"What's wrong with you, boy?" a young farmer in a coarse cloth shirt saw someone fall on the side of the road, and hurried forward to investigate.

There was no response.

The young farmer gently removed the hat, revealing a pale, delicate face. Chapped lips, slightly blinking eyes, eyes still bright. The young farmer sighed softly, picked up the fallen man, and walked towards the small village.

"Youshan, who is this?"

"It's all like this, and I'm still holding a sword in my hand, will it be a ......?"

"This young man is quite handsome, and he doesn't look like a bad guy at first glance. ”

"You can't have the heart to hurt people, but you can't have the heart to prevent people!"

"In these years, my wife and children can't eat enough. It's better to have more than less!"

......

When walking through the entrance of the village, the village names gossiped, either out of curiosity, or kindly reminded, or made mocking remarks......

The young farmer didn't stop, just smiled and nodded.

"Daddy!"

"Mother, Daddy is back!"

The voice was crisp and bright, full of joy, a little girl and a little boy. They ran up to the young farmer and asked curiously, "Daddy, who is this uncle?"

The young farmer said softly, "It's Daddy's friend." ”

"Then how come I've never seen one?" the little girl tilted her head, staring at the pale, delicate face.

"When we met, we didn't have you yet!"

"I see!"

As they spoke, they walked into a hut.

A young woman with a delicate face stepped forward, took the hat casually, and asked, "Youshan, who is this son?"

"It's Daddy's friend. The little boy looked smug.

"When Daddy and Uncle met, there wasn't me!" the little girl rolled her eyes at the little boy.

The young farmer smiled and said softly, "I'll help him into the back room first." ”

The young woman smiled in response.

The young farmer helped his friend to sit down on the edge of the bed and untied his coat. Then, he put his hand on his friend's back and asked him to lie down gently. After that, he looked at a pair of children and said with a smile: "You two are here to take care of your uncle, and Daddy is going to talk to your mother about something." ”

The two children nodded heavily.

The young farmer left.

The two children stood on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the pale and delicate face. He slowly closed his eyes.

He is Yanshan. This time, he fell in front of the small village because his heart was really tired. He felt empty in his heart, he didn't want to talk, he wanted to take a break. Perhaps, there are other reasons. In short, he fell. At that moment, someone was talking outside the house, in a very soft voice, but he could hear it clearly, it was the young couple.

The young farmer whispered, "Yuxiu, kill the old hen!"

The young woman groaned slightly, and said softly: "There are goodness, there are still four eggs at home, and I will boil them into poached eggs for that son to eat......"

The young farmer interrupted the young woman and muttered, "The boy is very weak, and besides, the two children have not eaten meat for some time. ”

The young woman hummed softly.

Two crystal tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. Yan Shan only felt a burst of warmth welling up in his heart. He is very fortunate that every time he falls, he will meet nobles, so that he can truly feel the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, so that he can continue to move forward strongly.

"Uncle, why are you crying?" was the voice of the little girl.

While speaking, the two children stretched out their hands and wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes for Yan Shan with their sleeves.

Simple words, casual actions, are the most moving.

Yan Shan opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Because my uncle is very happy." ”

The little boy hurriedly asked, "Why is my uncle happy?"

Yan Shan said softly: "Because my uncle is still alive." ”

Hearing this, the two children looked dazed.

Yan Shan continued: "Uncle wants to drink water. ”

"I'm going to pour water. The little girl ran to the table first, stretched out her little hand to touch the kettle, and couldn't help frowning: "The water is cold." Soon, she smiled and said, "Uncle, wait a minute, I'll go get hot water." As she spoke, she picked up the kettle and ran out the door.

The little boy stood at the table, pouting, a little sullen.

Yan Shan couldn't help but smile and didn't say much.

After a while, the little girl came back with a kettle. The spout was still steaming. She carefully poured a bowl of hot water and gently blew it through her mouth.

The little boy also came to the bowl and blew with the little girl.

Yanshan's heart is very warm, this is the feeling of home.

After a while, the water stopped burning.

The little girl held the water bowl in both hands and slowly sent it to Yan Shan's mouth.

Yan Shan took a sip, only to feel that a sweet spring flowed into his heart, which was like a jade liquid.

In this way, the little girl held the water bowl, Yan Shan took a small sip, and drank a bowl of water.

After that, the little girl wiped the water stains on Yan Shan's mouth with her sleeve, shook her arm that was a little sore, and said with a smile: "Uncle, do you still drink?"

Yan Shan shook his head with a smile and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The little girl said coquettishly: "My name is Zhao Yan, and I am smiling and smiling." He is my younger brother, his name is Zhao Rin, and he is righteous and awe-inspiring. ”

Yan Shan sighed lightly: "What a smile! What a righteous awe-inspiring one!"

Zhao Yan looked proud.

Zhao Rin seemed to be unwilling, and said with a straight face: "Uncle, I still know the names of my father and mother." ”

Yan Shan couldn't cry or laugh, but he still said softly: "Uncle, listen." ”

Zhao Rin made a grimace at her sister, then pretended to be an adult, and said in a deep voice: "My father's name is Zhao Youshan, and he is the only talent in the village. My mother's name is Liu Yuxiu, and she is also a famous talented girl. ”

At this time, the faces of the sisters and brothers were full of pride and joy.

Yan Shan put on a look of great admiration and muttered: "A book is full of fragrance, two talents, two beauties, it's really rare!"

At this time, Zhao Youshan walked in and said with a wry smile: "Let the son see and laugh!"

Yan Shan smiled lightly: "Yan Shan, thank you Brother Zhao for saving your life!"

The four eyes are facing each other, tacitly.

Zhao Youshan asked, "Brother Yan, can you get out of bed and eat?"

Yan Shan nodded slightly.

After that, Zhao Youshan helped Yanshan to walk towards the front yard, and the sisters and brothers jumped up and followed behind.

From beginning to end, Yan Shan had always held the long sword.

Although Zhao Youshan is not a person in the rivers and lakes, he also understands the truth that the sword is in the people. He believed that Yan Shan was by no means a wicked person, so he didn't ask much because of respect.

Before he got out of the hut, a burst of fragrance had already come to his nose.

"It smells so good!"

"It's meat!"

The siblings rushed out.

Zhao Youshan looked at Yanshan and smiled awkwardly.

Yan Shan sighed softly: "If you have a wife like this, a pair of children, what more can a husband ask for!"

While speaking, Yan Shan and his family of four had already sat down at the dinner table.

Zhao Yan looked at the big pot of meat, seemed to think of something, and asked tentatively, "Mother, where is the little flower?"

Liu Yuxiu said softly: "Uncle's body is very weak, and he needs to make up for it......"

Before her mother finished speaking, Zhao Yan hummed softly, and tears instantly crossed her cheeks. She didn't cry, just wept silently.

Zhao Rin seemed to understand something, and silently burst into tears.

Zhao Youshan and Liu Yuxiu glanced at each other, only to feel heartache.

Yan Shan sighed lightly, then picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched the two chicken legs in the bowls of the sister and brother, and said softly: "Hurry up and eat, it's not delicious if it's cold." ”

"Thank you, uncle!" the siblings were very sensible. They ate silently and wept silently.

Zhao Youshan picked up a large piece of meat and put it in the Yanshan bowl, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, hurry up and eat it, it's not delicious if it's cold." ”

Yan Shan said softly: "Thank you, Brother Zhao!"

The meal lasted for a long time, from heavy to cheerful, and in the end, the dishes were licked clean by the sisters and brothers.

Their lives were simple, or rather, somewhat difficult. But they're still happy, and that's home. Read the latest chapter of "Sword Killing Claw Book House" for free for the first time.