Hexi Village, a small village that can not be found on the map, is at the junction of Liaodong and the south, the village is not big, the population of hundreds of households, the geographical environment is quite superior, backed by the huge mountainous area of Liaodong, in front of the fertile land of thousands of acres, this will be the alternating season of spring and summer, the spring wheat has grown lovely, looking at thousands of miles, a piece of emerald green, the wheat waves are a thousand heavy, a quiet and leisurely rural scene.

Hexi villagers are simple and helpful, every busy farming season, ordinary villagers finish their own work, in their spare time to help those who go to the city to work at home parents and elders, the village is not common intrigues, small friction can not make a fuss, most of the east family cattle eat the wheat or rice of the west family, the east family shouts a few words, the west family comes to apologize, the so-called apology, in fact, it is just a drag on dozens of catties of home-brewed rice wine, come to the door to say no to the east family, everything will dissipate in the wine, What to do, what to do.

The people of Hexi Village are good at wine, with the uninhibited and uninhibited people of the Northeast, it is rare to have five big and three coarse, but the women are gentle and lovely, but the girls of ordinary people, the home-brewed rice wine can also be eaten in three bowls in one go, and the face is not red and not kicked.

The life of the villagers is as calm as water, plain and bland, the old farmers have been guarding the one acre and three points of land all their lives, most of them have no ideals to pursue this bullshit abstract thing, the ancestors found this acre and three points of land, after settling down, it seems that this land will be 'closed to the country', self-sufficient, except for the half of the people who have learned a lot of knowledge from Mr. Private School yearn for the outside world, go out to wander, in fact, it has not set off much of a wave, and there are only a handful of people who get ahead.

Most of the people in Hexi Village have the surname Zuo, and most of them are from their own families, so they can't make a fuss, or the young men in the village marry daughters-in-law from other villages, and the daughter-in-law is spicy. Don't dare to be too arrogant.

In the past few days, the originally quiet Hexi Village has set off huge waves.

Halfway up a hill not far from the head of the village, which has been looking at the villagers across the river, in the house of the old left head who lives alone with his daughter, there is a beautiful girl who is as beautiful as a fairy for no reason, and it is said that she is a distant relative of the old left head family.

This is not a big deal, but a few days ago, the son of the village chief went to find the old left head to weave a basket, and inadvertently saw the distant relative who defected to the old left, and was shocked for a while. Seeing and forgetting the vulgar, the half-grown guy didn't concentrate on reading, and he couldn't find a good word to describe the appearance of this beautiful girl, and after thinking about it for a long time, he held back a sentence that was quite literary: There are beautiful women in the north. Alluring the country and the city!

Where do peasant children know what is alluring to the city and the country, in fact, it is just a word seen on TV. At this moment, it looks like a stroke of genius. The half-grown guy blushed, forgetting to find the old left to weave a basket, muttered for a long time, then chose the way back, and returned home because he missed the right thing, and was almost beaten half to death by his own Lao Tzu.

Since then, the news of a fairy-like woman in the old left's house has spread throughout Hexi Village. The young men in the huge village who have not yet married their daughters-in-law began to live in their hearts, and they always went to the old left's house when they had nothing to do, for various reasons, and the purpose was naturally Sima Zhao's heart, which was known to passers-by.

Fortunately, that girl didn't put on a show. Talking to a group of guys is more than one to say and two to say, very ripe, which makes more young men in their hearts that are extremely excited, the old left two father and daughter depend on each other, now it is the season of rice weeding, not to mention, the young men in the village volunteered to help the old left head of the rice weeding, happy old left head happy to close his mouth.

The girl looks like a child in the city, but she is not as delicate as the people in the city, and she also helps the old and weak women and children in the village to do ordinary farm work in her spare time, and the well-behaved girl is talked about in the village, and most of the people in the village like this girl from the city, and they can't wait to have an extra son in their own family and marry this girl to go home as a daughter-in-law.

On this day, the sunset hung on the top of the mountain, reluctant to fall, the girl helped an old woman in the village to pick up the water, politely declined the old woman's kind invitation, changed into her own cloth shoes, and walked back to the old man's home alone.

The old woman leaned on the door, looking at the back of the girl who was getting farther away, the children in the family went to the city to work, the wife died early, the old woman's legs and feet were inconvenient, there was no running water in Hexi Village, and the water had to be picked by hand to a natural well half a mile away, the old woman was often alone and even had a problem with the draft, this girl came to the village for less than half a month, but she helped the old woman to do some ordinary work every day, not too bitter or tired.

"It's a good girl, why don't you have parents?" The old woman leaned against the door, shushing and sighing, and burst into tears.

The girl strolled through the village without intrigue, dressed in coarse linen and cloth shoes, stepping on the bluestone paved street, with a calm face and a peaceful mood.

"Wan'er, if you haven't eaten, you won't come to your aunt's house to eat, the rural people don't have anything to entertain you, but you have a bowl of full rice!" A middle-aged woman stood in her courtyard washing rice and cooking, and saw a girl who did not eat fireworks in the world walking past the door and greeted her warmly.

The girl turned around, smiling like a flower, and still declined with the same polite words.

Back at Lao Zuotou's house, Lao Zuotou's daughter had already prepared the meal, and Lao Zuotou sat on the rocking chair in front of the door by himself, humming the absurd opera Huangmei tune, and the days were leisurely and content.

The girl walked to the old left's side, pulled a small stool and sat down, glanced at the wing room not far away, and asked, "Uncle Zuo, is he still awake?" ”

The old left head opened his eyes, stared at the girl in front of him quietly, and said after a while: "The time has not come!" ”

The girl didn't answer, got up slowly, took the dishes and chopsticks with the daughter of the old left, put the table in front of the courtyard, routinely helped the old left-hand take a pot of rice wine from the village, and obediently poured a bowl for the old left-headed.

The daughter of the old left head is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and she is not bad-looking, but she is also hardworking and virtuous, but I don't know why she has not married yet, when she was young, the boys who pursued her were almost lined up from Hexi Village to Hedong Village next door, but after coming and going, this woman was still not tempted, and then the young men in the village also gave up their minds, and the matter was over.

"Tsing Yi, help Wan'er get a wine bowl, I want to have a drink with Wan'er!" The old left head called loudly into the room.

Zuo Qingyi answered, took two pairs of chopsticks, and sat down at the table with a smile. said: "Dad, I'm happy today, I'll also have a drink with Sister Wan'er!" ”

"You're a drunkard, what's the excuse?" The old left head glanced at his daughter and scolded with a smile.

Zuo Qingyi didn't answer, poured a bowl of rice wine, and drank it all.

Then he poured a bowl for the girl and a bowl for his father.

The girl raised the wine bowl and said, "Uncle Zuo, niece respects you!" ”

"Wait!" The old left suddenly raised his hand to stop the girl. said: "Wan'er, before drinking this bowl of wine, let me ask you a question!" ”

The girl frowned slightly.

"Do you still hate War Song?" The old left head asked.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously glanced at the wing, the man. Now lying unconscious in the wing, as for hatred. The girl herself is not clear.

Since that night, she and Yun Zhange have been hunted down by Hua Tianxiong's killers. He was seriously injured, and later almost died under Chen Qingyun's hands, but fortunately, Ye Yang, who was second on the Dragon List, Qin Song, who was ninth on the Dragon List, and Zuo Zhenghe, the younger brother of the old man in front of him, appeared and resolved the crisis.

And he was inexplicably brought to this small village by Zuo Zhenghe.

This old man in front of him. It was Zuo Zhenghe's elder brother, Zuo Zhengting, and Zuo Zhenghe, who brought them to this village. It's gone.

Yun Zhange was seriously injured, and for some reason he didn't wake up after falling asleep for a few days, the old left head soaked his body with Chinese medicine all day long, and he didn't know if Yun Zhange's guy hadn't eaten or drunk for a few days, and he hadn't cut off his qi, or if the old left head used some folk remedies to keep Yun Zhange's vitality.

Hate?

Dongfang Wan'er doesn't know, or still hate, it stands to reason that her father Dongfang Wuhou and her second uncle Dongfang Wenxiang both died because of Yun Zhange, and her uncle Duanmu was even killed by Yun Zhange himself, and the family feud is not shared, but in Hexi Village, Dongfang Wan'er felt the simple folk customs of the villagers and the unique quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the mountain village, and the hatred in her heart was also indifferent a lot.

"Niece do it first for respect!" Dongfang Wan'er avoided answering, lifted the wine bowl and drank it all.

For Dongfang Wan'er to avoid answering, the old left sighed, and then finished the bowl of wine, not a drop left.

"Old Zuotou, are you at home?" At this time, a voice came from outside the courtyard, and a head poked in, it was an ordinary rural boy, it was the son of the village chief, Zuo Erniu.

Since Zuo Erniu met Dongfang Wan'er that day, he has gone to Lao Zuotou's house more often than in recent years.

"Erniu, have you eaten it, if you haven't eaten it, let's go together!" The old left head greeted.

"No, I'll say a word to Sister Wan'er, and let's go!" As he spoke, the second cow on the left walked into the courtyard.

Dongfang Wan'er smiled and gave up her seat to Zuo Erniu, which caught this five-year-old man off guard and was flattered.

"Brother Erniu, what's wrong?" Dongfang Wan'er asked softly.

Zuo Qingyi and Lao Zuo looked at Zuo Erniu and twisted and pinched, and looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

"That, Sister Wan'er, during this time, there is nothing busy in the village, a few young men in the village plan to go into the mountains to hunt, and they plan to let you go with us to have a look, just see, with me, it's okay, I will definitely be able to hit a hundred catties of wild boar!" Zuo Erniu seemed to have mustered up enough courage, and his face turned red after he finished speaking.

Belch?

Dongfang Wan'er was stunned, looked at the old left head slightly puzzled, and then looked at the left Qingyi, puzzled.

"This" Zuo Qingyi covered the corners of her mouth lightly and said with a smile: "Sister Wan'er, there is an unwritten custom in the village, and men often beat wild boars of more than 100 catties for the girls they like as a dowry!" ”

Well?

Dongfang Wan'er was not a stupid person, when she heard Zuo Qingyi's words, she immediately understood Zuo Erniu's thoughts, and a bitter smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

From today's point of view, Zuo Erniu, a big boar of more than 100 catties, is really much heavier than the tens of millions of luxury cars of the group of gentlemen, because this is a sincere heart, Dongfang Wan'er, who has always rejected people thousands of miles away, does not know what to do at the moment, for fear that improper wording will make this simple and honest peasant guy have a shadow in his heart.

"That, Erniu, did you hunt and buy a good bow?" At this time, the old left head suddenly spoke.

Belch?

Zuo Erniu was slightly stunned and said, "I bought it!" ”

"What kind of bows are they? Monocoque bow, compound bow, single bow, recurve bow? The old left head asked.

"Yes, I can pull a 100-pound recurve bow!" Erniu raised his thick arm and said.

"Those gadgets, can you hit wild boars?" The old left head sneered, waved his hand, and said: "Erniu, to be honest with you, if you want to marry my distant daughter, you have to follow the old rules!" ”

Rumble!

The second cow on the left trembled.

There is a sandalwood bow in the old left's house, the shape is ordinary, but it is more difficult to pull away than a hundred-pound recurve bow, there are not a few people who pursue Zuo Qingyi back then, but the old left-headed set a rule, that is, who can pull away his own ordinary hunting, simple sandalwood bow, can become his son-in-law.

As a result, there was a huge village, and no one could pull the sandalwood bow!

"Tsing Yi, take out the bow!" The old left head ignored Zuo Erniu's stunned expression and said to Zuo Qingyi.

After a while, a huge sandalwood single bow appeared in front of him, Zuo Erniu couldn't help but beat a spirit, this bow, he knows, even if he has infinite strength, he will never be able to pull it away, even if you can pull a hundred pounds of recurve bow, but you may not be able to pull this sandalwood bow, the material of the bow is unknown, only the cowhide wrapped horns can be seen.

Dongfang Wan'er looked at the sandalwood single bow, and then looked at Zuo Erniu who looked stupid, and had a plan, and said to the old left: "Uncle Zuo, can you let me try?" ”

Belch?

Hearing this sentence, Zuo Erniu next to him looked incredible, such a seemingly weak girl wanted to pull away the sandalwood single bow in the old left head's house?

The old left's eyes narrowed slightly, Zuo Qingyi's face was calm, as if he was expected, and his heart was not turbulent.

The next moment, in the stunned look on Zuo Erniu's face, Dongfang Wan'er smiled slightly, talked and laughed, took the huge sandalwood single bow, hooked the thumb, and pressed the thumb with the index and middle fingers, which looked like a phoenix eye from the inside.

Then, Dongfang Wan'er's fingers suddenly forced.

call

The huge sandalwood single bow suddenly opened, and it turned out to be a phoenix-eyed buckle string?

Friends who like to play with bows know how difficult it is to buckle the string in the phoenix eye style!

At this moment, Dongfang Wan'er-

Unexpectedly, with a phoenix-eyed buckle string, it will hold the bow like a full moon!

The second bull on the left was dumbfounded, and his jaw fell to the ground! (To be continued......)