Funiu Mountain is a hill that resembles a large cow lying down, hence its name.

At the foot of Funiu Mountain, there is a small mountain village, because it is at the foot of Funiu Mountain, so this small mountain village is also called Funiu Village.

Funiu Village is not big, there are twenty or thirty families living in a radius of about one, and a young man named Qin Chuan lives here.

Although Qin Chuan is called a young man, but this year is full of calculations, and he has just turned eighteen years old, Qin Chuan is an only son, and his parents are farmers who are engaged in farming.

Of course, Qin Chuan will also help his parents with farm work and fishing, so the family is diligent and diligent, and life is not urgent.

The children as big as Qin Chuan in the village all went out and went to bigger and more prosperous places outside, and only Qin Chuan was left.

Except for a big child like Qin Chuan, the rest are all teenagers. Qin Chuan is alone, and he can't play with these children, and he is often ridiculed by them: "Big man, coward, afraid of pigs, cows kicking!" ”

Obviously, this is ridiculing Qin Chuan, although he is bigger than them, he is a coward, and he is afraid of being hit by pigs and kicked by cows.

Therefore, when he was fine, Qin Chuan had to stay in one place by himself, thinking nonsense, and his greatest wish was to be able to learn to strike iron from an ironsmith in the town.

Learning to strike iron will be a good livelihood in the future, because in life, people use a lot of iron things, and it can be said that many things are inseparable from iron, so iron striking is naturally particularly important.

However, the blacksmith in the town actually thought he was stupid, so he tried it once, saying that he was clumsy and impatient, so he came back again.

The dream of striking iron was shattered, and Qin Chuan didn't plan to make a living for the time being, so he still helped his parents every day, doing farm work, fishing, and the like.

At noon that day, after lunch, Qin Chuan had nothing to do, so he practiced his kung fu in a spacious place in his yard alone. From time to time, I also pick up a smooth stick and practice the stick.

Qin Chuan, a country boy, naturally likes to practice some fist and foot kung fu, and his three-legged cat's fist and foot kung fu was learned from a dart master in the village.

But this was all three years ago, the dart master is said to have once darts, encountered a gang of dart robbers, fell into an ambush by others, failed to get out, and was killed. Therefore, in the past three years, Qin Chuan has really never seen the dart master come back, and he is still Qin Chuan's master, and Qin Chuan can't help but feel sad when he smells the bad news.

Qin Chuan's kung fu of the three-legged cat, usually practiced, and he really has never fought with anyone, so if he really encounters trouble, whether it can come in handy is really hard to say. When I'm fine, I practice a lot, but it's all about exercising.

After practicing kung fu again, Qin Chuan stopped, felt thirsty, and wanted to drink saliva to quench his thirst, so he walked towards the stove room, where there was tea boiled during the day, on the wooden table.

But as soon as Qin Chuan walked into the stove room, the scene in front of him suddenly shocked Qin Chuan.

What's going on? It turned out that on the pot table in the stove room, it was actually densely packed, and there was a layer of black pressed flies, which were too dense, resulting in a shocking effect on Qin Chuan visually.

Not only on the pot table, but even in the corners of the perimeter wall of the pot table, there are also flies.

Why do flies land so densely on the pot? Forming momentum? Qin Chuan is very clear.

It's not because these flies are in a meeting, it's not that they're getting together to fight, it's just because it's warm and warm on the pot. Thousands of flies are lying on the pot to keep warm.

Qin Chuan knew that he had just had lunch for a while, and under the stove was the boiler chamber that had just finished burning firewood, and the temperature inside would not drop so quickly, so that there would be a certain residual temperature on the top of the pot and its surroundings, and these residual temperatures were just a suitable temperature for flies in late autumn, so there was this scene.

"It's really powerful, why didn't you notice it before?" Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh. "It is said that the grasshoppers after the autumn will not be able to jump for a few days, and now it seems that the flies after the autumn are the same, not very happy."

That's right, as Qin Chuan said, it's really not very happy, Qin Chuan stretched out his hand and waved, those flies were motionless, too lazy to fly away.

Qin Chuan didn't care about these flies anymore, picked up a bowl on the table with a missing corner, took the teapot again, poured most of the bowl of water from the mouth of the teapot into the bowl, and drank it.

After drinking, he put the bowl back on the table, wiped his mouth, and went out again, to the courtyard outside, and continued to practice fist and foot kung fu.

Qin Chuan's parents have gone out to have something to do at this time, they just went out after lunch, this late autumn, the rice in the field is ripe, it should be the time for the farm, when they come back, Qin Chuan may have to go to the field with them to harvest rice.

At this time, a few teenage children suddenly flashed out of the yard, across the fence courtyard wall, to Qin Chuan, who was practicing in the yard, and mocked again: "Big man, coward, afraid of pigs and cows!" ”

He also said: "Learn to strike iron, people don't want it, it's ridiculous to be clumsy!" ”

He also stuck out his tongue at Qin Chuan, grimacing: "Boom, boom, ......!" ”

This can make Qin Chuan angry, although Qin Chuan is usually used to it, but in the twilight, they came out of nowhere, and they were still angry at themselves again.

So Qin Chuan stopped practicing, and suddenly rushed towards the gate of the courtyard, wanting to give these little children a little color to see, and not spoil them.

"Run, the big man is out!" Several children seemed to be afraid of Qin Chuan, and when they saw Qin Chuan coming out, they hurriedly shouted at each other and ran away.

"Little rabbit, don't run if you have the ability, stop me! Stop for Lao Tzu! Qin Chuan rushed to the door, he wanted to teach them a lesson, but they were big ghosts, and they ran faster than rabbits.

So he had to give up, and Qin Chuan turned back into the courtyard.

However, instead of continuing to practice in the yard, he took a stick out and practiced outside the yard, thinking if this would deter the little rabbits and not dare to come again.

Yes, Qin Chuan actually didn't blame them completely, after all, he was so old, he shouldn't stay at home, but should go outside.

The few childhood friends in the village who were as big as him were gone, and they all went out to wander.

Even if he didn't go out, he also begged his daughter-in-law, became a family, and lived his own life. Only Qin Chuan is the only one, who still lives with his parents.