Chapter 16: The Purple Wind

The mountains are green hills, and the low trees dot the green hills with extra green.

At the foot of Qingshan, there is a small village with about 30 households. As the sky approached evening, the smoke curled from the village slowly rose against the red glow of the sky, and it was peaceful against the backdrop of the mountains.

What a pastoral **.

In an ordinary family where there is no smoke rising, through the gap between the doors and windows, you can vaguely see a woman in white sitting in front of the dresser, teasing the baby in her arms, but the sorrow between her eyebrows is rich and cannot be dissolved.

A middle-aged man was standing aside, silent.

The baby in her arms didn't seem to feel the weirdness of the atmosphere around her at the moment, and still grinned, grabbing the long hair that fell from the woman's shoulders and making it his favorite toy.

Looking at the laughter of the baby in her arms, the woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and tears crossed her eyes, like pearls with broken threads.

After a long time, the woman placed the baby in a hanging basket hanging from the roof with a rope, carefully covered the corners of the baby's quilt, and kissed the baby lightly on the forehead. The tear-stained face leaked with extreme reluctance.

Glancing at the baby, who was still clutching her hair even after she was asleep, the woman reached out and shaved off the long strand of hair. Turning to look at the middle-aged man walking over, the love leaking from his eyes. Stretched out his hand and gently stroked the man's resolute and handsome face, and also kissed the man's side face.

The tear-stained face looked back at the sleeping baby for the last time, imprinted the baby's appearance in his mind, pushed the door open, and left, never to return.

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The mountains are still the same green mountains, and the small mountain village has not changed much, and it is still the same family. However, the original ordinary houses have been replaced by large bluestone houses, and the barren courtyard has also doubled, and the same bluestone fence is particularly obvious in this ordinary small mountain village.

In the courtyard, a fat middle-aged woman was babbling to a sturdy middle-aged man.

"Lin carpenter, the girl of the Li family in the next village is in her teens, she is young, hardworking and capable, filial to her parents, and she is still a yellow flower girl who has not gone out. The most important thing is to promise to raise your girl as your own after marrying, and not to give the girl a little loss, I have been talking about it all morning, why don't you agree to such a good thing? ”

Smiling, he raised his head and moved his gaze from the hand carved with the small wooden figure to the middle-aged woman's body, a resolute handsome face that made the woman slightly distracted.

Vaguely, it can be seen from the resolute face of the middle-aged man that when he was young, he was definitely a handsome offspring who could easily fascinate the young and ignorant woman, even at this time, the passage of time made the middle-aged man's sideburns gray, and there were vicissitudes in his eyes, but it added a little bit of the charm of a mature man to the middle-aged man for no reason.

"Okay, Aunt Wang, I understand your intentions, it has been more than ten years since I moved here, and you have taken more care of us in the past few years, Lin Mou remembers it in his heart. But Lin has been dependent on the child for many years, and it is inevitable that the child will feel awkward when there is suddenly one more person, so forget about this matter, you can help me push it off. ”

After speaking, he once again concentrated on carving the wooden figure in his hand, and for a while, the shape of the wooden figure had begun to take shape.

cleared his dry throat and looked at the woodmath who bowed his head, since the woodenmath moved to this small village, he was originally a good family, his wife was virtuous, his husband was capable, and he had a baby who had just completed the moon, who in the village and outside the village was not envious.

But there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and just a few months after moving here, the child's mother suddenly fell seriously ill and passed away, and was buried on the green hill by the forest carpenter overnight. Since then, he has been a carpenter in the village, barely pulling the girl up.

Because the villagers are worried about the family's hardship, they will come to take care of the business if there is any lack of furniture in the house. In addition, the craftsmanship of the forest carpenter is indeed not said.

After a long time, the fame spread out, and all the people in the eight villages came to visit, although they were alone inside and outside to pull the children up, but in the past ten years, they have saved a lot of wealth, and their lives are getting better and better.

The wooden, who didn't care about eating with one more mouth, hadn't talked about marrying a wife for ten years, and outsiders thought that the woodenmath didn't remarry because he missed his ex-wife too much.

In this way, the reputation of the forest carpenter spread farther, the love and righteousness, the family is well-off, even if there is an extra child, it is not a big problem in the eyes of outsiders, who is going to marry in the nearby village, the elders of the family are not all asking themselves first.

But the carpenter refused stubbornly, so the reputation of the carpenter spread farther, even the nearby county town knew, plus the carpenter carved a lively villain, deeply loved by the young lady, the girl, every day to come to ask the carpenter carved by the young girl countless, so that the threshold of the Lin family has to be changed every few days.

As for those yellow-haired girls, they couldn't walk after seeing the appearance of the carpenter, especially the smile that often hung on the corners of their mouths, and the light in their eyes could be scalding, not to mention. It's ...... shameless.

But even so, it still didn't impress the wooden. This is true even for the young ladies in the city who have some precious money, so that there are more people who come to the door to ask for marriage. Who doesn't want a man who is affectionate.

"If you are a few years younger and have not yet married, maybe you have to give it a try, when you were young, you were also a good girl who was popular with young men in ten miles and eight villages, but it is not comparable to those girls who have not been made. This woodmaker is much better than the dead ghost he married. ”

Tightened the cuffs, inside was the fifty taels of silver tickets that the head of the Li family secretly stuffed to himself when he came, if it was not done, it would have to be returned to the family, thinking of this, the aunt of the Wang family took two steps forward unwillingly and said.

"I said, carpenter, I think your girl has been getting used to you since she was a child. One more person is needed. Besides, it's okay now, if you're old. Your girl is married, who will serve you? Do you want to follow your daughter! When your child drags on? Marry a capable one now, and when you are old, you will have a personal attendant, not to mention ....... ”

Before the Wang family's aunt finished speaking, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and a little girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old jumped in, her eyes full of children's jumping and intelligence.

"Dad, what ...... to eat today?"

Seeing the aunt of the Wang family beside the middle-aged man, a trace of vigilance flashed in the girl's eyes, and the words in her mouth stopped.

"Haha, then Carpenter Lin, it's getting late, and I should go home and cook. You're going to have to think about what you just said......"

The aunt of the Wang family seemed to be very afraid of that girl, and left quickly while talking.

"Hmph."

Snorted fiercely at the fat back of the Wang family's aunt, the girl closed the courtyard door angrily, walked to the middle-aged man's side and squatted, looking at the carving knife in the middle-aged man's hand that flew up and down like a butterfly, and after a while, the girl suddenly spoke.

"Dad, I don't like her."

"Yes."

After carving the villain in his hand, although he didn't do too much decoration, he stood in front of him as if he were a real person. Putting away the villain and handing the carving knife into the girl's hand, the middle-aged man turned around and went into the house to prepare dinner for the girl.

Take the carving knife in your hand and choose a piece of wood with a good texture on the ground. Although the girl tried very hard to be as comfortable as a middle-aged man, flying up and down. But the carving knife in his hand always moved at a turtle speed .......

It was dark early in the village, and the girl and the middle-aged man sat on either side of the table, and with the help of an oil lamp, the middle-aged man sandwiched a piece of lean meat into the girl's bowl.

Seeing that the girl was eating with relish, the middle-aged man smiled and asked.

"How are you doing with the game I taught you?"

"Well, it's okay, now even if the child doesn't deliberately sit quietly to practice, he can feel the warmth in his body."

Nodding, he glanced at the sachet on the girl's waist, which contained a wisp of green silk.

Raise your hand and put the wooden figure that she had just completed in the evening on the table in front of the girl, and between her eyebrows she had an eight-point imagination with the original woman, and she looked like a girl who was buried in eating, and there were three small handwriting engraved on the back.

Turned his head to look out the window. After a long time, he sighed softly and said.

"Well, then, I can rest assured."

Between the words is the sadness that the girl has never heard.

"Huh?"

Looking up at the middle-aged man's line of sight, the girl's eyes slowly widened, and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground with a "dang bang".

Window...... The wind is blowing.

Wind...... It's purple.