She still wanted to say that she was really here to fight, but she could only bite her lower lip and jam what she wanted to say into her mouth, and then swallowed it with a mouthful of saliva.

“Don't be ridiculous if you don't know anything. Am I embarrassed enough in the morning?” Good and unwilling, punch the knife white eyes, push him aside and sit down, then turn his head to comfort the little fat man who is a little lost in his face, "Fatty, you ignore the man with the mouth full of shit, and you answer my question first before I can solve the problem for you. ”

“I... I came to you last time, and then you beat me up, and I lost over 40 pounds when I got back.” The little fat man said his words quickly, retracted into his thick turtle shell, closed his lips, and secretly handed over the gaze he was waiting for with only one eye.

Li Xiao knife stretched his neck after listening to Fatty, this revealed that he really looked familiar. Take a closer look, isn't this the famous Master Hou of Beijing! It is said that he weighs 200 pounds and that the whole person is like a fat loin clump, it is not easy to move around. Li Xiaoknife recognized that he was also a visitor to the waiting room with Yoon. He looked at it a few times.

However, compared to the original, Master Hou's abrupt weight of more than 40 kg has really changed a lot. At least the lap of transverse meat on his body is now just unusual fat, not fat out of the ordinary. And after Master Hou lost weight, he was a little cute. The white and tender skin and fat cheeks were really attractive all the time, as if to pinch me again.

After listening to Master Hou's reasons, she nodded. She was also deeply impressed with Master Hou's original appearance. “It is also your own insistence. I remember that the medicine I prescribed you is very painful and will also make you tummy, hahaha. ”

Remembering the days when he couldn't eat and often ran to the toilet, his mouth seemed to smell rich in bitterness. Young Master Hou's face was wrinkled together, and he looked like a fat white bun.

Not much to say, Shang Shan directly grabbed Master Hou, flipped over and "beat" a meal, Master Hou also held his teeth tight with pain to fight for no screaming. It is unfortunate that he was not a firm man of will. Those who have been institutionalized by their parents for many years do not possess such willpower. Naturally, he quickly opens his mouth and screams.

Everyone passing through the door of this room was frightened by Young Master Hou's painful cry. He shrunk his body and tried not to come near this side to avoid being affected by the pond fish.

But he was tired after a while. After all, where Master Hou weighed, a hundred and sixty kilos was not a small number. She gasped and threw Young Master Hou, who was paralyzed like a piece of mud, on the floor, rubbing her sour hands.

It's hard work to lose weight. It's really not relaxing. Shang Shan rubbed his wrist and thought about it empty-handed.

“Goddess doctor, why don't I help you?” Li Xiaoknife, whose stomach pain gradually dissipated, looked forward to gathering to the good, preventing men and women from rubbing their hands in a good way, can only diligently pour tea for the good before her.

Now that there are people who want to work on their behalf, there is no reason to speculate, nod steadily, point out a few points and let the knife focus on care. Li Xiao knife as a masterpiece is also poorly acquainted with the body points, naturally very standard beating Young Master Hou.

Eating tea and looking at Li Xiaoknife to help beat Master Hou, Shangshan really felt that there was a few years of quiet smell, and he looked out the window casually, but was interrupted by the sound of knocking. She turned back in a dazed manner and responded with a whisper, the door creaking open a seam.

“Don't know if the goddess doctor can?” It was Jia's servant who approached him carefully and knocked. This is because Master Hou's screaming was too harsh, and Master Jia, who had been recommended by his son to go to the goddess doctor, retreated a little, so he asked his followers to knock on the door and see what happened.

Young Master Hou's “healing” was almost up to date, so he opened his mouth and asked Li Xiaoknife to stop, and then the servant of Jia Fu to explain his intentions.

“Oops, Goddess Doctor, I was the last time I was around Prince Jia, but this time it wasn't my young master who came to see the doctor, it was our master.” Compared to the arrogance of the last time I saw him, this time in the face of goodness, Jia Fu's servant was like a good cowardly little white rabbit, and he dared not reveal himself.

“Then let your master in, my patient has been cured.” Good words.

Young Master Hou also couldn't find the North with a big head of pig happy to thank goodness, and left the room with a few silly smiles. Master Jia and Young Master Hou rubbed their shoulders and looked at him with confusion, then became more and more stunned. What exactly is the number of paths this goddess doctor can take to solve my problem with such brutality?

However, out of his love and trust in his son, Master Jia took the courage to step into the room and put out the smile of his usual businessman, “I'm not a big problem, goddess doctor, I don't think you will use the treatment of the previous one? ”

“This depends on your specific situation, but you don't have to worry too much. In fact, this is point compression. It's just that the young master is too fat to hold the point so that's what happens.” Good morality explains, as if I were very pure and didn't mean to play half the time. But Master Jia read a few silly moves from her eyebrows and couldn't help but fight a cold war.

“I'm still not sensitive to thanksgiving. After all, I'm just cold. Should be well healed?” Master Jia pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed twice. He moved back a little, which is why he asked anxiously.

Shan Shan waved to him, indicating that he was close. Master Jia reluctantly moved a little closer, graciously and impatiently held his wrist and calmly held his pulse for him. But as the wrinkles between her eyebrows deepened, Mr. Jia's heart beat quickened. Is there something else wrong with me?

I'm not dying, am I?