Twenty-eight never showed in front of Da Lang that he hugged him back because of sympathy, but always kept a straight face: "If your kid hadn't been kind, he would have fed the wild wolves in the mountains a long time ago." ”

At that time, Da Lang was already able to speak, and the adults replied to him with a smile: "Yes, Ah Da finally sent back kindness." Don't worry, my Da Lang will never leave you. ”

Every time I hear this sentence, Twenty-eight will feel a little relieved in his heart, raising a child to prevent old age, he is helpless, he naturally has to count on this son who picked it up, if the son is simple, don't worry, but he is so demonic at such a young age, Twenty-eight is really worried that one day Da Lang will leave the fire and never return.

There have been many such examples in Huoyuan Village.

For example, Han Wu in the west of the village, his two sons disliked Huoyuan being too remote, one was fifteen years old, and the other was thirteen years old, I don't know if it was in the middle of the night or early in the morning, and they never came back. And now the old Han Wu, after the mother-in-law cried blindly, cried hoarsely in her throat, and finally kicked her legs away from him, she became a nerd, and she would only look at the mountains in the east all day long, and she would see Yueniang come out from the sun.

In general, every family in Huoyuan Village is a small village that has been almost isolated from the world for dozens or hundreds of years, but intermarriage between close relatives is inevitable.

Except, of course, for the current twenty-eight.

Both father and son are foreigners, so Da Lang is only eleven years old, and there is a little lady in the village, so he has greeted Twenty Eight: "Old Twenty-eight, Da Lang can't let him run away when he grows up, at least let him get a bride in the village?"

Often at this time, Twenty-Eight will touch the very sparse beard and tilt his head slightly: "I know, but this matter depends on Da Lang's own idea." ”

"That's, that's. Those who say it will echo, "Da Lang is not an ordinary person, but after all, you are his Da Da, Da Lang will always listen to you, this kid is kind-hearted." ”

So Twenty-Eight's pride was fully satisfied.

So Twenty-eight began to unconsciously act as the elder of the village, and began to express his own opinions. Because of the relationship between the eldest man, the people in the village also acquiesced to the identity of Twenty-eight, an outsider who was ranked twenty outside the village in the age.

Even the old village chief has to come to Twenty-Eight to discuss something.

Watching the wind and watching the sky, of course, is also one of the main jobs of Twenty-Eight now, and he can't work, but it's not difficult to pull his throat.

Although as long as the village is a little old, in fact, they will watch the wind and see the sky, but since the eldest lang of the twenty-eight families was nine years old, these people who can watch the wind are not sure whether they can see it accurately, and they always have to get a positive answer from the eldest lang before they can rest assured.

Near the water, the first to get the moon, the current Da Lang is on the top of the mountain to lead everyone to open the way, as the big Lang, he took on the responsibility of watching the wind and the sky, now who dares to pat his chest and say that he will definitely be more accurate than Twenty-eight? Do you allow you to give birth to a boy with the ability of Da Lang to try?

Still with his hands behind his back, he paced slowly towards the village, taking three steps and pulling his throat, and taking three steps and pulling his throat.

So there were those brides or ladies who were at home and stayed to take care of the house because they couldn't go to the construction site, and when they heard the voice of Twenty-eight, they ran out of the door, raised their hands on their foreheads, and said, "It's really going to change." Then he hurriedly put away the clothes or dried vegetables that were hanging in the yard.

It's already after the golden autumn, every household inevitably has to take out the winter quilt to dry for the winter, and there are not many vegetables to eat in winter, so the dried vegetables still have to be sunburned, even if it is in the mountains and mountains around the fire plain, there is more game, but the dried vegetables are indispensable anti-greasy dishes, otherwise Cheng Tianjie eats meat, it is a person who will be tired of it, right?

"He's great, thank you. Occasionally, a glutinous voice or two floated from behind the sound of Twenty-eight.

"Hurry up and collect it, and send the clothes to the construction site as soon as possible. Twenty-eight didn't reply, just waved his hand symbolically.

"I know that even if I let my man get sick, I can't let Da Lang have a mistake. One or two answered.

Just pacing slowly, pulling his throat, in response to the words of the bride and the bride, Twenty-eight walked through most of Huoyuan Village, and when he arrived at the door of the ancestral hall in the village, Twenty-eight turned around on the spot and was about to go home.

....Suddenly, there was a burst of hurried and intermittent gong sound in the west of the village, which was the only gong in the village that was missing a corner, these days, because of the opening of the road was invited by the old village chief from the ancestral hall to use on the construction site, Da Lang said, there is always some confusion in opening the road, and there is a gong that can summon everyone when there is something.

But I don't know who brought the gong back and struck it at the head of the village? Twenty-eight's heart was inexplicably tight, so he quickly turned around, and limped to the west of the village in three steps and two steps.

After hearing the sound of the gong that had not been struck in the fire since the old village chief summoned the whole village to build the road once three years ago, almost every family ran out of the village, and they ran to the west of the village in a swarm, and even the trembling old man and old lady took broken steps and read while running: "What is this?

Under the old locust tree in the west of the village, a man of five big and three thick is sitting on a natural wooden bench formed by the old locust arching from the ground and then burrowing into the mud, pressing between the chest and abdomen with one hand, and knocking on the gong that he hung on the branch hanging down next to him with the other hand. With that body, there would be no one else in the entire Huoyuan Village except for Zhao Da.

It's just that his almost curled up body is completely inconsistent with his five big and three thick figures.

"Big brother~!" The closest family to the old locust tree is Zhao Er, and the mother-in-law of Zhao Er's family who runs in front of her, seeing that her uncle is only a few steps away from it, she refuses to walk anymore, but sits and rests, and Zhao Er's mother-in-law, who understands her uncle's temper, feels that something is wrong, and her voice trembles a little.

Hearing the voice, Zhao Da raised his head and glanced at it, moved his lips in a snort, but there was no sound at all, and then his head slammed, and he leaned on the old locust tree.

"Big brother?" Zhao Er's family took a step forward, and went to pull Zhao Da, in Huoyuan Village, there are not so many secular etiquette constraints, each family was originally a child who grew up playing with mud since childhood, more than ten years ago, when Zhao Er's family was still hanging snot, it was a girl who was crazy and wild behind Zhao Er's ass all day long.

"Don't move, Zhao Er's. The mother-in-law who followed Zhao Er's family suddenly spoke hurriedly, "Don't move, don't pull him." Li Gouzi's family, hurry up, go and unload the door panel of Zhao Er's house and carry it over!", several families nearby, only Zhao Er's family has a door panel, and the other families use a few branches to tie a shelf with mountain vines, and then fill it with thatch, which can block the wind and rain.

There has never been a thief in Huoyuan Village, or a lady in a family who was slapped on the door when she was taking a bath.

The one who stopped Zhao Er's family was the family of Zhao Ba, a hunting expert in the village, and she was also recognized in the village as a good hand at dealing with livestock injured by jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains.

Zhao Er's family has a door panel because Zhao Eryou went back out of the mountain to a town closest to the village, and saw that the door of a large family was very beautiful, and he came back and made one, although it was so rough that it could not be regarded as a door at all, but it could be regarded as the only few doors in Huoyuan Village, of course, just for good looks, but it was never locked.

It can even be said that Huoyuan Village has never had a lock, and many people don't know what the chain looks like.

I didn't think that the old people in the village laughed at it as flashy and useless, and the door panel came in handy this time.

When the bride and the old people lifted Zhao Da lightly and put it on the door panel, everyone gasped.

A wound that was a foot long, from the left chest to the abdomen obliquely, the upper part of the rib has been broken, the stubble is unrestrained and obliquely exposed an inch long, a white intestine is drilling hard into Zhao Da's stomach, Rao is Zhao Da's hand has been pressed tightly, but no matter how big his hand is, he can't cover such a long wound.

"Hiss~!" was still the mother-in-law who had spoken to prevent Zhao Er's family from moving, stood up, tore off the hem of her skirt as soon as she could, and quickly tied Zhao Da and the door panel together like a rice dumpling.

A skirt is not enough, and the big and small ladies around me are wearing skirts, and they tear them all the way, and finally restrain Zhao Da's wounds, and they are no longer like the open mouth of the blood basin facing the sky.

Xu was because of the pain of the wound, Zhao Da woke up again, his lips moved, but there was still no sound.

"Da Lang, what's wrong with Da Lang?" Twenty-eight had no strength in his legs and feet, and walked slowly, but when he just walked, he saw Zhao Da's lips move, although there was no sound, but after years of experience of being cold-eyed, Twenty-eight could almost know what the other party was saying by just his mouth, and when he saw Zhao Da's mouth shape at this moment, where could he not be in a hurry, it was clearly "Da Lang"!

At this moment, the concern for Da Lang made Twenty-Eight completely forget about Zhao Da's injury, and he didn't have the heart to care about what happened to his injury and how it came about.