A quarter of an hour later, when Wan Qingping washed away the filth and changed into new clothes, the whole person looked refreshing!

The old man seemed to be very satisfied when he saw this, but he didn't say much, just took Wan Qingping back to the low building where he lived, and gave Wan Qingping a bamboo tube full of rice, and then the old man pointed to the gate of the village, Wan Qingping was not stupid, this was very clear that he wanted him to leave the village.

Wan Qingping didn't care, and knew from the old man's kind but vigilant gaze that a stranger appeared at the door of the stockade dressed as a wolf, and the people gave him food and clothes, which was good, and it was normal to let himself leave now, so he no longer entangled, but just arched his hand towards the old man kindly, and then walked out of the village.

Naturally, it is impossible! How can you give up lightly when you finally encounter a crowd of people?

With an inexplicable smile on his face, Wan Qingping walked slowly on the path between the terraced fields, thinking of the method he had just come up with when he was taking a bath to integrate into the local area, and his eyes couldn't help but twinkle.

Although he walked very slowly, Wan Qingping still quickly walked out of the distance of nearly half a mile, and saw that there was a large bluestone on the side of the road, Wan Qingping stopped after a little thought, and sat on it casually, just like the sitting posture of ordinary ordinary people in his hometown, not the cross-sitting of monks meditating.

Although the red sun seems to not want to go down the mountain, but with the passage of time, the sunset finally appears on the horizon, and the continuous fire clouds cover the green terraces with a fiery red veil.

At this time, the smoke of cooking rose in the village, and a long-lost smell of firewood and grass wafted out, and the young men and women who went down to the ground saw this and walked out of the terraced fields one after another, washed a little by the stream, and then carried the farm tools to the village.

Wan Qingping, who was sitting on the bluestone, looked at this comfortable pastoral farming and weaving map, and couldn't help but be stupid! At this time, he remembered his father, a small landowner in the countryside, when he was ignorant, he would always appear at the entrance of the village on time every evening, looking forward to his father who would lead the tenants back, and his father always caressed his delicate face with his rough hands, and then handed him a grasshopper or a small bunch of wild fruits, although these things seemed very ordinary at this time, but at that time he always regarded them as treasures, and remembered that carefree life, it was very happy!

Wan Qingping sat like this, with a faint look of memory on his face, sometimes showing a smile, sometimes pursing his lips, as if savoring the distant past, the men and women who returned from Shimoda looked at this stranger in surprise when they passed by, and some of them pointed and pointed, not knowing what to say.

When these young men returned to the stockade to inquire, they learned that this person turned out to be a poor mute, and they did not know which nearby stockade they came from, but these people quickly did not take this matter to heart, and it was not that they had never seen homeless people before, so there was no fuss.

But the next day, with the rotation of the shaft, the gate of the stockade opened in a "squeak" sound, and the people in the field were surprised to see that the mute man yesterday was carrying a fat roe deer in his hand at this time, and stood at the door with a smile, as if waiting for something.

The small village is remote and secluded, and there are few major incidents, and when they see the strange behavior of the dumb man, people do not go to the fields, and suddenly they gather around to look lively. As time went by, more and more people gathered, and the little boy kept playing in the cracks, and the door of the stockade soon became noisy.

Yesterday, the old man seemed to have a very high status in the village, and someone had already passed the news in, and Wan Qingping soon saw the figure with a crutch again. Very respectfully stepped forward to send the roe deer to the feet of the old man, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Wan Qingping turned around and walked towards the dense forest, and the surrounding people saw that the excitement was gone, so they quickly dispersed and did their own things.

But when they returned in the evening, they saw the mute again, sitting on the big rock beside the terraced path of yesterday, just as yesterday.

The golden rooster reported that the third day came soon, the door of the stockade opened, and the dumb man had two more pheasants in his hand, just like yesterday, and waited for the old man to come out, handed these things to the old man, and then left silently.

After seven or eight days in a row, the people in the village were not surprised by the mute's behavior, and gradually some people gave him food, and the dumb man was always happy to accept the food, but the next day he would give the man something, mostly some roe deer, pheasant, hare, and the like.

Gradually, people were full of praise for the mute, thinking that he was a kind person, and when he returned from Shimoda and passed through the big bluestone, people would also say hello to the mute, and they would be greeted by the mute's gentle smile.

The hard work paid off, and finally after more than 20 days, several old men in the stockade decided to let the wandering mute live in the stockade. The villagers of the village also helped, and it took two days to build a small low-stilted building for the mute in the open space of the village.

The mute seemed to be glad to have a place to stay, and quickly left the stockade, but when he returned, he actually carried a huge wild boar on his shoulder, and that night, all the people involved in the help gathered in the open space of the stockade to light a bonfire, boil wild boar, and dance a rather flavorful dance.

In this way, the mute became a member of the village, and gradually became familiar with the villagers with the interactions, and initially integrated into the life here.

Soon the people in the village are very smart and learn everything very quickly, for example, making bamboo rice, the dumb man can skillfully cut the bamboo rice after seeing it a few times, and then put it into the pot to cook; in addition, the dumb man has a lot of strength, once a strong ploughing ox in the village went crazy, several young and strong people joined forces can not subdue it, just in time for the dumb to hunt back, put down the prey and immediately trotted over, it only took two strokes to press the irritable ploughing ox to the ground, the ploughing ox struggled desperately but could not get up, which attracted people to be impressed。

At first, the head of the village saw that he was pitiful, and gave him a small piece of land, but the dumb man went to the field twice on the first day, and then he never went to the field, and now the field is all occupied by weeds.

Even so, the mute never lacked food, and often ran into the woods alone, and then people would appear, and when he returned, he would always bring back some prey, from pheasants and voles to roe deer, wild sheep, and even fierce wild boars, which were much better than a few old hunters in the village, and the dumb man used these prey to exchange rice and salt for the people of the village.

As time went by, the people in the village liked this mute very much, because the mute man was never stingy, and when there was a lot of prey, he often gave some to this family and a little to that family; and the skin left over from eating the meat was hung on the tree in the village for others to take.

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