Siniang's millet porridge tastes extremely good, this is Shen Shangluo's favorite taste, and I still remember that Shen Shangluo's favorite thing when he was a child was what Siniang made.

It's not that it's delicious, it's just that Shen Shangluo likes that taste.

The people of Yunwu Village are not very rich, and the only things for porridge are coarse grains such as cassava.

However, although the millet porridge is simple, the taste is light, there is a fresh fragrance, and some cassava is added to it, which makes it appear to be more delicious, smooth, and sweet.

When boiling porridge, boil the well water first, then put in the washed rice, boil first, and then simmer until the soup is viscous.

But Siniang's millet porridge seems to be a little different this time, it seems to be with some pumpkin added to it, which is sweet, and the taste is sweeter than the tapioca porridge.

Shen Shangluo, who had just woken up, had a good appetite, and it wasn't until he finished eating all the millet porridge in the bowl that Shen Shangluo was satisfied.

After resting for a while, Shen Shangluo got up slowly, he had been delayed for two whole days, and he had to finish the work he had to do.

It's the beginning of spring, and after a while you can start picking tea, but I'm afraid it's going to be even busier.

The spring rains are abundant and the temperature is mild, and the tea trees have experienced a whole winter of dormancy, which makes the spring tea trees grow exceptionally vigorously.

The spring buds are thick, the color is green, the leaves are soft, and the young buds and leaves are hairy, so the early spring tea is often the best time of the year to pick the tea quality.

After resting, Shen Shangluo still decided to go about his own affairs first, he had done enough, and he couldn't control whether that person lived or died.

As for Brother An Sheng, Shen Shangluo still couldn't understand it, Siniang said that Brother An Sheng rescued him, but Brother An Sheng obviously ......

But she also has a glimmer of hope in her heart, maybe she was dizzy last night, that person is not Brother An Sheng, but she didn't see it clearly.

coupled with that person's constant inducement, that's why I thought that person was Brother Ansheng.

But there are still people who remember Ansheng and will always remember.

Before going out, Shen Shangluo suddenly smelled a bad smell coming from her room, and she couldn't help frowning, looking a little displeased.

I'm pretty diligent on weekdays, and the house has always been cleaned up by myself, how can there be such a smell?

Pouting his nose, Shen Shangluo soon discovered that the source of this strange smell was the ointment on his stove.

Only then did I remember that I haven't had time to deal with this thing since I bought it, and I'm afraid I can't delay it anymore.

Looking at the gradually rising sun outside, Shen Shangluo helplessly rolled up his sleeves, and then brushed the rattan bracelet up.

She first started a fire, heated the iron pot, and then cut all the ointment into small pieces, and threw it into the pot, and the rest of the time was up.

In the iron pot, the ointment will soon emit a stronger oily smell, and small bubbles will appear after a long time.

Shen Shangluo didn't have much money to buy sesame oil, so he learned this method from Siniang, and used it when refining the food paste and stir-frying.

Although it is not as refreshing as sesame oil, for Shen Shangluo, who has little water in clear soup, this oily is already rare.

While waiting, Shen Shangluo cleaned the clothes he had soaked last night and hung them in the courtyard.

The boiled cream was divided into two parts by Shen Shangluo, one was the boiled fat, which was carefully placed in a clay pot by Shen Shangluo.

When the hot grease condenses, it will form a white paste, and the rest is oil residue, which also smells very good, which is also a good meal.

After packing up these things, Shen Shangluo breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, but he always felt that he was holding something in his heart, which was extremely torturous.

The corpses of the group of people last night had been carried back by the strong man, and each one of them had become twisted black charcoal figures, which looked terrifying, and the smell of burning was everywhere.

Even Brother An's body was brought over, he knew everything, but he couldn't say anything, he could only watch Brother An Sheng being taken away by the people who hurt him.

In the end, I still didn't do anything......

When he was busy working in the yard, he saw the two girls of the Lu family looking into his yard several times.

It stands to reason that these two children should still call themselves cousins, and Shen Shangluo doesn't know why, but Shen's mother has always taught them like this.

Shen Shangluo patted the water droplets hanging on his body, "What are you looking at?" ”

Lu Hanyan boldly pushed open the fence, only to see a bowl of white tofu in her hand, and even the soup was still gently shaking, looking particularly pleasing in the sun.

Lu Hanyan trembled and handed the bowl to Shen Shangluo, with a faint smile, "Cousin, this is what my mother asked me to bring over." ”

Shen Shangluo looked up to see the location of the Lu family, although half of the house was burned down, it should be repaired in two or three days.

The events of last night are still vivid, Shen Shangluo actually looked a little nervous, what would the Lu family say when he saw everything in his eyes?

She took the porcelain bowl in Lu Hanyan's hand, which was covered with pale cyan patterns, but it was already a little damaged.

She smiled sweetly, but her face was still a little pale, "Thank you!" ”

Taking the porcelain bowl in Lu Hanyan's hand, Shen Shangluo knew why her hand was trembling slightly, the weight of this bowl was really not light.

Lu Hanyan also had a big smile on his face, "Cousin, you are so beautiful!" ”

After saying this, Lu Hanyan ran away quickly, Shen Shangluo couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't like children originally, but now he suddenly felt that these children were still quite cute.

Shen Shangluo was directly busy until ten o'clock in the afternoon before he finished solving the matter at home, and then walked slowly towards the tea garden in the back mountain.

It is said that it is a tea garden, but in fact, it is only a few acres, but under Shen Shangluo's careful care, the growth is excellent.

This small tea garden is far away from Shen Shangluo's residence, and it is surrounded by dense forests, so in order to facilitate the care of his small tea garden, Shen Shangluo also spent a lot of effort.

Even a spring water was specially attracted in the dense forest for irrigation, and it can be drunk when you are tired on weekdays.

The road leading to the small tea garden is a remote mountain road, flanked by lush trees, and from time to time a clever pine tree or two bursts out holding the pine cone and shaking its big tail.

Almost no one comes here on this road except Shen Shangluo, but also, except for Shen Shangluo's land, no one's land is in this corner.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in my ears, as if something heavy had rolled down the hillside.

Shen Shangluo was startled by this sudden sound, and subconsciously looked up, only to see a figure rolling down in his direction.

Although he was indeed frightened, Shen Shangluo only took a few steps back slightly, watching the man roll down at his feet and stop.

She crouched down to look at the strange man, and her eyes sank as she turned over the man's body with all her might.

It's really a narrow road, Shen Shangluo frowned, and his heart was full of indifference.

She straightened up slowly, and she had already done a lot of things on her own.

Brother An Sheng's matter was still blocked in Shen Shangluo's heart, and she really couldn't let it go.

A good strong man left in front of him in such a hurry, and after he left, no one even mentioned it, no one remembered, as if this person did not exist at all.

Even if no one remembers Ansheng's existence, but they can't forget it, it's a living human life.

Shen Shangluo gritted his teeth and kept saying in his heart: It's already good that he didn't bring him back to get the fifty taels of silver, is it possible to save him?

Just as he was about to leave, the man reached out and grabbed Shen Shangluo's ankle and raised his head slightly.

"Save ...... Help me......"

His breath was very weak, just like the rest of the night, constantly struggling on the brink of death.

Longing for life, but powerless, every moment is a judgment of life, and it is also a process of waiting for death.

Shen Shangluo listened to this cry for help, and his heart softened for a moment, this is also a fresh life......

But what else do you have to do? Is it better to die because of this life? I was very grateful to him for saving me that night, but I really worked hard......

She closed her eyes and pulled her ankles back with all her might, and was about to leave when her body froze in place.

There was a dark red patch on the man's wrist, but part of it was covered by blood, and the view was incomplete.

Shen Shangluo shook his head slightly, how is it possible, it can't be the same, how can it be......

Although he didn't believe it, Shen Shangluo still squatted down hesitantly, stretched out his hands and trembled and rolled up the man's sleeves.

Before he could wipe off the blood, the man grabbed Shen Shangluo's eyes again, "Save ......"

It's just that before this sentence was spoken, it fell weakly, and the dark red lines on the hand just formed a strange pattern.

And this pattern Shen Shangluo is extremely familiar, this is exactly the texture on Shen's father's back, exactly the same, how is this possible!

Her lips quivered, like a crack in something that had been sealed in the dust, and a light that seemed to be absent from the long darkness.

She suddenly made up her mind, and she helped the man up hard, but the weight of the man who passed out was not something that a weak woman in Shen Shangluo could carry.

She could barely lift the man's hands and drag her towards her tea garden, leaving two scratches on her toes.

But now Shen Shangluo has no time to take care of these things, the man's injuries are very serious, if he doesn't think of a way, he will really die here.

And now I can't let him die, I don't know anything about this pattern, and I don't know anything about my father!

In order to facilitate the harvesting of tea, Shen Shangluo spent almost half a month building a simple shed not far from the tea garden, which could be used as a resting place for the time being.

It took most of the effort for Shen Shangluo to drag the man to the wooden shed, and hurriedly rushed back to wipe the two scratches left behind with branches and leaves.

The wound on the man's body cracked open again, and the blood flowed again, and the herbs were already soaked with blood.

Shen Shangluo took some water from the irrigated spring and drank it, and then brought it back with some water in a small pot for making tea, and slowly cleaned the wounds on the man's body as before.

But this time, Shen Shangluo couldn't let go of his heart, how could such a strange man have a relationship with his father?

Does your father know him? Will there be a relationship between them? If not, is this pattern really just a simple coincidence?

She gently raised the man's left hand and looked at it carefully, the pattern on it was indeed the same as what she remembered, without the slightest deviation.

It was a black dragon that soared upward, the dragon was like a rainbow, and there seemed to be a pair of wings behind it, and the dragon's claws swooped in one direction, as if trying to grasp something.

That's right, it's the same!

Shen Shangluo's hand couldn't help but shake, this person had nothing to do with Cloud Village, and his only contact with his father was probably when he was in Kyoto.

Only Daddy's time in Kyoto is unknown to others, maybe they knew each other at that time.

Suddenly remembering his father and mother in his mind, Shen Shangluo reached out and touched the rattan bracelet on his wrist, this must not be an accident......

As if he had made up his mind, Shen Shangluo took a deep breath and dealt with the man's scars more seriously.

It's just that her mind can't calm down for a long time, how can her father have anything to do with this kid......

It was not until the evening that the lying man moved, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, but he was slightly stunned when he saw Shen Shangluo.

Before he could speak, Shen Shangluo sent the water to him, but he was full of indifference, this time, he shouldn't think about killing himself again, right?

The man's eyes were full of vigilance, and Shen Shangluo frowned slightly, "Don't worry, if I want to arrest you to exchange for silver, I don't have to go to great lengths to save you again." ”

Looking at each other, both of them kept thinking about each other's intentions, and finally under the violent coughing, the man still took the bowl of water.

Shen Shangluo wiped the dirty blood on his hands, looking a little cold, "What's your name?" Why did it fall into their hands? ”

I don't know if the man let down his guard, he lay weakly on the improvised wooden plank, and gasped, "I don't remember." ”

For this answer, Shen Shangluo's body couldn't help but be stunned, don't you remember?

"Don't remember anything?"

The man looked directly at Shen Shangluo's amber eyes and nodded seriously, "I really don't remember." ”

Just as Shen Shangluo thought before, his eyes were really good-looking, rare and profound, and it turned out that the eyes of the starry sky were real.

She lowered her eyes, "Do you remember your name?" ”