This sentence was headless and brainless, but it suddenly exploded the embarrassed Yi Fei, she jumped up, despised the other party and said loudly:

"Also contains...... Hanzhang! I've said I'm going to call me 'Auntie', but I don't know how to call someone yet. A slug, a muffle!" she turned, and ran to the boy who spoke first. The boy was seven or eight years old, and when he started to talk, he had already thrown it away and went to the side to build a snowman.

The other children in the courtyard were all playing in their own ways, but the dirty little girl stood stupidly in place as if frightened, and her two black eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension.

After a while, a few more children came one after another, and the whole courtyard was suddenly lively.

Hanzhang felt the excitement in the courtyard and felt that his heart was also lightened.

This is the unique human flavor of this place, these children are vibrant, simple and lovely. Some of them push stones to test their physical strength, some build snowmen, and some play with stones and climb trees......

But no one came to disturb her.

Because there is a word of mutual admonition circulating among them: Hanzhang is sick and cannot be disturbed.

The courtyard of the Yu family is located in the highest place in the east of the village, where you can climb high and look far away, and have a wide field of vision.

Hanzhang closed the book in his hand, looked away, and looked at this village that was extremely hot in a cold and snowy land, and his heart was slightly touched.

Yutang Village has only become lively in the past few days, and just a few days ago, it was still unheard of and lonely. Because more than nine-tenths of the villagers have gone out to work, and most of the children in the village are studying in the spiritual academy, they usually leave early and return late, and there is hardly a shadow of people.

However, as the New Year approaches, the children first take their annual vacation, and the chattering, running and jumping on weekdays have become an active scenery in the village.

In addition, the villagers who went out to work also came home one after another, some of them brought their companions, some dragged their families, some brought the joy of a year's work to share with others, and some brought the pain of a year's fatigue to be comforted by their families.

Once the population gathers, it is inevitable to visit relatives and friends, and come and go.

The New Year's Festival has not really arrived, and the earthly hustle and bustle of the village has become more and more popular day by day.

It's a fiery temperature that's built up entirely by human affection.

Hanzhang was stunned for a while, then retracted his thoughts and continued to read.

Time flies by in concentration, and when she hears the noise around her and raises her head, it is already the middle of the day. The children in the courtyard had almost left at some point, and the old man was approaching with a medicine basket on his back.

"Daughter, are you hungry? bear with me, and Dad will get food right away. Lao Detou put down the basket and walked towards Hanzhang as he walked into the house.

After entering the house, he turned back and said, "By the way, can you boil the medicine?"

Hanzhang slowly stood up from the rattan chair and slowly paced into the room. From the table of the Eight Immortals, he took a medicine bag wrapped in kraft paper into an octagonal shape.

She opened the medicine bag and saw that it was unsurprisingly grassroots, tree bark or something. She might have scoffed at such things before, but now she doesn't.

Because it was these things that hung her life, which even the spiritual doctor sentenced to death.

According to the people in the village, when she was just picked up by Yu Changde, because she was Yu Changde's dead daughter, the spiritual academy immediately sent a spiritual doctor to treat her, but the result was helpless and incurable.

However, the stubborn old man insisted on using his own methods to raise her in a coma for a few months and then dragged her back to life.

By the way, Lao Detou's daughter died half a year ago, and everyone in the village knew about this matter except Lao Detou himself.

It is said that the death of his daughter hit him too hard at that time, and he couldn't bear to go crazy all of a sudden, and he was looking for his daughter everywhere, but he didn't know where he pulled her back, and he only thought it was his daughter. Later, perhaps because of the sustenance, the situation of madness slowly improved.

For this incident, the people in the village sympathized with him and sighed at the same time.

sympathized with his experience of losing his wife in the first year and his daughter in the second year, and sighed that the death of his daughter was not unrelated to him.

It is said that the daughter of the old head of virtue has been smart and clever since she was a child, and her spiritual skills are excellent, and she has only been practicing in the spiritual academy for more than a year before she has shown her talents, and has been detected to be in the best cultivation period of active spiritual energy.

At this time, if it can be supplemented with psionic resources and strengthen cultivation, its spiritual future is limitless!

Although the Academy provides free instruction and spiritual testing to current students, it does not provide additional resources. The purpose of testing students' cultivation potential is also to remind parents to supplement resources in a timely manner.

For the old Detou's daughter, she knows best what the situation is in her own family.

Not only did her father not emphasize spiritual cultivation himself, but he also single-mindedly guided her not to practice diligently. Not to mention that there are no spiritual resources at home, even if there is, her father will not provide them to her for cultivation.

And her mother, who had been dedicated to supporting her cultivation, died of illness in the first year, and before her death, she had spent all the auxiliary cultivation resources she had accumulated for herself because of treatment.

Therefore, it is impossible for her to obtain the support of the family's psionic resources.

But this little girl is young, but her heart is hard. In order to seize this opportunity to improve her cultivation, she actually took a risky sword in her cultivation, and finally died because of a serious fork in the path of spiritual energy!

Hanzhang has studied one medicine after another in the paper bag with his hands, and he thinks that the reason why it has a healing effect is more than the spiritual medicine method is very puzzling. Just as she was thinking, the voice of the old man in the kitchen urging came to her ears:

"What are you rubbing?

Hanzhang put down his thoughts, put the four corners of the paper bag together, grabbed it and paced to the kitchen.

The Yu family's kitchen is located at the back of the front hall, and the whole space is spacious and bright, and the utensils are well organized. The medicine stove is located at the back door.

When Hanzhang walked to the medicine stove, he saw that the old man who was cooking was neat and neat, and his every move showed a wonderful sense of rhythm, and he couldn't help but feel that this old man was really a fan-like existence.

Since she woke up, although she has often seen the old man suddenly nervous to do something inexplicable, she often heard the old man babble some nonsensical words. But she vaguely felt that his words and deeds were not without a little discipline.

Hanzhang could feel that Lao Detou's heart seemed to contain a different world, and that world was related to the door of the new world she had glimpsed.

It's just that what she doesn't understand is that the old man values that world.

What kind of world is that? It is worth it that he would rather slack off on spiritual cultivation and waste his life for the sake of the concept that he blended into, would rather endure the loneliness of not being understood by the world, and would rather bear the double accusations from the heart and the outside world when his daughter died!

Or maybe that world, while there are some benefits, is not yet worthy of such attention. It's just that the old man has drilled the tip of the horns!

Hanzhang leans towards the latter.