Passing by a vendor selling sugar gourds, I bought two and was about to hand over Han's sugar gourds to him. But he shook his head and said, "One hand is holding you, the other is holding the rope, and there is no way to hold the sugar gourd." ”

"I can't run, I don't have to lead me all the way."

He stubbornly said, "No, I must hold you." ”

I felt a little sweet in my heart: "If you have to hold me, you can hold the sugar gourd with the hand holding the rope." ”

But he pulled the mule behind him, pulling two ropes in one hand and holding me in the other: "Feed me." ”

And so for granted...... Did you think about letting me feed him?

Did he really have amnesia?

"Ahh He opened his mouth.

I was led by him in one hand, and grabbed two strings of sugar gourds in the other, and sent them to his mouth with difficulty.

He chewed on the sugar gourd and smiled.

Hum...... Dare to let this princess feed him...... If he's pretending, see how I clean him up.

"One more."

“…… Hey, how can you eat so fast? I haven't eaten a single one! ”

It was almost dusk, and the stone mill was polished. The stonemason Lao Tie lent us a cart and gave us a boom and a bag of turnips, so that the mules could pull the stone grinding carts.

Han and I got on the horse, and then Han held the turnip boom to lure the mule forward: "You pull the old horse, so that he can grab the turnip." ”

Unconvinced, the old horse rubbed his horse's hooves on the ground.

I rode on the horse, touched its sideburns, and soothed, "It's okay, go home and sister feed you the radish." ”

Hey, wait a minute, how did I accept that Lao Ma was my brother so quickly?! I should have protested!

"Ho-" Han sat on the mule and drove, imitating a mule's call.

Ho-ho, ho-ho—the stupid mule responded cheerfully.

Me: "Han, you're faking amnesia, aren't you?" ”

Han denied it without thinking: "No, it's really amnesia." ”

I wondered, "Then how do you know what a mule is called?" It hadn't been called before. ”

"It's common sense." He prevaricated, "It's already in my head. ”

returned to the wooden house, but Senior Brother Xiao did not build a wooden house to live in as he imagined, but instead built a stone grinding wooden shed, saying that this would prevent bird droppings from falling on the stone mill. He set up the stone mill for us, fixed the mule, tied the boom to the back of the mule's head, and put the washed soybeans into the hole in the stone mill.

The white soy milk gurgled out, and there was a strong beany smell, but it was not unpleasant.

I asked, "Then, does Uncle Shi still want to go back to the inn in the city tonight?" ”

Senior Brother Xiao glanced at Han, and said with a smile: "The inn has been paid, and if you want to check out, you won't pay me the deposit." ”

"That's ......"

I followed his gaze and saw Han feeding the horses.

"Old horses come to eat turnips." Han stood outside the courtyard, hugging his brother affectionately, and seemed to be in a good mood.

……

Hey, what about people?!

In the morning, I wanted to sleep in, but I turned over and touched the bed, and found that the bed was empty!

It woke me up completely.

I searched around the nearby woods, but I couldn't find him. I was worried that it had been taken away by robbers and thieves, but when I looked at the burden next to the pillow, I found that the silver hidden in it had not been lost.

Isn't this guy amnesia? Where else can I go?

I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find it, so I went to the top of the mountain.

The sky was completely bright, and the leaves were washed by the morning mist, and the oil was shiny. Spring produces new leaves and shoots, and small white flowers bloom in the mountains. The air in the mountains is fresh, or perhaps because of the high moisture, and the smell of dirt and leaves is everywhere. After a short climb, I came to the top of the mountain and saw a large lake not far away.