Ancient wells shine on people's hearts (II)

"The moonlight shines on the ground, shrimp boy, you obediently fall into bed, listen to grandma to rush to plant seedlings......"

Bao carried a porcelain vase, like a rat moving in the dark, through the village, and heard a soft murmur in his ears. Po lowered his head, his heart warmed, although this nursery rhyme was not sung for him, but the faint sound coming from the window also reminded him of the past.

When he was just learning to run, he would often go to the beach to play as a mud monkey, and his father would feign anger, and his mother would protect him, and when it was late, he would lie in his mother's arms and listen to his mother hum this nursery rhyme softly.

Perhaps it was this familiar nursery rhyme that made Bao's footsteps pause, and then walked towards the place where the sound came from.

The window was relatively high, and Po had to try to tiptoe to see the situation inside, and he tried to raise his head to look into the house, but when he saw the flickering candlelight, his feet were a little unstable, and he stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, he stabilized his figure, but he also made a noise.

When the children in the house heard this, he cried when he was about to fall asleep. Ah Bao heard that the woman in the room continued to coax the child, and there was a sour feeling in his heart, and at the same time he was a little envious. But so what?

Po bit his lip, put his hand into his arms, and held the porcelain bottle tightly. In the moonlight, a child walked with his head bowed towards the only well in the village.

......

The wind is gentle tonight, and the moon is bright.

The residual heat of the stove fire drove away the humidity of the rainy season, the stove was "cooing", the tea in the stove had already been boiled, and a white kitten was lying next to the fire.

The tea is old tea, which was brought back to Ah Bo from the shore many years ago. But people at the beach don't like tea, they prefer some herbs to boil a cool soup, which tastes sweet and delicious, and can also dispel dampness. As for some slightly bitter teas, they are not very popular.

Xu Changan boiled the old tea, put a lot of tea leaves, and the tea soup was boiled very strongly.

He knew that maybe this method would be a waste of tea and bitter. But now he likes this kind of suffering.

After great compassion and suffering, we can calmly see through the sweetness that this hard world occasionally gives.

He brought himself a bowl of tea with a strong color and a bitter taste that was even more bitter than Lang's Chinese medicine, then lifted it up and drank it in a big gulp.

Although this tea is not good, as a gift, it is not worth checking.

If those who like elegance and drink tea and compose poetry see Xu Changan's way of drinking tea, they will definitely say "spoiled", and those who can chant two lines of poetry will also say things like "violent heavenly things" or "playing the piano to the cow".

But now, those people are gone. The village is just ordinary people who make a living from fishing.

Xiao Yuan walked like a hall, looking at the frowning brows in the middle of the night under the moonlight and candlelight, she didn't say anything, just lifted the teapot down, refilled a bowl for Xu Changan, and then lifted the teapot away.

It wasn't long before another pot arrived, along with a wooden basin.

"Brother Xu, soak your feet and go to bed early. Xiao Yuan put the pot on the stove, and the wooden basin was placed at Xu Changan's feet.

A wisp of fresh breeze mischievously passed through the window, ruffled Xiao Yuan's hair on both sideburns, revealing his snow-white neck.

Xu Changan's heart moved, and he looked at Xiao Yuan in a daze.

In fact, it is enough to have such a person around, she doesn't need to understand your past, she doesn't need to spend those turbulent times with you, she just needs to refill a bowl of tea for you and boil a pot of water for your feet when the years are quiet.

After Xiao Yuan did this, he raised his head and met Xu Changan's gentle gaze.

Her face turned red instantly, but in this night, it was hard to see that the roots of her ears were hot. Avoiding Xu Changan's eyes, he hurriedly said, "Brother Xu, go to bed early." With that, he ran back to his room.

Xu Changan came back to his senses and looked at the moon.

He was a little weak-hearted, and at a certain moment just now, he almost wanted to kiss him. A white suit and a purple suit came to his mind, and he felt a little guilty.

Eventually, though, he found an excuse.

It's not his fault, it's just that the moonlight is too beautiful.

When the footsteps came, Xu Changan lowered his head weakly, and a pair of somewhat thick palms slapped on his shoulders.

"Abel. Xu Changan raised his head and saw Xiaoyuan's father, Abo.

Abel nodded, and then sat down next to Xu Changan, he smiled, bent down and gently stroked Xiaobai, Xiaobai moved comfortably in his sleep, and then made a "snoring" sound.

"I've seen it all. ”

Xu Changan wanted to explain, and Abel continued.

"You don't have to explain, you're not a bad person, Xiao Yuan's vision is very good. Although I don't know what happened to you, and I don't care what will happen to you and Xiaoyuan in the future, I only have one request. ”

Abel and Xu Changan looked at each other, and in the end Xu Changan was defeated.

"Abel, please speak. ”

"I'm just such a daughter, you are not a simple person, I don't want to know what has happened, sometimes it is not good to know too much, but I know one thing, you are a reliable person. ”

When Xu Changan heard this, he lowered his head, a little unbearable.

"I'm old, I brought Xiaoyuan up alone, and I was young, I used to be useless, and I was a bully on several islands and villages, and the old man spat when he saw it. ”

"I didn't have any good things in the past, and I still have the same skills, but I just have a good vision. I fell in love with Xiaoyuan's mother, she let me live in peace, this time, I fell in love with you, I think you can protect my daughter. ”

Xu Changan lowered his head, pursed his mouth, and did not speak.

"I know, you are not a thing in the pool, this island can't accommodate you, if Xiao Yuan is willing, I will take her out to see the world in the future, those boys in the village, my old man can't look down on any of them. ”

Xu Changan raised his head and looked at Abo.

"Girl, go out and see the world more, and you won't be deceived by those bastards in the future!" Abel smiled.

"If you're willing, I'm talking about if, if you're willing to stay here, then I hope you can lie to Xiaoyuan for the rest of your life. With that, he stood up.

He turned his back to Xu Changan and said suddenly.

"Your sword, I put it upstairs, it's a little wider than the average one, and it's just right to make a slab, right above your head. I want it to be a slab forever. Of course, it's your thing, and it can be a sword if you want to. ”

Xu Changan was stunned in place, not understanding why Abel said this to him, and there was a smell of last words.

Abel turned his head suddenly, and the moonlight hit his back and face.

"By the way, if you find anything to tell the old man, the sea water you boil is still a little salty. A smile suddenly tugged at the corner of Abo's mouth.

Xu Changan nodded, and saw something in Abo's eyes, called trust.

......

A group of people, carrying sticks, walked to the place of the ancient well.

Their steps were extremely light, and they hid in the woods, staring at the well that had been dug for generations.

A child appeared at the mouth of the well, he looked left and right, and found nothing unusual, so he took out a porcelain vase from his bosom and prepared to spill the contents of the porcelain vase into the well.

Only then did he uncork the bottle, and suddenly dozens of torches lit up, and dozens of people surrounded him.

The child's lips are white and dry. The group looked at themselves like a fish in the sea, and longed to fork the fork of the spear in their hands on their body.

"Bao, you usually don't mess around, steal a chicken, take a few fish, who cares! But now you actually come to move this well's mind, yes, we old men have heard people blindly talk nonsense, no! But you can't harm the whole village!"

Po's hand hung in mid-air, and the contents of the bottle did not leak a single cent.

A gray-haired old man with a cane, knocked on the ground, and said bitterly. He is the eldest person in the village, and everyone else calls him Wei Lao.

Po's lips trembled, and he finally mustered up the courage to squeeze out a sentence.

"I'm the antidote, someone has drugged the plague you have!" he shouted this sentence hoarsely, facing these villagers he had "bullied" in the past few days, and roared, a little heartbroken.

As he spoke, he hurriedly tilted the bottle and tried to sprinkle the powder into it.

At this moment, a blue light appeared, hitting Ah Bao's wrist, Ah Bao's hand loosened, and saw the porcelain bottle fall into the well, and a person suddenly appeared and intercepted the bottle.

"Bao, you're too vicious!"

When Po saw this person, he realized that he had been fooled. The person standing in front of him was none other than Zu Yinghua, who just said that he was going to go back and tell the master to leave!

"You say it's an antidote, then I'll prove it to you!"

As he spoke, his junior brother caught a bird on the spot and handed it to Zu Yinghua.

Zu Yinghua took the bird, sprinkled a little powder from the porcelain vase on the bird's beak, and it didn't take long for the bird's eyes to turn white, tremble all over, and die.

In this case, even a blind man knows that the bottle is poison, and no matter how stupid Ah Bao is, he knows that he has been calculated.

"Bao, you're too much!"

"Bao, you've really disappointed us!"

"Even if you steal chickens and fish, you need our lives!"

"Little children, the heart is so poisonous!"

Voices came from all sides, gossiping. Po closed his eyes in despair, tears falling down his cheeks, but no one could notice.

In this village, there are two major surnames, and a few people in the village do not have the surname Wei or Zu, but they are inextricably linked with these two surnames. These two surnames worship the two ancestors together, with a ancestral teaching!

"Elder Wei, according to the ancestral teachings, this ancestor Abao intends to murder the whole village, how to deal with it!"

A trace of doubt appeared on Zu Yinghua's face, in fact, his heart was like a mirror, he just wanted to force out the old madman and the mysterious person who had been protecting Ah Bao.

Originally, he didn't have a chance, but tonight he actually found Po lying on the roof eavesdropping, so he immediately came up with this poisonous plan!

Hearing this, everyone stopped talking.

In the end, Wei Lao stomped his feet, sighed and said: "According to the ancestral teachings, if you plot to kill the whole village, you should be burned! In front of the ancestral hall, cast its stone statue, and kneel in front of the ancestors for the rest of your life, and future generations will be ashamed of it!"