Chapter 11

I don't know how long it took, but Lynch felt like he was moving, and he heard the creaking of wooden wheels in his ears, and it felt like he was in that carriage before

Even the smell is so the same.

Lynch slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of tiredness between his eyebrows suddenly stretched when he saw where he was, and then turned into shock.

"What's going on?"

Lynch grabbed the futon covering his body, it was still a familiar touch, and even the neighing of the horses outside the carriage was extremely familiar.

Yes, Lynch is still in that carriage.

After confirming that it was still the carriage, Lynch suddenly felt panic in his heart, he was afraid!

He was afraid that it was Mei Ge who was driving the horse outside the carriage, and he was even more afraid that he would lose the freedom he had just gained.

"Drive!!"

A short drinking horse walked forward, and a voice that sounded old came out, as if sensing that Lynch had woken up, and said loudly: "Horse, horse, you are so miserable!"

It's like talking to Lynch, it's like you're just talking to a horse.

Listening to the voice outside the carriage to confirm that it was not Mei Ge, Lynch breathed a sigh of relief and was a little disappointed at the same time, although Lynch did not know where this disappointment came from.

Lynch immediately answered: "Hardship is not bitter, others are not decided. ”

After Lynch finished speaking, he shook his head again, added softly, and said, "I can't decide!"

The man outside the carriage sighed in surprise: "Why can't you decide!?"

"Because you're not him!" Lynch said earnestly.

Yes, why should you question other people's decisions if you are not someone else, and how can you decide what others think is right or wrong?

Why are you not it, and you are not me!

Lynch's meaning was so obvious that the man outside the carriage was silent, did not say another word, but silently urged the horse forward.

The people outside the carriage were silent, and Lynch was also silent, he was a quiet person, like a piece of jade that couldn't speak, and it was natural to be quiet.

It has been more than three months since I left the imperial capital, and yesterday's experience was the most turbulent and thrilling day, and Lynch wondered if it wasn't for meeting the tomb robber named Luke, wouldn't there be so many things?

After thinking about it, I felt that I was a little ridiculous, what should come will always come, and it is a sign of cowardice and incompetence to be lucky.

Lynch calmly accepts these changes, if he is not calm, it is difficult to complain, even if he complains, then who should he complain about.

Is it to complain about the sky, to complain about the earth, or to complain about this sad fate?

Instead of wasting your energy thinking about these things, you might as well lie down in a comfortable futon and close your eyes and rest for a while.

"What are you thinking?" the man asked.

"I wonder who are you?" Lynch said truthfully.

Who is he? Lynch didn't know, the only guess was that this man might have something to do with Mei Ge.

"What do you have to do with Mei Ge?" Thinking of this, Lynch still decided to ask.

"Who is Mei Ge, what village is he from, do you know me Ralph?"

Lynch stood dumbfounded, he could think that this person would say that he recognized Mei Ge, or that he could say that he had a lot of connections, or that he could think that this person would say that he didn't recognize him.

But he didn't expect that this person would actually ask which village Meige belonged to, which was inevitably a little unexpected.

What's more, with the pride of the indifferent superior, he asked: Can you recognize me Ralph Village Chief?

It's as if to say how could I recognize me if I don't even know the village chief of Ralph.

Lynch was dumbfounded for a while, thought about it for a while, and then said the truth: "He...... He probably didn't know Chief Ralph. ”

"Then I don't recognize it. Ralph said rightly.

Lynch:......

Lifting the car window, Lynch's dark eyes were reflected in a golden cornfield, and the vast world was full of gold, which Lynch had never seen before, and this was also a scene that did not exist in the imperial capital.

Lynch asked himself, even the most famous Moon Court in the imperial capital is not even 12/12 of the beauty here. It is not as natural as here, it is not as pleasing to the eye as here, and it does not have the fragrance of corn.

I took a deep breath of the aroma, the feeling of enjoyment that touched my soul, and every drop of blood in my body danced. Lynch forgot his exhaustion, forgot his hunger, forgot what happened yesterday.

The wooden wheel slowly rolled over the path in the middle of the wheat field, and perhaps even the horse that had been with Lynch for a few days lingered here and refused to leave.

"Is it beautiful here?" said Ralph, boasting of his achievement.

"Beautiful!"

"Would you like to live here for the rest of your life?"

Lynch was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I don't want to!"

Without waiting for Ralph to ask, Lynch explained: "Man cannot pursue the good, and who will bear the rest of the suffering, which can be longed for but not sunk." ”

"This is what a scholar, a scholar named Raymond said. ”

Ralph let out a sigh of surprise and chuckled, "Nice insight." ”

Then Ralph shouted "Ride!", and the horse reluctantly quickened his pace, neighing low as if to be dissatisfied with Ralph.

After a while, Lynch saw through the car window a mud house, the chimney was rising with green smoke, and looked at the sun, it was noon, and it was also the time to make a fire.

I don't know whose smell of cooking rice wafted to Lynch's nose, and Lynch, who provoked him, shrugged his nose, and then he felt hungry.

"Here's it, come down, kid. Ralph parked the car in front of a mud house, lifted the curtain and looked at Lynch amicably.

Only then did Lynch see the face of the so-called village chief of Ralph, who had taken him all the way, his white hair was casually covered with traces of time, his face was not wrinkled, he was dressed plainly and concisely, and he looked about sixty or seventy years old.

This is not surprising, after all, most people of this age look more or less the same.

"Oh!" Lynch replied in a daze, and then followed Ralph's steps into the courtyard.

I don't know where to get out of a little yellow dog, wagging its tail in front of Ralph and constantly circling, from time to time it also cocks its front legs, pulling Ralph's clothes, and its movements are extremely skillful.

"Rhubarb went away, didn't see any guests!" Ralph scolded.

The little yellow dog was also very aware of his intentions, and left stupidly, watching Ralph leave with great reluctance.

"Son, you rest in the house first, and I'll go get some food." ”

"Well, thank you. Lynch replied very politely.

When Ralph walked into the kitchen in a panic, he seemed to treat Lynch as a distinguished guest, which made Lynch cry and laugh.

As soon as Ralph walked on his front foot, Lynch saw the rhubarb sitting in the doorway, his ears erected, and he looked at him with great vigilance.

Lynch just watched, and didn't dare to move, people are okay to say, this dog can't understand human words. Although Lynch is not afraid of this little yellow dog, after all, he lives in the home of an old man he has never met, and as the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

If an inadvertent action attracts the hostility of the little yellow dog, it will not be good then.

One man and one dog, no one moved, just looked at each other like this, but Lynch's eyes were calm, while Rhubarb was vigilant, hostile and rampant, and from time to time whined warnings.

After a while, Ralph walked in with a plate of food, and Rhubarb changed his previous attitude towards Lynch and happily walked around Ralph.

The meal was simple, with a plate of greens and a handful of peanuts, and two bowls of steaming rice on the table.

"Eat, kid. ”

Lynch was no longer polite, picked up the rice bowl and sent it to his mouth one by one, the rice was a little hard, he ate it very slowly, and chewed it very carefully. It's like savoring the taste of rice that you haven't eaten in a long time.

Lynch doesn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten a decent meal, and that day in the imperial capital, Lynch didn't want to remember but never tolerate.

After eating, Lynch was a little refreshed, and Ralph, who was sitting across from him, said, "Kid, why did you pass out there?"

Lynch lowered his head and said, "There is an accident in the family, and I am the only one who survives." ”

"Well, you're even more pitiful than the horses I picked up! Ralph looked at Lynch with pity.