"Let's go, Ancestor, you have a good rest!"

The young man waved his hand and left the courtyard with a few oil saucers in his hand.

Whose hut has a clear ancient sound, and the young man stops to patrol the sound. Looking over the fence, the ordinary scenery unexpectedly stirred up the mood for some reason, the withered plum swayed freely, and the dark brown figure carried an incomprehensible sadness.

That's good, stop the clouds and listen to the music, and the madness is all in the past. The boy brushed away the wetness from the corners of his eyes, grimaced at the birds that gracefully crossed the sky, and then bounced away.

In the small courtyard, the old man quietly looked at the dead branches on his side and sighed. In those long years, how many unknown grief and indignation were weeping blood and singing, and how many wisps of desolation were waiting in the distance......

A woman sat on her threshold and polished the bluestone with a thick iron pestle, and the yellow rusty water trickled down the crack in the stone into the moss-clinging waterway.

Xu Han pulled the corners of his mouth, spit out the green foam in his mouth, and greeted loudly, "Aunt Xiang, what are you doing?"

The woman turned her head sideways, and when she saw that it was Xu Han, she straightened up and waved away the sweat drops from her sideburns, revealing a Shi Shi smile, "It's Xiao Han, Aunt Xiang, I'm grinding the needle!"

Xu Han staggered in front of the woman, looking at the iron pestle as thick as a wrist in the woman's hand in disbelief, and didn't know what kind of expression to show to say this.

Aunt Xiang didn't care about the young man's offense, so she rolled up her sleeves and took a palm of water from the stream to wash away the decay, and then grinded it up.

Xu Han put down the oil cup in his hand, squatted in front of Aunt Xiang and watched carefully, and after a while, he was convinced that this was not a joke, remembering the ridiculous fable in his memory, he said suspiciously, "Aunt Xiang, you need needlework and thread to directly let Uncle Tie Hong cast a few sticks, why bother with such time and effort?"

"Hehe, how can such a thing be worthy of the smoothness and mind that I grinded?" Aunt Xiang shook her head and smiled.

"Aha, will there be a difference? Don't bully me for being young! By the time you grind it like this, the clothes you want to mend will already rot into crumbs!" Xu Han shook his head, "You won't be idle and panicked!"

"Go, what do you know about this kid......" Aunt Xiang tapped Xu Han's eyebrows, and suddenly felt that Xu Han was a little distressed after being thin, "Why did your father and mother treat you so badly, you are a little man, and you are still so shriveled?" Aunt Xiang stroked Xu Han's sideburns, and the yellow hair that had not faded was a little resentful, "You stay with me......" As she spoke, she washed off the dirt on her hands with Qingxi, turned around and walked into the house.

Xu Han laughed a few times and took the iron pestle, looking at the house.

The soft fragrance of the face came to his nose, and Xu Han opened his mouth and waited to be fed. Aunt Xiang was not pretentious, and with a playful smile, she stuffed two pieces of dough directly into Xu Han's mouth, "Oh, are you still satisfied?"

"Well, it's still Aunt Xiang's meatloaf that is the most delicious, and my mother's craftsmanship is not up to you!"

Aunt Xiang looked smug on her face, "This is my housekeeping skill, if He Nu wants to learn the essence, it will take some years!"

Xu Han swallowed the cake and grinned, and handed over the iron pestle, "Aunt Xiang, this iron pestle will be returned to you, I can save you a lot of effort!" After saying that, he picked up the pottery cup and ran away.

Aunt Xiang looked at the iron pestle handed over by Xu Han in a daze, and the iron rod was covered with deep finger prints at this time, and the iron pestle that was originally the thickness of the wrist was only kneading a few fingers, twisted and ugly. The woman shook her head and smiled, "This bastard boy, you know how much effort I wasted......"

In the village, next to the ancient well. Several women laughed and talked while washing the hides of the fierce beasts that their men had hunted. Seeing Xu Han here, he stopped his efforts and laughed: "How many more have you been to this kid to fight the autumn breeze?"

Xu Han carefully avoided the trickle of blood, for fear of staining his mother's stitches and threads, and after returning a few plates, he stood still and replied dissatisfiedly, "Sister-in-law Nie, how can you smear people's innocence out of thin air?"

Laughter erupted all over the place: "You stinky boy, you still need us to dirty your innocence?"

Xu Han scratched his head and diverted from this embarrassing topic, "Sister-in-law Nie, how is Uncle Nie's leg injury recovering?

This village is desolate, and after hundreds of years of hunting, the villagers are all familiar with the survival of beasts, and ordinary poisonous insects and beasts cannot hurt everyone at all. Not to mention that Uncle Nie is a good hand at hunting beasts in the village, a big knife makes it majestic, Xu Han had seen Uncle Nie compete with his father in the winter when he was young, the two of them held a knife and the other held an axe to fight the earth and shook the mountains, and they cut a piece of land into a splash of earth, hearty! Even a few kinds of birds of prey in Xu Han's memory could not hurt him in the slightest, and at this time, it was rare to see injuries in hunting, and Xu Han could not be curious.

Speaking of her husband's injury, the woman who knelt on the ground restrained her smile, and didn't see much worry, but shouted at Xu Han with a trace of dissatisfaction, "It's a shame that you are still worried about your Uncle Nie's injury, and the injury is no longer serious, but in the past few days, when he is idle and bored at home, he always calls for you to come and visit, visit ......."

At this time, the other woman burst out laughing, tapped Sister-in-law Nie and said, "It's not that this ghost elf doesn't want to go to see him, Uncle Nie, it's only that you live in my house and ...... door."

Sister-in-law Nie didn't know at first, but after being stunned for a few breaths, she laughed happily, "What I said is, what I said is, this kid is so shy and tight, even his daughter-in-law is afraid of being like this!"

Xu Han's face was swollen and red, and he danced and shouted angrily, "Nonsense, how could I be afraid of that little girl in Xiying......!

The village is scarcely populated, and only Xu Han and Xiao Xiying, who is only four years old, are the most similar in age, so when the girl was born, the village people decided to marry her to Xu Han.

Xu Han was also a pair of ten young people in his previous life, how could he bear a little girl to flirt with everything. Although I love this toddler sister, I also have a headache when I think of everything in the future, so I always avoid it. And the villagers are simple, and they don't want to be shy about Xu Han, so they always laugh at him.

The cramped appearance of the young man provoked the women who had nothing to do on weekdays to bend down with laughter, and the ancient village seemed to be a little brighter at this moment, and several small beasts raised in the house were disturbed, screaming and waiting for the appeasement of their masters. All of a sudden, the peaceful atmosphere of chickens and dogs filling people's hearts is really a beautiful painting of the world.

Many women laughed at the young man for a long time, and they were all in good spirits. Pity Xu Han's depressed expression when he was ravaged by these elders, and he didn't see half of the handsomeness and spirit of a young man.

It wasn't until the heavens rained down that everyone smiled and scattered. The sister-in-law of the Qiu family patted Xu Han's thin shoulder fiercely, and viciously threatened the young man not to forget to give a decent gift on his child's birthday, and if he casually pulled a wildflower from the side of the road to fill the number, he would want him to look good!

It took a lot of effort for Xu Han to retrieve the shoes that had been thrown up from the tree, and when he came down, his clothes were soaked.

With a long sigh, Xu Han wiped the tears that did not exist in the corners of his eyes, his face was depressed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly inclined to walk home.

Turning the corner, the scene of home came into view.

At the door, the girl stood against the door, listening to the sound of the drizzle, her face was anxious. It wasn't until I saw the familiar thin figure that my shoulders unconsciously loosened and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing up straight, he waved his arms at the figure with a smile in his eyes.

In the room, the thumping sound stopped for a moment, and then sounded more intensely......

The boy put his hands behind his back, looked up and squinted at the sky, then grinned and strode towards home......