The breeze is not dry, and the weather is clear. There is no time in the mountains, and in the blink of an eye, I have seen ten sunrises and sunsets in Wolong Village.

Today's noon sun is just right, and the warm sunlight shines through the bare branches of the old and thick old locust tree in the courtyard of Hanniuzi, and the people who shine are very comfortable.

On the two or three stacked old millstone plates under the old locust tree, Xia Zongxiao squatted on the old millstone plate in a simple coarse brown cotton suit that Sister Xing'er had changed from Han Niuzi.

He was dressed in a brand-new cotton suit, embroidered with a few comfortable birds on the placket, and the word "peace" was on each of the two cuffs.

Although it is not as comfortable and splendid as it is worn on weekdays, Xia Zongxiao has a different feeling when he wears it on his body. It's just that he has been in a high position since he was a child, with fine clothes and fine food, handsome appearance, and his own bearing......

This was originally Sister Xing'er's new clothes for Han Niuzi, and the enthusiastic and simple Han Niuzi didn't wear it once and it came to Xia Zongxiao.

Xia Zongxiao's original "fancy" brocade clothes were still washed by Sister Xing'er, and when he was desperate to flee for his life at that time, he was scratched and bumped, and the blood stains made Xia Zongxiao's clothes miserable beyond recognition.

Xia Zongxiao didn't think that his clothes could still be worn, and he was originally going to throw them away, but he was stopped by Sister Xing'er from taking them to wash and sew up.

Xia Zongxiao squatted on the old grinding plate, holding a bowl of Gao Mo tea in his left hand, which was "honored" by Meng Wulang, who lived in the west of the village. In his right hand, he held a handful of longevity fruits, which was contributed by Meng Qilang, who lived in the south of the village.

Xia Zongxiao took a sip of Gao Mo and twisted a longevity fruit. Meizizi closed her eyes and enjoyed the rare good weather.

Around him was a group of teenage children, some younger, followed by his brother and sister snotting and clutching the corners of their clothes around Xia Zongxiao, who had sipped tea and squeaked sound......

The eagerness and anticipation are no longer enough to describe the longing in their eyes.

After a long time, Xia Zongxiao took a sip of Gao Mo in the bowl, and then put the small handful of uneaten longevity fruit back into the inner bag in his arms. After squatting for too long, his blood was not smooth, and his legs and feet were a little numb, Xia Zongxiao cautiously went down to the ground like a child who was afraid of heights.

Finally, facing the eager eyes of the children, he showed his kind and kind smile: "Please listen to the next decomposition when you know the future!" ”

Xia Zongxiao clapped his hands and said loudly to the disappointed and unwilling children: "Okay! Scattered! Scattered! Hurry up and go home for lunch, or your adults will come to look for it again and disperse... Don't stay, the stone doesn't take your sister home to find your mother? Her snot was almost in her mouth...... Meng Wulang, why are you staring at me like this? How can I say that I also call your father a righteous brother, you look directly at the elders like this, polite?

And you Shichiro! What's that look on your face? And the face is not happy? Uncle hasn't said anything about you yet! It's all already tied up! In a few years, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law, and the work is still so unreliable?

How did Uncle explain to you yesterday? Ask you to change some other candied fruit or something? You see you're a peanut bean every time... It's a bit of a tide this time! That's not going to work! Hurry home, the weather is good today, take it out and turn it over... Still staring! Hurry home..."

Although Meng Qilang's childish face has not disappeared, he is already half a head taller than Xia Zongxiao, twitching the corners of his mouth, rolling his eyes, with eagerness and anger on his face, glaring at Xia Zongxiao, who is obviously only five years older than himself, but here he is brazen and arrogant: "Didn't you say that you finished telling us the story of Wuhou today?" I've only been talking about it for half an hour, and then I won't talk about it? ”

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'll talk about it tomorrow..."

Listening to Xia Zongxiao's insincere perfunctory words, Meng Qilang was anxious: "No! The day before yesterday you said that you were done yesterday, and yesterday you said that you were done today! Today is tomorrow!

Besides, aren't you leaving tomorrow? Where are we going to listen? I deceived us and wanted to leave! No way! Let's talk about it now! Did Wuhou borrow the east wind from the practice of ascending the altar? Is there a big break to Cao Jun? Say it! ”

Not only the older Meng Qilang, but also Meng Wulang, even all the children around him stared at Xia Zongxiao eagerly, refusing to let him go, and rushed up to surround him in the middle to make a fuss.

"No stops... Speak quickly! Tell me..."

A group of young children who were brought by their brother and sister grabbed their tops and bottoms, and there were a few small things I don't know if they were intentional, snot and saliva were rubbed everywhere, and Xia Zongxiao even had messy clothes......

Some big ones were on the sidelines, fanning the flames: "Speak quickly!" Speak quickly! ”

Meng Wulang and Meng Qilang glanced at each other, showed a smile that was not too big, and desperately coaxed the seedlings on the side: "Say it quickly!" If you don't say it, you won't be allowed to go! ”

Xia Zongxiao only felt that there were countless ducklings rattling in his ears, and he was dragged and dangled by these little guys around him, and his head was big...

Just when he was helpless, an old but majestic angry cry suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Presumptuous! What a system! ”

Following the voice, an old man with a childish face and an extraordinary bearing stood at the gate of the courtyard.

Dressed in a dark robe, wearing a scarf, and holding a round of feather fan in his hand, he shook gently on a cold day in winter, and was not afraid of freezing......

The cloudy eyes reveal wisdom, and the snow-white beard floats in the slight breeze, which has the taste of a master who has escaped from the world......

This is the patriarch of Wolong Village, Xia Zongxiao called him Kong Weng, when Xia Zongxiao held Bai Ye, who was seriously injured and unconscious, he was the one who gave Bai Ye diagnosis and treatment.

He was followed by several men in strong suits with cold and gloomy faces. They were expressionless, silently standing behind the patriarch of the Kong clan.

Bai Ye, who went to visit him early in the morning, also came back together, but for some reason, Bai Ye's elegant and quiet narrow-sleeved shirt on Sister Xing'er has been replaced by a splendid dress, Xia Zongxiao looked really familiar, and looked at it attentively, isn't it that he was about to throw away, but was taken by Sister Xing'er to wash and sew up?

A purple and red base, gold embroidery thread, chest, placket, cuffs, and straight collar are embroidered with intricate and exquisite dragon and phoenix churning patterns. The blood stains on the top have disappeared, and the scratches and tears have also been repaired, and Xia Zongxiao can't see the traces of the sewing at all when he stands in the distance.

This gorgeous costume is worn on Bai Ye's body, and with Bai Ye's "handsome" face, it looks even more heroic and extraordinary. He has commanded thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield for many years, and there is a strong and compelling aura that attracts attention at that station.

Compared with Bai Yew's complexion, Xia Zongxiao's handsome little white face is more like a woman.

If it weren't for the taller chest on Bai Ye's chest than a normal man, there was a real chance that someone would have confessed his mistake.

Bai Ye stood there looking at the "embarrassed" Xia Zongxiao with a smile in his eyes, walked a few steps closer, and the young children around Xia Zongxiao consciously separated a road, looking at Bai Ye with some fear.

That's because, just yesterday in the middle of the night in the village, one punch smashed the heavy bluestone in the grassland, and in three moves, he put the recognized number one master in the village to the ground...

Xia Zongxiao saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart. Hmph, at a young age, you know that you are afraid of the soft and the hard! The future of the next generation in Wolong Village is worrying......

Bai Ye stretched out his hands and helped Xia Zongxiao tidy up the messy clothes that were messed up by the children, like a virtuous wife, but her movements were rough and unfamiliar, and she was a little clumsy...

Kong Weng glanced at the children present, they suddenly turned into birds and beasts and scattered, only Meng Wulang and Meng Qilang were still reluctant to leave, the story of Wuhou they wanted to hear was not finished.

Kong Weng glared at them. If you are reluctant, you can only leave obediently, and you will be depressed. No longer has that aggressive attitude towards Xia Zongxiao.

Seeing them deflated, Xia Zongxiao was very happy, but he pretended to have an empathetic preaching tone: "Everything in the world has a fate!" I'm lucky, I can't kill me, don't force it! Remember the two nephews! ”

The two of them were very angry and sad, but Xia Zongxiao grinned but was very happy.

Kong Weng stroked his white beard, with a faint surprise and smile on his face, his steps were light and steady, and he walked into the courtyard without showing any old age, and the men in the strong suits stood outside the courtyard to prevent anyone from disturbing him: "I am fortunate to have it, but I can't die?" Wei Gongzi is talented! Before the weak crown, he has seen through the world, and the world only hears the name of Wei Gongzi, but they don't know Wei Gongzi's amazing talent! Wei Gongzi? Or is it His Royal Highness the King Wei? ”

Bai Ye's hands that helped Xia Zongxiao straighten out his chest paused and returned to normal, without even changing his expression.

Xia Zongxiao restrained his smile, but he was not surprised: "This is really not an ordinary village. ”

Kong Weng was kind and warm: "Wei Gongzi is not an ordinary person!" ”

"I never said I was human..."

"The old man didn't say that this was an ordinary village..."