It took two quarters of an hour for Song Zheng to walk three miles and come to the foot of the West Mountain. The so-called West Mountain, in fact, is a mountain range of hundreds of miles, because Songjiazhuang is in the east of the mountain range, so it is collectively called the West Mountain. There are bulging peaks in this mountain range, and this mountain in the north of the west side of Songjiazhuang is the highest, so the West Mountain in people's mouths usually refers to this mountain. Song Zheng heard that there is a Maling Lake with a radius of dozens of miles on the west side of the mountain range, and further west of Maling Lake, there is a taller Wuduo Mountain. However, the original Song nerd had never even been to Maling Lake, let alone Wuduo Mountain.

The whole mountain range of Xishan is uplifted, like a giant dragon, and there is only a valley on the north side of Wutang Village, which is more than 10 miles south of Songjiazhuang. The valley can be driven and connected to the west side of the mountain. However, the people of Songjiazhuang want to go to Maling Lake, generally on the south side of the west mountain, from a lower place over the ridge, there is a perennial walking formed mountain road, can only walk, cars and horses can not pass. This mountain road is also heading towards Songjiazhuang in the east.

Song Zheng stood at the foot of the West Mountain and found a thatched hut on the side of the road in front of him, and Song Zheng knew that this was the residence of Song Yu with a broken back. However, Song Zheng ignored it, he was fascinated by the hill in front of him. The mountain is not high, only two or three hundred meters. From the foot of the mountain to the halfway point of the mountain, there are pine and locust trees, lush green, and occasionally a few birdsongs, but it seems more secluded. Further up, there are some green shrubs and weeds, which are exceptionally verdant. At the top of the mountain, a swarthy rock is exposed. Because the red sun has just emerged in the sky, the fog has not yet dissipated, so the mountain is looming, adding a fairy aura.

The air was fresh and the beautiful scenery was current, so that Song Zheng couldn't help but be intoxicated for a while, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Oh ......" After shouting, Song Zheng was relaxed, and his depressed breath was completely dispersed.

"Who?" With a shrill sound, the wooden door of the grass house slowly opened, and an emaciated figure flashed out, which was naturally Song Yu. When Song Zheng saw Song Yu coming out, he also slowly greeted him, called "Third Uncle", and began to look curiously at this elder with a problematic sexual orientation. Song Yu is more than seven feet tall, dressed in a green shirt, with long hair tied behind his head, and his appearance is seven or eight points similar to Song Jue, but he looks much younger and darker. This is also understandable, Song Jue is bored in the house every day and reads, and his skin is white. Song Yu is self-farming, and her skin is not so good.

"You are?" Song Yu was still shocked. It's no wonder that Song Yu can't recognize his nephew, since he was sent to the foot of the West Mountain by Song Xiang, he has hardly returned to the village, that is, he went back once when Song Huan returned to Ning a few years ago, and saw Song Zheng, when Song Zheng was still a seven or eight-year-old child. A few years have passed, and Song Zheng usually hardly leaves the house except for going to the clan school, and Song Yu is naturally very unfamiliar with him.

The elders of the Song family had warned Song Zheng not to go to Xishan, and regarded Song Yu as a beast of prey. However, since Song Zheng had a new soul, he didn't have any prejudice against Song Yu, so he replied very happily: "I'm Zheng'er." ”

"Zheng'er? Song Zheng? Song Yu glanced at the little boy in front of him in surprise, looked up and down, and a smile just appeared at the corner of his mouth, but his face suddenly sank, became expressionless, turned around and entered the house, and there was no sound. Song Zheng was very puzzled, he had never provoked this Song Broken Back, why did he have such an attitude towards himself? Could it be that he resented his father for telling the old man back then (Song Yu had a hot fight with the rugged male candidate, and Song Jue naturally told his father Song Yu when he went home)? Or is it a long-term solitary living that causes a withdrawn personality? Song Zheng was puzzled, but he didn't have the ability to do anything in front of him, it was none of his business, he hung high, the affairs of the Song family naturally let the old man worry about it, and he would take care of his own affairs first.

Just walked for half an hour, Song Zheng's small body was already a little tired, looking at the hill in front of him, Song Zheng was powerless to conquer, and when he saw Song Yu's dead grimace again, he was also a little depressed when he had just gotten better, so he had to turn around and go back.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a gray-bearded, sloppy old man emerging from the mist. The old man's face was pale, his eyes were straight, and he was still muttering something. Song Zheng was startled, if it weren't for daylight, he would have thought that he had encountered a ghost. He hurriedly flashed to the side and let the old man go.

The old man didn't look at him, but walked straight forward. Song Zheng heard the voice in his mouth, and it turned out to be: "Wear Yang Shen's arrow to break the tortoise shell, and the three dogs have no water to when they go in." "What does this mean? Song Zheng was a little puzzled, these two preambles did not match. The first sentence is like a poem, and the second sentence is too vulgar and unliterate. If you think about this sentence, it is easy to think of a person named Sangou, who didn't do enough foreplay, and didn't even have the necessary lubrication, so the overlord made a bow.

This old man Song Zheng also knew that he was the distant uncle of Zheng Dekui, the patriarch of the Zheng clan in Songjiazhuang, and the oldest in Songjiazhuang, nearly 80 years old. This old man Zheng chatters every day, and often trembles and climbs up the West Mountain slightly to the other side of the mountain. He also has no close relatives and lives in the most dilapidated grass hut in Songjiazhuang. Zheng Dekui saw him pitiful and gave him some rice and grain every year so that he could live. What no one in the village expected was that such a lonely old man would not die, but also move towards the "Renrui" that had never appeared in Songjiazhuang, which was really strange.

This old man Zheng was originally a monster in Song Farm, and it wasn't until Song Yu with a broken back was "born" that no one could compare with him. Song Zheng finally came out for a walk, and the two monsters in Songjiazhuang actually ran into each other, and the "luck" was really good.

Song Zheng watched Old Man Zheng climb up the mountain road, and couldn't help but shake his head, quite a poor old man, I don't know what blow he suffered, and he became like this. Forget it, leave him alone. "Mo Daojun walks early, and there are even more early pedestrians." With a coquettish groan, Song Zheng began to return to the village. While walking back, I did chest expansion exercises; From time to time, he stopped to press his legs, shook his arms, and sometimes yelled twice.

Song Zheng's strange behavior made a villager who had just come out of the village to pick up dung stunned, and he didn't pick up the dung anymore, just stood on the side of the road and looked at him in a daze. Song Zheng didn't care, smiled at him kindly, and continued to move forward. Song Xiaogongzi's smile made the dung picking villagers a little panicked, and they didn't even want the "soft gold" under their feet, and quickly staggered past with the basket on their backs. Alas, in this era, morning exercise is also a bit shocking.

Song Zheng entered the courtyard gate, and Zhu and Xiaoping had already gotten up and were cleaning the yard. Seeing Song Zheng coming in sweating profusely, Zhu hurriedly asked Xiaoping to find clean clothes, and brought a basin of hot water to serve Song Zheng to scrub his body. Zhu naturally complained in his mouth, persuading him not to be anxious.

Changing into dry clothes, Song Zheng sat on the stool, and it took a long time for his heartbeat to calm down. After more than an hour of activity, Song Zheng's back hurt, his legs almost turned tendons, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable. However, Song Zheng is still quite happy, the first step of the Long March has been taken, and a little sequelae of exercise shows the effect of exercise.

After breakfast, Song Zheng said hello to Zhu's family, and walked to the old man's house in the east of the village. Like the ordinary farmers in the village, Old Man Gao's house is nothing more than a three-room earthen house. Song Zheng watched from a distance that Qi'er was drying herbs outside the house, perhaps too focused to even notice that Song Zheng came to his side. Song Zheng saw that he was wearing a short shirt, and there were fine beads of sweat on his dark face. The sleeves are rolled up, and the hands are also black and red, but the exposed arms are very white. Song Zheng coughed, Qi Er shuddered violently, and quickly stood up, with a panicked look on his face. However, when he saw that it was Song Zheng, he seemed to be relieved.

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Qi'er, is Doctor Gao in the house?" Qi'er's eyes flashed, and she raised her hand and pointed towards the room. Song Zheng smiled, raised his feet and walked towards the room, leaving Qi'er standing there blankly, probably reminiscing about the "Brother Qi'er" he heard for the first time.

When Song Zheng came last time, he patronized and talked, and did not look at the room carefully. Of these three earthen houses, the east room is where Old Man Gao and Qi'er live, and the middle room is a living room, with a table of eight immortals in the middle and two chairs on both sides. There is a stove on the east side, a wall connected to the fire kang of the east house, and a pharmacy in the west room. When Song Zheng entered the house, the old man Gao heard the voice, came out of the pharmacy, and saw that it was Song Zheng, he smiled and said, "The little boy has arrived, please take a seat." ”

Song Zheng gave a salute first and said, "Thanks to Dr. Gao's help last night, the younger generation was able to try the way of fitness." ”

Old man Gao smiled slightly: "It's a trivial matter, and the little boy doesn't have to worry about it." However, the little boy is thoughtful, and it seems to be quite different from before, which is amazing. ”

Song Zheng was slightly shocked in his heart, knowing that he was in a hurry, so that the old man Gao could see the horse's feet. But there is no way to do it, otherwise, I will be forced to study by that cheap dad again. Regarding Old Man Gao's question, Song Zheng had already expected it, and he had already thought of countermeasures before coming. So, he didn't panic. He pretended to be embarrassed and touched his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Really? I also feel that it seems to be different from before, and my brain seems to be a little brighter. Could it be that weird dream? ”

"Strange dreams?" Old man Gao was interested, and he looked like he wanted to hear about it.

"Yes, after I was beaten by my father, I fainted and had a long dream." Song Zheng continued: "In my dream, I seem to have gone to another world. That world is very different from what we have here. Then Song Zheng briefly talked about some black and white people, cars, airplanes, guitars, saxophones, and so on. Hearing this, the old man Gao's face was full of horror, and he looked incredible.

In the end, Song Zheng said, "I seem to have lived in that world for more than ten years, and all kinds of strange things are difficult to describe for a while. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed covered in medicine. This strange dream was so strange that I didn't dare tell my family. Actually, until now, I have been nervous in my heart. ”

Doctor Gao sighed: "The strangeness of dreams has not been understood by anyone since ancient times. In the past, Zhuang Zhou turned into a butterfly in his dream, and he dreamed of Nanke, how strange it was, the little boy could have this dream, which was also the will of God. Don't mind, little boy. ”

Song Zheng said in his heart, just believe it. (Ask for collections, ask for votes, welcome to comment)