C6 (1/2)

The concoction of the medicinal liquid was rather cumbersome, but Hee Feng had already obtained the inheritance of the Heaven Mending Stone. These content was naturally easy for him to obtain, and he could completely complete these movements subconsciously.

Hee Feng sorted these medicinal herbs according to what he remembered from his memories, took out different parts of them, and threw them into the big pot he had prepared a long time ago.

Speaking of this matter, Hee Feng felt helpless, according to the inheritance, he should be using a jar to concoct ingredients, but Hee Feng could not find a jar, so he could only use a big pot instead.

Fortunately, Hee Feng was extremely familiar with this series of movements, as long as his hands came into contact with the medicinal ingredients, it would be a smooth and natural process. When Hee Feng stopped, a faint fragrance was already wafting out from the big pot in front of him.

Even though Hee Feng was already prepared, after smelling the fragrance, he couldn't help but be startled.

But very quickly, Hee Feng woke up. Even if the fragrance was not bad, but they were still used to make fertilizer for the trees. This kind of thing, he could not casually drink.

After a while, Hee Feng threw all of the liquid into the garden.

Seeing that there was still time before lunch, Hee Feng laid down in the orchard with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, quietly observing the situation in the orchard.

But after observing his surroundings, Hee Feng was a little disappointed, he could not see any changes to the orchard, it seemed that he was really looking forward to the effects of the liquid.

”Little Feng!”

”Are you there?”

Only then did Hee Feng stand up and stand up, but he noticed a clear voice coming from the garden in front, upon hearing the voice, Hee Feng's eyes immediately lit up. Just by hearing the voice, Hee Feng immediately knew, that this was the Widow Yang who lived next door.

It hadn't been long since this woman had married into the village, but a man had already died.

A few years ago, when Hee Feng was young, he would often lie on the wall and secretly watch Widow Yang bathe. Furthermore, Hee Feng had a vague feeling that this Widow Yang knew about him peeking at her bathing.

”Little Feng!”

”I'm here!”

Hee Feng pushed open the door and walked out. The bright gaze was fixated on the beautiful body of the widow Yang.

The name of this widow Yang was Yang Jiao, and although he was a widow, he was not very old. According to seniority, Hee Feng should call his sister-in-law.

”Aunt Yang Jiao, what are you doing in such a rush?”

Although Hee Feng said that, his eyes were dishonest.

This Yang Jiao was originally a great beauty. All these years she had been a widow, for some reason, she became even more beautiful.

Protuberance and back, long legs and waist.

Even though the clothes she wore were simple, it was unable to cover up her beautiful body.

Seeing this, Hee Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Although Hee Feng had a lot of thoughts in his heart, up until today, he was still a fledgling.

”Little Feng, Aunt has some things that I need your help with.”

Yang Jiao's pretty face was filled with urgency.

Hearing this, Hee Feng realised that no wonder the woman's chest was heaving violently earlier. She had actually jogged all the way here, seeing that the other party was truly anxious, Hee Feng did not have any other thoughts.

”Aunt, what is it?”

”My old man is sick, this …”

”Let's go and take a look!”