Although wine, baked cakes, dry food, and game are not silver, they are actually equivalent to silver.

Mei Xiaohan likes to name people in her life, and when she saw this blood-red high-headed horse, she remembered to name it too.

I couldn't help but say the word "Feiyun". It is also a tribute to the memories of the time in the town of Daimyo.

"Feiyun!"

"What a name!"

Ye Fei was overjoyed and said, "Brother Mei... It's really beautiful! The name given to the horse is also so literary! ”

There was an endless stream of people who wanted to ride horses, but it was already getting late, and they had to go home.

"Prepare to return to Yuelong Village!"

"This trip was very rewarding!"

Relying on a horse alone, in just half a day, he earned a bunch of items like a hill, which is tantamount to some white wolves with empty gloves.

After packing all their things, the two of them set out on the road, ready to return to Yuelong Village.

With a full load of food and goods, Mei Xiaohan felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, and when she went out of the door, she finally didn't leave in vain.

The patriarch waited at the entrance of the village, still on crutches, squinting his eyes, looking into the distance, which seemed to have become a habit.

That's how habits come about.

When Mei Xiaohan came back, especially when she came back with the blood-red horse, the whole village exploded.

The villagers came out to watch, as if they were looking at aliens.

Ye Fei was a little embarrassed, so he was busy unloading the goods, game, grain and vegetables, and wine.

The patriarch was already trembling a little when he walked, and he smelled a wonderful smell in his nose.

This is the wine made by a famous winery in Fairview City, which has been buried in the ground for more than ten years.

As if welcoming the return of a hero, the villagers invited Mei Xiaohan and Ye Fei into the village.

Since Mei Xiaohan's arrival, everything in Yuelong Village has been changing, and everything is getting better.

The spring breeze at night is like wine, but when it is blown by the wind, it is already a little drunk.

After entering the village and continuing along a country road, there is an open field.

Firewood has been set up in the middle of the field, and everyone is waiting for the patriarch to light it and light the first fire, which symbolizes hope.

There was wine, and meat, and laughter.

After the fire was lit, everyone began to jump happily around the fire. It's been a long time since I've been so happy, both men and women, young and old, very happy.

"Mei Gongzi has brought good luck to Yuelong Village!"

"Everyone should thank him!"

"He is the reincarnation of an immortal, sent to our village by heaven."

"Yes!"

"We can't let him go, we have to let him stay in the village!"

Ye Fei poured the first bowl of wine for the patriarch, and in front of the fire, the patriarch was full of red light. With his white beard in his hands, he nodded, and poured the entire bowl of wine on the ground, which seeped into the dirt.

"This bowl of wine respects the heavens and the earth!"

Ye Fei was a little embarrassed, and poured another bowl of wine for the patriarch.

The patriarch put the wine down again and poured it on the ground.

Ye Fei was a little anxious, and said, "Don't pour all the wine, there are only two jars of wine in total, and there will be no more if you pour it again!" ”

The patriarch said unhurriedly: "This second bowl of wine is for those heroes who sleep in the ground!" ”

After pouring three bowls of wine in a row, the patriarch nodded with satisfaction.

Yuelong Village has a tradition of sacrificing ancestors, because of the famine for more than ten consecutive years. The sacrificial activities were interrupted for a while, but now the situation has improved slightly, and the patriarch has taken this opportunity to make a wish.

The villagers haven't eaten meat for many years. All of them stared wide-eyed. They all stared at the fire, roasting hares and game.

The men brought bowls and begged for wine, and sat on the ground casually, taking small sips of wine, but not daring to drink it in large gulps, for fear that it would soon be finished.

Many people have already slept, so not many people come. But this alone is obviously not enough.

It can't be used as a food to fill your stomach, but only as a delicious tooth sacrifice to chew slowly.

Finally someone asked, "Where did these things come about?" ”

When Mei Xiaohan said the reason, everyone was shocked and couldn't believe that the villagers couldn't come up with such a peculiar idea even if they wanted to.

A man held an empty bowl and said: "It seems that riding a horse is not something that ordinary people can ride if they say they can ride!" ”

Years of war have led to a sharp decline in the number of excellent horse breeds in the Central Plains, and even ordinary horses are rare.

On weekdays, everyone sees the most cows, and then cattle are also very precious, cattle are the embodiment of productivity, how many cattle in a family represents his identity.

The moon was shining, and the villagers were sitting on the ground, chatting, they had never been so relaxed, and they had never been so laid-back.

"Mei Gongzi, tell us about the outside world!"

The teenagers gathered around Mei Xiaohan and begged him to tell stories about the outside world.

Ye Fei was also very excited to see Mei Xiaohan so popular, and said, "I also want to hear your story, I don't know if I have an ear blessing!" ”

Mei Xiaohan felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger, and her face was embarrassed, and she didn't know how to open her mouth to tell the absurd stories that happened to her.

The patriarch said, "If the children are willing to listen, you can coax them!" ”

"The water flows low, and the people go high. There's nothing wrong with learning more about the outside world! ”

The children who took Mei Xiaohan back to the village behaved very positively, looking at Mei Xiaohan with a cute face.

In his opinion, there are only two kinds of life in life: happy and unhappy. Life became a simple multiple-choice question.

In reality, life is really not that complicated.

A time-traveler who encounters many bizarre things. The trajectory of life is changed, the plan is changed, and the dream is changed.

If only the beliefs are changed, then there is really no difference between the living dead.

Seeing that Mei Xiaohan was still in a daze, the teenagers urged him to hurry up, and his thirst for the unknown and confused eyes reminded Mei Xiaohan of his former self.

Don't be willing to be mediocre, want to change, and make some achievements. By mistake, I picked up a gourd and started a dream journey.

The journey doesn't end there, it continues.

Travel through time and space to the Great Song Dynasty to experience every inch of land, every person, and every kind of life.

The ancients, too, possessed great wisdom, and they also longed for change and change.

In order to make life better, in order to better show themselves, many people have stepped onto the stage of history.

Many people were drowned in the surging crowds and died in the midst of change.

Some people's spirits are inherited, and although people die, their mighty spirit lives forever.

Although Yuelong Village is small, it is like a flame, burning in the wind, with a sense of pride.

In a small Yuelong Village, there are already many people who are ready to move. In the long course of history, they are not even a punctuation mark.

But they are hardworking, positive, optimistic, they know very little knowledge, their ancestors have left many glories, although the memory has been sealed, but the heroic soul lives on. Immortal and immortal.

Mei Xiaohan has been in a daze, never opened her mouth, and finally didn't know how to speak, and said in a gentle tone: "No matter what I was before, now I am willing to bring changes to the village and bring different things!" ”

When it comes to something different, Mei Xiaohan can't say clearly.

In short, it is only the difference that makes him feel novel. Only the difference gives him the motivation to continue.

Mei Xiaohan satisfies the curiosity of teenagers and children and tells some modern things.

Although the teenagers couldn't understand it, they listened carefully and were fascinated.

Who can say that these teenagers and children are dull, just because they live in different times and receive different information.

The teenagers were very interested in everything Mei Xiaohan said, which made their hearts even more itchy, and they could only dream in their own minds.

Many people hear the word dream for the first time, some start crying, some are in a daze, and most are silent.

Ancestors have guarded a piece of land for generations, and the first thing is to live, and the second is to live.

The children in the village originally thought that their dreams were far away from them, and their biggest dream was to be fed.

Xiao Budian asked: "My family is poor and there are only four walls left, can I also have dreams?" ”

"My mom and dad are dead, I'm an orphan!"

Mei Xiaohan clenched his hands into fists and talked about his dreams endlessly.

The patriarch coughed twice, broke the embarrassing situation, and said, "For Yuelong Village, the most important thing now is to develop agriculture, and other things can be put aside first. ”

Mei Xiaohan blushed and closed his mouth, at this moment he felt that he had said too much.

Ye Fei said: "Mei Gongzi's idea is really unique! After listening to it, it made me pause! ”

Most of the food had been eaten, and the firewood had burned only ashes, and the crowd dispersed unsatisfied.

Under the moonlight, only the shadows of two people and a horse remained.