The General’s Little Peasant Wife

After the black man left, Ning Mengyao also left, and even Jomo Mou was taken away by their collars, apparently wanting to leave some space for their father and son.

These days, Jomo Feng has been in a coma, and he is taking care of him. Especially in the past two days, his condition is not very good. From time to time, he will have a high fever. It’s like two or three days in Fenghuang. Like a frightened bird, if there is any wind and grass, it will wake up immediately, and at the end he will not sleep.

He has not rested for several days.

The two were relatively speechless in the room, but fortunately, the green bamboo gave the two people a meal.

Feng Yan walked over to hold a bowl of porridge above, while walking to the bed, while blowing the porridge in the bowl.

Waiting for the coolness, the phoenix phoenix was placed on the soft stool next to the bed, and the person was put up and seated, and the bowl was again held. A spoonful of spoonful was fed to Jomo Maple.

After Jomo Maple ate almost, Feng Wei’s stomach was hungry and screaming.

"Uncle Feng, you should go eat first, I am fine." Jomofeng saw him like this, and he understood that he must have taken care of himself these days, otherwise he would not see him when he woke up. There will be such strong emotions.

With his eyes lowered, Jomo Feng suddenly felt that it was very good to have such a shackle. This kind of care and love seemed very different from that of Joe Tianchang.

After Feng Wei finished eating, he saw Jomo Maple frowning and didn't know what to think about.

"What are you thinking? Is it boring?"

"No, I just thought I slept for a few days." Jomo Maple casually shifted the subject.

"It has been five days. If you don't wake up, I will tear down the house." Feng Xiao said with self-deprecation.

Jomo Feng looked at Feng Xiao, and it was difficult to imagine the appearance of such a man demolishing a house.

"Uncle Feng, you..."

"Maple is okay, you are fine." Feng Wei looked at Jomo Mo Feng whispered.

Now I think that Jomo Feng’s face is bloody, and he still feels very terrified, especially when she says that she has given poison to Jomo Maple.

"I'm fine." Jomo Mapan shook his head gently, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable with his such strong feelings.

"As long as you are fine, I am relieved. If there is no black grandfather and blue frost, they can't believe what you will become." He doesn't care what Jomo Mapin's looks are, but he understands. From a handsome and handsome person, it became ugly, no matter who could not accept it, and just woke up, when he comforted his nephew, he saw the flash of his eyes, and he understood in his heart. This child is actually concerned about his appearance.

"Yeah, grandfather, they have good medical skills, and I want to learn from him." Jomo Feng suddenly said, with a sly look.

From now on, he not only has to practice martial arts well, but also to study medicine and poison, and to ask Uncle Nanyu about locusts. As long as he can protect himself and protect his family, he must learn all.

"Well, you want to learn, then learn, what medicine do you want in the future, I will help you find it." Feng Wei looked at Jomoun Feng unconditionally petting him, this kind of pet, let Jomo Maple heart warm .

"Hey, thank you." Jomo Feng looked at Feng Yu's natural appearance and suddenly said.

After the word "爹爹" was exported, Jomo Feng found that it was not so uncomfortable. Instead, he felt very relaxed and seemed to put a lot of the same.

What is different from him is that Feng Xiao is stupid, sitting there and watching Jomo Feng.

"Maple you... what did you call me?"

"Hey."

Feng Xiao suddenly laughed and reached out and grabbed Jomo Maple tightly.

"Fenger, you finally admit to me, too good, really good." Feng Xiao said incoherently, the excitement, so that Jomo Feng feels funny and feels a little sad.

This high-ranking man, what big winds and waves have not experienced? But now it is so happy and excited because of his screaming, it seems that he really cares about himself.