In the early morning, several female relatives of Liu Laosi and Liu Laowu walked to the south with straw hats, sickles and clay pots filled with water, sighing all the way, their faces full of helplessness and resentment.

Because Liu Laosi arranged for them to go to their fields to harvest wheat first on the grounds that several men were injured, saying that it had rained for three days in a row, and it was rare to have a sunny day, so it was necessary to hurry up.

They also had to obey orders, and the days to come were still long, and several men were only injured, and there was always a time when the injuries were healed, and it was inseparable from men to survive in this kind of poor and remote place, so even if there were ten thousand reluctances in their hearts, they had to be obedient and obedient.

"Father, Qiu'er is already pregnant, you let her go to ...... too" The fourth son was a little worried about his daughter-in-law.

"It's okay, just let your mother cut the wheat, and Qiu'er will help bring it together." Liu Laosi stopped his son from continuing: "You go back and lie down to recuperate, this year this situation can only be harvested in advance." ”

He was afraid that there would be continuous rain in June this year, and it would be rare for it to be sunny today, so he could harvest some of them, and he thought in his heart that if he hadn't finished cutting by the middle of the month, he would be able to hire someone to help finish it.

After beckoning his son back to the room to lie down, he also lay down, the rural people are solid, but his arm was beaten, it should be fine to lie down for a while, and he doesn't have to go to the county seat to seek medical treatment.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, how nice it would be if there was a doctor in this poor village, it seems that he has forgotten that there used to be a doctor here.

Thinking about it, he seemed to smell something inexplicable, it was quite fragrant, he thought to himself that maybe it was the fragrance of flowers wafting from somewhere, and then a sleepiness hit, he turned over and changed into a comfortable position and fell asleep.

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When Zhai Zhiming returned to the small courtyard in the north of the village, it was almost noon, and Wei Feng was pinching the figure, humming an inexplicable melody in his mouth, which seemed to be quite charming.

Seeing him come in, Wei Feng put down the clay figure that he had almost pinched, its shape was like a human and non-human, and it was also a little like a monkey.

Wei Feng walked towards the water tank in the courtyard and said to Zhai Zhiming: "Come back, I will decoct the side medicine for you later, you should drink it for three days in a row." As he spoke, he began to wash the mud from his hands.

"Well, you're playing with mud? Pinch what? Zhai Zhiming was more interested in this clay puppet.

"Sun Xingzhi, this is art, you don't understand it." Wei Feng then replied.

"Art? Does it refer to the Six Arts and Mathematics? Zhai Zhiming only felt that this word was quite fresh.

"The pattern should be opened, don't be limited by the six arts, your thinking can be art." Wei Feng naturally responded.

He took the herbs picked by Zhai Zhiming to clean and dispose of them, and prepared to decoct the medicine for Zhai Zhiming.

"A hundred ways can be an art ......" Zhai Zhiming muttered Wei Feng's last sentence, feeling that this young man spoke in a somewhat similar style to the doctors in the academy.

Wei Feng fried the herbs, looked at the blazing sun, and said to Zhai Zhiming: "It's almost noon, it's time to cook, how much do you cultivators eat?" ”

Zhai Zhiming thought about it, he took Bigu Dan with him, so he didn't need to eat, and Wei Feng lived alone, maybe his life was not easy, it was a meal for him, and it might be related to his livelihood for Wei Feng, so he refused.

But Wei Feng said to himself: "You are injured, you have to eat more meat, if you don't say it, I will cook it for you according to the meals of ordinary men in the village, and you will make up for it at night if you can't eat enough." ”

After that, he began to make noodles, thinking that the dried meat at home was enough to eat for two days, and when he was done, he would go up the mountain to catch a few rabbits.

Zhai Zhiming opened his mouth, but after all, he didn't refuse again, thinking that when he left, he would leave some silver taels for the young man.

In less than half an hour, two bowls of hot rabbit noodles were served to Wei Feng, during which Zhai Zhiming was always observing his every move, and found that this young man had indeed survived alone for a long time, and he could do everything easily and smoothly without the help of others.

Rabbit noodles taste great, it's not that Wei Feng prefers rabbit meat, among the animals that mainly go up the mountain the most, rabbit meat is the best, mountain rats he can't eat, predators' meat is not delicious, and the bigger deer are difficult to catch and can't eat, and it's wasted.

Just when the two of them were eating and drinking, there seemed to be some noisy noises outside, Zhai Zhiming's hearing was much stronger than Wei Feng's, and he could tell that it seemed that the villagers were shouting for firefighting.

He immediately got up and told Wei Feng what he heard, and prepared to go out to have a look together, but Wei Feng unhurriedly packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and refused on the grounds that he wanted to look at the medicine jar.

Zhai Zhiming glanced at Wei Feng inexplicably, and walked out of the courtyard with a strange expression.

The shouts and the direction of the fire were all in the south of the village, he immediately jumped on the roof, stepped on the houses and jumped more than ten meters away, and quickly ran to the south, and at the same time thinking about Wei Feng's calm expression when he heard the fire, he always felt that this reaction seemed to be a little too calm.

When it comes to fighting fires, aren't all the people in the village very active? After all, everyone is afraid that the fire will burn their home.

When Zhai Zhiming arrived in the south of the village, he had already seen many villagers carrying wooden basins and wooden barrels, pouring water on the burning houses in groups.

It was also at this time that it seemed that the sky was beautiful, and it was originally a sunny day, but it rained for no reason, and the nearby villagers breathed a sigh of relief, and the eagerness in their hearts was finally less.

A few days ago, it was raining constantly, and it was already damp everywhere, but now that there is another rain, I think this fire will not spread again.

In fact, it was not what they expected, the dual effect of manpower firefighting and rain gradually controlled the fire, and the last trace of flame was also unwillingly extinguished under the rain.

Zhai Zhiming did not participate in the firefighting, although he was a cultivator, he could not play much role in this situation, so he did not rashly aggravate his injuries.

It was just the chatter of some nearby villagers that attracted his attention.

"Their old Liu family has really been able to carry it in the past few years, and all the bad things have happened to them, why is this good and decent one still on fire? Could it be that his mother-in-law was cooking ......"

"No way, his mother-in-law went to work in the field in the morning, and I saw that she went with a sickle and cut wheat nine times out of ten......"

"It's only the beginning of June, what kind of wheat ...... cut?"

He was going to go over and ask if it was the Liu family who had come to make trouble in the morning, and his body moved slightly, but he suddenly found that there seemed to be something reflecting next to the burning house.

He sighed softly, walked to the reflector and picked it up, this inexplicable shape reminded him of an interesting story told by his mentor, and his thoughts were racing, and he suddenly understood that this fire was probably not an accident.

Thinking about it in his heart, Wei Feng's appearance of calmly cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks flashed in his mind inexplicably, and he walked towards the villagers, intending to ask some things.

Zhai Zhiming: "Let me ask you, did Wei Feng grow up in this village since he was a child?" ”

"Who are you?" The villagers were a little wary.

"I just passed by here and stayed at his house."

"This ...... Why don't you spend the night in another home, Wei Feng...... That kid seems to have some evil intentions. ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

"You may not know if you are an outsider, this kid is very weird, he always likes to say some things that the gods talk about on weekdays, and we don't understand it, and people who have something to do with him will be haunted by bad luck......"

"Do you know what he said?"

"Then how do I remember, it's what is the difference between lightning and thunder, or the same length of little arms and feet, in short, they are all strange words, crazy words......

"One more thing......"

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Wei Feng filtered out the residue in the medicine jar, he didn't use the flavors picked by Zhai Zhiming at all, but his own inventory, not all the freshly picked herbs could be used directly, and most of them still needed to be processed.

He calculated the time, poured out the medicinal soup, and when Zhai Zhiming came back, it was almost just enough to drink.

After packing everything up, he started playing with the mud again, and he had to pinch the Monkey King from scratch after the morning.

The sound of cicadas rose and fell three times, and the breeze swirled and blew over five rounds, Zhai Zhiming finally came back, and the uninjured hand was still carrying a thing.

Wei Feng looked at his inexplicable face, as well as the appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and chuckled: "If you have anything to say, let's drink the medicine first, the medicine is bitter, and it will be even more difficult to drink when it is cold." ”

Zhai Zhiming put down the pot he was carrying, reached out and touched the warm pottery bowl, his expression was complicated, he stared at Wei Feng for a long time, and finally took the medicine bowl and drank it all.