"Wow-wow-wow-"

The silence was shattered by the loud howl of a baby, like a pebble thrown into the water and ripples, and suddenly the whole village came alive.

Ding Desheng was so anxious that he rubbed his hands, circled around the yard, and when he heard the cry coming from the house, his whole person trembled, and he wanted to push the door and rush in the next second. A group of village women guarding outside the house hurriedly stopped him: it was unlucky for a man to enter the delivery room. But this old man Ding is over 40 years old to have such a child, and he is already excited, how can he care about this.

Just when everyone was pushing and shoving, the door opened, and Wen Po walked out happily, and smiled at Ding Laohan: "Congratulations to Brother Ding, you got a big fat boy!" When Ding Desheng heard this, his heart was about to jump out of his heart, and he hurriedly asked: "the child..."

"Peace and peace, mother and son are safe!"

In the congratulations of everyone, Ding Desheng ran to the gate of the small courtyard, knelt on the ground with a pop, and kowtowed to the sun three times.

He is a veteran, participated in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, the war situation in Vietnam is complicated, he has killed Vietnamese soldiers, but also killed civilians, after retiring and returning to his hometown, a fortune teller gave him a hexagram, saying that he hurt people's lives too much, and I am afraid that there is no queen in this life.

Later, it was said that he married a girl in the village, he was not too old when he retired, and the two of them worked hard for many years but the daughter-in-law's stomach never moved, just when he decided to accept his fate, he was looking forward to a son!

God forbid! At this time, Ding Laohan was already in tears.

At the end of the 80s, in the Xuzhou area, the people's living standards were generally still above and below the subsistence line, and Ding Village was located in a remote area, and the villagers all relied on their own fields to live, and there was no other source of income, and their lives were hard. But this Ding victory is different, he relies on a self-modified shotgun, with the precision marksmanship he has practiced on the battlefield, when the farm work is not busy, he goes up to the mountains to hunt, every harvest, so many years their family has never cut off meat. If he hit a large animal such as a wild boar muntjac, he also distributed it to the villagers, so he earned a good reputation, plus his good skills, enough to convince the local people, and the villagers elected Ding Desheng to be the head of Ding Village.

Now the village chief of Ding is happy with his son, and the big guys are also happy, and the village is as lively as a festival. When the child was full moon, Ding Desheng took out all the foreign wine seized from the Vietnamese officers and soldiers that year, regardless of the brand, and asked a few aunts in the village who were good at big pot dishes to help, and set up a running water table for a day. He seems to be smiling more this month than he has in the last three years combined!

During the banquet, he took his son out to appear, you look at this child: tiger-headed, eyebrows and eyes exactly the same as his father, a pair of big eyes looked at everyone with black eyes, without showing any timidity, and stretched out two fat little short arms to wave at everyone, as if expressing their indignation at them for eating their own rations, making everyone laugh, who will praise everyone when they see it: This doll is so handsome!

Ding Desheng hugged his son in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he was really reluctant to let go for a moment.

"Brother Ding, the child is full moon, it's time to choose a name!" There was a heckling. Everyone talked about it, of course, the villagers have a limited level of education, and the names they choose must not be good.

Ding Desheng looked at the fat son in his arms, thought for a while, and said: "Your father and I have you, it's like fighting a war to win the strategic high ground, in this way, you can be called Ding Luo!" ”

The little baby clicked his mouth twice, he couldn't understand what the adults were saying, and now he was very hungry, and he just wanted to go back to his mother to feed.

Hunger accompanied Ding Luo from a baby to a teenager, he always did not have enough to eat, not because of the lack of food in the family, but because the amount of food was too large, and by the time he was 7 years old, the bowl of food had already surpassed his father's, becoming the largest bite in the family.

Xiao Ding's personality is very similar to his father, he has been a sensible child since he was a child, he can help the old people in the village in his spare time, and the villagers like him very much, often picking wild fruits and picking bird eggs to give him. So since he was a child, he has never lacked food in his pocket, and he lives carefree.

When Ding Luo was three years old, the family added a younger sister to her, the eldest brother is like a father, when his parents work in the field, he has to take care of his sister's diet and daily life, the relationship between the brother and sister is very good, Ding Luo regards his sister as more important than his own life. A family of four crammed into one room, life is tight, but happy and happy, and the neighbors can often hear their laughter.

Decades later, Ding Xiao has already become a well-known superhero, one of the most powerful people on the planet, and has been supported and loved by the people, but what he misses the most is still the broken house when he was a child, as well as the past of his childhood, every time he thinks about it, he can't help laughing, for which I don't know how many times he has been ridiculed by Liu Zheng and other fox friends.

Happy times always pass quickly, and five years pass in the blink of an eye.

In the autumn of 1993 in the north, the climate was much better than in the 21st century. The sky is high and clear, and the white clouds seem to float in the blue sea. The south wind of reform and opening up has blown all over the country, and it has also brought great changes to Ding Village, with golden ears of wheat and full fruits, full of harvest and abundance everywhere.

Colorful golden pheasants walk among the bushes, occasionally looking down for edible grass seeds or insects, unaware that the equally hungry hunters have already set their sights on them. There were many grains of rice scattered on the ground not far away, which was a rare delicacy, and it watched vigilantly for a while, and when it saw no danger, it quickly rushed over and pecked at it.

There was a slight noise in the distance, and before the brood could react, a stone the size of a fingernail hit its eye, and the huge impact instantly shattered the skull and took its life.

Three and a half children, giggling, and a slightly taller child, about four or five years old, had a resolute face, bright eyes, and a slingshot in his hand. This was given by his father on his birthday last year, and now it is a baby that he never leaves, and it is not difficult to hit a golden chicken twenty meters away. The other child was as big as him, with a round head, red lips and white teeth, like a doll in a New Year's painting, and he picked up the brocade from the ground and praised the sharpshooter loudly, and the youngest girl wore a red jacket and two pigtails, and followed the tall boy without leaving an inch.

The tall child with the slingshot is Ding Luo, the short child is his cousin Ding Kan, and the little girl is his sister Ding Xiaoqian. Now that it's done, how can you bear it, the boy plucks his hair and disembowels his belly, and collects firewood to make a fire, and soon, the fat chicken is on the fire.

The children sat around the campfire and watched the pheasants bubble with oil, and they thought it was the most beautiful thing in the world. After waiting for a while, the roast chicken was not yet cooked, and Xiaoqian fell asleep in Ding Luo's arms first. The two boys got bored and started talking.

"Kanzi, what do you want to do when you grow up?" Ding was afraid that his sister would catch a cold, so he tightened him into his arms.

Ding Kan thought for a while and shook his head: "I didn't think about it, farming like my parents." Slightly, what about you? ”

The bonfire was reflected in Ding Luo's clear eyes, blazing, and without the slightest hesitation, he replied, "I'm going to be a soldier!" ”

"Don't think about it." Ding Kan said, "Uncle is just one of your sons, he won't let you go." ”

Ding Luo glanced down at his sister in his arms, stroked her hair, looked like a little adult, and said softly: "My father said that there are many bad people in this world, American devils, Japanese devils, Vietnamese devils, they all want to bully us. My father was a soldier, and I want to be a soldier too. Dad is old and can't beat the bad guys, it's my turn to protect the village, my parents and my little sister. ”

Ding Kan looked at Ding Luo, his little head couldn't understand, his cousin was only a few months older than him, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like an adult.

He was about to say, "I'm going with you!" But before the words could be spoken, they were interrupted by a faint shout, and the two of them looked up in the direction of the sound source.

"Ahhhh

Screams fell from the sky, something hit the canopy, crackled, branches snapped, fallen leaves scattered, and then there was a heavy sound of landing. The two boys, newborn calves, were not afraid, but looked at each other in astonishment, not knowing what had happened.

Dingkan was about to go over to have a look, when he heard the rustling of the bushes, and a man came over with the bushes.

This is an old Taoist priest with white hair, tall and tall, if he is usually immortal. It's just that now it's very embarrassing, the robe is hung with several holes in the branches, and the hair is scattered, but fortunately there is no injury.

The old Taoist priest saw that his tragic situation was seen by the two children, but he was not embarrassed at all, he tied his hair in a ponytail behind his head, showed an unfathomable expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Two little friends, Lao Dao has not eaten for three days, and he came with the fragrance, can I share this roast chicken with the two?" ”

The children only thought he was a lonely old man, so they generously agreed. The old man was overjoyed, walked over and grabbed the roast chicken with one hand, and he was not afraid of being hot, so he tore off the chicken leg and handed it to the two children, and unceremoniously gnawed it.

The old Taoist priest took it out in his arms, took out a gourd like a trick, and enjoyed it with a sip of wine and meat, during which he did not forget to ask the names of the two children. It seemed that he was really hungry, and in a short time he chewed and ate the whole roast chicken with the crispy bones, and then he exhaled comfortably, burped a long full, and sat down on the rocks without moving.

"Uncle, why did you fall from the tree?" Ding Luo asked.

Lao Dao stretched out his finger and pointed upward, saying, "It's not on the tree, it's in the sky." The old flying sword cultivated his wisdom, and he had just argued with me in the air, so he threw me down. Well, when I find it and come back, I will be severely punished. How about it, do you want to follow the old way and go back to the mountains to practice? ”

Ding Luo and Ding Kan both shook their heads in disbelief.

"Haha, we don't want to learn your 'Tree Crashing Magic Skill'~" Ding Kan laughed.

The old Taoist priest was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous, the little doll doesn't know the hearts of good people, the spells I taught, if you learn it well, Biluo Huangquan is not for you to be free, even if you want to move mountains and reclaim the sea, it is not impossible!" ”

"Bragging!" Ding Kan grimaced at the old Taoist priest, leaned into Ding Luo's ear and whispered, "Could this old man have broken his head, such nonsense, wow, we shouldn't have met a bad guy, right?" ”

The old Taoist priest stretched out his finger and pointed at the two and a half children, who were so choked that he couldn't speak, he snorted twice, pinched the magic in his hand and read loudly: "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of ten thousand qi." Cultivating hundreds of millions of eons of eons proves my supernatural powers. ... The wisdom of the hole is thorough, and the five are soaring. The golden light appears quickly, covering real people. Haste as a law! ”

With the last word "Ling" exited, the tall and thin figure of the old man instantly burst out with a strong golden light, and the two children hurriedly covered their eyes with their hands, and when they looked at it again after the light gradually dimmed, a magical scene happened.

The withered grass under the feet of the old Taoist priest was all alive, the emerald green that represented life was still spreading rapidly, the golden leaves of the trees were turning green, the grass was blooming beautiful flowers, and even the firewood they used to roast chickens was burrowing fine shoots. In a short time, the forest they were in became lush and lush, as if they had suddenly returned to spring.

"Actually... It's true... There are immortals! Ding Kan was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. And Ding Luo also hugged his sister who had not yet woken up in his arms, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

"Forever.

Therefore, those who can live long and long in heaven and earth can live forever because they do not generate by themselves.

It is the saint who comes after him; Outside of the body, but in the body.

Isn't it because of its selflessness? Therefore, it can become its own selfishness. ”

The old Taoist priest sang a strange ballad, the rhythm was simple and beautiful, as if it contained the rules of the operation of the whole world.

"The Dao body is not born and destroyed, and it is self-occupied. Poor road pure yoko. The Taoist priest walked up to the children, leaned down, and squinted at them with an indescribably strange look in his eyes. He smiled and said: "I see that a few little friends are full of extraordinary roots, and what is even more rare is that they are kind-hearted, and they will definitely achieve a great career in the future." Today, you and I have formed a good fate, and I will pass on to you the set of "Longevity Formula" that I just demonstrated. I hope you can cultivate diligently, and don't let down the gifts of God. ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the two to react, he stretched out his finger and pointed it at their eyebrows.