It turned out that Xiao Jiu's original name was Xie Jiu, and his father was afraid that the word wine would affect his son, so he dipped in wine and hung the pot like himself, and then thought about it and took Jiu again, for Xie Jiu.

Not to mention, his father's name is really interesting!

I asked Xiao Jiu again, is he drinking now?

Xiao Jiu continued to indulge in the game and replied: "No, then Daddy won't let me touch his wine pot anymore." ”

"Haha."

I was happy, and then I suddenly thought of a question, because during the day I heard the old man say that the village is in the village, but since I came to the hut during the day, I only saw this one hut in the vicinity.

Where is the village that the old man is talking about?

There is also the old man who has been missing since the day and has not come back until now, and there are only old men and Xiao Jiu in this thatched hut?

I asked these questions to Xiao Jiu one by one, but Xiao Jiu still didn't raise his head when he heard it, and said to me.

In fact, he and his father are the fishmen here, the so-called fishermen!

Just above my daytime stream, about an hour's foot, there was a lake, where he and his father fished for a living, and at night, his father went to collect the nets, and Xiao Jiu was responsible for using the cart frame to transport the fish to the stone enclosure behind the hut.

As for the village I am talking about, it should be said that it is a village, and there is a distance from the hut to the village, because of fishing, so he and his father chose to build a residence here!

From the outside of the thatched huts, you can actually see the outskirts of the village that are like shrunken, and some of the roofed and tiled houses.

During the daytime of the next day, Xiao Jiu would transport the beaten fish to the village to the villagers.

It's no wonder that Xiao Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, and there was always a faint fishy smell, it turned out to be the reason!

It's just that when talking about whether there are only two people in the hut, he and the old man, Xiao Jiu stopped what he was doing, and his tone was soft.

"My mother died after I was born, and I heard my father say that my mother's body was buried with the help of Grandpa Meng."

I was stunned, knowing that I had asked about his sadness, and said guiltily: "Xiao Jiu, I'm sorry, Brother Fang didn't know that your mother died." ”

"It doesn't matter, I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, and I don't know what my mother looks like, I have been dependent on my father for 22 years, and my father rarely mentions my mother's affairs, and I naturally forgot about it after a long time, but I will inevitably feel a little sad when I hear Brother Fang talk about it now."

Xiao Jiu gave me a big smile, he is a big boy with an optimistic attitude, which makes me suddenly feel that I have come to this strange world, and I have a warm feeling!

Perhaps, Xiao Jiu will be the first good friend I have made in this Northern Song Dynasty!

Thinking of the Northern Song Dynasty, I suddenly remembered a very important thing, seeing Xiao Hei who was sleeping in the corner of the bed, I was just about to ask Xiao Jiu, when a tired and hoarse voice came from outside the house!

"Xiao Jiu, don't go and rest yet!"

It was the voice of the old man, and I looked along the line of sight and saw that the old man was at the door at this time.

Outside the pitch black, his eyes are like a pair of ghost fires, and the moonlight illuminates his body looming, giving people an eerie feeling!

I was stunned, how long has the old man been standing at the door?

At this moment, Xiao Jiu heard his father's words and answered, and when the old man turned to leave, Xiao Jiu pouted dissatisfiedly, and gently placed the mobile phone in front of my bed like a treasure.

"Brother Fang, tomorrow... Will I be able to play games with your phone tomorrow? ”

Xiao Jiu looked at me expectantly, with a pair of clear eyes like an innocent child, eager for the adults to give him the fructose in his hand.

I smiled when I saw this and told him that I could, and Xiao Jiu immediately cheered happily.

"That's... Brother Fang, we'll make up our minds. ”

Xiao Jiu was very happy, took a worn-out futon for my armpits, and then held his bulging belly, and staggered out of the house, when he was about to walk out of the door, I suddenly stopped him!

"Xiao Jiu, what is your village called here?"

"Zhu Qingcun." Xiao Jiu was surprised!

Zhu Qing Village, it turns out that the white fox and I have come to Zhu Qing Village, my brows are slightly wrinkled, and then they are stretched out!

Then the next time is to find the past life of the black and white envoy and understand the identity and memory of my previous life!

For three whole days, I lay on this stiff wooden bed for three whole days, and during this time, Xiao Jiu was always taking care of me.

And in the evening, the old man Meng Xi would come to me to refresh his slimy herbs, and Xiao Jiu would also come to me to play with his phone after he was busy with his business during the day.

In three days, I didn't see the white fox again, and I rarely saw the old man.

Maybe it's what Xiao Jiu said, the old man has a lot of things to do in a day, and in order to maintain the life of the father and son, he has to go out early and return late, working day and night!

This is also in response to that sentence, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, you can imagine the hard work of a fisherman's family!

It stands to reason that Lao Han and Xiao Jiu fish every day, and the money from the sale should be enough for the two of them to live a good life.

In this regard, I also asked Xiao Jiu, but Xiao Jiu told me, don't look at him pushing the frame to deliver fish to the village during the day, in fact, he didn't have any money!

First of all, there are dozens of families in Zhuqing Village, and all of them are poor and can't open rice food, let alone money.

Secondly, he and his father have been natives of Zhuqing Village for generations, and they have great feelings for the people in the village!

And often he would bring fish to each family, and the people of the village would stuff him with food and other items, such as stuffed dried meat, fruits, knives, and bedding.

Over time, when he was born, his father no longer accepted gifts from the village, and often left a fresh and delicious fish at the door, and the person quietly left!

The people in the village are grateful to his father for this, and when Xiao Jiu can work, the family will still secretly put things in his frame for him.

In this regard, Xiao Jiu is also very helpless, as long as it is not a valuable thing in the future, Xiao Jiu will gladly accept it!

At this moment, after I learned about the general situation of Zhuqing Village and Xiao Jiu's living situation, by the fourth day, I was already able to get out of bed.

The weak body also began to slowly regain consciousness, and its hands and feet could move, but it was still a little prostrations after lying on the bed board for too long.

It's still a big sun today, as fierce and dazzling as it was three days ago when it was lying in the stream!

At noon, the old man went fishing, Xiao Jiu was busy transporting the fish behind the hut, I went to take a look, in fact, it was a stone wall, which was filled with streams, and those fish that were caught ashore were put in this water, wandering happily.

"Brother Fang, your health is not well yet, so go back to the house and rest first."

Xiao Jiu put the fish in the tools on the frame and said to me, I smiled and told him that he needed to move around only if he was just right.

Because breathing fresh air contributes to the pleasure of the body and mind, so that the body can recover faster.

Xiao Jiu was like a cloud falling by what I said: "Hearing you say this, it seems that it is still the case." ”

Saying that, I don't know why, we both smirked.

"Xiao Jiu, I'll go to Zhuqing Village with you for a walk, I want to see Zhuqing Village and the kind people in the village." I said.