Zhang Liang had already stayed on the bed, staring at the tight thatch above his head, his eyes had been blinking for a long time, and two hours ago, the little girl Zhang Ling'er ran out crying in fright. (Thinking elsewhere is that Zhang Liang thought he was clever and cried.) From time to time, the grandfather and grandson looked inside through the wooden window, whispered to each other, and nodded frequently. Looking at the uncontrollable tears when he was asked about the girl's father outside the hospital, Zhang Liang actually felt inexplicably guilty. It also made Zhang Liang even more dazed, and the strange things that had been ignored in the past few days also poured into his mind, and there was almost no place around Zhang Liang that he felt familiar, this linen cloth and clothes, but it seemed that he had seen it when his grandfather was still alive in his hometown, and it seemed to be called a sack for daily use. Looking at this futon again, Zhang Liang glanced at his mouth, it seems that the beggars on the street are also more lively than this, in addition to the washed Pu Jie, there is also a little unknown lightness. There is no decent furniture, everything is placed on various wooden couches, or coffee tables. Not to mention the shadow of wires and the like, this is a scene of breaking the times, and Zhang Liang's thoughts are disturbed.

At dusk, Zhang Ling'er, who didn't realize that she had disappeared for a long time, floated into the door like a wind, pointed to Zhang Liang on the bed, turned her head and said to the shadow; "Uncle Niu, here and here." When the person came into the house, he was shocked, scratched the back of his head, and said, "I almost confessed my mistake," said and smiled innocently, but you and Qilang Meiyu are really similar, I am Zhang Niu, under the ditch, I heard that you are a distant relative of Qilang Mountain, this mountain, I don't know how far, just us, I haven't been a guest for many years. After speaking, she stepped aside, and the woman who was about thirty years old who was standing behind stepped forward and said, "I am familiar with the birth, the fairy-like healing and saving people, it is not good, I said okay, just take a look." Saying that, he touched the bruise bag on Zhang Liang's head who was in a state of confusion after seeing the two people in ancient costumes, and looked up and down, Zhang Liang's back and limbs, why did he fall so badly, oops, this has to be raised for several months, and looked at the grandchildren behind him. Let him lie down for a few months, tsk. Suddenly, Zhang Liang grabbed the person in front of him with one hand and asked eagerly, how many years is this year, how many years is it, Xu Niangzi calmed down her tone and said, sure enough, this year is the year of Ding Hai, and the martial arts have been ten years, but there may be people in the mountains who don't know the age, don't worry, you are temporary, and it will be fine in the future. Zhang Niu interjected: "It was rumored two months ago, saying that this year is not called Wude, what is it called Zhenguan, now many people call this year the first year of Zhenguan, and soon the villagers will tell me." "Zhang Liang still doesn't give up, are you so deceitful and fun, you are lying to me, smile, don't act, it's boring. The two looked at each other, still comforted, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay slowly. When the two left, the grandparents and grandchildren thanked them non-stop.

Zhang Ling'er slowly moved in front of her, and also learned to comfort her, it's okay, it's okay, it's going to be fine, it's not like Aya. But don't yell at me, Aya never yelled at me, okay, okay. Zhang Liang was helpless in his heart, thinking about recuperating from his injuries as soon as possible, so that he could get off the road as soon as possible, and ask someone to understand. Looking at the girl in front of her, she was a little strong and cute, and she unconsciously felt close. He smiled back.

Zhang Liang, who was supervised by his grandparents and grandchildren in bed all day long, was not only worried, but also thinking about how to find someone. You can still feel the strange warmth. A few days later, Zhang Niu came up again and told interesting stories in the city, but Zhang Liang was always reluctant but had to compare it with the history in history. Sometimes I ask myself if this is a time travel, whether it is a small singularity after the three-dimensional overlap on the science fiction journal, or a small wormhole.

More than a month has passed in a blink of an eye, the sun in June swept in the afternoon, other times, it is the mountain high and dense, the crisp mountain spring brings a trace of coolness, Zhang Liang sat under the eaves, at this time his right leg has been swollen, in addition to still some red stasis, the left leg is still fixed, looking at the return from work, are the two people with blushing faces and beads of sweat, and then look at themselves who have nothing to do, after all, they are a little embarrassed, so they greeted the two cordially, handed over the clay pot containing the spring next to them, and returned with an affectionate smile. The woman cast it with that kind of mother's eyes again, which made Zhang Liang feel even more unnatural.

Since he could go to the ground, Zhang Liang couldn't stop, walked east, looked west, looked at the crops and vegetables that grew up in the countryside, and couldn't recognize some of them. Sometimes I can meet a person who works, Zhang Liang always greets him warmly and greets him for a long time. Zhang Liang's heart sank a little. Within a radius of several miles, I also knew that there was such a person as him.

Under the careful care of his ancestors and grandchildren, Zhang Liang's injury was much faster than expected, and he could also learn to make some baskets made of scorn, flat baskets, I heard that these traders in the city used to exchange some things, before Zhang Niu helped to sell, although Zhang Liang felt that he was doing well, but it was still better to be kept for his own use, and he had said goodbye to Zhang Niu and went to the city together. Zhang Liang was excited all night. got up early, changed into Ling'er's deceased father's clothes, and wrapped a headscarf. Xiao Ling'er also wanted to go together, so she put on her backpack and went with her.

Along the way, I saw more than a dozen people, all dressed like cows, and everyone had their own abnormalities, but their gait was pleasant, and they all slowly gathered to the market. When standing under the city wall called Nawei County, Zhang Liang was reluctant to move for a long time, and his mouth kept vibrating, repeating "This joke is a big deal、、、