Click! Click! The silent forest was filled with the sound of shovels. The sound was harsh, and several birds were blown away by the noise.

The village lord said, "You can scrape lightly, the soil will fall off, and all the shaved earwax will come out." ”

When the soldiers and the female shopkeeper heard this, they no longer scraped too hard.

The village owner said, "Scrape it with a branch, and then find some big grass leaves to rub it." ”

The female shopkeeper scratched the heart of the spade and said, "I don't see that this village master is quite clean." ”

The soldiers and the shopkeeper listened to the village lord's words, scraped the dirt with branches, and then found a handful of grass leaves to wipe and wiped the shovels clean.

Even though it was wiped clean, the shovel head was also wiped green.

The soldiers and the female shopkeeper wiped the shovels. The female shopkeeper took the shovel and asked, "Village master, where did you get this spade, and the folk girl helped you get it back?" ”

When the village owner saw it, he replied, "It's okay, you can help take it back." The spade was taken from the barracks at the south gate of the village. ”

The female shopkeeper listened, smiled slightly, and replied, "The folk girl will help you take it back." ”

"Okay." The village owner said, "Sit down and rest." ”

After speaking, the village lord said to the soldiers: "Everyone sit down and rest, sweat before leaving." ”

When the soldiers heard this, they immediately replied: "It's the village master!" ”

The soldiers took their shovels and sat on the ground.

The shopkeeper took a shovel and sat down at the root of a tree, leaning against the tree.

The soldiers and the female shopkeeper were all sitting, resting and sweating. The soldiers sat there looking left and right. The shopkeeper sat there, looking at the trees, at the grass on the ground, and at some wild flowers.

The village lord stood there and watched the soldiers and the female shopkeeper.

The soldiers sat and rested with the female shopkeeper, and the village lord stood, and everyone looked at each other.

The horses were all tethered, and they ate the grass beside them, snorting twice once in a while.

Everyone else sits, but only stands, and the village owner has to find a place to sit. He searched and searched, but he couldn't find the ground. If they are not found, the village owner will not look for them again. He walked across the pit to fetch the sawn log.

The village lord ran over to bring the wood and sat down in front of the soldiers and the female shopkeeper.

The village lord sat on the wood and stretched out his feet to be comfortable, so he crossed his legs and sat cross-legged on the wood. Sitting cross-legged on a log, not the legs, feet and buttocks are all on the wood, but the buttocks are sitting on the wood, and the legs and feet are cross-legged on the ground.

The soldiers saw it and looked at each other. People are village owners, so we don't dare to stretch our feet like that.

When the female shopkeeper saw it, she didn't think much about it. The village owner was comfortable.

The village master sat cross-legged on a piece of wood, which was sawn on both sides, like a small stone pier, and was more than one end high. He sat cross-legged on the wood, looked at the soldiers and the female shopkeeper, and asked, "Are you tired of picking up dirt?" ”

The soldiers listened and said, "Of course I'm tired." ”

When the female shopkeeper heard this, she smiled slightly and said, "Thanks to a few soldiers, otherwise, my horse may be rescued when." ”

The village owner asked the female shopkeeper: "You have picked up so much soil, are you tired?" ”

When the female shopkeeper heard this, she looked at the village lord and replied, "Why aren't you tired, my hands are worn out." "Look." The female shopkeeper showed her hand to the village owner.

When the soldier heard this, he saw that the female shopkeeper showed her hand to the village owner, and he said, "Show me too." ”

When the female shopkeeper heard this, she showed him her hand and said, "Look." ”

The female shopkeeper's hand was really worn out, and it was broken in several places. When the soldier saw it, he looked at the female shopkeeper, and saw that the female shopkeeper had a solemn attitude and looked at him with solemn eyes.

The soldier did not dare to look at the female shopkeeper anymore, and turned to look at the village owner.

The village lord looked at the soldier and the female shopkeeper, and when he saw the soldier looking at him, he raised his head with his chest straight, assumed the posture of the head of the village, and stared at the soldier with his eyes.

Seeing that the village lord looked at him like this, the soldier who fell the knife quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at the village master again. He turned his head away, then turned to look at the other three soldiers.

When the other three soldiers saw the village owner's appearance, they did not dare to look at the village owner, or look down at him, or look elsewhere.

The female shopkeeper looked at the village owner and felt a little funny when she saw the village owner's appearance. Although she thought it was a little funny, she didn't laugh, she just moved the corners of her mouth slightly in a solemn manner.

The shopkeeper didn't laugh and sat there solemnly.

The village lord sat cross-legged on the wood, his body straight, and looked at the soldiers and the female shopkeeper in the posture of the village lord. He looked at the soldiers in a different way than he did when he looked at the female shopkeeper. The soldiers did not dare to look at him, but looked at him. The female shopkeeper sat in a dignified posture with a solemn expression, which made her afraid of three points.

The village lord looked at the female shopkeeper in the posture of the village owner, and after a few glances, he did not dare to look any more, and looked elsewhere to see the soldiers.

The village looked at the soldier from other places, but he was not convinced by the female shopkeeper. I am the head of a village, why don't I dare to look at her? The village lord was not convinced, and looked at the soldiers as the head of a village. He looked at the shopkeeper again as the head of a village, and instead of looking at him, the shopkeeper looked at the trees, at the grass, at some wild flowers.

The shopkeeper sat there, admiring the scenery in the woods, looking at the trees, looking at the grass, looking at the flowers. A gust of wind blew, filling the smell of the woods.

Seeing that the female shopkeeper didn't look at him, the village owner gradually lowered the village owner's posture.

The village lord put down the posture of the village lord and sat there, looking at this and that. The soldiers glanced at the village owner and saw that the village owner was back to normal, and they all sat up straight, no longer like before.

There is wind in the forest, and although the wind is not strong, it can make the sweat disappear faster. The soldiers rested with the female shopkeeper, and the sweat disappeared. The sweat was gone, and they basically rested.

They rested, but no one told the village master.

The soldiers didn't say anything, they wanted to sit down a little longer. The female shopkeeper didn't say anything, because she was worried that the soldiers didn't stop.

The village lord sat cross-legged, his legs numb. The village lord looked at them and asked, "Are you all resting?" ”

The soldiers looked at each other, and the female shopkeeper looked at them. Without waiting for them to speak, the village chief stretched out his legs and said, "After resting and walking, my legs are numb again." ”

The village lord stretched his legs, and when the numbness had passed, he stood up and said, "Get up." Back to the village! ”

The soldiers and the shopkeeper stood up with their shovels and took them to lead their horses.

The village lord went over and led the horse, got on it a few times, and rode it to the back of the horse. He tugged at the reins of his horse and held his whip in his hand, and turned the horse to watch the soldiers and the female shopkeeper. Two soldiers had to ride a horse together, and finally they rode on the horse.

Everyone got on their horses, and the horses neighed a few times. "Go back to the village." The village lord raised his whip and rode first.

"Drive!" The soldiers and the female shopkeeper followed the village lord with shovels in hand.

The horses were rescued and the six returned to the village. Walking in the forest, the trees swept by. The wind is whirring, and the village owner is the first. Running along, five people behind. Out of the forest, the trees are dense and sparse. Orion in the village, group prey. Seeing the horse coming, he hurriedly blocked it.

However, it is said that several hunters in the village walked together, holding steel forks, two-toothed forks, ropes tied to their waists, shoulders and arrows, carrying clips and other things, and came to the forest to put some hares and pheasants in their hands. These hunters, from the west of the village, came out of the south gate.