Wang Yongzhu knew that Song Chongjin had a connection with those hunters, and when he heard that Song Chongjin took the initiative to ask for help, he just pushed the boat and threw the matter to him. ｗ?ｗｗ?． ｒ?ａ?ｎ?ｗ?ｅｎa`ｃ?ｏｍ

When Yang Zongbao was wandering outside, it was getting dark, and in the mountains far away, there were wild beasts roaring far away, so he came back with a bunch of wild mountain mushrooms and wild vegetables, and a few bird eggs.

Song Chongjin hurriedly took it over and asked Yang Zongbao to sit down: "Uncle, you can rest quickly, I'll give you dinner!" ”

Wang Yongzhu wanted to get up to help, but was stopped by Song Chongjin: "It's dark, there are insects outside, you can accompany your uncle, and I will clean it up in a while." ”

As he spoke, he went to the river to clean up and clean up with his things.

Wang Yongzhu also sat down and poured a cup of tea for Yang Zongbao.

Yang Zongbao saw that Wang Yongzhu seemed to have something to say to him, so he hurriedly gestured and asked Wang Yongzhu what he wanted to say.

Wang Yongzhu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Uncle, has the poison in your body been lifted now?" Is it true that the throat can't be cured? ”

Yang Zongbao was stunned, but he didn't expect Wang Yongzhu to ask this.

After a while, he hesitated and told Wang Yongzhu that his poison had long been cured, but his throat could no longer speak, and he saw many doctors and said that he had aphasia.

Wang Yongzhu was stunned for a moment, he really can't look down on the doctors of this era, aphasia, isn't it the one that Xiao Tiantian said because of psychological factors and can't speak?

At that moment, he wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Yang Zongbao's gesture.

Yang Zongbao looked at Wang Yongzhu's eyes, full of love and softness, he knew that Yongzhu, the child, really cared about himself and really hoped that he would be well.

But he could only refuse, Yang Zongbao's gesture was very decisive.

To the effect that he knew that the poison in his body had been lifted and there was nothing wrong with him, but his life had been completely ruined in the year when he was betrayed and his father and mother left one after another.

Although he took revenge, his parents and youth can no longer be recovered.

He lived, firstly, because of the warmth at the beginning, and more because of atonement! To admonish oneself for the rest of one's life is also to punish oneself.

Because of his arrogance when he was young, he killed the two closest people.

Of course, what he didn't tell Wang Yongzhu was that after experiencing that, he resisted getting close to women from the bottom of his heart.

Over the years, he has not tried, but without exception he has failed.

He has given up completely, accepting that he will be alone until he grows old.

Now he can recognize a cheap sister, a cheap niece and a nephew and son-in-law, which is already a little gift from God to him.

He didn't dare to ask for too much, in this life, the first half of his life was full of fresh clothes and angry horses, happy life, and then fell into the abyss, struggling for so many years, and now he can get this warmth, it is salvation for him!

It was God who finally took pity on him and gave him a little comfort.

If he is still greedy and extravagant, I am afraid that God will take back all this comfort.

Wang Yongzhu didn't know what Yang Zongbao was thinking, but seeing him so resolute, he knew that it didn't make sense for a while, so he had to shut up and not mention it.

only said with a slight regret: "My uncle has traveled south and north for so many years, and he has traveled all over the great rivers and mountains, and I don't know how many interesting stories he has seen. I live in a mountain village, and I don't know what it's like outside, so it would be nice to hear my uncle talk about the outside world."

Yang Zongbao's eyes moved, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind, looking at Wang Yongzhu's expectant eyes, he secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Song Chongjin, who only heard the last sentence, happened to walk in, threw the cleaned mushrooms and wild vegetables into the cleaned clay pot, poured water, sat on the stone, and said while adding firewood: "What's so difficult about this, wait until I take the autumn test, no matter whether it has passed or not, let's take my mother and uncle when the time comes, go all the way, play all the way, how many places in the world can't go."

Wang Yongzhu's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Song Chongjin expectantly.

Yang Zongbao suddenly felt that this nephew and son-in-law, who looked very pleasing to the eye, looked unpleasant.

No, he's going to have to work his ideas and plans!

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, the three of them went down the mountain with the dew.

After the place where the turmeric was found yesterday, Yang Zongbao had not forgotten this stubble, and asked Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu to dig it, he cut a few bamboos, and the dagger in his hand flew like a flower on his fingertips.

Those bamboos, in Yang Zongbao's hands, quickly turned into long and thin slices.

Yang Zongbao sat on the stone, his hands were like wearing flowers, and he made a basket of those many pieces.

At the top of the circle, according to the general craftsmanship, you have to choose what kind of bamboo is not old and tender, and while roasting it over the fire, it is bent into a circle, and then fixed with slices.

It's just that Yang Zongbao stole a trick and cut a section of soft and flexible vines and braided it into a back basket circle.

Then the turmeric that was dug out was put into it.

If you carry it on your back, you will go down the mountain.

Where would Song Chongjin let Yang Zongbao carry this heavy object, and he was busy taking it, when the two were pushing each other.

Wang Yongzhu easily picked up the back basket with one hand and left, and after walking a few steps away, Song Chongjin came back to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.

Yang Zongbao's rare and indifferent face also collapsed at this moment.

stared at Wang Yongzhu's back speechlessly for a long time, and saw that she was really relaxed, so he shook his head and followed down the mountain with a smile.

Back in the village, the people in the village came up to say hello when they saw it.

"Yongzhu, is this your uncle?"

"Master Xiucai is back again?"

"Master Xiucai, how long will you stay when you come back this time, and will you come to my house to sit down?"

……

As soon as Song Chongjin got off the mountain, he regained his black face, and when he heard the greetings of the villagers, he only bowed his head.

The villagers were very satisfied.

When Wang Yongzhu heard this, he didn't know who told him about his own affairs, but since he wanted to recognize Yang Zongbao, he naturally didn't plan to hide it.

At that moment, he said generously: "Yes, this is my uncle!" Originally, he lived in the city, and he came to our house for a few days these days. ”

As soon as they heard that it was from the city, the eyes of those villagers looked at Yang Zongbao differently.

This is a city person, I originally thought he was dressed shabby, but at the moment, I also think that this city person is weird and good, there is no shelf of city people, but it is no different from a country man.

Some inquisitive villagers asked: "Yongzhu, your family is in the beginning of life now, not to mention that your own life is better, even this uncle is from the city." ”

"Not really! But why did I hear that your mother had broken off her relationship with her mother's family, what is the matter with your uncle? ”

……

Wang Yongzhu only pretended not to hear this kind of inquiry.

The man chased after him and asked a few words, but when he saw that no one paid attention, he had to stop talking.

Greeting all the way, surrounded by the villagers, he went home.

When Mrs. Zhang saw that they came back safely, she naturally put her mind at ease, greeted them for dinner, boiled hot water, and let them take a bath and burn their feet and sleep without mentioning it.