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Miao Li ran to the door in a few steps and forcefully opened the two doors.

Sure enough, Bush Leaf was standing outside the door, and in each hand he was dragging a beast the size of a calf.

Raised his feet and came to the courtyard, threw the beast in his hand on the ground with two pops, and then washed his face with a lot of blood droplets with the water brought by Xiao Ju.

It was only then that the old woman, who had stood beside the two dead beasts on the ground and had not spoken for a long time, said in disbelief:

"Little brother, did you really kill you?"

The surprise in his tone was heard even by the youngest Miao Li.

Without waiting for Cong Ye to answer, the old woman continued:

"For many years, the people in our area have been suffering from the scourge of these beasts. Neither crops nor poultry are spared by these things. ”

"Grandma, what kind of monsters are these?"

Not only did Miao Li not know, but Princess Caiyun and the others had never seen such a monster.

It has a boar-like body, but it has a mouse-like head, two curved and sharp fangs, small ears stand straight up, and the fur on its body is black and shiny. The limbs are thick and short, with a long tail dragging behind him.

"We didn't have this monster here a long time ago, it only appeared since tungsten stone came down. Because it has a rat head, everyone calls it a giant rat. ”

As soon as he heard the name Shuo Rat, Cong Ye couldn't help asking:

"Can you eat it?"

"Not only is it delicious, but it's also delicious. In the past, this beast was used as a tribute, and it was necessary to pay tribute to the imperial court every year. It's just that as the young and middle-aged people have gone to the battlefield to tear them apart, no one has been able to hunt these giant rats for many years. ”

"In that case, I'll go and fight more and come back."

Seeing that Cong Ye raised his feet and was about to go out again, first Miao Li and Zeng Jing flashed and blocked his way, and the old woman also trembled and said:

"Little brother, don't be in a hurry, it's getting late, let's wait until dawn to go." When the time comes, it will be safer to call the people in the village. ”

Cong Ye thought to himself, so he stopped, turned over and came back and began to disembowel the skin, Miao Li and Zeng Jing's two daughters did housework when they were at home, so they helped the old woman to make a fire together, and soon there was a tempting smell of meat in the small courtyard.

Not long after, there was another knock on the courtyard door of the old woman's house.

When I opened it, it turned out to be neighbors who smelled the smell of meat and rushed over, in twos and threes, and soon more than a dozen families arrived.

While tasting the long-lost aroma of meat, he complimented the young man Cong Ye, who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Fortunately, they are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and no one pays too much attention to the beauty of the seven girls around Cong Ye.

At night, after making love, Miao Li brought up the old words again, hoping to help the old woman more, and Cong Ye naturally agreed.

In this way, eight people lived in Sanjia Village for ten days.

During this period, with the assistance of the villagers, a total of fifteen rats were hunted, and then they planned to leave.

The night before leaving, the old woman hesitated for a long time, and finally returned to the north house where she lived and took out a thing, and gently handed it to Cong Ye.

"Little brother, this thing has been left at home for some years. Forty years ago, twenty years after tungsten stone fell from the sky, when I was enjoying the shade in the courtyard, this stone suddenly fell from the sky. Not only did it start a fire that almost burned me to death,"

As he spoke, he pointed to the scars on his face and head, and continued:

"My wife died in that fire."

As he listened, Congye flipped through a fist-sized black stone in his hand.

Surprised, he asked:

"Old man, is this also tungsten stone?"

"Yes, don't look small, it also has the ability to seep water droplets on rainy days, and the ability to sound the alarm whenever a natural disaster comes."

When Cong Ye heard it, how could he accept such a valuable treasure? Hurriedly handed it back to the old woman. But the old woman said that she would not take it back, but said to Cong Ye:

"Little brother, listen to me, it's not for you. One is to thank you for calling the rats for me, this meat is enough for me to coil for a few months. In addition, I want to ask my little brother to pay more attention to my children and grandchildren who have been transferred to the battlefield after leaving. ”

It has long been known that the old woman has three sons and seven grandsons who have been drawn to the battlefield, but their names are not known. When the old woman said the names of her children and grandchildren one by one, Cong Ye and several people silently remembered it in their hearts.

Everyone knows that after so many years of no news, the chances of still being alive in the world are already very small.

Cong Ye still didn't want to accept the fist-sized tungsten stone, but the old woman insisted on giving it to him.

"Little brother, since the children and grandchildren were taken to fight, the daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law have also left one after another. My wife is alone, and I don't have much time left. Sooner or later, this stone will be given to someone else. If my brother feels sorry for it, when I find my children and grandchildren, I will pass it on to them. ”

Hearing the old woman say this, Cong Ye reluctantly accepted it.

Before leaving in the morning, Princess Caiyun asked Xiaomei to leave a hundred taels of silver for the old woman. If there is no accident, it will be enough for the old woman to spend the rest of her life.

Leaving Sanjia Village, according to the instructions of the people in the village, the eight of them walked due east, the nearest city.

The people in the village said that there were three or four days to walk, but because Miao Li liked the scenery in the wilderness, she stopped and walked every day, and Cong Ye also felt that there was nothing serious anyway, and it didn't matter if she walked slowly. So, knowing that it was five days later, they came outside the city.

Looking at the three big characters on the city gate, Xiao Ju whispered:

"Embroidery City, why is it called such a strange name?"

On the contrary, Zeng Jing seemed to be aroused by this name, and stood next to him for a while and bowed his head and was speechless.

"Xiao Jing, what's wrong?"

Hearing Xiaolan's inquiry, Miao Li grabbed the conversation and said:

"Sister Jing must be homesick."

"Really, Xiaojing?"

"No, don't listen to Xiaoli's nonsense."

After hesitating for a moment, Zeng Jingcai explained:

"When I was a child, I was very fond of embroidery, and my mother was willing to teach me. It's just that when I was eight years old, my mother died of illness, and since my stepmother came into the house, I was not allowed to embroider anymore, and I was always asked to do some rough and energetic work. It wasn't until I heard that there was a draft in the palace that I changed my mind and found someone to start teaching me to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, hoping that I would be selected, and the good family would follow. ”

It was the first time I heard Zeng Jing talk about his life experience, Cong Ye couldn't help but reach out and pull Zeng Jing into his arms, comforting him:

"It's all over, don't think about it anymore. Who else in the family loves Xiaojing the most? ”

Zeng Jing actually shook his head.

At this time, Miao Li hurriedly said:

"Sister Jing is alone, and the other brothers and sisters are not related."

Although Miao Li said very generally, everyone still understood. That is, Zeng Jing's biological mother only has one child, and the rest are born to her stepmother. From this, it is not difficult to imagine the torment that Zeng Jing suffered at home.

"What about you, Xiaoli?"

"I, I'm nothing."

Although she said that it was nothing, Miao Li's eyes were still red, and she hurriedly lowered her head.