Gourmet Farm: Your Highness, I can't get enough to feed

Chapter 239 It's Not Xiaoai, It's a Boy

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at her and said softly, "I'll help you bandage the wound first, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaomiao reached out to bandage her, but the wild man avoided it, crying When she got up, Zhao Xiaomiao was very depressed. What the hell was she doing?
Zhao Xiaomiao looked at the child in her arms, and really wanted to see if she was Xiaoai.

"Is your child your own?"

The wild man looked down at the child in his arms and hugged him tightly. Zhao Xiaomiao quickly explained, "I didn't intend to take your child away. My sister was thrown off the cliff. She was as old as him. I saw him Just thinking of my sister, I don’t know if she will be lucky enough to be rescued.”

Hearing Zhao Xiaomiao's words, the savage stuffed the child to Zhao Xiaomiao, startled her, hugged the child, Zhao Xiaomiao happily helped the child wipe off the dirty dirt on his face, revealing a sallow face, and Xiaomiao Ai is completely different. Although this child is about the same size as Xiao Ai, he is just a boy.

Zhao Xiaomiao looked disappointed, it wasn't Xiao Ai.

"He's your son, my sister is a girl!"

Holding this little boy, Zhao Xiaomiao felt very uncomfortable. It wasn't her little love, so she said, how could there be such good luck after such a long distance.

Zhao Xiaomiao returned the boy to her, but the savage stuffed the little boy to Zhao Xiaomiao, which made Zhao Xiaomiao very puzzled.

"Do you want me to take him away?"

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at her, and the savage nodded with tears in his eyes, clutching his chest and gesticulating.

"She probably said that she was dying and asked you to adopt this child!"

Yun Buhuan came over and explained, the savage nodded, began to cry, hugged Yun Buhuan's feet, and wailed loudly, which startled him.

"She wants you to adopt her, right?"

Yun Buhuan looked at the savage holding his ankle, and wanted to pull his foot back, but the savage let go, looked at Yun Buhuan, and gestured with his hands.

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at Yun Buhuan, "What did she say?"

"I saw three bowls here just now. She should have a husband here. It's almost dark here, and none of them showed up. I wonder if it's..." Yun Buhuan looked at the savage, and suddenly burst into tears , distraught, Yun Buhuan and Zhao Xiaomiao looked at each other, it is likely that something happened to her husband.

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at her, "Can you speak?"

The savage's hands trembled slightly, Zhao Xiaomiao's intuition was right, she definitely would.

"Shall I take you back to the village?"

When the savage heard that he was going back to the village, he backed away in fright. His body bled even more, and he passed out.

"She passed out!"

Yun Buhuan frowned, "What should we do? She wants us to take her child away?"

Zhao Xiaomiao thought about it, "Let's take her back, the people in the village must know her."

And her injury must be treated properly, otherwise she will die.

"You and the child go up first, I'll tie her up and pull her up later!" This savage, he always felt that it was not that simple, and he didn't know what secrets she had.

Zhao Xiaomiao took off her coat, tied the child to her chest, and climbed up by grabbing the vines. Yun Buhuan tied up the wild man, climbed up first, and then pulled her to the top of the cliff. Fortunately, it was not too high. Otherwise it really won't work.

"Yun Buhuan, you didn't hurt the wound, did you?"

Yun Buhuan shook his head, "I'm fine, but your hand..."

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at the bloody eyes, and said relaxedly, "It's okay, a little injury, it's okay!"

"Let's go back, I'll carry her!"

Yun Buhuan picked up the wild man, "She actually broke the arrow, we have to go back and get the arrow, or she will bleed to death!"

Zhao Xiaomiao hurried down the mountain with the child in his arms. When he returned to the village, suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and it rained heavily, drenching them all. The little boy cried loudly, shocking the village.

After reading the votes, votes, and support, there are surprises. Guess the identity of this little boy and this savage, right?
(End of this chapter)