The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

Chapter 342: Little Pigeon of Hollywood 6

The three of them didn't have time to chat for long. After running to the lush grassland, the little pigeon picked some silver flowers, dandelions, forsythia, and whiteheads and gave one to each of them.

"Just pick them according to these four methods. They're very effective. Hurry up! Your mother must have been vomiting for several days. It will be too late if we delay any longer."

The boy nodded heavily and began to search around and pick things.

"Daddy, hurry up, I drank it when I was a kid, it's okay!" The little pigeon urged John to work and quickly picked it up himself.

John crossed himself again and said, "Thank God for sending the little dove to me."

After saying that, he picked the flowers one by one and compared them.

In less than an hour, the three of them had picked a lot.

Time waits for no one. The little pigeon nodded, and John carried her short legs on his back and ran very fast.

The little pigeon that is upside down "..."

The little pigeon, who was regarded as a life-saving straw, directed the two people to wash and rinse, cook what needed to be cooked, and juice what needed to be juiced.

Finally, the little pigeon completed the boiling and blending. The medicine was ready and a faint fragrance spread out.

The little boy was delighted but also confused. Can this really cure the disease?

The little pigeon wiped his hands and said, "Hurry up, drink two bowls the first time, and one bowl every day for the next few days, divided into three times."

"Can it really cure my mother?" The boy carefully closed the lid, his eyes full of hope.

John also looked at the little pigeon nervously.

The little pigeon was already hungry. He took a bite of the hard bread from the kitchen and said vaguely, "It should be okay, but if you wait any longer, it won't work. Let's try it!"

Her unreliable words and actions made John, a good-tempered man, feel the urge to beat her up.

The little boy was so scared that his hands started shaking and tears came out. He turned around trembling and carefully brought the medicine up.

John's forehead was bulging with veins, but seeing her chewing the sweet bread, he was filled with guilt. "Oh, my God, how could I have such thoughts? God, please forgive me!"

John made the sign of the cross, and the little pigeon giggled. He held the bread in one hand and held his hand with the other. "Daddy, let's go and take a look. If I get beaten, you can still hold the burden for me in front."

John "..."

John sighed and picked up the little pigeon. "Don't be afraid. You are doing a good deed. Maybe your mysterious oriental power will help them."

"Daddy~ you are so nice~" The little pigeon was really touched. It felt so good that her daddy protected her wholeheartedly.

Old John couldn't laugh. He walked heavily to the stairs and swallowed. "Do those herbs really cure diseases?"

The little pigeon just bit the bread hard, but nothing came out of its mouth. It looked down and saw a tooth stuck in the bread. The little pigeon smiled and handed the bread forward, "Daddy, I took a bite of this bread, hahaha."

John "..."

[Forget it, he's still a child, maybe it will be useful?!]

"Put it away for me. Put it under your pillow when you sleep, and then you can exchange it for gold coins from the Tooth Fairy." John took out the tooth and put it in his pocket.

"Daddy, you are so childish!" The little pigeon blinked and licked the empty and slightly itchy tooth cavity.

John wiped his face and said, "Good boy, stop talking!"

At this time they reached the door and only heard the boy crying loudly.

John was so nervous that he put down the little pigeon and went into the house.

The little pigeon followed behind him, shook his head and smiled, "What a good pastor."

Inside the house, the boy's mother looked much better, and John also witnessed the miracle. The boy lay on the bed and cried loudly to vent his fear.

Everything is going in a good direction.

The boy's name was Joey Wesley, and he had grown into a little man. After the matter was settled, he took the initiative to give them a cow as a gift.

John and Little Dove did not want them, but stayed there temporarily, waiting for the child's father to come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and then they would discuss how to transport the cows.

Of course Joey had no objection, but was happy to help them clean up the room.

John looked at the crazy girl running wildly in the pasture, riding horses and cattle with Joey, and herding sheep, and sighed in his heart, "A magical oriental doll..."

What John didn't know was that the little pigeon wasn't actually running around madly, but was actually doing something big.

This grassland is very large and has been the ancestral property of the Wesley family for three generations. However, after the advent of the industrial age, they failed to keep up with the trend in time.

Now many people are eyeing their ancestral property, and Little Pigeon has set his eyes on this big piece of cake.

"I will invest in harvesters, trucks, slaughterhouses, and other industrial equipment. For the next 50 years, you will give me 45% of your net profits every year."

"Can you understand?" The little pigeon asked the boy nonchalantly while riding on the horse.

Joey looked at her like she was stupid, "I'm very grateful that you cured my mother, but you're still young, I won't bully you, and I'll buy the cow for a much cheaper price."

The little pigeon smiled, bent down to pick a blade of grass, pinched off the head and tail, then tore out the grass stem in the middle, put the grass stem on his finger, and then aimed it at Joey's butt.

The little pigeon made a gun-aiming gesture and said to him, "Joey Wesley, I now solemnly declare that you will pay the price for your arrogance and prejudice."

Joey was amused by her, and the next moment the little pigeon shot out the grass stem, which pierced the horse's butt straight.

The horse felt the pain, neighed, and raised its front hooves to run away suddenly!