From ancient times to the present day, the place of origin of human beings seems to have always been at the water's edge.

For example, the Yellow River tribe, such as the Yangtze River tribe.

And time seems to prove this truth, even if it is just a small river, there will always be traces of human existence not far from it, more or less, which seems to be in response to the words of someone who does not know which has been ancient.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water.

Naturally, the sea is a treasure trove, and the industrious working people will not give up cultivating it, and the edge of the endless sea will not lack fishermen's camps.

On a narrow path on a huge mountain in the distance of the Yellow Sea, a few village girls dressed in various linen clothes were carrying buckets to fetch water from a small river not far away.

Naturally, seawater is inedible, so if people want to make tea and cook, they have to find a clean freshwater source.

When women walk together, they always have nothing to spare, talking about homely things in the east and poor in the west, nagging about an instinct of human beings since ancient times.

Gossip.

"Hey, have you heard, someone in that Shanghe village picked up a person."

A woman wearing a blue headscarf and a gray linen dress with a mysterious look on her face shared the latest news she had heard with her sisters.

"What's that? Picked up an individual? Whoever you listen to, people can pick it up. ”

The women around her were instantly attracted to attention, looked at the sisters around her with curiosity, and urged her to continue.

The village girl with the blue turban, looking at the sisters around her who were interested in her hanging, suddenly raised her head, waved her hand at the sisters and said: "Don't believe this, I have a sister who lives in Shanghe Village, she told me yesterday that the mute in their village went to the beach a few days ago to pick up a pretty man, tsk, I heard that the appearance is more handsome than the Chen Biao in Shanghe Village." ”

"It's really fake, I heard that the matchmaker said that Chen Biao is one of the best handsome men among us, and there are even people who are more handsome than him, what kind of face does that have to be."

The other women were also skeptical when they heard the blue turban village girl blowing in amazement.

"That's not it, my sister said, when the little offspring was dragged to the village by the dumb man, the village Lang Zhong took off the clothes when he gave him a needle, and the skin was white, just like a scholar."

As soon as the village girl of the blue turban finished speaking, the other sisters covered their mouths and laughed at her.

"Yo, the damn has seen the body of a scholar, this is going to be passed home, and you can't beat you to death."

"Don't mess around, I haven't finished yet."

The woman with the blue turban was interrupted in the middle of her speech, waved her hand to signal the crowd to be quiet, and then continued: "But, my sister said, the little offspring, who is also handsome, and whose brain does not seem to be very good, was rescued by the mute, and was groggy all day long, like a fool. When I asked him, I didn't know what kind of nonsense he answered, and I couldn't understand the mess, but listening to the accent, it looked like a fugitive from Yandi. ”

"Do you still know what it means to be a fugitive from Yandi......

The laughter of the village girls spread all the way down the path, and accompanied them all the way to the river.

And in the Shanghe Village in their mouths, the fool was sitting in a small room with a helpless face at the moment, covering his head and grinning and sighing.

Damn.

As soon as he came ashore from the sea, he could not support his body and passed out, and then he was in a state of high fever.

But luckily, when he felt like he was about to die, a man dragged him home.

Merely!

Big brother, you can at least do your best to save me, or call a doctor, and just throw me on the bed and wait for death.

Speechlessly, patting his head, which had been feverish for several days and still had some residual pain, Zhao Lan took a breath of cool air and slowly stood up on the side of the bed.

I don't know how long it's been.

Panting, Zhao Lan easily moved two steps, and touched a wooden table next to him to support his body that was about to fall.

Blinked vigorously, and waited until the dazzling Venus in front of him dispersed, Zhao Lan raised his eyes to look at the room where he had been sleeping for a few days.

The room is not big, it looks like it is about 30 square meters in size, but in addition to the large bed on the side of the room and the table in his hand, there is also a large shelf, on which some small pots are placed, and it seems that some vegetables are placed in it.

The paper on the window not far away seemed to be so thick that even the sunlight outside could not penetrate it.

Zhao Lan took a light breath, moved to the door step by step, and it took a lot of effort for Zhao Lan to finally open the locked door.

A ray of sunlight shone down from the sky and sprinkled on Zhao Lan, who had been sleeping in the room for a few days, and the warmth instantly dispelled the chill on his body.

Walking out of the threshold with difficulty, Zhao Lan slowly sat down against the door frame.

With a high fever, his body instantly returned to before liberation, and he almost fell down after walking two steps, and even when he was just squatting, Zhao Lan clearly heard a creaking crunch from the bones of his body. The body also seems to be aging, and after squatting down, it takes nearly half a minute to gasp for breath before the body tends to normal.

Zhao Lan knew that her current situation was completely a sequelae of high fever and calcium deficiency.

Touching his chest, Zhao Lan looked outside the house where the life-saving benefactor lived.

A few scattered fences form a simple fence with a small vegetable garden growing several different vegetables.

On the right front of the door, an irregular stone table was resting on the ground, on top of which was a small round stone that looked like a mill.

There are also many dried vegetable leaves next to the mill, neatly arranged.

It seems that this person's life seems to be quite difficult, and Zhao Lan seems to understand why he was thrown on the bed and waiting for death.

Also, in the past in those movies and televisions, in ancient times, they generally couldn't afford to hire Langzhong, and it seemed that the diagnosis fee was quite expensive, so many poor people were waiting for death due to serious illnesses, and waiting for minor illnesses to boil, at most, they would go to the pharmacy to grab some medicine, or they would go to the field to pick some herbs by themselves.

It was as if this man belonged to the latter.

Zhao Lan sighed, feeling the bitter smell of medicine suddenly emerging from the root of her teeth, and sighed speechlessly.

"Hey, isn't this a fool who Yunzhu girl picked up from the seaside, why did she come out?"

Just as Zhao Lan was sighing about the backwardness of the ancient material civilization with a gloomy face, a group of men suddenly walked in front of the courtyard, and when they saw Zhao Lan walking out of the house, they all screamed in surprise.

Damn, what are they calling me.

Zhao Lan suddenly raised her eyebrows, looked at them with unhappy eyes, forcibly resisted the urge to step forward and slap their mouths, smiled at them, and waved her hand.

The tiger falls in Pingyang.

It's just that what Zhao Lan didn't know was that at this moment, his hair was unkempt, his spirit was sluggish, and he was pale and shrunk by the door, sitting on the ground basking in the sun. It's really no better than a fool, but there is no mirror, and he doesn't know it.

What's more, his smiling wave of his hand and the greeting of those croppers suddenly turned into a smirk in the eyes of those people.