There is a small mountain village near the mountains and rivers in Meiling Town, Fujian, at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the displaced people who fled the famine or fled the war gathered here, which gave rise to this small village. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This small mountain village is located in the south of the mountain, and a small river runs around the village. At that time, because of this incident, the villagers had a dispute over whether this village should be called Shannan Village or Xiaohe Village.

Later, when everyone was arguing, someone invited an old talent from a neighboring village, which was a big deal. At that time, it was difficult to find a literate person, this person was not only literate, but also famous! This makes people respectful, and Lao Xiu came out to settle the name.

However, the two names of Lao Xiucai are useless, the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty has already made him tired of the life of exile, and decades of life experience have made him deeply understand the true meaning of peace is blessing. So this old Xiucai gave this village the name of Fu'an Village.

At this time, it was evening, the smoke curled in the middle of Fu'an Village, and the old ox who had worked all day wagged his tail and followed the owner on the mountain path.

There was a family in the village with vines and unknown flowers blooming on the fence surrounding the courtyard. There are two thatched huts facing north and south, one large and one small, and a cowshed on the west side.

The sun was setting, and a few old hens in the yard were clucking and burrowing into the hen's coop in the cowshed. A large, colorful rooster stands tall by the coop and examines his harem.

In the courtyard, the door of the big house was ajar, and smoke was coming out of the chimney standing on the roof.

"Dad, brother, I'm back!" Zheng Xiaoyu, who had a floral turban around his head, carried a basket in his hand, opened the door, and drove away the chickens who wanted to escape from the yard.

Before the words fell, a teenage child flashed out of the house, rushed to Zheng Xiaoyu's side, grabbed her arm and said excitedly: "Sister, you are back!" ”

Zheng Xiaoyu touched his brother's head and asked, "What's wrong, so happy?" ”

Zheng Xiaohai said excitedly: "The brother-in-law you brought back woke up and was talking to his father in the house!" ”

"Really?" Zheng Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, she took two steps with the basket on her shoulder, her body suddenly paused, she turned back and patted her brother lightly on the head, and said angrily: "What nonsense, who is your brother-in-law?" ”

Zheng Xiaohai grinned, he was missing two front teeth during the tooth replacement period, which looked very funny: "Hehe, sister, our father told me, he said that the person's life was saved by you, and my brother-in-law didn't run away!" ”

Zheng Xiaoyuqiao's face was slightly red, and she stretched out a green onion and pointed it at Zheng Xiaohai's head, and said angrily: "If you dare to talk more, see if I don't sew your mouth shut!" ”

The two sisters and brothers walked while talking, Zheng Xiaohai rubbed his head indifferently, and asked, "Sister, didn't you go to buy meat, did you buy it back?" ”

Zheng Xiaoyu took out a lotus leaf bag from the basket and said, "Eat, eat, you know how to eat all day long, take out the pork in the lotus leaf and wash it, and my sister will make something for you later." As he spoke, he stuffed the lotus leaf bag into Zheng Xiaohai's arms.

Zheng Xiaohai sniffed the lotus leaf and seemed to have a great enjoyment: "It's so fragrant......" After speaking, he happily took the pork and ran to the kitchen.

"Hey, you slow down......" Zheng Xiaoyu didn't catch it, Zheng Xiaohai had already run to the kitchen.

Zheng Xiaoyu looked at his younger brother's excited appearance, shook his head and was about to enter the house, when he suddenly remembered what his brother said just now, so he stopped again. A pair of black pearl-like eyes stared at the half-hidden door, biting his lip and not knowing what he was thinking......

When Yang Wenjie opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on his back on the couch, and what caught his eye was a thick log, on both sides of which were rib-like sash, and the dry straw was directly laid on it, and there was not even a dust.

Turning his head with great effort, there was not a single piece of furniture in the room, except for a wooden cabinet with paint peeling.

But there was also a middle-aged man with a dark face sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a smile, as if he was not surprised at all when he woke up.

Yang Wenjie has woken up several times, but each time he just opened his eyes and closed them again. Now he woke up again, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, he just felt very familiar, but his mind was blank, he couldn't think of who this person was, and he didn't know why he appeared in this place.

Yang Wenjie struggled to sit up, but he felt that he was sore and weak, so he could only lie back helplessly, took a strong breath and asked, "Uncle, where is this?" Although the words came out, his voice was hoarse.

Although Yang Wenjie's voice was hoarse, Lao Zheng Tou heard it clearly, he stared at Yang Wenjie's scarred but very strong body, and said with a smile: "This is Fu'an Village, my name is Zheng Youchuan." ”

Yang Wenjie took two breaths and asked, "Where is Fu'an Village?" ”

"Fu'an Village is in Meiling!"

Yang Wenjie was originally from the north, how did he know where Meiling was? Yang Wenjie, who had just woken up, was in a state of confusion, as if there was a blue sea and a constantly burning sea of fire in front of him.

Where could Yang Wenjie, who was weak, endure such suffering, his head tilted, and he fainted again......

At this time, the tangled Zheng Xiaoyu walked in, and happened to see the scene where Yang Wenjie fell into a coma again, she complained a little: "Daddy, this person hasn't recovered yet, what are you always doing with him like this?" ”

Zheng Youchuan smiled: "Aren't I inquiring about his background?" If you save the wrong person, wouldn't it be bad? ”

Zheng Xiaoyu said curiously: "Then Daddy, have you found out?" ”

Zheng Youchuan touched his brain, stood up from the side of the bed, and said: "Not yet, this person has been floating in the sea for at least half a month, and he didn't die in the belly of the fish like this, God also treats him." ”

"By the way, did you buy the meat back? This young man is weak and needs to be repaired, and tomorrow I will go out to sea again to see if I can catch something. ”

……

Zhu Youzhen waved his hand and stopped Zhang Weixian, who was still talking, after all, Wang Jiu took his orders to act, and it was a private job for him, and he couldn't say anything, and he even had some self-blame in his heart.

If this matter is put on Zhu Yousong, it is estimated that he will raise this matter to the level of national righteousness, and he will not have the slightest guilt in his heart.

Zhu Yousong looked at Zhu Youzhen's somewhat embarrassed look, glanced at him, and felt a burst of disdain in his heart: "This is the result of the second child's three-year retreat in the Xinwang Mansion?" Why don't I believe it so much, could it be that the second child has been used to study how to give birth to a baby in the past three years? ”

Zhu Yousong said with a smile: "British duke, dissipate your anger, since this Wang Jiu always dispatches skilled craftsmen, we might as well go and see what he has come up with!" ”