Liang Chuan lay down for a few more days and went to the ground. Although the two legs are still limping, Yi Niang got him two wooden crutches, and although it is troublesome to hold the crutches with both hands, he can basically decide where he wants to go. Do simple stretching exercises every day to keep some of the muscles in your body alive, and after lying down for so many days, your limbs will degenerate.

After the heavy snow at the beginning of winter, Yi Niang said that there were still a few days before the winter solstice. She's going to have to prepare.

Before dawn, Lin Yiniang went out, and as usual, the millet porridge in the pot continued to boil. Liang Chuan got up and went out slowly and quietly with two crutches.

The mottled wooden door leaves traces of time, and the sunlight through the cracks in the door penetrates through the outside world. The latch didn't close, because the artist would come back later, and the door just closed softly and opened with a squeak.

The sun shines slowly on people's faces through the crack in the door, and occasionally a cold wind blows, but it does not look cold, and the temperature in the winter in the south is not less low, and the wind and the sun are accompanied, so that this moment will not be stinging. Liang Chuan hadn't seen the sun for too long, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but block his face with his hands, the sun shone on his hands, through his hands, he looked ruddy and spirited, feeling the temperature on his hands, warm, and making people more and more energetic.

The air of this era is really fresh and outrageous, although the air is cold, there is a faint sweet smell, whether it is the fragrance of the earth, or the fragrance of green grass and green leaves. For modern people like them, who are accustomed to exhaust fumes, the modern air is the smell of Xiang in the pit.

It's really crossed.

As far as the eye can see, there are mud houses made of lumps of dirt, covered with thick thatched roofs, and only a few farmers who seem to have better family backgrounds, and the walls are made of pebbles or blue bricks, which look much stronger, and there are only a few such houses at a glance.

Where to find such a large area of ancient buildings now! Even if it is an old rural house in the most remote mountainous area of Yunnan, Guichuan and Yunnan, as long as there are residents living in a place, there will be a little modern structural concrete building. And here, as far as the eye can see, all are ancient Chinese structures, most of them are based on wood, stone and earth and stone structure system, the other side of the river seems to be the life of the common people will be a little better, there are a few large families in the past from a distance, compared to the thatched shed at this end of the bank can be said to be the imperial palace is not exaggerated, these courtyards are covered with green tiles on the top, white paint on the bricks below, and there are cornice walls, which separate them from the small courtyards on the side.

The small house is like the one I live in, although the space is very small, but there is no furniture in the house, the cleaning is extremely clean, some people bark in front of the door, the firewood fence, the smoke rises from the distant mountain home, and there is more the smell of fireworks in the world!

Liang Chuan's own home is indeed a bit far away from other people's, and there is a large piece of dry land in the middle, and the dry land has been barren for a long time. Not far away, a wide river meandered like a jade belt in front of his house, rolling towards the south. On the shore of this side of my house, overgrown with weeds, rocks can be seen everywhere, a small piece of dry land behind the house, and then there is a lush mountain forest behind the house, surrounded by mountains and mountains, layer upon layer, the clouds and mist above the mountain are ethereal, there is a feeling of going far up the cold mountain.

There are only a few small earthen houses nearby, which are as dilapidated as Liang Chuan's house, and the courtyard walls of these houses are about to rot down, and they have not been repaired. The yard is a mess, and at first glance it is not the master of life, although Liang Chuan's home is dilapidated compared to theirs, it is obviously much cleaner, more organized, and more homely.

I heard Yi Niang say that Uncle Zheng San lives in a family near here, he is an old widower, he is also the third in the family, no one remembers what his original name was, only that he was born Soon after, the family died one after another, and a person who eats rice in the west and receives rice to the big, and later herds cattle for a living.

Liang Chuan put the crutches aside, stretched his waist, and turned around, a set of health exercises plus a few basic warm-up movements, and after a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on his head. The icy day moved slightly, the body was steaming, and after exercising, he walked to the water tank and prepared to scoop some water to wash his face, and quench his thirst by the way.

The moment the tank was uncovered, the water surface of the tank was calm and traceless, with the blue sky in the background, like a horizontal mirror, reflecting Liang Chuan's face on the water. Liang Chuan has been looking for a mirror at home to see what he looks like, but he didn't expect to see his appearance.

This face is exactly the same as my own!!

Liang Chuan couldn't see his face, but he could see other parts of his body, and he could clearly see the changes in his body. It turns out that his hair is short, and it is absolutely impossible to have long hair due to work restrictions, and now this long hair is almost up to the waist, and his body is not so tall, and this figure is about more than one meter eight He was originally as fast as one meter eight. The body is not so strong, not to mention that he has been injured and in bed for so long, his two palms are the size of a fan, his ten fingers are the same size as a small radish, the calluses in his palms are so thick that they can be used as sandpaper, and the eight muscles of his waist and abdomen are also very beautiful.

The most critical!! His second brother has become huge, how can he not know the old brother he sees every day? And now the old buddies in this gear are really too big for him to recognize, big, black and thick, like a burning stick, quietly pestle there!

This is clearly your own face! But where is this own body! What the hell is going on?? What did you go through?

Liang Chuan sat weakly on the bluestone at the door like a dead man, leaning against the wall, his eyes staring straight at the sky, his mind blank.

The world has abandoned itself, but at least the face is still there.

You don't have to think about life, you don't have to think about work, you can bask in the sun freely, and the good life you once pursued was realized in this way.

Lin Yiniang came back from outside, carrying a firewood rack on her back, and saw a thick and long bundle of firewood on it, each of which was as thick as a calf. The bundle of firewood was pressed on Lin Yiniang's back, I was afraid that there would be dozens or even hundreds of catties bigger, such a big bundle of firewood, and the person looked very thin, and Lin Yiniang was sweating profusely all the way. When I got home, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding on to the wall and panting, wiping the bean sweat on my head.

Liang Chuan instantly understood where the firewood in this greenhouse came from, it must have been cut by this little girl, she could complete such a large amount of work by herself, how many trees had to be cut down constantly, and how long would it take to move.

Liang Chuan snatched the crutches and staggered to Lin Yiniang, firmly helped her hold the firewood, and let her slowly put it on the ground, and then the person could remove the back frame. Liang Chuan was angry and afraid: "Why are you carrying so much firewood at once, we can't use up so much firewood until next year, let's fight so much at once, there is no decent road on the mountain, what is good if there is an accident?" ”

Lin Yiniang wiped her sweat, put her hands on her waist, fanned her face from time to time, and said with a smile: "We can't use up all this firewood, but our rice tank is about to bottom out, and now the winter solstice and the New Year are coming, third brother, you have been recovering well recently, you need to buy a better thing to make up for your body, I didn't dare to let you eat good before, and I don't have money to buy you delicious food, starting tomorrow, I will go to the township to sell this pile of firewood and the charcoal stored in the house, and now a pound of chopped firewood can be sold for one or two pennies, Charcoal is even more expensive, and the big families in the township go to the bottom of the village to collect charcoal in winter, and a pound of good charcoal can be sold for five or six cents. ”

"It turns out that you are going to chop firewood to sell, there are so many firewood on this mountain, won't others cut it?"

"Yes, but generally when the farm is busy, we will organize the neighbors to go up the mountain to chop firewood, one to work much faster, and the other is to see many poisonous snakes and beasts in the mountains and dare not hurt people, now in the depths of winter, the mountains are cold, the livestock are hungry, and the cold will come out to forage for food and hurt people, so after the autumn harvest, most of us do not like to go into the mountains, and only pick up some fine firewood in the mountains to come back to use, if I am not usually prepared at home, steaming must be used."

"Is this firewood easy to sell?" Liang Chuan is still very suspicious, this is like money falling all over the street, as if no one picked it up.

"It's easy to sell, our bucket of rice is about 80 wen, a pound of good firewood can be sold for 2 wen, now the winter solstice and Chinese New Year's Eve are coming, when the time comes, every household will use a lot of firewood, I will carry a few hundred pounds a day to the township to sell, it won't take long to sell!" The more Lin Yiniang spoke, the happier she became, and the happy words slowly climbed up her eyebrows.

Liang Chuan originally thought that these things were all over the mountain, worthless at all, but he didn't expect to make a lot of money selling this thing at this time, a pound of firewood 2 Wen, here to say a few thousand catties, that is, thousands of Wen, the price of rice is only 80 Wen, it seems that now it is really a peaceful and prosperous era, a bucket of more than ten catties, two people and a bucket of rice are enough to eat for a long time, leave some to buy rice and salt, and there can be a lot of leftovers. Just thinking that all this money was cut down by this little lady alone, her old face was inexplicably hot.

"Who taught you this, how do you know to sell things like this?" Liang Chuan quipped.

"These are all taught by you, who else can there be, I don't know!"

"Huh..." Liang Chuan's old face turned even redder. "Aren't you going to pile up all this firewood?" Liang Chuanlian changed the subject.

"Of course, this firewood is still very new, and the freshly cut firewood is very wet, and it must be dried before it can be used, otherwise there will be a lot of smoke when it is burned, and the food will not taste good."

In order to save a little face and earn a little work, Liang Chuan said in a fake manner, "Yi Niang, the porridge in the house is almost ready to eat, you should rest first, go to eat, I will set up these firewood!" ”

Lin Yiniang saw that Liang Chuan was going to get these firewood, where did she dare to let him do it, she wanted to stop Liang Chuan. Unexpectedly, he was blocked back by Liang Chuan, and said: "Yi Niang, don't be afraid, my hands and feet will be almost healed!" If you don't let me move, I'm really going to die! ”

While the two were talking, an old man ran down the hill crying, muttering, "My cow, my cow!" ”

Yi Niang looked panicked and said: "It's the third uncle, I'm afraid that something has happened to the third uncle's cow!" ”