After rushing to the cement kiln, I saw that the old village chief named Hegen was tied to a tree, and a coolie squatted next to him on duty, and everything else was normal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xia Feng came to the front with Jiao Ming on his back, and the village chief raised his eyelids, but he didn't react more, and he didn't know if he denied the two.

Jiao Ming waved his hand and motioned for the guard coolie to loosen the rope, which was somewhat a gesture of kindness. "This uncle, we've met, look at you so familiarly. ”

"Do you remember the little ones?" the village chief asked, looking down tentatively.

"If you ask that, I'm even more sure that you're the head of that village. Called Gen ...... "Jiao Ming had already known from Xia Fengkou that it was the village chief, but at this time, he took out a look that he had just remembered, which was a word that could advance and retreat, and finally stumbled, which is really not remembering the name."

"The little one is called Agen, Agen ......"

"Yes, yes, I remember. Jiao Ming suddenly realized. "Anyway, uncle, why did you come here? and got into trouble with these people...... Well...... Misunderstanding?"

"It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding, it's definitely a misunderstanding......" Ah Gen seemed to suddenly grasp the life-saving straw, muttered repeatedly, and finally suddenly grabbed Jiao Ming's hand and said: "My lord, you must help the little one explain it to the adults here, this is really a misunderstanding." ”

Jiao Ming secretly said in his heart that this old man's hand strength is not small, and his hands are pinched and painful. hurriedly agreed, and by the way, he withdrew his hand: "Village Chief Agen, don't worry, talk about the situation slowly." I'm going to help you, can't I?" said as he glanced at the summer breeze, his gaze drifting to the bucket on the edge of the yellow mud pit.

Xia Feng's eyebrows jumped, but he still went there to scoop up a scoop of water, and politely handed it to the panicked village chief Agen.

"Drink saliva, suppress the shock, and speak slowly. Jiao Ming added. Such an act also seemed to make the village chief of Agen convinced of Jiao Ming's kindness and opened his mouth to speak.

Things are not complicated, in this season of the upcoming autumn harvest, the grain stocks of every household in the village have begun to bottom out, but after so many years, the villagers have their own way to deal with it: relying on the mountains to eat the mountains. At this time or in other emergencies when there is no food to eat, the villagers will go up the mountain to find food, tree roots, wild vegetables, mushrooms and wild fruits, with the storage of grain to support the autumn harvest is not a big problem.

This time the situation was similar, the hill near the nameless village was almost searched by the villagers, and the village chief Agen ran farther away, and came to this mountainous area to the north of the manor, and saw so many people busy working here, so he secretly observed it in curiosity.

There is no problem with these, and then there is trouble, and after an afternoon of observation, the village chief of Agen also saw the general idea, and understood what was useful and what was not. The noble lord's useful things, he didn't dare to think about borrowing his ten guts, but the old man was not allowed to take some useless things?

Yes, Agen took a fancy to the broken red bricks and was ready to take them back to pad the mud walls. I secretly took some last night, and when I saw that no one cared, I came again today, and then unfortunately I was caught.

The coolie who guarded also talked about the situation, and it was not a thief to catch the village chief of Agen, the custom here is to catch a stranger thief and kill him directly on the spot, I believe that Agen has lived for so long, and it is not that he has not killed a thief in his own village. But a local man sneaked up some garbage, and the coolies didn't know what to do, so they had to hold it down and wait for the lord to send it down.

Jiao Ming brushed it up, basically understood the cause and effect, and didn't expect that this old man was secretly hiding in the distance yesterday, so he asked, "You didn't see me yesterday afternoon?"

"The little one didn't dare to approach yesterday, he hid far away, and he couldn't see who was who in a vague way. "The village chief looked at the attitude of the crowd and did not look like 'killing on the spot', and gradually calmed down, and his answers became more organized.

Jiao Ming touched his chin, turned his mind, and gradually had an idea: "Otherwise, let's do it." As he spoke, he patted the village chief Agen on the shoulder, and put on a heartfelt look. "I understand this, it's not a big deal, it's just a misunderstanding. ”

"Yes, yes, it's a misunderstanding. Village Chief Agen hurriedly agreed.

"These broken bricks are not worth a few handfuls of rice, do you see those who make brick embryos? Uncle, you listen to me, and those coolies make fifty brick embryos, this matter is over, and the misunderstanding is solved, what is it?"

"Lord Xie, great kindness, great kindness. The village chief of Laogen knelt and kowtowed. Jiao Ming was uncomfortable for a while, and for the time being, in order to take care of the village chief of Agen, he couldn't put down the shelf, so he had to accept it helplessly.

Jiao Ming took the village chief of Agen to the edge of the yellow mud pit and taught him to make brick embryos hand in hand, which was nothing more than using wooden boards to make edges and adding yellow mud.

Accompanying Village Chief Agen to do five or six appearances, Village Chief Agen also let go a little, and couldn't help asking, "My lord, why do you do this too?"

"Half a year ago, I was an adult, and now I'm just eating in the castle. If you don't do this, you'll give me food?"

"That's how the little one asks, ...... adults"

"It's just a person who takes the lead, call me Jiao Ming, and then call me an adult, it's ironic to me!" Jiao Ming brought himself into the role of a down-and-out nobleman. Jiao Ming has been wearing coarse cloth clothes these days, which at first glance looks similar to the old door panel, but it is neater, and the identity of the coolie leader is also confused at this time.

"After Mr. Jiao Ming left that day, he was here?" asked the village chief Agen, who did not slow down the work in his hands, and glanced at Xia Feng who was wearing a maid's suit, with doubts in his eyes.

"yes. I almost got killed. Luckily, I know how to settle the score, and now I'm teaching arithmetic to the kids in the castle. Jiao Ming also glanced at Xia Feng, thinking about how the Ice Lotus and Xia Feng could be rounded. "I was in a hurry to visit, and I haven't introduced you yet, this is my sister's personal maid. ”

After Jiao Ming finished speaking, he looked directly at Xia Feng, and in the silent eye exchange between the two, Xia Feng finally lost the battle, and nodded at the village chief of Agen, which was not only a greeting, but also an acceptance of this identity.

"The other female doll was your sister?" the village chief guessed from Jiao Ming's words.

"It's just a cousin, but we have a good relationship, and I can still get away with it like this, because she's a magician. Jiao Ming wanted to say that Binglian was his sister, but he also knew that he didn't look like it, so he had to arrange to be a cousin, and by the way, he explained the identity of the magician. At this point, I finally felt that the lie was almost complete, and the old man of Agen Village Chief believed as much as he could, and what was missing was to ventilate with the ice lotus.

The village chief of Agen continued to be busy with the work at hand, and did not question it, his mentality was probably that it fell into your hands anyway, and what did you say.

Jiao Ming inquired about the food problem in the mountains, which was a direction that had been planned for a long time. "Uncle, how many years have you been walking in this mountain?"

"For a lifetime. ”

"Then what's in this mountain, you're all Menqing, right?"

"That's nature. ”

"Of course you can eat mushrooms in the mountains. ”

"It's a lot. The village chief of Agen seemed to like this topic very much, and his face was less uneasy all the time, and he reported the names of several mushrooms in a row, but Jiao Ming did not match the number of the earth. But the sheer number of mushroom varieties is complete good news.

"Is there a kind of vine that then grows bunches of small fruits, which are green in the summer and turn purple-black in the fall. "It's a natural question to ask about the grapes.

Village Chief Agen touched the beard on his chin and thought for a while, "There are two or three that are very similar to what you said, but Mr. Jiao Ming inquired about this, did he also want to go into the mountains to dig and eat?

Jiao Ming pointed to the beard of the village chief of Agen, reminding him that it was covered with yellow mud on his hands. "There is only one kind of person in this world who can be fed, but unfortunately I was not half a year ago. ”

When Mr. Jiao Ming spoke, it sounded like a taste. This is also a simple compliment.