The sun rises and sets, and the moon rises and returns. In the quiet of light and shadow, the years quietly stole six days.

Six days, such six days, for Qianyi, passed in a flash.

The wound had healed on the fourth day after the house was built, but Yueshui didn't ask, and he didn't say anything, so life was very pleasant.

He finally understood why Nightfall and Lazy never cooked, because as long as someone still knows how to pour oil and salt into the pot, some people will not want to move, just like Qianyi now.

In the past six days, in addition to eating and sleeping, Qian Yi has also moved out some of the little things he used to love to do.

Taking care of the medicine field counts as one.

When I was in Baizhuan Mountain, I said when I was teaching Qianyi to distinguish medicinal herbs in the middle of the night -- those storytellers in the teahouse were all full of bullshit, and they would go to collect medicine in the morning like digging cabbage, and they would pick a bamboo basket like digging cabbage, and they would go every once in a while! Do you think the mountains are full of cabbage! Even cabbage can't withstand picking like this! Medicinal herbs! Herbs! Herbs that can be used for medicine, how can they be compared to a random dog's tail grass on the ground? Precious medicinal herbs are even more rare, and if you want to use them to cure diseases and save people, you must plant them! Carefully cultivated!Hmm...... Like that! The one that looks like a pheasant is just a good herb! Stinky boy, go get it for the old man......

Although the night is the same as the turtle that has been planted for several lifetimes, the swear words are flying all over the sky, and the last sentence is even more because of the discovery of pheasants, but the reason is still right to pinch the head and tail and clean it again.

So after Qian Yi learned to distinguish medicinal herbs, he began to plant, at first he naturally planted what he died, and then bribed a hundred pheasants in the night, and finally planted a decent medicinal field.

Medicine fields are more fragile than farmland and need more care.

When he first planted a medicine field, Xiao Qian also slept on the edge of the medicine field in order to gain something. Later, when he came to Longcheng Valley, Qianyi still planted a medicinal field on the distant mountain behind the border pass.

After the light rain in the courtyard that night, Qian Yi often went to the medicine field under the mountain to sit for a while, hoe the grass and water, and look at the mountain clouds.

Yue Shuiyi naturally has no interest in this kind of thing, but she has not forgotten what she used to say about planting some precious herbs in the yard, and when Qianyi went to see the medicine field, she happily picked up the bamboo basket and went up the mountain to dig medicine.

Without Qianyi's guidance, and never had any experience in digging medicine, Yueshui went according to this, and the result can be imagined, at first he didn't dig anything, but then he dug up, but it was something like sweet potatoes, mushrooms, and even tree roots.

......

In addition to taking care of the medicine field, Chiya also began to write.

It's strange that in the fourteen years that I have been with Remnant Night, in addition to teaching Qianye how to survive, how to use a knife, how to heal injuries and diseases, and how to cook to fill my stomach, the most important thing is to teach Qianye to practice calligraphy.

The first thing I do when I get up every morning is to practice calligraphy for half an hour, and the last thing I do before going to bed at night is also to practice calligraphy. In the past fourteen years, except for a few times when Qianyi's life was almost tossed away by the night, and he didn't practice, he practiced as usual.

Fourteen years of hard work, so Qianyi's words are very good.

Although there is no freehand uninhibited by the Wang family, and there is no Zhongzheng and peace of the Zhou family, but the strokes are extremely serious, and with a swordsman's persistent and fearless spirit, it seems to be like carved with a knife, pleasing to the eye and full of true meaning.

Yue Shuiyi seems to be very inattentive to this kind of demanding details, which can be seen from the fact that she built a house. She prefers to float, romantic, to put it bluntly, that is, unrealistic but beautiful things.

The Blood Devouring Demon Clan also has words, which are similar to the characters of the human race, but she knows a total of more than a hundred, and that day she wrote a "Thousand Moon Residence" on the wooden board, and she also thought about it for a long time before she remembered how to write it, but after writing it, it still made Qian Yi confused.

Qian also practiced calligraphy, and she was making fun of herself.

In her opinion, Qianyi's good-looking writing is no different from her good-looking writing, and she is beautiful in her heart, and her Langjun is amazing, and she can do anything.

Qianyi naturally doesn't know everything, such as divination, such as alchemy.

It's not that the remnant night didn't try to teach Qianyi divination and alchemy, but that Qianye has no talent in this area, and the remnant night once asked Qianyi to go to a soldier to divinate the situation of the family, and the result of Qianyi's divination was that the whole door was destroyed! The soldier was so frightened that he cried bitterly and rushed home overnight, and the family was happily eating dumplings...... The soldier had made it to dinner.

As for alchemy, Remnant Ye couldn't remember how many medicine tripods Qianyi had blown up, considering that it would be more cost-effective to exchange the silver taels used to buy these medicine tripods for roast chicken, Remnant Ye categorically decided not to teach Qianyi alchemy.

In addition to killing enemies, cooking, medicine, and calligraphy, Qian will also do the same - playing chess.

This is not taught by the night, but by the chess idiot Tingxiaqi. There are a few who can play chess, but unfortunately because they concentrate on war, their chess skills are wasted, and they are not the opponents of Tingxiaque. It made the court finch play chess with them every time it was like chopping a watermelon, and there was no feeling.

The chess addiction that grows day by day, and the lack of confidence in the stinky chess baskets that play against the opponents day after day, Tingxia Bird has set his sights on Qianyi.

Although Qianyi can't play chess, just looking at the way he talks and does things, Tingxiaqi thinks that Qianyi is a good seedling. Sure enough, after the painful promise to provide Qianyi, Nightnight, and Lazy with a year's worth of good food for free, and inducing Qianyi to learn to play chess, in just three months, it was just Qianyi, who spent some free time learning chess, and his chess skills were almost the same as those in the court.

A year later, Tingxiaque sweated every time he played chess, and he was addicted, but three years later, Tingxiaque was no longer enjoyable, because he couldn't win Qianyi, and every time he played chess with Qianyi, he was like being chopped a watermelon, and he was cut to death in three or two strokes......

At this time of unprecedented abundance and freedom, Qian Yi did not practice, nor did he enlighten the Tao, he traveled all day long, took care of the medicine fields, practiced calligraphy, made a soup, and then-

Teach Yueshui to play chess according to this stupid girl.

If playing chess with the court is like chopping a watermelon, then playing chess with Yueshuiyi, Qianyi doesn't even have a **.

When Qian Yi turned out the chess pieces and chessboard from the drizzly room under the court, Yue Shuiyi still shouted that she had cultivated chess with her grandfather when she was a child, and her chess skills were extremely profound, and she had perfected her skills.

At that time, Qianyi only said: "Then let's go to the next game." ”

Yue Shuiyi, who was blowing rising, obviously didn't expect Qianyi to play chess, in the girl's mind, Qianyi is so high, knows how to heal, can cook, and writes so well, it's already very strange, how can she still play chess?

Thinking that whatever he did Lang Jun seemed to be as strong as a demon, Yue Shui couldn't help but be a little sneering, and said with a smile: "Forget it, Qianqian, I can't say that the rules of our chess play are different." ”

"I listened to what you just said, and the rules are the same. ”

"......" Yueshui really wanted to slap herself, and it was best to slap herself out.

As a last resort, Yue Shuiyi and Qianyi played a game of chess, and the result was naturally no suspense, and it didn't even have anything to do with suspense at all, and Yue Shuiyi couldn't find it if she lost north.

In the end, Qianyi put down the chess pieces and said seriously: "In the future, I will play chess alone." ”

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The days passed quickly without care and with a little resentment.

In the early morning of the thirteenth day after Qianyi came to southern Xinjiang, it rained outside.

It was dark, the rain was heavy, and the calm lake was surging.