At this time, the old man had three more firewoods at his feet, and there were five large firewoods in total, and he was sitting on the ground panting to rest.

Dongzhang leaned over with a smile and pointed to the fire by the river, and said, "Uncle, you see, there is not enough firewood, can I take you a few more firewood?" ”

Dongzhang thought that this time the old man would be angry if he said anything, but the fact slapped Dongzhang again, the old man still didn't put a fart, he didn't look at Dongzhang with his eyes, and said with a normal expression:

"If you want to use it, you can take it for yourself."

"Hey, hey, thank you, old man."

After thanking him, Dongzhang took four of the five firewoods, leaving only one fist-sized and some small branches for the old man.

But even so, when Dongzhang passed in front of him with firewood, the old man still didn't lift his eyelids, he still sat on the ground to rest as usual, and didn't even glance at Dongzhang.

Dongzhang thought that the old man would continue to cut down trees, but unexpectedly, the old man began to pack up the firewood and go home.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the old man carrying firewood on his shoulder, and his body was trembling out of the jungle at the moment because of the huge loss of strength.

The old man on the other side, at this moment, is walking on the way home in the scorching sun, on the sheep intestine path, the straw on the edge of the field will occasionally meet young men and women in twos and threes, they see the old man walking hard and sweating, they can't help but ask:

"Uncle Ma, let's take it home for you, you can rest for a while."

……

In the face of the enthusiastic villagers of the same village, the old man seemed to be deaf and went straight to them without saying a word, and still walked forward with stubbornness, and the young men and women next to him did not feel strange at all, and continued to do their own farm work, and did not care about the old man's attitude at all, as if he had seen it strange.

The old man staggered all the way to a small courtyard that was cleaned up, put the firewood neatly under the eaves next to the door, and then sat on the doorway to rest for a while, and did not enter the door.

"You're back, take a sip of hot tea."

A friendly voice sounded in the room, and then an old woman who was quite well maintained walked out with a cup of hot tea, handed it to the old man sitting at the door, and took a towel to the old man by the way, but when she saw that there were only a few firewood sticks on the side, the originally kind and kind face was instantly replaced by an angry face, and scolded the old man angrily:

"We chopped down such a little firewood one morning after going out, what do you let us use to make a fire and cook at night? Yes? You're really getting more and more disagreeable, are you listening to what I'm saying?? What are we going to do to make a fire in our house tonight?? You say! ”

This old woman is obviously a typical acute child, and when nothing happens, she is amiable, but as soon as something happens, she scolds her without asking the reason, and the old man seems to be used to her pungency, and she doesn't return the scolding, but gets up and goes back to the house without saying a word, and the old woman doesn't seem to be scolding, and she also follows the old man back to the house and continues to scold angrily.

The more silent the old man was, the more fierce the old woman scolded: "You have always been like this, you can't get a fart a day, I just followed you blindly, you can't count on it, I will pull down my face and go to the next door to borrow firewood, and tomorrow you go out to chop firewood and return it to others." ”

When he said this, the old man looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, as if he didn't want the old woman to go out to borrow firewood from others, but in the end he didn't say anything, and the old woman didn't seem to really want to go out to borrow firewood, as if she also knew that the old man didn't want her to show her face and pull her face to borrow firewood from others, more like stimulating the old man, and finally felt sorry for the embarrassed old man, the old woman picked up the only remaining firewood in the house and gave the old man a fire to boil water.

At the other end of this time, Dongzhang had already come to the field path, looked at the young man doing farm work in the field, stopped and asked, "Excuse me, is there an old man in your village who just chopped firewood and went home?" ”

A dark-skinned young man in the field looked up at Dongzhang and was stunned for a moment, but still responded in a harmonious voice: "Xiao Langjun is talking about Uncle Ma, he just went home." ”

Dongzhang was about to say thank you, but the swarthy young man caught a glimpse of the long sword behind Dongzhang's waist, and immediately climbed up from the field quite nervously, and asked urgently, "I don't know what the son is looking for Uncle Ma?" ”

Seeing this young man who was obviously a little nervous, Dongzhang was also quite curious, and said with a chuckle: "What? This strange old man can't be found? ”

Seeing Dongzhang's attitude, the swarthy young man became even more anxious, and hurriedly explained: "No, no, Childe misunderstood, this Uncle Ma is indeed from our Niujia Village, but he has a strange personality and is not good at words, and he may inadvertently offend Childe, if this is the case, the younger one can make amends to Childe on behalf of Ma Bo here." ”

After speaking, he was about to kneel down to Dongzhang barefoot, but as soon as he bent his knees, Dongzhang grabbed his arm with one hand, and no matter how hard the swarthy young man tried, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked: This young man has so much strength.

I was getting more and more panicked in my heart, for fear that Ma Bo would offend people badly, but Dongzhang became more and more curious, and asked with a smile: "Who are you from that strange old man?" ”

Seeing that the swarthy young man who couldn't kneel down had no choice but to give up the act of making amends, looking at the smiling Dongzhang and saying with a wry smile: "It's just a neighbor in the village, but Uncle Ma is a very good person in the village. ”

"Oh~"

"Tell me how he's doing."

Dongzhang became more and more interested, looking at the young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the swarthy young man said calmly: "Uncle Ma was not originally from our village, but he joined our village, although he does not smile on weekdays, and does not communicate with others, but he can always be seen in anyone's family. ”

Looking at Dongzhang, who was still listening, the swarthy young man paused and continued: "Last year, the roof of our house was washed down by the heavy rain, and many people in the village were too busy to take care of themselves, only Uncle Ma resisted the plank for the first time and helped our family repair the house overnight, even if he was too tired to do so, he still insisted on helping our family repair and settle down in the early hours of the morning, there was only one father who was sick in bed at that time, I went to the market and encountered a rainstorm and did not rush home, it can also be said that my father's life was saved by Uncle Ma." ”

"I naturally want to repay this kind of great kindness, but the next day I came to thank him with a gift, but he drove it out, or Aunt Zhang quietly told us, saying that Uncle Ma was infected with a cold that day and did not want others to enter, but why be afraid of such a great kindness, and then he even threw out the gifts."

"He is such a cold-hearted elder, in fact, most of the families in our village have been helped by him to a greater or lesser extent, but he never said anything, and quietly left after silently helping, and others came to thank him and were also driven out by him, it is really, it is difficult to explain..."

"If Childe is really..."

Hearing this, Dongzhang probably understood what kind of person this old man was, and he couldn't bear to embarrass this honest young man, Dongzhang waved his hand to stop his words, and said with a smile:

"I have no grudge against him, but I, like you, have received his favor..."