Zhang Ze fled with Mo Xiaohe secretly, rode on the horse prepared by Zhang Ze in advance, and was dusty all the way.

When I returned to Shili Street, it was already dusk.

The sunset was already red, sprinkled with red light, and fell on the low and dilapidated eaves of the people on Shili Street...... The doors of each house were closed, and the smoke rose one after another, reaching the sky.

Under the twilight, the sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the water is beautiful and the mountains are green, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep can be seen low.

Zhang Ze's bare feet full of mud, bare greasy and fleshy upper body, unkempt hair, has long lost the majesty of the past.

As soon as he entered the land of Shili Street, Zhang Ze lay on the back of the horse, dragged the big knife in his hand as a broom on the ground, and shouted weakly, "Mother! Mother!"

Aunt Chen, who had been doing business for a day, was cleaning the house, and she heard this ghost-like scream in a trance, and called her as her son's soul.

In the dim light and shadow, Mrs. Chen vaguely saw Zhang Ze on horseback, his voice was weak, and he thought that his son had been cut half to death, so frightened that she screamed, "Dad! Come out! Your son was hacked to death!"

In the area of Shili Street, where the people are fierce, it is not uncommon for brave and fierce hairy boys to go out to fight with others, be cut down with blood, and then let the horses drag back...... However, the people of Shili Street rely on the strength of the crowd, and they often carry knives to fight back.

As soon as Mrs. Chen shouted like this, she shouted out all the villagers in Shili Street, and the male Danfan, who could hold the knife, dragged dozens of meters of knives in his hand and poured out.

Zhang Hu was also so frightened that he jumped out without wearing shoes.

Zhang Hu is a well-known tough guy in this area, and he is also a well-known favorite son.

When he was younger, the naughty Zhang who often saw a big fart rode on his father's head to shit and pee, and slapped his old man's ass like a horse and shouted "Drive......!" Zhang Hu didn't say that he was reluctant to beat Zhang Ze, he was beaten by Zhang Ze, and he was reluctant to frown at Zhang Ze.

Although Zhang Hu can't give Zhang Ze the moon in the sky, he can still afford to give Zhang Ze a cow and a horse, and give Zhang Ze's own life.

Probably because I couldn't find Zhang Ze for a long time in the past few days, and I heard that Zhang Ze had made a storm in such a big place as the county seat, and Zhang Hu, who was still in his prime, suddenly had a lot of gray hair on his head, and he was also a lot haggard.

Now seeing his son lying on horseback in a half-dead state, Zhang Hu's heart hurts, and the tears of these five big and three thick tough guys flowed out, crying with Aunt Chen.

Zhang Hu carried Zhang Ze off the horse, and carried him like a baby, he trotted to his house barefoot, and the white hair and white hair that did not belong to this age were messy in the wind.

"Son, who can beat you! Ask your father to help you fight back, and your mother will wave the flag and shout behind you!"

Aunt Chen followed behind her ass and kissed and touched Zhang Ze's fat face covered with mud.

The old ladies were soft-hearted, looking worried, and tears flowed out. In these years, it is not easy for anyone to raise a son, and who is willing to be beaten into this virtue outside.

Zhang Hu put Zhang Ze on his bed, and the kind neighbors prepared hot water and towels for the hard-working couple, and a group of old ladies began to scrub Zhang Ze's body.

"Mother, can you stop poking it!

Just when the villagers thought that they were going to die, and they were anxious and worried, the big fat man Zhang screamed out, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

The eyes of the people around him were suddenly glazed.

Aunt Chen cried with joy, and after crying the bitter water that was scared in her heart, she began to be angry.

She really wanted to slap her son in the face, scolding him for being so ignorant, and running away from home without saying a word, do you know how many days and nights your father and mother couldn't sleep well, how many relationships they found, how much money they spent, and they almost died in a hurry.

Aunt Chen stretched out her hand and wanted to fight, but looking at Zhang Ze's meaty face, her heart softened again.

"Son, you haven't eaten well for a few days! You look like you've lost a lot of weight!" Aunt Chen patted Zhang Ze's big belly full of fat, coaxing like a baby, "Hurry up, my mother will make you a bowl of noodles to eat!"

"If you don't eat it, you won't grow up! How will you harm other people's yellow flower girls in the future!"

The old ladies in the township had no choice but to leave boringly.

Zhang Hu touched his eyes, only to find that he had shed tears and appeared in foreign appearance, and hurriedly went out to smoke the old men in the village, scolding and scolding in his mouth, "This little rabbit cub is really worry-free! I have to break his leg when I wake up!"

scolded and scolded and pretended to yawn, "Ouch! I haven't slept well for a few days, I'm so sleepy!"

Rubbing his eyes, Zhang Hu secretly glanced at Zhang Ze, afraid that his precious son would hear him scolding him.

......

Mo Xiaohe and Zhang Ze came back together.

But all the attention of the people on this ten-mile street is on Zhang Ze, who is pretending to be dead.

The door of Uncle Ying's house is now closed, and the door of his house seems to have been unattended, stained with dust and cobwebs.

Mo Xiaohe knocked for a long time before his sister opened the door.

Mo Xiaoyan has not changed for thousands of years, wearing that white floral Luo skirt, she still looks like a sixteen-year-old girl, her skin is very fair because she has not seen the light of day for many years, but it does not look like there is no lack of blood.

In the low house, only a candle was burning in Mo Xiaoyan's house, and Mo Xiaohe's bedroom door was tightly closed, and it seemed that no one had entered it in the past half a month.

Mo Xiaohe always felt that Mo Xiaoyan was stupid, but he should always know that he was his brother. Half a month is not seen, it is not long, I dare not say that I miss it like a river bursting the embankment, and I can't do it when I hug each other and cry speechlessly, but it is not short to say that it is not short, there must be a greeting, at least give a reassuring look, right?

But Mo Xiaoyan opened the door and walked into his bedroom, and he didn't ask Mo Xiaohe to enter the door, it was still an ancient well, or it was as cold as frost.

Sister and brother have been dependent on each other for more than ten years, and it seems that if there is no oneself, my sister Mo Xiaoyan will be like that.

Listening to the noise outside the house, listening to Aunt Chen's heartfelt baby shouting Zhang Ze, and then looking at his yellow, black and yellowed home, his sister who cherishes words like gold, Mo Xiaohe always feels that his heart is not a thing.

Outside, no matter how calm and calm he is, he is the first to fight the sword world without fear...... But he must be a fourteen-year-old brother at home, right? His sister was so stupid that she didn't even recognize her brother, and she didn't know who had abducted her one day.

Mo Xiaohe rode a horse for a day, he was tired from the bumps, and he was a little hungry, so he went to rummage through the pot, but there was not half a grain of rice...... He himself was too lazy to toss, so he simply took a so-so shower, closed the door, hid in the bedroom with his head covered and his face, and fell asleep in the dark.

This sleep went straight to the early morning of the first day, and Mo Xiaohe woke up to a noisy knock on the door.

New embroideries and couplets have been placed under the eaves of the house, and it seems that Mo Xiaoyan got up early today to take care of them.

The morning light has climbed into the air, and people are coming and going under the dust of Shili Street, and the fat Aunt Ying is holding a big bowl of rice in her hand and grinning, "Xiaohezi? I heard that you came back yesterday? ”

Chicken thighs, an egg, and stir-fried potatoes with vegetables are added to the rice...... This is a good thing that can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year for poor villagers.

Mo Xiaohe, who had not eaten fireworks in the world for a whole day, was so hungry that his eyes were dark, he couldn't care about his image, and he didn't wash anymore, so he thanked him and brought it to the house to eat.

"What kind of situation is it in the county? Are the girls in the city sassy, and their buttocks are not round?" The city lady dragged her fat body, her big head approached Mo Xiaohe, and her eyebrows rolled, "I guess it's probably not as young as Aunt Ying, right?"

Mo Xiaohe patronized and ate, silent.

"You don't know! When I was young, Auntie, I was a famous beauty in this area!" Aunt Chen didn't care whether Mo Xiaohe listened or not, and said foamingly, "Thirty years ago, which boy in this area of Shili Town didn't drool when he saw the old lady, and shouted the beauty A Lanying?"

Mo Xiaohe looked at the old and still coquettish bloated Ying Auntie, and frowned tightly.

Aunt Ying has heard these hundreds of years of, he has heard it no less than ten times.

"Now you are also a character who has been to the county seat and seen the world!" "The more Aunt Ying said, the more she said, "Give the eldest lady a comment! Are the girls in the city full of rouge and gouache smell more beautiful than the eldest lady?"

Aunt Ying said and pointed to the outside of Mo Xiaohe's house, which was the direction of Uncle Ying's long-term sunbathing, "Comment on the eldest lady again! The half-dead old man outside the house, is he worthy of the temperament of the eldest mother?!"

Mo Xiaohe didn't dare to laugh if he wanted to laugh, he only stuffed his mouth with rice and chicken legs, and he didn't swallow it, his body kept going, exhausting his strength to eat milk, and the rice in his mouth and the words in his mouth squirted out together, "Not worthy!"

As soon as the words fell, the earth suddenly shook, and on the eaves of Mo Xiaohe's house, dust was scattered from the sky.

There was the sound of the wind and horses.

The villagers of Shilijie rushed out of the house, and they all craned their necks to look into the distance...... I saw the smoke and dust rolling, the cattle and sheep scattered, and the weeping willows on both sides shook, but there was no human habit.

Only a few hundred Royal Forest Army in Ximen County could make such a big move.

Mo Xiaohe hurriedly finished the last bowl of rice.