Zhuang San Axe looked around, carried the axe to his shoulder, and sat on a large rock.

This stone is to be used to repair the rockery in the courtyard, and it is piled up quite high, and you can see it more clearly when you sit on it, just look around. The sound of construction around the clanging.

Because there are bamboo forests outside the flower city, the craftsmen here are very good at bamboo architecture, and the buildings of the forest house are made of bamboo as the main material, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is very elegant in the south of the Yangtze River.

The construction of bamboo buildings is relatively more complicated, but it is also quicker for skilled craftsmen to build. It's just that the furnishings inside need to be carefully crafted.

But first put up the shelves, and slowly added other things, and after a while, I saw that the house was getting up in style.

Zhuang Sanaxe smiled slightly, his hand on the handle of the axe knocked up rhythmically, humming a little song, humming while staring around, looking very leisurely, but the alertness in his eyes was not a lot.

"Brother Zhuang, you have been guarding for the past few days and nights, you are really tired." A samurai came over, climbed onto the stone, looked around, and said, "There won't be anyone to make trouble this big night, besides, even if there is, our brothers are guarding, you can go to the inn to rest." ”

Since the gang compound of the Lin media began to be repaired, Zhuang Sanaxe has not slept in the inn all night, taking a few naps during the day, and at night, he has been guarding the construction site.

"It's easy to get bad at night." Zhuang Sanaxe shook his head without hesitation: "It's not as good as the day, everyone is there during the day, although the craftsmen are also there this night, but in the middle of the night, the gangsters are easy to be demons." ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Sanaxe couldn't help but yawn loudly.

"Brother Zhuang, even if there are villains, we still have six people here, and that bunch of craftsmen, no problem." The samurai patted Zhuang Sanaxe on the back: "Let's go to the inn and sleep." ”

"I'm sleeping here." Zhuang Sanaxe jumped down from the big rock, walked to a place, and pointed. I saw that there was some grass there, and there were traces of a person lying there.

"Go to the inn, how many days have you slept here?"

"I just like to sleep here." Zhuang Sanaxe grinned, his teeth shining in the moonlight, like a wolf, he squatted down, gently stroked the land, and touched a few pillars here: "This is my room, this is my home." ”

"This is the home I've been thinking about all my life, what's so good about the inn? It's better to be at home. Zhuang Sanaxe sat on the pile of grass and looked around. I saw that this room had been built by one-fifth, which was quite large.

The samurai didn't speak, and fell silent.

Since he can defect to Lin Jianqiu with Zhuang Sanaxe, there is no doubt that he is naturally a good brother of Zhuang Sanaxe. I still know a little about some of Zhuang Sanaxe's thoughts.

Zhuang Sanaxe, a hard-working son who has no father or mother since he was a child and has lived by himself since he can remember, entered the samurai industry and killed so many people, just hoping to become a killer one day.

Only by becoming a killer can you get money quickly, so that you can buy a piece of land, build a small house by yourself, marry a mother-in-law, and have several sons.

This is the ideal of Zhuang Sanaxe, the ideal of life.

He was different from other samurai, who wanted to rise to the top ranks, be the top assassins, join the best gangs, and so on. And he just earned the money to build a small house, enough to buy a mother-in-law.

Even if it's not a yellow flower girl, as long as it looks pleasing to the eye, the butt is big enough, and the mother-in-law who can give birth to a son, buy one back, and live her own little life, it's fine.

I still remember that when he first entered this industry, he was only six years old.

How many years have it been.

Thirty, he has not yet started a family, and he does not have enough money to buy land, build a house, or buy a mother-in-law, and no mother-in-law will voluntarily follow him. Who wants to live with someone who lives desperately with people every day?

"Big brother, I am absolutely the Lin family media in a short period of time, with so much money to build such a big mansion, you and the head of the Lin family are sworn brothers. In the future, don't say that there is a room for you in this mansion, even if you set up another mansion, it will be just around the corner. ”

"This house is not built, and it is sleeping with mosquito bites, so why bother?"

"Go, go to the inn to rest, I'll watch here."

Zhuang Sanaxe didn't care, and waved his hand: "Go and rest, I don't worry about any of you guarding it, I have to guard my own home." ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Sanaxe was a little embarrassed and scratched his hair: "I'm so ambitious, let you see and laugh." ”

For Zhuang Sanaxe, knowing Lin Jianqiu is the luckiest thing in his life. He didn't know how to patrol this land at night, watching the land change into a house little by little, and he always thought.

If he hadn't gone to the Black Hawk Inn that day, where would he be today?

If he went to the Black Hawk Inn that day, but the number one demon in the world did not provoke him, what would he do today?

After thinking about it, he had an answer.

Zuo is still practicing martial arts in front of his third-level warriors, and he is seeing step by step to see if he can enter the fourth level. It is very difficult to reach the fourth level of samurai, after all, he has too many teachers and a humble family. To be honest, they are all mud legs, and they can't learn anything good, Zhuang Sanaxe can go to the third level of samurai, all by his own understanding.

If he hadn't met Lin Jianqiu, he would have to stay up for at least ten years before he could have the money to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law.

And the decade may not be over, maybe tomorrow, maybe today, and he died in a fight.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhuang Sanaxe was afraid for a while.

He was never afraid before, because he had no father, no mother, no wife and no children, so he had no worries, and he died, didn't he have no daughter-in-law? It's not that I haven't slept with a woman, although it is a pity that I died without an heir, but regret is just a regret, and I am not afraid of death.

But now, Zhuang San is afraid.

Because he has suffered all his life, he has now tasted the sweetness of life. Those who have eaten sweets are reluctant to die.

"Master Zhuang, we're done here, and we'll leave it to someone else, can we go and rest?" A foreman walked over and asked politely.

"Let me see." Zhuang Sanaxe stood up, walked over, and carefully checked the project.

You have to be careful about your own house.

"Go ahead." Zhuang San Axe waved his hand.

"Yes." Everyone is polite.

That's sweetness.

This sweetness means that someone respects him and respects him as a villager.

And every day when she opens her eyes, the little sister-in-law asks the cook to prepare a big pot full of chicken soup, add the noodles that enter the tendon, and eat to your heart's content. When the day came to the top of the head, there was another full meal; Not to mention that in the evening, not only do you have a full meal, but you can also have some meat in between!

And the finch also opened a small stove for Zhuang San Axe from time to time.

The days of hunger and fullness have passed for too long, and the days when three meals are sent over are the days of the gods.

Zhuang Sanaxe patrolled the surroundings. His ambition is different from Xu Zhibi's, Xu Zhibi's ambition in the world is so grandiose, and his ambition is just a family, a mother-in-law, this ambition is the same as that of the farmers and untouchables in the mountains.

It's really the ambition of ants.

Zhuang San of the Ant Ambition carried the axe and patrolled the surroundings. This is his home, and he has to watch and not let the bad guys do it.

If so.

The ambition of the ants is very small, but it is just a family. And the three axes gave up their lives to protect this family and his lifelong ambition.

[There are few updates these days, I'm really sorry.] I'm attending the second China Internet Literature Week. My last work was also shortlisted for the Crane Ming Cup, I didn't expect the conference to be so busy and wouldn't break the update, but it was difficult to write a lot. 】

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