Chapter 41: The First Orthodox Verse
What kind of experience is it to be chased by a group of wild boars for three days in a row and doubt your life?
However, the wild boar herd has a very regular work and rest, when the crowd rests, they also rest, when the crowd eats and drinks, they also eat and drink, and from time to time, they will sprinkle the fruit of the ground and pick it up for everyone.
Even, once one of them was injured in a fall, and the wild boars waited in place for three quarters of an hour......
If you ignore the outrageous direction that has been deviated, life will still be passable.
Jiang Zao didn't know anything, and he hid his merit and fame.
"Sister, why haven't you seen our little pig for many days?" Jiang Mu wondered for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask while he was resting.
He wanted to ask others where he was going, but only his sister knew the whereabouts of the little wild boar.
I don't know how she knows.
Jiang had eaten a wild vegetable dumpling wrapped in a large leaf early, and when he heard this, he raised his little head and looked at the sky, "Oh, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”
"yes, this is the first time we've spent the holiday outside."
Jiang Mu glanced at his mother, who was busy with several aunts of the Wang family, and a smile spread in his eyes.
This is the first time that their family has celebrated the festival in earnest.
In the past, during the New Year's Festival, their family, large and small, always had endless work, and after returning home, they were all cold pots and cold stoves, and it would be good for the milk and the second aunt to leave them a cold meal.
It wasn't until the Chinese New Year that he learned that the eldest uncle's family and the third uncle had returned from Huaijiang Town, and the milk and the second uncle had a full pot of meat, and piled the bowls of the two cousins and the third uncle of the uncle's family high.
The third uncle will also pick and choose, disgusted that this piece of meat is too fat, and that piece of meat is stuffed with teeth.
That day, he stood in the snow for a long time with his three-year-old in his arms, and he didn't hear a word about the four of them from anyone in the courtyard.
At that time, he understood that there is a difference between relatives and relatives.
Jiang Zao seemed to feel something, took it out of his arms, took out a big red fruit, stuffed it into his eldest brother's arms, and folded his hands with a smile: "You must give gifts during the holidays, right?" Grandpa Wang's family sent one, Grandma Yang's family sent one, and Sister Xiaomei's family sent one......"
She muttered in her heart, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, why do you have to send one to Wang Wang and Long Long, right?
Xiao Juju hasn't finished his work yet, what more gift do you need? Buckled......
Jiang Mu held the big red fruit, and looked at his sister who kept chattering in a daze, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became larger and larger.
Sure enough, there is a difference between relatives and loved ones.
Because he was thinking about giving gifts, Jiang went to bed early in the morning.
Wang Defu also received a gift from another world: a piece of Huaijiang Mountain Stone.
As for how this stone has a peculiar pattern, and how it was carefully served by the first believer of Fubao Small Temple as a town house stone, I will not show it for the time being.
Lao Wangtou also received the gift that belonged to him on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Money, Qian Laoshan?"
A group of people who had been chased by the wild boar herd for five days collided with the old king who went out to look for Yeshan Ju.
Qian Laoshan's embarrassed appearance made the old king hesitate for a while before he dared to admit it.
The coarse cloth clothes and trousers, which were quite neat when they set off, have become wisps in the past few days, and they can't see the color.
The mille-feuille soles on the feet have long been worn out, and the uppers and soles have long been separated, and the bare feet are purple with deep and shallow wounds.
Seeing his acquaintance, Qian Laoshan staggered to the old king, his eyes were scarlet, "The old king? Is that you? Ouch...... Why don't I dare admit it? ”
"Your mother's ......" the old king tapped his shoulder, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, "I thought I had seen a ghost!" You're still alive! ”
"I've just seen the hell, you're the ghost......"
Qian Laoshan was happy when he met an acquaintance, and he forgot about the group of pigs chasing behind his butt for a while.
After chatting for a long time, I suddenly remembered: What about pigs?
Hey!
I already knew, what are you talking about, let's sum it up first, catch one or two wild boars, and make up for the younger generations!
Qian Laoshan regretted!