"From today onwards, you will live here, you will tidy up first, and I will take you around later, and assign you the chores you need to be responsible for, there is a lot of work, it will never be easy, I think you have been prepared for this, you are voluntarily sold here."

In front of a vacant thatched hut, an old man said casually to a stubborn young man, although the tone of his voice was not good, but there was no overbearing meaning, and even some hatred of iron and steel, especially in the word "voluntary", it was extremely unhappy.

"When Lao Yang Tou was alive, he had a very good relationship with me, and he left the innocence star with the lord and came to Davis since he was young. When he named you, I was still on the side, and the old man's face smiled like an old chrysanthemum. Yang Cong, Yang Cong, hum, I don't know where you are smart, I look like a stupid pig and a stubborn donkey! Your uncle and aunt have occupied your big house, sold your property, are lazy all day long, and have a bad gambling habit, and they deserve this reward, and you are good! Hmph, he sold himself to pay off his debts! I persuaded you not to listen, and actually ran to sign the deed of sale! If it weren't for the king's kindness in charge of affairs, thinking that you were young, and I could say a few words, I would have transferred you to do miscellaneous labor, if I let you go to the mine, how could you still have your life!! ”

The young man named Yang Cong bowed to the old man and said, "For saving your life, the kid doesn't dare to say thank you." It's just that although the boy was not born to his uncle's parents, he was raised by his uncle and parents, and he couldn't help but repay the kindness of his parents. It doesn't matter where you live, thatched huts are enough. ”

These words from the bottom of the heart, it seems to be very able to show a person's character, and it is even more rare for a young man, if there are others present, maybe they should praise it, such as "this son will become a great weapon in the future" and other comments.

However, it was these righteous and awe-inspiring words that almost didn't make the old man on the other side angry.

The old man's face was full of anger, his eyes were staring at Yang Cong, he raised his right hand several times, and put it down a few times, obviously wanting to slap the kid in front of him, but he couldn't help it.

Yang Cong saw that the old man wanted to fight, but he didn't dodge, his eyes lowered slightly, and he waited for the other party's whipping.

After a while, it seemed that he had finally dredged the stuffy old man in his chest, and sneered: "Ho, hehehe, hehe, the grass house is enough, haha, the grass house is enough." ”

"Okay, well, since the grass hut is enough, you can stay, and I will come back to you later." When the old man had finished speaking, he turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked away.

"Help, the boy will repay in the future!" Yang Cong bowed to the old man's back.

"You don't have to thank me, I owe your grandfather an invitation, and it has been paid off, and we don't owe each other. You just remember one thing, there are all Xianmen disciples who come and go here, you collide with anyone, they want your slave's life, and they won't have much to do with it, and no one will be able to save you at that time, I just ask you not to implicate me. The old man stopped, didn't look back, just said slowly.

"Remember, boy, there will be retribution!" Yang Cong bowed again.

"Remember that he who makes a light promise will not believe. Yang Cong, hehe, I think you are still called Onion. The old man shook his head and laughed, and left the place.

Yang Cong was silent for a moment about the humiliating nickname that the old man gave him, because here "onion" has the meaning of stupidity and deception, but he soon cheered up, because he has always agreed with his stupidity, and he is really stupid.

Yang Cong then turned around and entered the thatched hut that made him "sufficient", and began to tidy up his things.

Thatched huts, thatched huts, houses.

The word house, which has always been accompanied by intelligent life at the time of slash-and-burn farming, because it represents security, represents the most basic human rights.

However, what thirteen-year-old Yang Cong didn't know was that slaves were slaves because they couldn't control even the most basic human rights.

Therefore, the slaves here are not worthy of living in the hut, and only after he really understands this, will he understand why the old man was so angry just now.

However, Yang Cong is really not smart, he is just a stupid, deceitful, and stubborn "onion".

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"Professor, it's really cold at the foot of this mountain, why don't you wear more?" After getting off the aircraft, Wang Chen, who suddenly felt a cold wind hitting him, hurriedly got back into the aircraft and added an extra coat, and then he suddenly realized that Dafang was still only wearing such a professor's uniform, so he asked.

"The heat and cold don't bother me, you don't need to worry about that. This is Treading Snow Village? Dafang waved his hand and asked.

Wang Chen parked his aircraft on a relatively flat ground, and then he also pulled up a warning line around him, and then erected a warning sign of "personal belongings" specially received in the airport, and then he was relieved.

"yes, that's it on the map, absolutely."

"Well, let's go inside." Dafang took the lead and walked forward.

Wang Chen took Bobo and Da Hei and followed closely behind.

Obviously, in addition to his personal driver and dog owner, he now has a job as a nanny, but he is quite happy, after all, Bobo, who is both curious and timid, never annoys people, although he also has shortcomings, but after all, he is an innocent and kind little guy.

Taxue Village, when he flew here before, Wang Chen had already seen the whole picture in the air, covering a small area, hundreds of families were located in it, and it seemed to be self-sufficient, and the infrastructure was not as developed as the airport city, and it was very backward.

The village is located on a plain, with the road leading to the airport city to the west, consisting of mountain roads and dirt roads, until there is a decent road dozens of miles away, fields to the north, a low forest farther away, a ruin to the east, and a dangerous area called the dark forest to the east, which is very extensive, and this area is marked dark red on the map, which is close to the standard of extreme danger.

What can attract Wang Chen's attention the most is the south of the village, where there is a mountain, hundreds of meters high, when flying over Wang Chen clearly saw that the side of the mountain towards the village is straight and steep, as if it was split vertically by a giant sword, and the top of the mountain is close to the steep cliff, there is a large area of verdant grassland, the height of the grassland and the surrounding landform, it is destined to be extremely broad, and it is the best place to enjoy the scenery in the vicinity.

Wang Chen immediately decided to go to the top of the mountain when he had time, because good scenery can always make people feel happy, which is a completely different feeling from watching it in a flying machine.

After all, in the ball, he couldn't feel it anyway, the cool mountain breeze blowing on his face, and even under the careful observation above, what was different about the dark forest that marked the danger area, he was warned by the airport personnel, and he didn't dare to drive the aircraft to find out.

"Excuse me, are you here for a tour?" An extremely beautiful voice pulled Wang Chen back from his thoughts about the threat area.

He saw a silver-haired girl, looking at Dafang. The girl's smile is extremely sweet and pure, her shining pink eyes, there is no impurity, and the sincerity in her expression makes the girl full of youthful and lively atmosphere, and these make the girl's appearance that is not outstanding and does not have any makeup, in the eyes of Wang Chen, who has experienced a lot of beauties, in vain.

This kind of pure and clear breath has been long-awaited by Wang Chen.

"We're here for you." Dafang looked at the girl softly and said with a light smile.

The girl was a little puzzled, she looked at Dafang, and then at Wang Chen behind her, and said unsurely: "But, I don't seem to know you?" ”

"But, we know the painting." Wang Chen suddenly interjected through the language translation of the virtual space.

Wang Chen implied a hint of eagerness, which made the corners of Dafang's mouth tilt slightly.

The next moment, Wang Chen let Bobo in front of him, and then patted him on the back, motioning Bobo to take out the painting.

Bobo faced the girl and gently spread out the scroll.

"Painting"

"Clean"

Seeing Bobo holding the scroll in her hand, the girl's eyes lit up, she walked quickly in front of Bobo, crossed her waist with her backhand, bent down, approached Bobo and showed two cute little tiger teeth to him, and said softly: "My name is Mei, you can call me Xiaomei, what is your name?" ”

Bobo looked at the girl with big eyes full of curiosity, through the clear eyes of the other party, Bobo saw that the girl's incomparably pure soul, which made him feel very relaxed, Bobo felt that this might be what Dafang said, the feeling of a friend, so he began to respond to his friend.

"Bobo"

"Xiaomei"

The smile of the girl Mei is even more charming.

Bobo also seemed very happy.

Wang Chen's heart is melting.

The old guy waits patiently, and occasionally embellishes the interesting story of the journey.