In the cold winter of Layue, the cold wind is bone-chilling, but in a steaming place on this Mangshan Mountain, there is a group of people who are in full swing.

In the middle of the day, this diversion canal has spread down dozens of zhang, but the men of Qingniu Village have no intention of stopping and resting, wiping the sweat from lying down on their foreheads, still stopping and not stopping, and because of their hard work, the diversion canal is getting longer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sitting on the rocks not far from the hot spring, he turned over the hind legs of the pig that had been roasted in his hand and began to drip oil, and shouted to the crowd that was already a little panting, "Let's rest for a while, this wild boar meat is roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, it is the time to eat it, wash your hands, and one person will share a piece to pad your stomach first!"

Although the cold wind was bone-chilling, the aroma of the roasted wild boar still penetrated into their nostrils from time to time, tempting their appetite, and the silky fragrance seemed to make their bodies that had been tired for a long time become extremely relaxed.

"When I came, I was still wondering, why didn't you ask everyone to bring dry food, but now I understand, this Mangshan, now it comes and goes as freely as your backyard, who would have thought that this Mangshan, which we used to want to walk around, is now sitting here safely and eating wild boar! Hmph..... God, it's still so hard to fathom......"

A group of men walked towards the open space cleared next to the hot spring, and one of them said with emotion on his face, but saw that he threw the shovel that he had been holding in his hand, and then sat on the ground as if he had unloaded his strength and cursed.

"Okay, okay, Tiangong's face is already difficult to suspect, now we just need to live well, and live hard is worthy of ourselves and our ancestors!" A man who walked side by side with him also threw the shovel aside with his movements, and then muttered dissatisfiedly

"Why are you still sitting down? Just wash your hands with the hot spring water, let's eat, this roasted golden and oily wild boar, you don't want to be hungry when you look at it?" I don't wait for you, smell this smell, my stomach is already howling!" the man said, and after slapping his body, he went straight to the hot spring, leaving the man he had just been talking to cry and laugh.

Not Xiao tea, the hot spring by the fire of the wild boar roast sat in a circle of people, the golden boar that was dismembered and roasted was also decreasing at a visible speed to the naked eye, they touched their shoulders, holding the fragrant roast pork in their hands and laughing, as if they had long forgotten that the soldiers of the Xiliang people came to the city a few days ago.

"We spent a lot of time on the mountain today, but this diversion canal is different from the road we took when we came, and now we are digging the shortest and most labor-saving road, this cold winter wax moon, the land is inevitably hard, everyone overcome! When the river surrounds the city tower, the safety of our village will be absolutely guaranteed. ”

Jinxiu sat high on the stones next to the hot spring, looking into the distance, but his mouth ruthlessly interrupted this rare harmonious atmosphere: "Two miles more, this diversion canal is almost over! Before sunset, can you finish it?"

"What's not to do? This whole wild boar has entered our stomachs, if we can't even do this little bit of work, then what kind of old man is it! Jinxiu, you see, we must finish this little work before sunset, and then open this gap, and then repair it, and tomorrow will be able to sleep peacefully at home!"

A man patted his round belly, raised his hand to wipe the oil from the corner of his mouth, slapped his chest with a bang, and assured Jinxiu.

"That is, if this hot spring water really flows outside the city, then our village will probably become famous in this radius of a hundred miles!" a man saw him like this, swallowed the last mouthful of pork in his hand, and said.

"What stupid things to say, hurry up and get to work! It's good to be famous? And then be like the Lai father and son, because of simple jealousy, so that others can harm us? Talk less big, do more work, two miles of land! Everyone have to hurry!"

When Third Uncle Yang saw their proud appearance, he couldn't help but sound the Lai father and son who were beaten that day with a bloody back, and at that moment, he wiped the oil flowers on his hands, got up and lifted the shovel, and shouted at the crowd in a deep voice.

"Hey, yes, work! work!" The reprimanded men were not angry, they patted the sticky dirt on their clothes with a hippie smile, and hurriedly got up and lifted the shovel!

Jinxiu smiled at all this in front of her, silently sitting on the stone slab and looking at the Qingniu Village in front of her, there was no quiet and leisurely past, and there was no curling smoke that could be seen at a glance, but all this was always unavoidable.

The sun was gradually setting, and Jinxiu sat motionless on the rocks for an afternoon, but in this seemingly calm woods, there was an undercurrent surging, and a beast that had always loved would faint silently when it came into contact with this area, from a gray wolf foraging for food, to a delicate white rabbit.....

Another sound in the grass, Jinxiu's brows moved, but her body was still like a sculpture, facing the afterglow of the sunset, a few people crawled out of the ditch that had been reclaimed below, waving their arms and shouting excitedly at Jinxiu, "Sister Jinxiu, the diversion ditch has been dug!"

Hearing this, a flash of brightness flashed in Jinxiu's eyes, flicked his sleeves and stood up, and responded, "Okay!

"Huh!" The person who waved his hand and shouted was Yang Baimu, seeing such an indifferent Jinxiu, he couldn't help but restrain a little bit of his jump, and reported to Jinxiu seriously, "Hehe, a few of us rushed back first, and told grandpa that not only dug the drainage ditch but also shot several wild boars, but his old man was very happy." ”

As soon as Yang Baimu's words fell, the voice of Yang Sanshu roared under the slope behind him, "I said that you stinky boy, you are not small, this deep mountain and old forest, if you don't have Yisheng to follow, what if something happens?"

Yang Baimu shrunk his neck when he heard this, smiled at Jinxiu with some embarrassment, hid behind the young men who came with him, and stopped talking.

"Third Uncle Yang, ask a few people to carry these wild boars back to the village with Brother Yisheng first! For the rest, let's stay here and see if there is anything else that needs to be repaired in this diversion canal, if it's okay, we can take advantage of the dawn to go back to the village to share pork to eat!"

"You girl!" Third Uncle Yang laughed and scolded, in the end, he did not continue to entangle, but personally turned around and chose the candidate to send the wild boar back to the village, he turned around, Yang Baimu dared to mutter

"Dad just makes a big fuss, always saying that this Mangshan is terrible, so why have we been here for a day, except for a few wild boars, I haven't even seen the shadow of a beast........."

Without answering Yang Baimu's complaints, Jinxiu just glanced meaningfully at the forest covered by the wild grass.........