The next day, as soon as it was dawn, Lotte got up early, and he wanted to make a prescription for the bird's eggs as soon as possible. But suddenly I remembered that there were so many bird eggs, if they were boiled and eaten, so many eggs, as big as a rabbit's head, and as small as a fist, how could Grandpa finish this meal? But I forgot to ask the patriarch how to make this prescription, and it seemed that I could only disturb the patriarch and grandfather in the morning.

When the patriarch heard Lotte say that he had picked a hundred birds' eggs, he almost tore off his beard.

"What? You have collected all the eggs of a hundred birds, is it a hundred eggs or a hundred kinds of eggs?"

"Hundred bird eggs," Lotte saw the patriarch's grandfather's stunned expression, a little incomprehensible.

The patriarch suddenly coughed dryly, and secretly scolded himself in his heart, his words might kill the child, but how to tell the child now?

"Lotte, that ...... That one...... Are you sure it's your grandfather's birthday?"

"How could I forget grandpa's birthday, I remember it every year"

Looking at the eight-year-old child in front of him: although the clothes are all coarse and linen, they are very clean, the little face is white and clean, especially the eyes are clear, just like the immortal spring water on the mountain, although the age is still young, but standing there feels as majestic and heavy as the immortal mountain. There seems to be a faint fragrance on the child's body, just like the fragrance of nature after the rain, which makes people involuntarily want to approach.

Right now, Xiao Lotte was waiting for his answer, and the patriarch felt guilty for the perfunctory and hasty answer he gave at that time.

"Lotte, that ...... This one...... This ......" The patriarch didn't know how to answer, and his heart became anxious.

"What's the matter, Grandpa Patriarch?" Lotte didn't feel that the patriarch had a stuttering problem before, and every time there was a difficult problem in the village, the patriarch was vigorous and resolute, and he was very efficient.

There are dozens of families in Changsheng Village, and each family is prosperous, because almost every family is in the same house for several generations, but both the old and the young support the patriarch's various decisions.

The distribution of hunting, the cultivation of the Immortal Valley, including the refining of tools, etc., are all arranged in an orderly manner, and considering the situation of the Lotte family, there is no need for the Lotte family to work every time, but there is a lot of distribution, but no one has any opinions, and Lotte's respect for the patriarch in his heart is almost the same as that of his grandfather.

"That, that, Lotte, this recipe still needs to collect some dew, you take my jar to collect a can, I'll wait for you at your house. The patriarch decided to go and discuss it with Lotte's grandfather first.

Lotte saluted the patriarch and ran out with the jar.

The patriarch called in the courtyard of Lotte's house for a long time, and Lotte's grandfather did not come out.

Seven years ago, the patriarch found Lotte's grandfather by the Changsheng River with a baby tied to his back.

Lotte's grandfather looked far from that old at the time, and although he fell into a coma, he could tell that he was in the prime of life.

The patriarch was taken aback at the time, because in the patriarch's impression, the people of Changsheng Village had never been outside the mountain, and Changsheng Village had never been to outsiders.

After waking up, Lotte's grandfather claimed to be surnamed Fu, but as for how he got here, he said very vaguely, just that he was captured by an unknown big bird, and he was taken from the other side of the mountain to this side, and then he fainted, and I don't know what happened after that.

The life of Changsheng Village is simple, although there are many doubts, but seeing that this Mr. Fu is knowledgeable, like a literate gentleman, seeing that he is unwilling to say more, he will no longer ask.

It's just that the surrounding mountains are blocked, and the patriarch has no way to send the big one and the young two away, and this Mr. Fu didn't ask to leave, so he stayed in Changsheng Village.

What's even more surprising is that these two people seem to be from here in the first place, just going out for a walk and returning to their hometown, and their living customs are quickly the same as those of the aborigines here, without any sense of disobedience.

He knew about Mr. Fu's illness from Lotte, and through his observation, this Mr. Fu seemed to be different from others, who were one year older and one year older, but he seemed to be ten years older and ten years old.

The patriarch once went to talk to Mr. Fu about curing the disease, after all, the Changsheng Yam is rich in medicinal materials, and after years of practice, the patriarch has also mastered a lot of prescriptions for curing diseases, hoping that by asking about the condition and taking medicine, he can help the poor grandson.

But Mr. Fu only thanked him, and did not tell him about his illness, nor did he mean to ask him to help see a doctor. Just ask the patriarch that if Lotte asks him about his parents, don't tell Lotte that they are from outside, just say that Changshengshan is the father and Changshenghe is the mother.

Although the patriarch had doubts in his heart, he agreed without asking deeply.

He still has a lot of respect for this Mr. Fu, and his arrival has also brought a lot of changes to Changsheng Village. For example, refining stones to extract liquids, forging tools, domesticating some beasts to assist in farming, etc., these changes made the patriarch and the people in the village excited.

The patriarch was about to go outside to look for Mr. Fu, but when he turned around, he saw Mr. Fu appear in front of him with a medicine basket on his back.

"Mr. Fu, ...... are you?" The patriarch was a little surprised, after not seeing him for a few days, Mr. Fu seemed to be a few years older, his back was hunched even more, his face was pale, his body was wet, and he felt that his legs were a little trembling when he stood there.

"Lotte will be eight years old in a few days, prepare something for him to celebrate his birthday"

The patriarch's eyes were a little moist, there were two grandfathers and grandchildren, one was for his grandfather to pick birds' eggs, and he had completed something that was impossible for an eight-year-old child to complete, and the other was for his grandson, dragging his sick body, and he didn't know what time he would go out to pick herbs.

Look at those medicinal herbs, they are not at all able in a region, and the patriarch can only recognize a few varieties of these herbs, but the rest don't know what they are used for.

When Mr. Fu came out with a change of clean clothes, he felt that his face was a little better, and the patriarch handed him the water on the table.

"Mr. Fu, do you know about Lotte picking birds' eggs" The patriarch was a little apprehensive.

"Why does Lotte pick birds' eggs?"

The patriarch recounted the matter and apologized.

Grandpa Lotte was startled, and his face suddenly became a little hideous, "You are likely to harm the child like this......!"

"It's me who didn't think it through!" the patriarch did not explain, although he thought that the child would not really pick the eggs, but after all, he caused it, and he needed to take responsibility.

"That's it!" Grandpa Lotte sighed as the expression on his face eased. "You are also kind, but this child was born with a hard life, once he really has three long and two short, once he really has three long and two short, ......" Grandpa Lotte still had a look of fear on his face.

"This kid has really grown up, and during this time, I always saw him injured, sometimes with broken arms and legs, and sometimes with a green bag on his head. I asked him how he got it, and he said that he went to play with the immortal elephant, and the injuries were accidentally touched. He's been out early and late for a while, and I've been bothered about some things lately, and I haven't looked into it, who knew that this kid was actually for my illness......" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but choke up a little.

"Lotte went to ask me early in the morning how to make a prescription for a hundred birds' eggs, if he knew that it was not a prescription, he would be very sad, he felt deceived, and he would definitely not believe me again in the future!"

Mr. Fu frowned, and thought for a long time, "Patriarch, I will deal with this matter, but there is something I have to ask you!"

"Mr. Fu, please speak"

"After Rakuten's birthday, I'm going to go on a long trip to get treatment, it may be a long time, and Lotte needs your help to take care of it"

The patriarch was taken aback, "How can you get out?"

"I have my way, can you agree to my request?" Mr. Fu seemed to have made up his mind, and his face was full of determination.

"Lotte, this kid is well-behaved and sensible, and it's definitely no problem to take care of him. The question is, how can you get out with your current body? No one here has ever gone out in their lives, but I heard the old man say that a long, long time ago, this place was originally surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the direction of the Changsheng River was the outside world. Some of the old people in the clan are very old, and they have the impression that their elders have never seen Changsheng Village when it was surrounded by mountains on three sides, and no one can go out, how can you go out?" The patriarch was very worried about Mr. Fu's body, and even felt that it was because of the illness that made Mr. Fu's mind a little unclear.

"The mountain that came later was moved over, and there are some things that some people don't know better. Mr. Fu's eyes were a little lonely.

"Someone else moved here, oh my God, is this a man with his head on the sky and his feet on the ground?" the patriarch was shocked.

Although Changsheng Village is closed, the habit of being good at martial arts has always been spread, and hunters with great strength can defeat fierce beasts and lift thousands of pounds of boulders. But moving a mountain alone is far beyond his understanding.

"Could it be the legendary immortals?" muttered the patriarch, lost in his imagination.

"I will explain some specific things to you before I leave, there is Patriarch Lao!" Mr. Fu did not continue the topic, and bowed to the patriarch.

"Don't dare! Don't dare! This is nothing!" The patriarch hurriedly turned his body to the side, refusing to accept the salute, but the gentleman had no intention of getting up at all, and the patriarch knew that if he did not accept the salute, he would not be relieved, so he could only accept a salute.

"Patriarch, you go back first, and then I'll think about how to tell the child. Grandpa Lotte saw that the patriarch was still immersed in the problem of the mountain, and reminded him.

"Oh, okay, I'll go first. The patriarch took his leave, "Do you want to tell everyone about the mountain you have moved?" The gentleman came in from outside, and this news must not be wrong. Well, let's not talk about it, so as not to scare everyone. The patriarch walked away, shaking his head for a while, nodding his head for a while, and gradually moving away.

Grandpa Lotte sat at the table in a trance, and the incident of moving the mountain just now reminded him of many things, his expression fluttered for a while, and his brows frowned for a while.

"Hey, if you're leaving, you're going to have more thoughts!" he thought to himself.

"Big brother and sister-in-law, is this decision right or wrong? What should I do?" he walked around with his waist bent, sometimes sighing, sometimes muttering to himself.

"I'm eight years old, and I've laid the foundation in the early stage, do I really want to give up?

"There's no strife, there's no hatred, there's no trouble, isn't that what everybody is after?"

"Although the life expectancy of people here is longer than that of ordinary people, but the longevity here, people here don't know, but how can they know?......" He asked again and again, affirmed and denied again and again, and his heart shook violently at this moment.