Panshu Village, at this time the young strong men in the village are working hard in the fields, coinciding with the autumn high weather, fortunately not too hard, due to the influence of the terrain, most of the harvest is rice, wheat and cotton and other crops, fortunately this year's harvest is good, it seems that you can go to the town to sell a good price in the coming year, add some practical objects to the family.

On the edge of the village of Panshu Village, a place that was still ruins a few days ago, there was actually a house, and sure enough, it was still a beautiful new house, and when the people in the village came back from farming, they couldn't help but stop and take a look, and sometimes when they met the owner of this house, they couldn't help but praise it.

The house, like the rest of the houses in the village, was freshly dried and braided, but the walls were built little by little by the owner of the house with weeds and mud. From the outside, you can see that there are four rooms, a kitchen, a lobby, and the other two are sleeping rooms.

If you want to ask why there are two beds for this sleep, you have to say that the mistress of the house brought a man back a few days ago, and naturally asked for two rooms.

"Amu, are you alright?"

Xiaolan shouted to the man on the roof at the bottom, today's sun is extraordinarily hot, and after a while, Xiaolan's neck is already dripping with sweat, and she looks at Xiaolan's gaze, and she sees that person is wearing a ** upper body, and the original fair skin is no different from the people in the village after the explosion in the past few days.

Amu spread the last piece of thatch in that place, pressed the nails with bamboo sticks, and when he heard Xiaolan's call, he smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it had been covered.

Seeing Amu waving his hand, Xiaolan hurriedly ran to the road and lit the firecracker that had been placed for a long time.

The crackling of firecrackers soon attracted the people of the village, as a common tradition in the village, to make a new house, the villagers naturally want to go to the scene to be happy.

After a while, Xiaolan's house was full of people, of course, most of them were women, and at this time, Amu, who was still on the roof, spilled the fructose he bought from the town a few days ago according to Xiaolan's instructions, and the women robbed one after another.

After a while, some of the women had a handful of candy in their hands, while others had not grabbed anything, and naturally they were a little remorseful, feeling that they had not been blessed, and then went home to make a fire and cook in despair.

The women who caught the fructose looked at Xiaolan with a smile, and they all invited the two of them to their house for a meal, and Xiaolan refused one by one with a smile.

Seeing Xiaolan's refusal, the women were not annoyed, after all, this was also polite, and after greeting for a while, they each said that they still had living people to eat, and then left.

Looking at the departing people, Xiaolan exhaled happily, and then looked back at her new home, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

At this time, Amu also came down from the roof, looked at Xiaolan hungrily, and whispered: "Xiaolan, I'm hungry......"

Seeing this, Xiaolan couldn't help but smile, at this time she was also a little embarrassed, the kitchen items had not been finished yet, so she could only reluctantly settle it.

Xiaolan immediately patted Amu's shoulder and said with a smile, "Want to eat?"

Amu nodded hurriedly.

"Come to the kitchen and help me make a fire, and I'll give you a taste of my craft today. ”

Immediately, on the side of the newly built house, a faint smoke rose from the chimney......

Amu was very skilled in lighting a fire, and Xiaolan teased dumbly: "I didn't expect you to be able to teach this, it seems that you were also a child of a hard-working family before you lost your memory." ”

Xiaolan was cooking over and over again, and her mind was constantly making up for the poor life before the man who made the fire, and the more she thought about it, the more distressed she became, and then she choked up on Amu and said: "Amu, you will live with me in the future, and I will support you in the future to ensure that you will not suffer!"

Amu couldn't help but be stunned, looking at the girl who wanted to cry first, she was really the second monk who couldn't figure out her brain, but since she said so, she couldn't say anything, so she nodded happily.

Said that it was not fast, the meal was ready, Amu hurriedly took the dishes and chopsticks and wanted to serve the rice, and opened the lid of the pot impatiently, and then his hand hurt, it turned out that Xiaolan hit him.

I saw Xiaolan say angrily: "Look at your anxious look, put the bowl down, you go and sit on the table, and I'll serve the meal." ”

Amu, who was a little depressed, immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks and returned to sit on the table.

After a while, Xiaolan came out of the kitchen with two bowls of rice, put one of the bowls in front of him, and motioned for him to eat.

Looking at the three plates of side dishes on this table, although there is no big fish and meat, it is enough to make Amu's index finger move.

Soon there was a clear difference between the eating appearance of the two, compared to Amu's gobbling, Xiaolan's chewing and slow swallowing was indeed more pleasing to the eye.

Xiaolan looked at the man opposite her eating frantically, couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help but put the food in his bowl.

While eating, Xiaolan suddenly looked outside after a moment of silence, and said softly: "Amu, let's get this house done today, and we will go to the field tomorrow to harvest the crops, okay?"

Amu nodded over and over again, Xiaolan couldn't help but say a little angrily: "You can't object to it!"

Amu stopped the dishes and chopsticks at this time, looked at Xiaolan and said seriously: "As long as you say it, I feel right." With that, he continued to destroy the food in the bowl.

Hearing Amu's words, Xiaolan's heart warmed, and she felt that Amu from her own family was good, and she was really like a family......

The Open Heaven Sword Sect is like spring all year round, although it is autumn at this time, the temperature is still as warm as that spring, at this time, on the Moyu Peak, a woman is silently standing on the top of the peak and quietly looking into the distance.

The woman's eyes were extremely charming, and her slender figure added a touch of temperament to the already tree-lined peak, although her eyes were extremely beautiful, but her face was covered by the pink but faintly transparent sand curtain.

"Xin'er ......"

At this moment, a voice shouted behind the woman, and the woman immediately turned around, slowly walked to the old woman's side, squinted and smiled, although her face was covered, her slightly squinted eyes undoubtedly explained that she was laughing.

"Are you thinking about that guy again?"

The old woman sighed, since her apprentice woke up, she has been staying here every day, and she doesn't have to think about it to know who she is thinking.

When the woman heard the master's words, she immediately lowered her brows and said, "It's all because of me that he disappeared......"

The old woman immediately said angrily: "Who said it's because of you, if that stinky boy comes back, I will definitely want him to live rather than die!"

When the woman heard her master say such vicious words, she immediately knelt down in a panic, choked up and said, "Master, don't blame him, he also went mad at that time to save people." ”

Then the woman looked at the angry master with tears in her eyes, and then laughed miserably: "If he hadn't blocked that sword in vain, he wouldn't have come to his senses and didn't cause a catastrophe." ”

The old woman sighed, slowly bent down to help the woman, and left lonely.

"Alas, idiot......"

The woman's eyes were still filled with tears, and she couldn't help but look back into the distance, as if she was expecting someone to return that day.

When I returned to the room, I saw the woman slowly walking to the dresser and sitting down, and then slowly removing the curtain, the woman looked at herself in the mirror, stunned.

"Silly melon, if you come back and see me like this, will you still want me?"

I saw that the appearance of the woman in the mirror was a delicate and beautiful face, but if you look closely, you will find that the right side of the woman's face in the mirror has a scar the size of the bottom of a bowl, which instantly destroys the face of this woman who should be beautiful.

Looking at herself in the mirror, the woman couldn't help but burst into tears like pearls, and finally couldn't help but lie on the dresser and cry loudly.

"Silly melon, where the hell are you, Xin'er misses you so much......"

The old woman who was standing not far from the room, hearing the crying in the room, couldn't help but feel distressed again, moved her steps, but finally stopped again, and finally sighed and left.

On the Emperor Peak, a scene that is the same as that of Moyu Peak miraculously emerged, only to see a woman in white standing on the edge of the cliff silently looking into the distance, her eyes were deep, it was an ordinary disciple's clothing, and she was even more immortal when she wore it, and she looked in the direction that the woman in white was looking at, it was the direction of the sect, and she seemed to be waiting for someone.

The old man sitting under the pavilion took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and then shouted: "Caiyu, come, accompany the master and me to have a drink." ”

The woman in white came back to her senses, heard the old man's words, and immediately arched her hand and said, "Master, you are making fun of the apprentice again, the apprentice can't drink......"

After hearing this, the old man patted his head and frowned and sighed: "Oh, it's because I'm old and useless, and my memory has also deteriorated, so it's just that, you come and talk to the teacher." ”

The woman in white immediately walked to the pavilion and sat down, the old man seemed to be used to it, and did not say anything, and then poured another glass of wine.

"I heard that your Uncle Yang went to look for him?"

The woman in white hummed softly, and then stopped talking.

The old man said to himself again: "I don't know what is good about that stinky boy who can make you two ......"

"Master!"

Before the old man could finish speaking, the woman in white hurriedly interrupted: "I have nothing to do with the little junior brother......

The old man was stunned, then nodded with a smile, and took another big sip of wine, and suddenly the old man wrinkled his face, as if waiting for the strength to pass.

"Hehe, don't talk about it, it's really boring. ”

Then the old man got up and stretched, not forgetting to take the unfinished pot of wine and leave.

The woman in white hurriedly got up and was about to help the old man, but saw the old man waving his hand, and then left, muttering something in her mouth as she walked.

"When there is poverty at the ends of the world, there is only the endless lovesickness...... Good wine, good wine!"

When the woman in white saw the old man leaving, she naturally knew what her master was talking about, but the woman had a stubborn cold face and left directly......

"Come on, Xiaolan on!"

I saw a sturdy man in the field holding a large handful of ears of rice and handed it to a girl, the girl was extremely delicate, looking at a large handful of ears of rice in the man's hand, the girl said angrily: "You elm pimple, how can I hold so much!"

When the man heard the girl's words, he was stunned, and hurriedly took half of the ears of rice and handed them to him again, and then the girl quickly took the ears of rice and walked to the open space, where there were already a bunch of ears of rice piled together, and I saw the girl put the ears of rice in her arms with that.

At this time, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and then ran home with two water bowls, and ran to the field, watching the man continue to harvest the ears of rice, and the girl was very satisfied.

"Amu, let's rest, come and drink saliva!"

Amu heard the girl's call, immediately put down the sickle in his hand and ran over.

Xiaolan hurriedly poured him a bowl of water, and Amu quickly took the bowl and drank it in a big gulp.

"Slow down, no one will rob you!"

Xiaolan said with a smile, for fear that he would choke on himself, after drinking three bowls of water in a row, Amu burped, and then continued to cut rice.

Xiaolan covered her mouth and smiled, then poured herself a bowl of water and drank it slowly.

Xiaolan's family does not have much land, only two acres of land, one acre is planted with rice, one acre is planted with cotton, the rice is eaten by home, half of the cotton is sold in the town, and half is kept to make quilts and cotton jackets, and it is extremely warm to wear in winter.

There is not much land, but Xiaolan alone is too late to harvest, a few years ago, I still have to call the people in the village to help, now Amu came, and the harvest of rice was naturally easy, only one day's work, Amu finished harvesting that acre of land, and there was not much left of this acre of land.

At this moment, a cool breeze blew, and the croppers in the field couldn't help but stand up and enjoy the coolness brought by the wind, except for Amu, of course, who only knew how to cut the rice by himself.

The man who was also harvesting rice in the field next to him looked at Amu, couldn't help but smile, and then shouted: "Amu, get up and blow the wind! I'll teach you to sing later!"

Amu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and quickly responded.

Then the man cleared his throat and sang in a loud voice:

"White rice, pumpkin soup, hey, hey, hey......"

"The dry straw is soft and yellow, hey hey......"

At this time, Wang Shougen, who was not far away in the field, was also singing in the field, and the atmosphere began to slowly become relaxed.

"The gold silk is covered by that, hey Luo he......"

Suddenly, the next one was connected, the wind in the countryside was blowing slightly, and the echoes in the mountains were constantly echoing.

Suddenly, the people in the fields sang in unison, some loud and some low, but when they sang together, they were very good.

Amu also gradually integrated into this atmosphere, and couldn't help but sing along.

Xiaolan, who was standing on the edge of the field, saw her own Amu singing happily, and she laughed too, and the laughter like a silver bell was carried away by the breeze.