The town is called Ping'an Town, the ordinary can no longer be ordinary, the ordinary can no longer be ordinary, there is no Tao Zhugong who is rich and rivals the country, there is no scholarly family that has been passed down for a hundred years, and there is no official eunuch with purple in gold.

There are people in Ping'an Town, just women who sell tofu brains under the pergola, and although the are old, they are also affectionate;

The old woman with an oil-paper umbrella on the side of the stone bridge watched innocent and romantic children running by every day, and there was a smile in the wrinkles on her face;

The gentleman who looked at him in the shade of the tree shook his head and deceived the girl who was just beginning to fall in love;

As the sun sets, when the shepherd boy drives the cattle home, the bluestone paved streets are trampled to a "creak", which also indicates that the day in the town is coming to an end.

Everyone seems to be very laid-back, because there are many more slow days like this.

Outside Ping'an Town is a circle of vast bamboo forest, there is no end in sight, the bamboo leaves will also "rustle" when the wind blows, if it rains, the bamboo forest after the rain will also burst out of a hazy mist, the vast fluttering like a fairyland.

It's another year of valley rain.

The rain is not heavy, but the rain is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, often make people wet the spring shirt before they notice, in the evening, when every household rises to smoke, the smoke and rain are mixed, the whole town is like a Danqing ink painting.

"Chen Ping'an!"

Suddenly, a mid-air shout broke the calm of the ink painting.

The voice was made by a woman in her thirties, slightly chubby, wearing the usual cloth skirt, standing under the eaves of her house, shouting loudly at the next door.

The woman was obviously an anxious person, and before others could respond, she called out again: "Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an······"

"Babble~"

Finally, the wood door next door opened, and a teenager stepped out of it.

The young man was not very old, that is, fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a gray turban on his head, wearing a linen-colored cloth robe with a few conspicuous patches on the robe, and his family background should be very ordinary.

Although the young man was poor, he was very delicate, with a pair of gentle and clear eyes under his thick eyebrows, and his shoulders were not strong, but he was never rickety, but interestingly, this slightly stubborn backbone was covered by a clean bookish atmosphere.

"Five, five aunts."

However, as soon as the young man opened his mouth, he broke his skills, and he didn't stutter, but he was really not good at words.

"Chen Ping'an, you're blushing again!"

Before the woman could speak, another head stretched out from behind her, the tiger head was very strong, this should be the son of the fat woman's fifth aunt, he laughed and said: "Chen Ping'an, why do you often blush, twist Nini like a girl, how can you be a teacher in the future?" ”

It turned out that this shy young man's name was Chen Ping'an, and he was even more embarrassed when he was ridiculed by his neighbor's playmate, and he opened his mouth to explain but didn't know how to argue.

"This kid is simple."

The fifth aunt shook her head, pulled Chen Ping'an into the courtyard, and kicked her own son by the way: "Don't bully Ping'an, he's so honest." ”

"Mother!"

The fifth aunt's son is nicknamed Tiger Head, he touched his head and said jealously: "Why are you all so good to Chen Ping'an, is it because he is a student of the old master, and then he is handsome, obedient and hardworking, honest and trustworthy······

The tiger head was very angry at first, but the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, and finally he simply closed his mouth, and then the fifth aunt also turned around, glared and asked: "Just say, should we like a good child like Ping'an." ”

······

Chen Ping'an is a good child, this is the consensus of everyone in Ping'an Town, although he is not an aborigine, just an orphan picked up by the old master who taught in the town.

The old master's surname is Chen, and he reads poetry and books, but he didn't give Chen Ping'an any elegant name, probably in the old master's heart, he hopes that this child will be "safe and peaceful".

Later, when the old master died, the people in the town took the initiative to take care of Chen Ping'an, on the one hand, everyone was grateful for the kindness of the old master when he was alive, not to restrain the kindness of teaching children for free;

On the other hand, Chen Ping'an is knowledgeable and has a good character, and everyone hopes that he can inherit the mantle of the old master in the future and become the only teacher in the town.

As for the middle-aged women like the fifth aunt, their minds are much simpler, they just feel sorry for Chen Ping'an when they see that Chen Ping'an is about the same age as their own child.

However, Chen Ping'an has never eaten and drunk in vain, he will always help others write a letter or a couplet every time, and if the other party really doesn't need these things, he will also help run errands.

Ping'an Town is isolated by the sea of bamboo, if you go to the city, you must pass through the dense bamboo forest, the town residents can not write home letters, but daily necessities are still needed.

Take the fifth aunt's family as an example, there is an urgent need for some herbs now, because the fifth uncle who was Orion was injured.

As soon as Chen Ping'an entered the fifth aunt's house, he immediately smelled a bloody smell of discord, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the fifth uncle's calf was bandaged with a layer of cloth made of old clothes.

"Peace is coming, hurry up and sit down to eat."

However, the fifth uncle seemed to be fine, he still drank wine with taste, and he didn't take this injury to heart.

"I know how to drink, and I don't know if I'm drunk one day!"

The fifth aunt scolded angrily, probably this is the way middle-aged couples get along, the fifth aunt saw that her husband was injured, although she was also very distressed, but the words that came out of her mouth were very "mean".

"If you really have to be drunk, that's what makes it comfortable."

The fifth uncle drank half a bowl of rice wine again, with a satisfied look on his face, and then took a sip and said: "It's really weird, I was hunting in the bamboo forest today, and I always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at me behind me, but when I turned my head, it was empty, and this had never happened before, so I accidentally fell into the trap." ”

"You're drunk and confused!"

The fifth aunt snorted coldly, she thought that her husband was drinking before hunting.

"Perhaps."

The fifth uncle can only blame the reason for this, because he really didn't see anything.

"Fifth uncle."

Chen Ping'an saw that the strip of cloth was still oozing blood, squatted down and asked slowly, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt!"

The fifth uncle boasted through the strength of wine: "How strong my body is, I have suffered more serious injuries than this before, and I will be healed after lying down for two days······"

"That's because there are Yonghetang's herbs at home!"

The fifth aunt interrupted coldly: "Right now, it's just running out, and it's still raining outside, so I can only wait for the rain to stop and I'll go to the city to buy it back, so you can bear with it first." ”

While talking to her husband, the fifth aunt brought the meal to the table, shallots and tofu, steamed sea bass, and game and bamboo shoots, which were not very delicate but enough to satisfy the stomach.

After the four of them finished eating, Chen Ping'an noticed that there was more and more blood stains on the fifth uncle's wound, and he looked at it silently for a long time before suddenly saying, "Fifth uncle, I'll go to the city tonight to buy herbs, so that you can get better early." ”

"No, no, it doesn't hurt at all."

The fifth uncle waved his hand to refuse, in fact, it was fake that it didn't hurt, after all, the traps were all sharpened piles, and they also punctured their calves, so he kept drinking to relieve the pain.

However, I definitely can't go to the city tonight, because the visibility of the bamboo forest is very low when it rains, and in the dark environment, in addition to getting lost, you may also step into a hunting trap.

The fifth uncle only regarded Chen Ping'an as a polite, and the fifth aunt who was washing dishes on the stove did not hear the conversation, and when Chen Ping'an said goodbye and went home, the tiger head teased his big black dog for a while, he suddenly thought of something, frowned and said: "Mother, do you think Chen Ping'an will really go to the city to buy medicine, he is always stupid." ”

"What to go to town?"

The fifth aunt only knew that there was such a thing after asking, she let out an exclamation of "oops", and hurriedly ran to the next door, only to find that Chen Ping'an was not at home, and the clothes that covered the rain disappeared together.

"This solid-eyed stupid kid······"

The fifth aunt muttered in a daze: "I must have braved the rain to go to the city to buy medicine." ”

"Really?"

The fifth uncle was unbelievable.

"You are either hunting or drinking all day long, and you don't even know anything about your own family, so how can you know the character of peace."

The fifth aunt looked at the endless bamboo forest not far away, and said worriedly: "I watched him grow up, this child is trustworthy and kind-hearted, as long as he says it, he will definitely do it." ”

"Isn't it······"

Tiger Head is also next to corroborate: "When I was a child, I played hide and seek, we asked Chen Ping'an to hide under the bridge and not come out, but he really didn't move a step, and when we thought of him, the river tide was up to Chen Ping'an's calves, if it was a little later······"

"So."

The tiger head stuck out his tongue: "Later, we didn't dare to joke with Ping'an, for fear that he would be serious." ”

"That'······ What can I do? ”

The fifth uncle was also stunned.

"What else can I do?"

The fifth aunt sighed: "There are so many paths in the bamboo forest, and I can't catch up with them now, so I can only wait at home." ”

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and against the backdrop of the night, the lush bamboo forest in the day is like a creeping beast at this moment, opening its huge mouth of blood basins, quietly waiting for the prey to enter it.

······