"Mr. Bai, me, what's wrong with me?"

The doctor in the martial arts world seemed to be immersed in the soft hands of the young wife, with her fingers standing on her mouth and blew it gently to signal quietness.

The young wife secretly glanced at her husband beside her. Her husband was a big landlord in the village, with a big belly and a fat face. Judging from her age, she must be in her forties or fifties. The big landlord had a dark face and a murderous look on the doctor in the martial arts world.

"How do you feel!" said the landlord coldly.

"It's very slippery and cough. I'm talking about slippery pulse. Congratulations." The middle-aged doctor coughed awkwardly, thinking that he was so dangerous that he almost exposed him.

He reluctantly withdrew his hand. When he saw the big landlord's face shocked from the corner of his eyes, he pinched the little wife's thigh without anyone noticing. The little wife's face became so shy that she lowered her head and did not dare to look at the middle-aged doctor.

After thanking her forthcoming, the landlord left with his young wife. Then, a middle-aged woman in her forties quickly sat down and first shook her eyes at Mr. Bai, which made Mr. Bai's attitude change drastically, and from the smile just now, she became serious.

"Mr. Bai, my heart hurts a few days ago. Touch me, are I sick? "The middle-aged woman with a good figure grabbed Mr. Bai's hand and pressed it on her chest. Mr. Bai's face was so scared that Mr. Bai's face was pale and hurriedly pulled back his hand, which made the middle-aged woman look resentful.

"Ahem, I have seen what disease you are. Take the prescription back, three times a day, and it will take effect in seven days. Remember, it is for your man to take it." Mr. Bai hurriedly wrote down a prescription and handed it to the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman snorted and muttered: "Your face is a waste of your heart and courage. When I touched the Li family's young wife just now, I didn't see you so serious!"

Mr. Bai smiled embarrassedly and hurried to send the middle-aged woman away.

A bird with bright feathers fell on a wheelbarrow under the big locust tree, chirping non-stop.

Then, Mr. Bai stood up and stretched his waist, looked at a pretty plump lady in the crowd, shook her head and screamed, "It's a pity."

"Everyone has left. Come again tomorrow. I'm a little tired today!" Mr. Bai smiled and asked the middle-aged and elderly women in the queue to scatter. After packing up their things, he put them on a three-legged unicycle.

"Little guy, wake up!"

Mr. Bai looked at his little apprentice leaning against the big locust tree and sleeping soundly, "Master, I'm so tired, you're fine. You're so full, sleeping when you wake up, and eating when you take you. I might as well take the lead in taking pigs. I can still kill you if you have fattened up."

Mr. Bai, who became more and more angry, kicked his little apprentice.

Teng!

A thin young man of thirteen or fourteen years old thrust a carp, rubbed his hips and looked at Mr. Bai, shouting: "Did you kick me again? Do you still want me to cook tonight?"

Mr. Bai smiled awkwardly and quickly changed his smiley face, "Don't be angry or not, it's not intentional. This is the ten cents I earned today. You have collected it and have a good meal tonight!"

"Bah! Why is it only ten cents? Did you catch another woman and not let go? Let me tell you, sooner or later, you will die in the hands of the woman!" The boy caught the pitiful copper coins for several miles and taught Mr. Bai a lesson with anger.

Mr. Bai smiled embarrassedly, "I'm so romantic as a pomegranate skirt. You're still young and don't understand the beauty of it. When the master makes a lot of money, he will take you to the best place in the city to drink wine!"

After finally comforting his little apprentice, Mr. Bai pushed the wheelbarrow happily and walked happily towards the thatched hut he lived in.

On the bumpy country road, the wheelbarrow was like walking on flat ground. Mr. Bai pushed his meal's belongings and his little apprentice, walking vigorously, and within a moment he came to a bamboo forest.

He stood in front of the thatched hut in front of the bamboo forest in a purple dress. The bird with bright feathers just now was hovering above the woman's head. When he saw the master and apprentice come back, the bird flapping its wings and leaving.

The woman in a purple long dress was the woman who rushed from the prehistoric alliance, named Qin Zhenzhen.

Seeing Mr. Bai come back, Qin Zhenzhen's mouth curled up with a smile like spring breeze, and the charm of the eyes and eyebrows suddenly appeared. The cold spring breeze gently blew by, and the purple skirt moved slightly, fluttering for a long time.

With this smile, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy stared blankly, as if he had seen the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Old Bai, are there any beautiful women?"

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy touched Mr. Bai with his elbow, but he didn't see any reaction from Mr. Bai. The boy was puzzled. The cheap master he picked up on the way and liked to see girls the most on weekdays, especially when he saw his little wife with soft waist and big butt, his saliva fell. Why didn't he react today?

The boy looked sideways and was dumbfounded.

He had never seen such a serious old white.

Immediately!

The boy rolled his eyes and muttered, "Old Bai, don't pretend to be serious. Your turbulent old heart has been pounding!"

Paji!

Mr. Bai slapped the boy in the head and stared at him and said sternly: "Don't talk nonsense, I will practice with all my heart, and I will be firm in my mind. I have no such dirty thoughts anymore!"

The boy grew up and looked at Mr. Bai, then at the beautiful sister in purple skirt. He was sure that there must be an ulterior motive between the two, otherwise he would not have suddenly become serious from the vulgar middle-aged man.

"Senior Brother!"

Qin Zhenzhen, a woman in purple skirt, greeted her with a little shyness, looking at Mr. Bai's beautiful eyes, full of tenderness.

"No, no, keep a distance, the master said, you and me cannot be a Taoist partner."

Mr. Bai directly reached out and signaled Qin Zhenzhen to keep a safe distance. Qin Zhenzhen paused, looked at her toes in disappointment, muttering and not knowing what to say.

Looking at Qin Zhenzhen's lost and sad and loving look, the young man was not angry and glared at Lao Bai and whispered: "I always thought you were bronze. It turns out that you are a king. I admire you. With my strength, I am single. I feel ashamed of myself. Let's first say, Lao Bai doesn't want it, so don't blame me for bullying my master and destroying my ancestors!"

The boy coughed twice, walked to Qin Zhenzhen, and after straightening his back, he was still half a head away from Qin Zhenzhen, which made the boy a little discouraged, but then the boy was so angry that he said: "Girl, don't care. Lao Bai almost counts his head. Don't be interested. My name is Chen Bujia, where is the girl?"

Qin Zhenzhen glanced at the boy and saw that the boy was skinny and his slender eyes were full of spirituality. In addition to his dark skin, he looked quite handsome, but immediately afterwards, a little bit of surprise flashed in Qin Zhenzhen's beautiful eyes, and she looked at the boy curiously.
Chapter completed!