It's still a little dark outside, the orange-red sun has just emerged from the top of the mountain not far away, and the sparkling white clouds are rendered from near and far into gradients of red, gold, yellow, until they are pale white, and finally dissipate into the clear blue sky, which is beautiful.

Cheng Weixi sighed: "It's so beautiful." ”

Chenying couldn't see this group of mortals who had never seen the world: "Behind that mountain is Yanggu. Have you ever heard of 'the sun rises in the valley and the world is bright'? It is Yanggu, which is the place where the sun rises, can it not be beautiful?"

Cheng Weixi didn't dare to refute. How can a person not bow his head under the eaves, his little fist and foot kung fu is no problem to deal with a few big men, but he is invincible to the dust and moves his fingers.

His uncle, this feeling of being hung and beaten is really sour.

Cheng Weixi was taken to another courtyard, which looked like a small farm yard, with a simple wooden house standing in the middle of the courtyard, and on the right side of the courtyard was a vegetable garden surrounded by stones.

Because it is still spring, the vegetables are very delicate, Cheng Weixi roughly counted, there are seven or eight different categories, cabbage, young leeks, eggplant seedlings, pepper seedlings, cucumber seedlings, shallots seedlings......

You can imagine what kind of fruitful harvest it will be in the summer.

On the left side of the courtyard is a well, with a large pile of thick wood next to it, and half-sized chickens, ducks and geese running all over the ground.

Cheng Weixi was in a trance, is this the Eight Desolations Huashan, or is it the world's Huahua Farmhouse?

Dusty gloated and pointed to the wood: "Oh, your mission." ”

Cheng Weixi looked at the pile of wood in front of him that was thicker than his waist, and felt deeply disturbed.

You are all gods, you all have spiritual powers, I will fly out obediently with my fingers, and I still need mortals to use axes to chop wood?

Anyway, what is the use of splitting wood? Do you want to make a tablet for yourself? Grandma Chenying will even say OK, do you still need to use wood to burn a big stove for cooking here?

Chenying seemed to hear her belly slander, and was quite proud: "Chopping wood is for you to kill time, otherwise, what else can you human brides do here?" Doing nothing will be boring, boring will be cranky, sad and sad, and then it will harass me." ”

It is customary to answer questions that others have not asked in advance, so as to gag others' mouths at one time: "Do you want to ask other brides to chop firewood? Of course not, embroidery, sprinkling, raising chickens, reading, farming, in short, there are many ways to kill time." ”

"For example, Yun Niang, who just passed away, usually likes to live here to grow vegetables and raise poultry, and the former Pei'er, she loves to sit in Tongchen Zhai every day and embroider on the patterns...... However, you are different, you have a lot of strength, and you have to find some work that suits your temperament. ”

“......”

Cheng Weixi couldn't cry or laugh: Actually, I can also lie in bed and eat and sleep, sleep and eat, and I will definitely not be bored.

Dusty Yingsai gave her a dry steamed bun: "This is your breakfast, hurry up and work after eating, and obediently finish chopping all these woods." ”

Cheng Weixi laughed and laughed.

Even if the sacrificial bride is worthless and has no status, she can still be a maid, so there is no need to be so harsh, right? I'm afraid that the punch in the morning will make this grandmother hold a grudge.

She looked at the pile of wood at her feet, could it be that the real way to die in this life is actually to chop wood and die of exhaustion?

I don't know how long the dry steamed bun in my hand has been placed, and it can be used as a hidden weapon.

There were a few suspicious green dots on the chapped scalp, and the edges of the flight were as hard as a sharp knife, stinging her fingers. Doesn't this cause diarrhea?

She cast her gaze to the cabin in the courtyard. According to Fang Caiying's words, this wooden house should be where Yun Niang usually lives.

These poultry, vegetables and vegetables should also be taken care of by her, simple and meticulous, poor and trivial, I think it is Yun Niang's hard work for many years.

It is common sense to infer that Yun Niang, who loves life so much, must have stockpiled food, that is, there may be other food in that cabin.

But after thinking about it, she didn't enter the cabin.

Yun Niang, who worked so hard to live seriously, was so happy to die last night. If she hadn't seen through the world and looked down on life and death, just the life in this courtyard and the vegetables in the garden would be enough for her to give up.

It can be seen that Yun Niang has let go of everything before and after her death, and she has no worries.

Although there is only one side, Cheng Weixi has a little respect for Yun Niang because of this transparency and freedom.

The deceased is greater, and the place where he lived should be revered for a few days.

Breaking open the steamed bun vigorously, the part of it has not deteriorated, she carefully picked off the edible part, put it in her mouth and chewed it a few times, she didn't want it to taste good, there was a wheat fragrance, the more she chewed, the sweeter it became.

When I looked at the vegetables in the garden, they were still sparse and seedlings, only the shallots were very luxuriant, as if they had not had time to sprout after they had grown.

Cheng Weixi pulled out some stout ones, washed them with well water, and ate them with steamed buns, which also made a good breakfast.

A few chicks and ducklings chirped at their feet, not afraid of people, and occasionally a few leisurely slipped to the side of the wooden house, along the lower edge of the dilapidated door panel, shrank their heads, and then got into the wooden house, and walked out as if they were in a no-man's land.

They don't know that their owner has died, and they don't worry about their future lives.

Cheng Weixi broke the inedible part of the steamed bun and sprinkled it on the ground, and the young little beings ate it happily.

She sighed: "Fortunately, I'm here, Grandma Chenying doesn't look like she will take care of you, if I leave, what will you do?

The chirping sound is in the ears, it is still the sound of cheerful eating, I don't know troubles, I don't know sorrow, I don't know fear.

Cheng Weixi smiled: "Stupid chicken, stupid duck and stupid goose, just to scare you, how can I eat you...... If you want to eat, you have to wait to get fat!"

She stooped down and picked up the axe at her feet, and stood a thick piece of wood on the ground, splitting it as if it were dust. I don't know the essentials for a while, it's not right, or it can't be split, and it's just a small pile of splits.

The sun gradually rose, and beads of sweat appeared on Cheng Weixi's forehead.

Just as she was about to rest for a while, a gust of wind suddenly hit behind her, and she immediately felt a murderous aura from her years of boxing experience. But she didn't dodge, she habitually turned around and came with a sharp roundhouse kick.

Before the action was completed, I suddenly remembered that everyone here had spiritual power.

So she flew out again with pleasure and landed in the great pile of wood.

How can this be reasonable, not to be so bullying?

Angry eyes forward, but not dust.

A short man in a black cloak stood not far away, the brim of the cloak was low, covering his face, and it was impossible to see whether it was a man or a woman, old or young.

As soon as this person grabbed it with both hands, Cheng Weixi felt that he was pinched his throat fiercely, and pain and suffocation followed.

She reached out and grabbed the log at her side and threw it at the man.

Not surprisingly, the wood broke into slag out of thin air, as if it were a joke, and a gust of wind blew away without a trace.

Obviously he didn't suffer a loss, but the man seemed to be offended, and a purple light rose around him.

He let go of his hands, his body soared into the air, and suddenly turned around, turning into a bee the size of a mandarin duck, its wings vibrating and making a tooth-aching buzzing sound, and a bee needle behind him, glowing with a dangerous purple light.

Off topic:

Yanggu: According to the records of "Yaodian", Yanggu in the Tang (Yao) and Yu (Shun) periods was the Jiaodong Peninsula where Yantai City is located today. It is the place where the sun rises in legend.