Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 176 Liu Qingsong takes action!
In the threshing ground in front of Pangdun’s house.

Ye Xiaoxiao did cry.

And she cried very sadly.

Even though Bai Yuzhen tried to comfort her softly, it had no effect at all.

This made Liu Qingsong feel very strange. He was about to ask Ye Xiaoxiao what was going on when he heard Ye Qingmei's voice behind him: "Qingsong, you're back."

"Ah?" Liu Qingsong looked back and saw Ye Qingmei's face was also gloomy and ugly, so he went up to her and asked, "What happened to make Xiaoxiao cry so hard?"

"Don't ask." Ye Qingmei sighed softly: "I need to take Xiaoxiao away for a while, maybe it will take ten days to send her back."

"It's no problem to take Xiaoxiao away, but can you tell me what happened?" Liu Qingsong frowned.

He may not ask about the affairs of the Ye family, but Ye Xiaoxiao is like his sister, and he can't just ignore her crying like this.

"I'm sorry, I can't say more." Ye Qingmei turned and left.

"Brother, my uncle is dying and wants to see me for the last time." Ye Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped crying and said to Liu Qingsong with a sob.

"What? Your uncle is dying? Is it that handsome Ye Bingquan?" Liu Qingsong asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Ye Xiaoxiao nodded, then started crying sadly again.

After his parents died, his uncle and aunt treated him the best. Now his uncle is dying. What should she do in the future?

"No..." Liu Qingsong hesitated. He originally wanted to say something to comfort Ye Xiaoxiao, but for some reason, the words could not come out.

After all, he had met Ye Bingquan a few days ago.

But now it doesn’t work anymore.

This was really unexpected for him.

Seeing General Ye Qingmei driving over in a jeep, he said to Ye Xiaoxiao, "Okay, Xiaoxiao, stop crying and go see your uncle for the last time!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Ye Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly while choking with sobs.

But before he took two steps, he staggered and fainted.

"Xiaoxiao..." Liu Qingsong ran over and helped her up.

"This child!" Ye Qingmei was also extremely anxious.

"Hurry! Hurry! Put her to the bed." Bai Yuzhen reached out, picked up Ye Xiaoxiao, and ran to Pangdun's house as fast as possible.

Liu Qingsong did not follow, but said to Ye Qingmei: "Sister, you should not let Xiaoxiao go back in this condition, otherwise I will be worried..."

Having said this, Liu Qingsong stopped talking.

But Ye Qingmei heard the hidden meaning: "I won't force Xiaoxiao to go back, you take good care of her! If there is nothing else, I will go back to the Ye family first."

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong sent Ye Qingmei to the military jeep. After the military jeep disappeared on the mountain road, he turned around and went back to see Ye Xiaoxiao.

……

In front of the wooden bed.

Liu Qingsong was relieved to see Ye Xiaoxiao had woken up: "Xiaoxiao, tell me the truth, what happened to your uncle?"

Bai Yuzhen, Tao Guoqing, Xiao Nuomi, Xiao Taoqi and Yaomei were also very curious.

However, when they saw Ye Xiaoxiao hesitated to speak, they all hurriedly walked out of the room.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaoxiao cried and replied: "I don't know the details of what happened. I only know that my uncle was on a mission and ended up being ambushed by his comrades."

"When he was carried back."

"My aunt said he was only breathing his last breath. His eyes and ears were gone, and his hands and feet were chopped off."

"Ah?" Liu Qingsong stood there in a daze.

This... who did this?
How could it be so cruel?

"Brother..." Ye Xiaoxiao cried.

"Hey! Hey! I'm here!" Liu Qingsong sat down at the head of the bed.

"I want to see my uncle for the last time. Can you find a way to catch up with my aunt?" Ye Xiaoxiao looked at Liu Qingsong with tears in her eyes.

"No." Liu Qingsong replied.

Even if he could, for Ye Xiaoxiao's sake, he could only answer no.

"Then...then..." Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst into tears. She leaned on Liu Qingsong's shoulder and cried, crying as sadly as she could.

Liu Qingsong originally wanted to give some advice.

But after thinking about it, he said nothing.

He let Ye Xiaoxiao cry until her tears wet his shoulders.

After all, it might be better for Ye Xiaoxiao to cry at this time, otherwise, holding it in her heart would make her sick.

Seeing Ye Xiaoxiao falling asleep on his shoulder while crying, Liu Qingsong carefully carried Ye Xiaoxiao to the bed and gently covered her with a quilt.

About to leave.

A jade pendant fell to the ground from Ye Xiaoxiao's hand.

Liu Qingsong recognized this jade pendant. It seemed that Ye Bingquan gave it to Ye Xiaoxiao last time he came here.

In other words, this might be Ye Bingquan's relic.

Liu Qingsong originally wanted to return it to Ye Xiaoxiao as soon as possible.

But after thinking about it, he put it in his shirt pocket and quickly left the room.

Outside, Xiao Nuomi saw Liu Qingsong coming out, and even stepped forward with his short legs to greet him: "Uncle, is the young lady okay?"

Yaomei, Xiaotaoqi and Pangdun also looked at Liu Qingsong worriedly.

"She's fine, just don't disturb her." Liu Qingsong replied softly.

"Yeah, yeah!" Little Nuomi took his little sister and little Taoqi and ran away.

Liu Qingsong watched them disappear, and after saying something to Bai Yuzhen and Tao Guoqing, he walked towards the door of his house.

Seeing that there was no one else at home, Liu Qingsong walked directly into the glass warehouse of the Wanjie garbage dump, then took out the jade pendant and placed it in front of the tracking mirror: "Track Ye Bingquan for me, let me see what happened to him."

Wow~~!

The tracking mirror flashed, and Ye Bingquan, wrapped in gauze like a dumpling, appeared in the picture.

Around Ye Bingquan, various instruments were constantly ringing, which proved that Ye Bingquan really would not live long.

But he still held on and did not die, as if he was waiting for someone.

Even though he had lost his hands and feet, and his eyes and ears, he was still holding on.

This made Liu Qingsong moved: "Is he waiting for Xiaoxiao? If so, I'm afraid he will leave with regret."

"Regret?" The liquid robot appeared beside Liu Qingsong at this time: "Then why didn't you save him?"

"The question is how to save them?" Liu Qingsong spread his hands.

If he had this ability, why would he stand in front of the tracking mirror and watch Xiao Xiao sadly?

"Have you forgotten the special medicine for external injuries in the medicine box?" asked the liquid robot.

"What do you mean?" Liu Qingsong's eyes lit up.

In his medicine box, he actually had a box of this special medicine for external injuries.
If I remember correctly, the instructions on this box of special medicine said that as long as the user takes a pill of the special medicine for trauma, even if the person is on the verge of death, they can be rescued, and the damaged body parts can be grown back within three to five days.

However, there are also side effects. If the user cannot bear the pain brought by the special medicine, he will die on the spot.

Ye Bingquan is now no different from a dead person, so taking special medicine for trauma is indeed a good choice.

But what if Ye Bingquan can’t bear the side effects of the special medicine for trauma?
Doesn’t that mean he is the murderer of Ye Bingquan?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingsong hesitated.

However, after thinking of Ye Xiaoxiao's heartbroken look, he did not hesitate any longer, but took out a special medicine for external injuries from the medicine box and put on a mask.

Just when he was about to call the guardian vine to come over and tear the space apart to teleport.

The liquid robot reached out and took off his mask: "You will scare your friends like this, I will give you a mask."

talking.

The liquid robot cut off his right hand.

Then the operator's broken right arm turned into white liquid and became a mask.

"This...will this work?" Liu Qingsong couldn't help but ask.

The boundary marker had reminded him before.

Liquid robots cannot leave the garbage dump of all worlds.

This mask is part of the liquid robot and logically cannot be removed.

"It works." The liquid robot replied with certainty, "As long as my original body is still in the Garbage Dump of All Worlds, the rules of the Garbage Dump of All Worlds cannot restrict me."

"Okay then!" Liu Qingsong didn't ask any more questions, but put on the mask that the liquid robot had tailored for him, and then called for the vines to tear the space, directly teleporting him to the intensive care unit where Ye Bingquan was. There was no one in the intensive care unit at this time.

Only the various instruments were beeping.

Seeing this, Liu Qingsong sat directly on the head of the bed, and then deliberately asked in a hoarse voice: "Ye Bingquan, can you hear me? If you can, open your mouth."

Ye Bingquan didn't react at first.

It was not until more than ten seconds later that he finally opened his mouth with great effort.

Liu Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief: "Listen, I have a special medicine that can save you, but this special medicine has side effects after taking it. If you can't bear the side effects of the special medicine, you will die, so I have to get your nod before I can give it to you."

"If you can't nod, just open your mouth."

"Anyway, I don't give you much time to think about it. I came here at a huge risk."

Ye Bingquan opened his mouth without hesitation.

Seeing this, Liu Qingsong directly put the special medicine for external injuries into Ye Bingquan's mouth.

In order to get Ye Bingquan to swallow it, he even fed Ye Bingquan a few sips of water.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave the torn space, Ye Bingquan suddenly spoke with all his strength: "Who... are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know that I'm just a good friend." Liu Qingsong looked at Ye Bingquan and shook his head. "Listen, if you want to survive, don't talk. You might be in pain next."

"If you survive in the end, we will meet again."

After saying that, Liu Qingsong turned around and walked into the torn space and disappeared.

Ye Bingquan muttered to himself as he listened to Liu Qingsong's words: "Little friend? Little friend can ignore the guards of the intensive care unit of Ye's Hospital and come in directly? Little friend can have the ability to come and go without a trace?"

"Could it be that……"

As Ye Bingquan was thinking, his consciousness began to blur, and then he felt a tremendous pain all over his body as if it was torn apart.

The pain made Ye Bingquan feel like he was dying, but he did not cry out, but gritted his teeth and endured it.

Because he knew he couldn't die yet, he had to avenge his dead comrades, his elder brother and sister-in-law, and he wanted to meet Xiaoxiao, this mysterious friend.

……

A certain hospital.

In the intensive care unit.

Zhengyi, who suffered from hemiplegia, was receiving acupuncture treatment from an old Chinese doctor. Seeing that there was no effect, he was about to tell the old doctor to get out. At the door, a short old man appeared with his hands behind his back and smiled: "Zhengyi, you need to cultivate your body and mind to treat your illness. You can't rush it."

Upon hearing this, Xiu Zhengyi waved his hand to let the old Chinese doctor leave. After the old Chinese doctor disappeared from his sight, he said, "But how can I cultivate my character now? I have a lot of things waiting for me to deal with!"

"Then I have good news for you." The short old man sat at the head of the bed: "Ye Bingquan will not survive tonight. You will hear the bad news about him tomorrow."

"Ah?" Zheng Zhengyi was stunned at first, then he became excited: "Where is Ye Bingquan? I have to go over and give him a good ride."

"In the Ye family's Ye Hospital." The short old man replied.

"Why is he at the Ye family? Wasn't Ye Bingquan blocked by our people..." Zheng Xiu looked around warily when he said this. He didn't continue until he found nothing unusual: "Wasn't he blocked by our people in Huayu Town?"

"It's true that we blocked him in Huayu Town, but after I cut off his hands and feet and dug out his eyes, I sent someone to send Ye Bingquan back." The short old man walked back and forth with his hands behind his back: "Do you know why I did this?"

"Why?" Zheng Zhengyi was a little confused.

"Of course we will kill them and let the Ye family know how powerful we are." The short old man sneered and replied, "As long as Ye Bingquan is dead, I am sure that the Ye family will never dare to openly support the new fertilizer plant built by Songmu Commune, and will not send people to embarrass Qin An and Du Xincheng again."

"It's killing three birds with one stone, you know?"

"I understand! I understand!" Xiuzhen nodded repeatedly: "But won't the Ye family retaliate against us in this way? Don't forget that the Ye family still has Ye Qingmei, the living devil."

"So what?" The short old man looked at Zheng Zhengyi and said, "Don't forget, there are many of our people in the Ye family. If Ye Qingmei dares to act rashly, I will make her die more miserably than Ye Bingquan."

"That's true." Zheng Xiuyi smiled happily and even fantasized about the arrival of this day.

After he came to his senses, he was about to ask the short old man to help find tiger bones and tiger whips to treat his illness when there was a knock on the door. A young man with a flat head hurried in and whispered in the short old man's ear.

After a while.

The short old man's eyes widened. "Baka, this... How is this possible? Ye Bingquan's hands and feet were chopped off, and his eyes were dug out. How could he still be alive and transferred to another hospital?"

"This was seen by our people with their own eyes. Not only is Ye Bingquan not dead, he is also talking to the person in power in the Ye family." The young man with a flat head replied in a low voice.

"Then why are you still staying here? Hurry up and send someone to keep a close eye on Ye Bingquan." The short old man shouted angrily.

"Okay!" The young man with a flat head turned and left.

Soon, he disappeared from the short old man's sight.

"Um..." Zheng Xiuyi coughed lightly and asked cautiously, "Is Ye Bingquan really alive?"

“I don’t know.” The short old man said in a low voice: “There is something strange about this matter. I am worried that it is a plot of the Ye family, so don’t ask too much now. Just take good care of your health. I will tell you the result.”

"Okay!" Xiuzhen nodded repeatedly: "Then if you have time, can you help me find some tiger bones and tiger penises to treat my illness? The people I sent out couldn't find any."

"Okay." The short old man turned and hurried away.

After rubbing his brows in pain, Zheng Zhengyi picked up the phone and called Qin An.

……

Because of the accident that happened to Ye Bingquan.

Liu Qingsong asked Sixth Grandpa to suspend the production of bamboo crossbows.

Of course, even if we want to mass-produce it, it is impossible, after all, the tools for liquid robots have not yet been produced.

The Chinese New Year is approaching soon.

Liu Qingsong saw that he had nothing to do for the time being.

I immediately discussed the purchase of New Year's goods with Wang Yaoqing.

Because Tao Guoqing had already given him a lot of tickets, after discussing it, Liu Qingsong took a group of villagers to the supply and marketing cooperative to purchase supplies.

Because they purchased a lot of supplies, they didn't return until after noon on the tractor.

Liu Qingsong jumped off the tractor and was about to go back to cook.

Then move the supplies.

Ye Xiaoxiao ran over with a thick book in her arms, cheering: "Brother, brother... I have good news for you!"

"What good news?" Liu Qingsong looked at Ye Xiaoxiao with a smile.

In his memory, Xiaoxiao usually didn't show her joy, but she was so happy today, maybe she had encountered some great joy.

"I...I..." Ye Xiaoxiao saw that many villagers were looking at her. After hesitating for a moment, she quickly pulled Liu Qingsong into the backyard. She said happily after making sure that there was no one in the backyard: "I just received a message from my aunt. She said that my uncle is alive."

"Really?" Liu Qingsong smiled.

This was a surprise for him, but not an accident.

After all, it was all thanks to him that Ye Bingquan was still alive.

"Of course it's true, and my aunt also said that my uncle will come to the Huaishu Production Team at around three or four o'clock in the afternoon." Ye Xiaoxiao added.

"Why is he coming here?" Liu Qingsong was stunned.

Could it be that Ye Bingquan suspected him?

This shouldn't be!
"Of course you should ask grandpa for treatment! Grandpa is in Dayu City, you know this, brother." Ye Xiaoxiao reminded with a smile.

"Yes, that's right." Liu Qingsong nodded.

Mr. Jiang is a skilled doctor. According to common sense, Ye Bingquan would indeed come to Mr. Jiang to seek treatment for his injuries.

But for some reason, Liu Qingsong felt inexplicably worried, fearing that Ye Bingquan's coming to Huaishu Production Team would not be as simple as Ye Xiaoxiao had said.

But now that things have come to this, Liu Qingsong has no choice but to ask: "Do you need me to pick up your uncle in person?"

"Of course, I want my brother to ride a bicycle and go to the train station to pick up uncle in person." Ye Xiaoxiao replied happily.

"No..." Liu Qingsong had a headache. After all, he had just said it casually and didn't really want to pick up Ye Bingquan.

But the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't take them back, so he could only say to Ye Xiaoxiao: "Then let's eat lunch and then go pick up your uncle. Anyway, we still have time."

"Okay! Okay! Then I'll go talk to Xiao Nuomi and Xiao Taoqi." Ye Xiaoxiao turned around and ran away.

"Won't... Xiao Nuomi and Xiao Taoqi also go to the train station to pick up your uncle?" Liu Qingsong asked loudly.

Ye Xiaoxiao did not answer, but quickened her pace.

Obviously, Xiao Nuomi and Xiao Taoqi would go to the train station to play.

This gave Liu Qingsong a headache, but he didn't stop it. After all, as long as Ye Xiaoxiao was happy.

Of course, it’s not a bad thing that Xiao Nuomi and Xiao Taoqi followed him to the train station.

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