"Heaven to earth, rain to wind. Continents against the sky. Mountain flowers to sea trees, red sun to the sky. The thunder is faint and foggy. The sun goes down against the sky. The wind is high and the autumn moon is white, and the rain is red at sunset. The cow girl is about the two star rivers, and the two Yao fights in the west and the east. In October, the sassy frost frightened the brigade; On the Sandong River, the snow is cold and the fish are cold. ”

Yun Zheng always thinks that people have to go out to do it, the biggest weakness of children in the mountains is that they do not see Shijie outside, only after people communicate with each other will they continue to accept new information, information and knowledge are actually contained in our daily life and interactions, so the ancients will have the feeling that it is better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles.

As the most effective and commonly used means of communication between people, language must be mastered, and Yun Zheng even thinks that Zhuangzi and these people have gone wrong when communicating, and have replaced the object of dialogue with stones, butterflies, pines, and ancient trees, so they will say something that people can't understand, and they are not true.

Survival is the biggest practical problem, and when we can eat dumplings and throw them away, we will consider going to the East China Sea to fish for whales and go to the North to watch Kunpeng.

Yun Zheng doesn't even require the children to be able to write these words, but they must be able to memorize them, and they can recite them in a correct and round manner, all of which are official sounds.

Going to Woniu Stone every day to watch the information left by Lai Ba has become a daily homework for Yun Zheng, but for half a month, there is no information there, and there is no trace at all, which makes him so disappointed.

Since Yun Zheng planned to weave silk cloth by himself, the women in the village were very busy, cooking cocoons, drawing silk, reeling silk, and were very busy, while the men were busy printing cotton batik, from cooking to bleaching and dyeing have become their work, and the lazy cottagers suddenly found that they no longer had free time to sit on the platform of the bamboo building to bask in the sun and catch lice.

In fact, the people in Dousha Village are very clean now, not only the children are clean, but the adults are also very clean, at least they can't see the scenes of those disgusting parasites crawling in their hair.

The man's cotton cloth on the rock was full of liliang feeling, and every volley was accompanied by a crisp sound, which Yun Zheng couldn't do, his batik was made of bacon, and women used to rinse the batik, but now they have become men, all of them are bare-chested, she really can't come over, so she has to rinse by Yun Zheng herself.

Yun Zheng is full of affection for the beautiful batik cloth, and only through those familiar patterns can he feel that he is still alive, not a walking corpse.

Finally, with the help of everyone, Yun Zheng rinsed all his batik, and the bacon dried these batik cloths neatly on the bamboo poles, and the wind blew and cheered very spectacularly.

There is always endless work, and slowly Yun Zheng found that his leisurely time disappeared unconsciously, which was very wrong, and carefully cleaned up his day's work, and finally sadly found that he was calculated by bacon.

There is no need for the dignified Young Master Yun to be tired like a dog to rinse the batik, and there is no need to peel off the cocoon one by one, Yun Er, who peels off the big cocoon, is not interested in doing it, weishenme wants to do it himself?

Bacon is a strong child, other people's own family must not be less, she is most worried that people call her lazy girl, or lazy woman, so the Yun family also has to follow the pace of the village, and the capable farm work is almost the same, in the eyes of the people in the village, Yun Zheng is already like a teacher in the village, and he has to serve his own little land on weekdays.

On a sunny morning, Yun Zheng planned to take a lazy day to refresh his muscles, and walked slowly on the mountain road in the distance An ox cart with sheds on top of these two ox carts means that there are female dependents here, and people who can come by ox cart or carriage usually come to find Yun Ye himself.

When he was guessing who it was, a woman in white stepped down from the ox cart, and when she saw Yun Zheng three feet away, she began to squat down and salute. An old man sat on the wheel, looking like a housekeeper hired by Miss Lan Lan.

"Brother Yun, my little sister is going to travel far away, and I came to bid farewell to Brother Shi before leaving."

Lan Lan's squatting and saluting movements are ten times better than Liang Qi's salutes, especially the one who wears the heavy filial piety salute is like a white magnolia, and her excessively big eyes are full of gratitude.

This woman became extremely strong after the catastrophe, Yun Zheng didn't think that the gratitude in her eyes was a true portrayal of her mood at this time, if the monk Wugou, or Liang Qi told her that she had been able to save her father but was indifferent, Zuihou watched her family die, and there would be a trace of resentment towards such a person anyway.

But Lan Lan didn't, as if she was sincerely thanking her benefactor.

said things like "I will cherish it again" in his mouth, but Yun Zheng didn't want to zaijian this woman from the bottom of his heart, too stupid, and too scheming woman Yun Zheng didn't like it. Lan Lan always likes to bury her feelings, no matter what she does, she wraps it tightly in a pitiful skin, what she does and what she thinks in her heart are two different things, whoever marries such a woman is unlucky, Xiao Wugen just wants to get close to her and is really rootless.

But this shijie is for such women, they are beautiful, enchanting, noble, have almost everything, and live easily in the man-dominated shijie, because no matter what they want to do, there are always some guys with dirty thoughts in their hearts who will help, such as the Uncle Su of Meishan in Meizhou, who Lan Lan said in his mouth.

After Lan Lan left, the swear words in Yun Zheng's mouth never stopped, and the weishenme people casually recognized an uncle as Su Laoquan? I recognized a grandfather, but he was the patriarch of a dirt cottage?

Is there any fairness in this shijie? Although the current Su Laoquan is still unlucky, his nine-year-old son Su Shi is about to rise slowly in this glorious era.

Thinking of the demon that made the whole of Asia worship, Yun Zheng felt that he was really "out of time", a talented guy like a vast ocean, a guy who writes poems and lyrics are as natural as drinking cold water, Yun Zheng wants to meet him very much.

Other people's children are all demons, and when they look back at their own children, they are taking Yun San to watch the house snake, their little faces are dirty, their bodies are dirty, and there are several chicken feathers on their heads.

"You're stealing chickens?"

"No, it was the watchdog who stole the eggs!"